have a husband like this

The boy was still drunk.

But Zuo Ye's wine is very good, not noisy.

He was going to lie on the table, but Fang Chengshi was afraid that he would be burned, so at the moment Zuo Ye was about to fall down, he quickly held his head and let him lean on his shoulder.

There are many thoughts in his mind, but they are all expressed at this moment.

Fang Huajian saw that Zuo Ye was on the ground, and Xie Nian was similar, so he said, "Let them go back to sleep."

Fang Chengshi said: "You guys go back too, I won't send it away."

Fortunately, the two of them didn't mind the directness of his dismissal order.

Fang Huajian originally wanted to help Fang Chengshi, but Xu Dian stopped him before he could stand up: "What do you want, married man?"

Fang Huajian smiled innocently: "I'll let Funan come over."

Only then did Xu Dian snort.

Zuo Ye's face slid down his shoulders, Fang Chengshi subconsciously held it up, and ended up exchanging breaths with Zuo Ye.

It is the faint fragrance of peach blossom.

The boy's face was smooth and tender, like an egg that had just been peeled, and one couldn't help touching it a few more times.

Realizing what he was doing, Fang Chengshi froze, he let go of his left hand unnaturally, but his right hand firmly held Zuo Ye's waist.

Fortunately, Fang Simplified came back soon.

Fang Chengshi saw Funan and said, "Send Master Xie home."

Funan respectfully replied yes.

Then he took the cloak, squatted down, and helped the boy up.

Xie Nian was a little dizzy, but he was not completely drunk, and knew how to walk with Funan.

When the two of them went out, Xu Dian also said, "I'm going back."

Fang Chengshi hummed.

Fang Huajian helped Xu Dian fasten the cloak, put it on herself, and the two walked out hand in hand.

Only Fang Chengshi and the boy were left in the originally bustling main hall.

Fang Chengshi didn't know what he was thinking, he just sat there for a while, then helped the boy to stand up, and then picked him up by the waist.

The boy is tall and tall, but he has no fat. Fang Chengshi has worked hard all these years, and he is full of strength, so it is easy to hold a boy.

The candlelight in the corridor flickered, as if he could escape from the prison at any time.

But the boy slept peacefully in Fang Chengshi's arms.

Fang Chengshi put the boy on the bed, took off his shoes and socks, and then sent someone to serve hot water.

The room had already been burned with charcoal, and it was warm and cozy.

Fang Chengshi helped Zuo Ye take off his coat, then sat on the bed and looked at the boy's face.

The boy's face had already been modeled, and it was a delicate embryo.

But after all, she was young, and the childishness between her brows was still there.

At such a carefree age, why do you have so many thoughts?

After much deliberation, it can only be attributed to him not being Zuo Ye, there is no such thing as empathy in this world.

Outsiders see him as warm-hearted, he doesn't care much about anything, and to put it mildly, he is easy to get along with.

But isn't it ugly to be indifferent?

Fang Chengshi is naturally slower than others in dealing with emotions.

When others are confused or in adolescence, he is just four words, smooth sailing.

Not to mention being trapped by love.

So until he woke up in this world, he never had a love affair.

Not even an object.

He can't understand Zuo Ye's entanglement and confusion now, so naturally he can't compare his heart with his heart.

He didn't understand Zuo Ye.

So he stretched out his hand, smoothed the boy's slightly frowned brows, lowered his head, and asked in his ear: "Xiao Ye, tell me, what are you thinking?"

After shouting like this two or three times, Zuo Ye opened his eyes.

He was obviously not feeling well, the alcohol was tossing his head and corrupting his mind.

Zuo Ye looked at him vaguely: "Brother Shi..."

Fang Chengshi's right thumb rested on his temple, rubbing gently: "Uncomfortable?"

Zuo Ye hummed.

He turned over and faced Fang Chengshi.

Zuo Ye was dizzy, but he knew to follow his heart, he wanted to look at this person, and he didn't want to lose a glance.

Fang Chengshi rubbed his temples, and said softly, "Tell Brother Shi, what are you thinking?"

The answer to this question is simple and obvious.

But Zuo Ye didn't dare to say it, so he shook his head.

Fang Chengshi coaxed him: "Speak out, tell me."

Zuo Ye still shook his head.

I don't know whether this attitude is saying no or not.

