Rebirth Unlimited Dog Food

Feng Shuai sat on a plane for more than ten hours, rushed back to the company to do what he should do, and drove here in a hurry. He resisted the itch and didn't answer the phone. He wanted to surprise this little idiot. Maybe like him, he has an irrepressible nostalgia, but seeing him suddenly appear, there will be some happy smiles, God knows he wants to kill the little fool's smiling face.

According to Cheng Cheng's daily life and rest these days, he gave up the night owl-style highs. At this point, he should be at home or at work. He decided to try his luck at the little idiot's apartment first. Unexpectedly, his luck was really at its peak.

It was not Cheng Cheng who opened the door, but Xiao Cong.If you want to describe the scene at that time, it should be that a piece of hot iron was thrown into the icy water, the air "stinged" and the smoke filled the air.

Although Cheng Cheng likes to hang out with cronies, there is one thing that reassures him, that is, he never brings anyone home, be it friends or girlfriends, except for him and Liang Jian, Cheng Cheng has never let anyone else come. , Gu Qizhen never came.

Why?How can a brat step into this place where he is not qualified to claim sovereignty!

Xiao Cong is innocent, Xiao Cong is terrifying!

From returning to China till now, the number of times I have seen the big boss can be counted on the fingers, and I still see it from a distance. Now I opened the door and saw a big living person at close range, and it was a big living person with flaming eyes. He bowed 180 degrees on the spot, the big boss said "um" and then "sit", Xiao Cong picked a stool farthest from the sofa and sat down, sitting with all the edges and corners until the door There was a sound again, and the big boss's sniper muzzle-like eyes moved away from his forehead.

Cheng Cheng was carrying the plastic bag, his clothes were halfway off, his sleepy eyes blinked a few times, and then filled with joy in an instant, like fluffy cotton candy, sweetening the whole room, "When are you coming back?! Have you eaten yet?! Fuck, I’ll call you all day! Why did you come here by yourself!”

Feng Shuai looked at Cheng Cheng, who threw away the plastic bag, threw off his clothes, and rubbed against him, feeling a little better, "Excuse me?"

"Hey! Hey, how do I answer these words? Huh?" Cheng Cheng resisted the urge to start, smiled and looked at Feng Shuai twice more, and then turned his head to glance at the poor little Xiaocong, who was sitting upright. Tired, "I've been giving Xiaocong some guidance these days, don't you know, this kid works hard and is willing to work hard, he is busy enough on weekdays, so he can only make up lessons at night, and give me a gift today Crayfish is here, he is a caring child."

"Brother, please don't praise me." Xiaocong recovered his voice now, looking at Brother Cheng who was half squatting next to the big boss's legs, he felt an indescribable doubt in his heart, but the two of them came together. Together, it is so natural, as if it should be so.

"I'm not complimenting you, don't sit so upright," Cheng Cheng looked at the time, and quickly changed the plan, "Let's move on to what I'm going to talk about today, and go to Fangyuan tomorrow, so you can actually do it."

"Hey! Good bro! Then I'll go back first!" Xiao Cong got the amnesty order, and wanted to slip away with his ass lifted.

"Wait, I'll call a car to take you!" Xiao Cong was tall and tall, and he was also a beautiful underage boy, safety first.

"I'll call the driver." Feng Shuai took off his black leather gloves, revealing his slender and strong fingers.

"No, no, no need!" Xiao Cong waved his hand quickly, how dare he sit in the big boss's car.

"No need, no need, it's so late, I'll either take you back or wait for a special car." Cheng Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Cong, who, under the direction of his vague sixth sense, resolutely chose the safer option , Wait for the special car.

"The things are packed away. Go home and study for research, but pay attention to rest." Stress can be a driving force, but it may not have good results if it is put on people who are physically and mentally weak. No matter how young Xiaocong is, he can withstand tossing , There is also a limit. If you are not pushed to the limit, I am afraid that you will not easily touch that kind of thing.

"I know brother! Thank you brother! Then I'm leaving! Goodbye, Mr. Feng!" Xiao Conglin walked through the door and patted Cheng Cheng's chest with a grin, causing Cheng Cheng to chuckle.

"Everyone is gone, why are you laughing?" Feng Shuai, who had been sitting on the sofa looking at his phone, flicked the screen with his fingers without looking up.

Can you see the words?

"You're scaring this kid to death, I'll just look at it." Cheng Cheng walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked out, saw a little black dot getting into a black car, and then sat back in peace.

