I seem to have a crush on the little follower

The moment she pushed open the door of Grandma Zhou's house, Tang Le froze for a moment.

"Oh, stupid, fuck, I miss you!" Zhou Fan said, hugging the silly dog ​​who rushed out excitedly and threw himself on Zhou Fan because he heard the movement at the door.

"Do you miss Dad? Huh?" Zhou Fan suddenly buried his face in Ersha's hair and rubbed him.

Ersha was so excited that he bit his tail and couldn't help yelling loudly twice.

Tang Le immediately held his breath and didn't dare to go forward.

Ersha is really too big. Tang Le has seen dogs raised by people in the city. This breed looks like a husky, but he has never seen such a tall and strong husky.

Especially the tall and strong husky raised his head violently and barked twice in front of him. Although Tang Le was not afraid of dogs, his ears were buzzing from these two barks, and he didn't dare to prick him. Go forward and pass in front of it.

Grandma Zhou was still cooking in the kitchen, so Zhou Fan didn't hesitate.

He wrapped his arms around Ersha's head, forcing it to look directly at Tang Le.

Zhou Fan: "See, this is my family. When you see him, you can't be cruel to him. You have to call mom, come, read to me, mom——"

"Are you sick."

Tang Le blushed, and he quickly glanced towards the kitchen.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan laughed even more happily, grabbed Ersha's front foot and shook it, pretended to hide behind Ersha's head and said to Tang Le, "Mom—Mom—"

Tang Le glared at him with a black line, and walked directly past the two of them.

Grandma Zhou's house is a small duplex with a small area, but the decoration is all in Chinese style. There are even some exquisite and beautiful incense burners on the shelves, emitting a straight blue-gray thin smoke.

The shelf is located between the living room and the dining room. Tang Le walked over, and his eyes were attracted unconsciously.

He stopped in his tracks, lowered his head and looked at it curiously.

The smell of green smoke is not heavy, mixed with a touch of sandalwood fragrance, which makes people feel very comfortable after smelling it. Tang Le's heart calmed down a little. A strong smell rushed straight into his nostrils, and he coughed with choking.

"Oh, my young man," Grandma Zhou was coming out with a plate of dishes. Seeing Tang Le's funny face flushed from choking, she couldn't help laughing. Patted him on the back: "This fragrance doesn't smell like that."

As she said that, Grandma Zhou lowered her head slightly, stopped at a distance of more than ten centimeters from the incense burner, raised her hand and slapped it lightly.

"Incense is also spiritual. If you need supplies, just take a little and smell it. If you sniff it rashly, it will also oppose you. You must have a degree in everything, otherwise things will be reversed." She straightened up and saw Tang Le's expression Somewhat tangled, he smiled and explained: "It's just like you smell the chemical reagents."

Tang Le suddenly realized, and said with some embarrassment: "I... don't quite understand..."

"It doesn't matter. I'm not afraid of not understanding, but I'm afraid of pretending to understand. I like your frankness very much. You are a very spiritual child." Grandma Zhou smiled.

Tang Le scratched his head in embarrassment, and hurriedly followed behind Grandma Zhou: "Let me serve it for you."

"It's okay, no need, I'll ask Fanzi to come over, you can walk around the house casually." Grandma Zhou said with a smile, pushing him out of the kitchen with her hands, while shouting to the door: "Fanzi, come and help! "

"Hey, here we come!" Zhou Fan responded, and ran in with his slippers on.

Tang Le was rejected by the two of them in turns, so he was embarrassed to insist, but he was a little embarrassed and stood beside the shelf in the living room, quietly looking at the things on it.

In the middle is a stack of scroll-like photo frames, recording every birthday photo of Zhou Fan since he was born.

At first, he was a round and fat boy wearing taekwondo uniform. Although he gradually became thinner, his face still had some sensuality. Until five years ago, his whole body seemed to have shrunk.

The edges and corners of the cheeks appeared, the brow bones were also outlined, the eye sockets were much deeper, and even the eyes staring at the camera, from the initial clarity and simplicity, became more and more bottomless.

Tang Le could see that there was a smile on his face in the photo, but that kind of smile always had a kind of, I can't tell what it was - a sense of camouflage.

It's as if the happiness is for the people who see the photos.

Tang Le felt a pain in his heart, as if being stabbed by a thin needle, he frowned, and gradually became fascinated.