Fang Chengshi frowned.

Zuo Ye's willpower was beyond his expectation.

Just when Fang Chengshi wanted to ask again, there was a knock on the door, and Aunt Yang also said outside the door: "Master, I brought water."

Fang Chengshi straightened up and said, "Come in."

Aunt Yang opened the door and came in, and put the copper basin on the wooden stand.

She said, "Let me wipe the second young master's face."

Fang Chengshi stood up and stopped her: "I'll be fine, you go and rest."

Aunt Yang said: "We have to watch the night later, what do you want to eat?"

Fang Chengshi tore the handkerchief off the wooden frame, soaked it in a copper basin, and wrung it dry.

In the sound of splashing water, he said: "Let's talk about it, I'm not hungry now."

Aunt Yang knew that they had drunk earlier, so she turned around and left the room without further ado.

Fang Chengshi walked back to the bed, wiped Zuo Ye's exposed skin all over, then fed him a cup of tea, covered him with the quilt before turning around and going out.

Just after New Year's Eve, we only met and nodded on New Year's Day.

Zuo Ye was woken up by the sound of firecrackers.

On the first day of the new year, every household lit firecrackers.

The Fang Zhai is bigger than others, and the ringing time is longer.

Zuo Ye opened his eyes and looked at the bed curtain for a long time before connecting the events of last night.

Then he moved, getting up and dressing hastily.

He opened the door, and the cold breath rushed in, blowing away a lot of heat from his head.

He took a step back and didn't know whether to apologize to Fang Chengshi for being late or pretend nothing had happened.

After all, Fang Chengshi didn't drive him out of this room.

He didn't even think of a way, and the real master came before his eyes.

Fang Chengshi came from the other end of the corridor, stepped up the wooden steps and saw Zuo Ye standing at the door in a daze.

Still disheveled.

Fang Chengshi frowned, his tone was not very good: "Why are you in a daze?"

Although Zuo Ye looked forward and saw Fang Chengshi's reflection, he was indeed in a trance, and was startled by Fang Chengshi.

He woke up, Fang Chengshi had already arrived.

Although Fang Chengshi, who stayed up all night, was not in good spirits, he did not look embarrassed, all thanks to his young body.

Fang Chengshi stretched out his dry and warm hand, held Zuo Ye's palm which had been blown cold by the cold wind, closed the door behind his back, and led him into the room.

Fang Chengshi led Zuo Ye to the bed, straightened his clothes without saying a word, and put on his cloak when he was done.

Zuo Ye's eyes flickered slightly.

Fang Chengshi tied the cloak into a beautiful slipknot and said, "Don't take your body seriously just because you are young."

Zuo Ye remained silent.

Fang Chengshi's expression was a bit stinky: "Speak."

Zuo Ye said it, but he said he was sorry.

Fang Chengshi raised his eyebrows: "Can't you say hello to me when it's Chinese New Year?"

His tenderness was too offensive, Zuo Ye almost revealed all the filth in his heart, he didn't ask for a result, he just didn't want to disappoint Fang Chengshi.

But after thinking about it, when he thought about Fang Chengshi, he was destined not to be the Zuo Ye who had no worries.

In front of Fang Chengshi, you can't be as calm as water.

So when the words came to his lips, they turned into another sentence: "I got up late, I shouldn't drink too much last night."

Fang Chengshi said pointedly: "Why do you apologize to me for this?"

Zuo Ye pursed his lips tightly.

Do you want to tell Fang Chengshi that he has nothing to say?

Fang Chengshi opened his mouth, but held back what he wanted to say.

Because of the New Year, he didn't want to spoil the atmosphere at home.

He just said: "I know you are unhappy, but I hope you can say it, Xiao Ye, I don't want to guess your mind like this, it's contemptuous of you."

Zuo Ye suddenly raised his head: "I..."

Fang Chengshi interrupted him: "The previous few times I was too aggressive, I apologize to you, I want to hear your thoughts now, Xiao Ye, you are like this... I am very sad."

No matter how strong the city wall was, at this moment it was like a fortress of sand, falling apart in an instant.

Zuo Ye didn't speak, but hugged Fang Chengshi sullenly.

The author has something to say: Well, I decided to change the method, it’s too cruel, I even look down on myself.

This chapter will be extended tomorrow.