"Am I so scary?" Feng Shuai felt that the sofa beside him was sinking, but he still didn't look up.

"It's okay, let's see who it is." Cheng Cheng crossed his legs again, looking at Feng Shuai who took off his coat and was wearing a dark sweater and trousers, he couldn't get enough of it.

"Call me today? I'm on the plane." Feng Shuai suppressed the unresolved entanglements in his heart, and lowered his tone.

"I can't call you if I have nothing to do?" Cheng Cheng pretended to be angry.

"..." Feng Shuai finally raised his head to look at Cheng Cheng, and saw a smiling face completely different from his tone.

"Is it impossible to answer this kind of talk?" Cheng Cheng smiled rascally, "Hey, I haven't answered the question about entering the door. Have you eaten yet? You probably don't like airplane meals, but I don't care about anything." No, I just fried the only two colored peppers, are you ordering takeaway or...cooked noodles?"

"Cooking noodles." This time Feng Shuai answered quickly, as if he was afraid that someone would go back on his word.

"Decree!" Cheng Cheng slapped his thighs and went into the kitchen, "When you're tired, go in and lie down, straighten your back, and I'll call you when you're done."

Feng Shuai raised his head and moved his neck. Although he wanted to keep a safe distance and not be annoying, he couldn't help approaching Cheng Cheng. Only by Cheng Cheng's side and in a place with his breath could he feel at ease and temporarily escape from his heart. dark tide.

"Be patient with the cleanliness, my room is messy, but it won't hinder you from lying down!" Cheng Cheng muttered in the kitchen while cracking eggs.

The words were spoken casually, but after the eggs were beaten and the water was boiled, Cheng Cheng let out an "oops", and after thinking about it, this... this is not just a mess in his room!

Hold!Cheng Cheng scratched his head when he thought about the dry goods spread all over the table, forget it, let's continue cooking.

A bowl of noodles with a [-]% off color and aroma was brought into the room with warm air, the door was not closed, and Feng Shuai was not lying down, but was half leaning on the big workbench, playing with the woodcarving one by one, Cheng Cheng glanced over that strong shoulder, and put his face in front of Feng Shuai pretending to be calm.

"Eat while it's hot."

"In addition to cultivating young apprentices, your hobbies are also quite extensive." Feng Shuai held a wood carving in front of his eyes, and Cheng Cheng knew which one it was without getting too close.

"You don't know what to ask!" Cheng Cheng was ashamed and indignant, "This is a prop in the movie, of course I have to do my best."

A man and a woman with fierce postures are entangled and joined together with unspeakable angles and movements. The realistic carving techniques make the dead things come alive.

This is the man who just showed his talent and was driven into a desperate situation by the ruthless world. He can only rely on means that he can't accept to survive, and carve unsightly love for some rich people or foreigners with special hobbies. This passage in the script is the key to the transformation of the male protagonist’s personality. It is depressing and full of impact, and cannot use too many realistic shooting methods. Director Wang means to use realistic props to render the male protagonist’s at that time. Despair and the cruelty of the times.

"It's so realistic." Feng Shuai finally had enough of playing with it, put down Cheng Cheng's "sincere work", took the noodles, and ate.

"Imagination depends on imagination, and the design industry depends entirely on brains." Cheng Cheng is a little thankful that he hasn't done the more serious ones yet.

Feng Shuai didn't answer the words, he snorted and ate the noodles, as if he made some delicacies from mountains and seas.After eating the hot noodle soup, even Feng Shuai, who doesn't like to sweat, felt a little hot. He stretched out his hand and tugged at the collar of the sweater. A thin touch of gold was very conspicuous between the white neck and the black collar. Cheng Cheng looked at He swallowed.

Feng Shuai really wears the chain he gave him all the time, is it... still reluctant to show affection for him?Or remind yourself not to be stupid again?

Cheng Cheng desperately hopes it's the former!He must be the former!

"Do you... want to be my model?" Cheng Cheng was stunned, Feng Shuai was also stunned, and the two of them stared wide-eyed across the bowl.

Cheng Cheng swallowed secretly, looked into Feng Shuai's eyes, but couldn't pull them out. He wanted to know Feng Shuai's thoughts, but he was timid and cautious. The person he was thinking of was right in front of him, leaning on his table, eating Look at his face, don't think about it, it's okay, once you think about it, you can't stop it, you want to get closer to this person.

So Cheng Cheng added to Feng Shuai's surprised gaze, "The kind that undresses."