"Grandma," Zhou Fan came over and washed his hands in the sink: "Cut vegetables?"

"No, it's already been cut. I just passed the oil on one side. You pour it into the pan and fry it with this plate, and it's ready to come out of the pan." Grandma Zhou said, pushing two plate.

"Hey, good."

As Zhou Fan said, he raised his hand and turned on the range hood, wiped the spatula, and started cooking in silence.

After a while, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Grandma, let me tell you something." Zhou Fan's palms holding the spatula were a little sweaty.

"Yes." Grandma Zhou nodded while filling the soup.

"I have a date." Zhou Fan swallowed.

"When did it happen?" Grandma Zhou looked at him, and she didn't stop working.

"It's been a while, but I didn't delay my studies. I was thinking about it so that you would think too much. I'll tell you right after the exam." Zhou Fan explained, turning his head and laughing twice.

Grandma Zhou smiled and patted him on the back: "Sure, I don't understand young people these days, you can handle it yourself. Grandma is just curious, how is it?"

Zhou Fan paused for a moment: "He's very thin, a little short, but he's already much taller than when I first met him. He's a very nice guy, loves to study, and is very motivated, but he's studying science and has a brain. Sometimes I'm a bit stubborn and weird, but it's good for me."

Zhou Fan counted his strengths in detail, and after counting, he found that there were so many things about Tang Le that fascinated him.

He realized that he had said too much, and he lowered his head in embarrassment, his brows and eyes were much gentler:

"Most importantly, I love him very much."

After Zhou Fan finished speaking, he turned off the fire, quickly filled out the dishes, then ran over and put his head on grandma's shoulder from behind, rubbing his head twice as if to please her.

Grandma Zhou moved her body and came back to her senses: "How old are you still acting like a baby? As long as you like it, grandma won't interfere."

"Really? No matter what, you won't interfere?" Zhou Fan asked cautiously.

Grandma Zhou touched his head: "Yes, you have suffered enough, someone should love you."

"Then what if...he's a big guy like me?"

"..."

Grandma Zhou's body froze for a second, and her eyes involuntarily glanced at Tang Le's quietly thinking face from the gap in the shelf.

"Grandma?"

Grandma Zhou sighed, and looked at Zhou Fan with mildly wrinkled eyes: "Young man, it's over, you eat a lot, I will do some cooking in the future."

Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud in an instant, then stretched out his arms and hugged his grandma.

He opened his mouth, but his eyes were a little dry, his throat was choked, and he didn't speak.

Tang Le enjoyed the meal very much. Grandma Zhou's cooking skills are truly unmatched. No matter the dishes or soups, they are so delicious that he can't stop.

And the most important thing is, Grandma Zhou was smiling all the time, praising herself from beginning to end, as if she was praising a treasure, Tang Le blushed and felt a little embarrassed when she praised herself, so she covered her mouth gently smiled.

After this meal, what surprised Tang Le the most was that Grandma Zhou was actually a local celebrity in this city, a pillar of the drama troupe.

Zhou Fan's room is on the second floor, a warm-toned room with a simple and warm layout, just like the decoration style of grandma's house. Tang Le sat by Zhou Fan's bed and opened his mouth wide:

"My God, no wonder your grandma looks so temperamental."

"That's right." Zhou Fan closed the door of the room, turned back in front of Tang Le, and met his staring eyes: "My grandma used to be a soldier, art soldier, so let's just go out now. It's just that she doesn't have the momentum."

"Hey," Tang Le smiled, "You have the guts to hurt your grandma like this."

"What are you afraid of, she can't hear you."

Zhou Fan smiled. He pulled the curtains, turned around, passed his hands directly through the sides of Tang Le's body, and hugged him tightly, using gravity to push him down.

Zhou Fan hooked his chin teasingly: "No, it's time to change your mouth, it's also your grandma."

A trace of blush quickly appeared on Tang Le's face. In this posture, the bodies of the two were tightly pressed together. He seemed to be able to feel the contours of Zhou Fan's body and the... guy who was about to move.

Zhou Fan lowered his head, his bangs drooped down on his forehead, his deep eyebrows stared at Tang Le's eyes with a smile, and there was a shadow under his tall nose. No matter what time he looked, he always looked like a quack He looks like a ruffian, although the current action may be called flirting, but Tang Le always has the illusion that he is being teased by street gangsters.

Tang Le's heart suddenly beat faster.

"I'm sick, what's wrong with me..." He was stumbling while speaking.

Zhou Fan smiled, stared into his eyes and said, "I just came out to my grandma, and she is very satisfied with you."

"..." Tang Le didn't react for a while.

"Stupid?" Zhou Fan patted his face,

Tang Le couldn't believe it: "Are you serious?"

Zhou Fan smiled confidently: "Of course, there is no one who is dissatisfied with the daughter-in-law I chose."

Tang Le frowned, and pushed his chest: "What daughter-in-law..."

Zhou Fan smiled: "Okay, husband~"

"... Are you disgusting? Get out!" Tang Le was about to break away from his embrace in disgust, but Zhou Fan hugged him even tighter.

"Honey, we are already legal in this family." Zhou Fan looked at him aggrieved.

Tang Le was indifferent: "so?"

"So, you should do something legal that a legal couple should do."

Zhou Fan smiled wickedly, and kissed her after speaking.

Tang Le was startled, and was about to push him away: "You're crazy...I, no...I'm not ready yet."

Zhou Fan lowered his head again: "Don't worry, nothing will happen to me before your college entrance examination. After you finish your college entrance examination, I will definitely wipe it off for you. Let me have a taste of it now."

Tang Le felt his throat was a bit dry, he swallowed nervously: "How to taste..."

"Taste with your hands." Zhou Fan licked the corner of his lips.

Tang Le has never had such an experience of losing his composure. It is the first time that someone else's hands are igniting his whole body so quickly, or people always say that he should use his left hand to do things, and there will be an illusion that it is someone else's hand. So it will be more refreshing.

But Zhou Fan's hand, and his own left hand, are no longer a category that can be compared together, because in "Zhou Fan's Hand", the focus is on "Zhou Fan".

Zhou Fan's every gasp, every movement, including when he put his other hand on Tang Le's ear, and when he leaned over to stare at him full of desire, can make Tang Le's body involuntarily trembling.

Tang Le raised his neck, arched his back vigorously, his Adam's apple rolled up and down because of excitement, he opened his mouth slightly, and breathed quickly and restrained.

He no longer has the mind to think about whether it is someone else's hand or his own. Some kind of pleasure has swallowed his reason, and he heard someone suppressing a low laugh in his ear.

This look is too bad, he is a little ashamed, but it is really cool, Tang Le thought about it.

"call--"

Zhou Fan pulled a piece of paper, wiped his hands, arms, and clothes, with an indescribable smile on his face, and threw them into the trash can.

Tang Le lay on the bed with his limbs stretched out, his chest heaved and heaved, he hadn't recovered from the aftertaste, and his face was still flushed red.

"Are you usually so pure and ascetic?" Zhou Fan smiled, and after wiping it clean, he pounced on him again: "There are so many, it's so thick."

Tang Le's face turned red like a tomato. He grabbed the pillow and covered his face with a muffled voice:

"You thought everyone was like you."

"Like me? So you peek at me every time you solve it?" Zhou Fan teased.

Tang Le's body paused, turned around quickly, and growled with his back: "Shameless!"

"That's right," Zhou Fan also moved his body to follow him, surrounding him from behind: "The old shameless and the young shameless are a natural match."

"roll roll roll……"

As Tang Le said, he twisted his body and tried to push him out, but he didn't expect that after twisting twice, the people behind him gasped.

"Hiss—fuck." Zhou Fan cursed in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Tang Le was taken aback and stopped moving.

Zhou Fan hastily let go of his body, and bounced off the bed as soon as he turned over.

"What's wrong with you, Brother Fan?" Tang Le suddenly became nervous, and he also sat up, looking at him with messy hair.

"If you call Brother Fan again, something may really happen."

Zhou Fan said, quickly put on a coat, and was about to open the door and go out.

"Why are you going?" Tang Le asked.

"Go to the toilet and fix it," Zhou Fan pointed down, and then raised the corners of his lips: "Why don't you help me with your hands?"

Tang Le's face that had just eased up quickly turned red again, he faltered, and his palms were sweating.

"I...um..."

"Hahahahaha, I'm teasing you, I really don't know how to tease you." Zhou Fan said, and hurried out as soon as he opened the bedroom door.

Only Tang Le was left sitting on the bed blushing like a monkey's butt, and he simply got into the bed.

Forget about this face!

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