This matter, I have the final say

"I'll pay attention later."

"Let's be smarter. Don't be impulsive. Impulsiveness will lead to more loopholes, and people will catch your pigtails. You must pay attention."

"When I saw their two brothers, I felt a fire in my heart."

Xu Haodong put his arms around Fang Zheng's waist and touched it.Comforting.

"Sooner or later, that scumbag will pay the price, don't be in a hurry. Calm down."

t'because of "/dagger,.

UZXL" dagger.

Kissing each other's foreheads.

Fang Zheng smiled at him, and buried his head in Xu Haodong's arms.

Although Xu Haodong has a bad temper, but when it comes to himself, he is very calm and doesn't let himself fall into the quagmire.

"I listen to you everything."

Xu Haodong touched Fang Zheng's waist.

"So nice?"

It's rare that Fang Zheng is so obedient.

"You're right and I must listen."

"Since you're so obedient, let me be serious. It's my birthday soon."

"kindness."

Birthday presents have already been prepared.

"I guess you must have drawn a picture of me."

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes.How did he know?

"You're very good at guessing. The only way you painters can express is to draw pictures. I don't even look at them, but I know that you must have drawn pictures for me."

"It's not a picture of us, I don't want it. If it's a picture of us, I don't want it with clothes. I want a picture of us without clothes. Little yellow pictures are fine."

Xu Haodong asked carelessly.

He very much hoped that Fang Zheng would draw a little yellow picture. He and Fang Zheng are the protagonists, the ones who don't wear clothes.

Fang Zheng's face was a little red. He hadn't thought about treating himself as the protagonist of the little yellow picture.

"It's not a painting, so I don't like it. If you want me to like it, you can draw one of yourself for me."

"Myself?"

"Yes, naked, yourself."

Xu Haodong put his arms around Fang Zheng's waist and pressed against his ear.

"I'll keep it in my collection, and you'll go on a business trip, go out to collect pictures, and participate in some art exhibition symposium. I'll also watch you at home, fuck. By the way, you have to make your paintings more erotic and seductive. That kind of glance I can be tough."

Fang Zheng pushed him away, his ears were red.

"Don't be fooling around."

"You can also draw me, I put on leopard print underwear, you can draw me, you can also draw a small one, keep it in your notebook, when you are not by my side, you can watch me masturbate."

Xu Haodong raised his eyebrows and smirked at him, how about it, you paint me, you paint yourself, and leave the most attractive side to the other party.If there is a time when you can't go in and out at the same time, you won't be lonely if you mash mushrooms for a while at night.

Fang Zheng entered the room blushing, and didn't say yes or no, but Xu Haodong knew he would definitely do it.

He sighed in his heart, the distance between them was too great, and Tengyun Town was too small, so Fang Zheng might not be able to keep him.

Then Xu Haodong suddenly realized that he thought about it, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether it is suitable or not?So what if he is a painter and he is a bastard?They are still in love.So what if he is a master and he is just a teahouse owner?Isn't it still very intimate?

Fang Zheng will always be his lover, even if Fang Zheng leaves Tengyun Town one day, he will definitely follow him.

In the outside world, the sky is high and the sea is wide, birds are flying and fish are leaping. What Fang Zheng has to do is to enjoy life and paint what he wants to paint.Fang Zheng didn't have to worry about anything else.

In fact, it's okay to leave, if he leaves Tengyun Town, he will develop even better!

Wherever he goes, he will always accompany him.

If it is true that they will be separated one day, at least keep Fang Zheng's painting of himself.

Fang Zheng printed out a photo and showed it to Xu Haodong as if it were a treasure.

Among the photos Jiang Xiaobai sent him, he liked this one the most.Can't wait to print it out.

Xu Haodong was very angry and funny.

He sat cross-legged on the shore and looked at the shrimp basket. It was the drink bottle. He was sitting in a very cute posture, like kindergarten children sitting in a row eating fruit. There was a smile on his face. When Yi Hao looked up at the sky, Fang Zheng took advantage of this Opportunity, borrowing a seat, approaching the camera, with half of the face sideways, hands making a gesture of holding hands, in fact, there is at least a distance of more than ten meters between the two of them, Jiang Xiaobai found a good angle, A photo of an optical illusion was taken.

Fang Zheng looked intently at the palm and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. He sat in the palm of Fang Zheng's cupped hands, raised his face to look at Fang Zheng, as if his eyes met and smiled.In the photo, Fang Zheng is very tall, and he is so small that he can be held in the palm of his hand.

At first glance, it looks like a poster on the wall of a hospital that treats infertility.

Parents hold a baby in their palms.

That is, his baby is not fleshy and brainy, but a tough guy and a pure man.

"My Prince Thumb!"

Fang Zheng suppressed a smile and touched Xu Haodong's face.

Hold you in the palm of your hand, Prince Thumb!

"Hey, you can just say that you are my father."

Xu Haodong spurned me, I, an [-]-year-old man, has become a little baby in your palm.One more sentence with pictures, Dad, I'm coming!

Cute?No, disgusting!

"Find a picture frame and frame it."

Fang Zheng likes it very much, let's hang it on the wall, put it on the bedside, and you can smile when you open your eyes.

"Give me some face."

Fang Zheng shook his head and shook the photo at Xu Haodong.

"I named this picture, love."

Fang Zheng made a holding gesture with his hand, which means holding it in the palm of his hand.

"Is it the lover you hold in your palm?"

Xu Haodong followed his explanation to analyze, Fang Zheng smiled and nodded.

Xu Haodong immediately took the photo.

"It's enlarged to two meters by two meters! I want to hang it all over the wall!"

Just for this name, this photo will be kept for a lifetime.

"Our first photo together."

Fang Zheng was also a little excited. He and Xu Haodong took a photo together for the first time. Jiang Xiaobai asked him to pose in a certain pose. Fang Zheng thought it was fun, but he didn't expect the photo to be so cute.

It must be enlarged and printed a few more copies.

"We will take more photos in the future, and the wall on the other side of the stairs will be covered."

"I draw. When I'm free, I will draw you and hang them on the wall."

Xu Haodong in every shape, Xu Haodong is his exclusive male model, he wants to draw them all.

"I could paint a masculine collection."

Fang Zheng became interested and took the picture book pencil.

It could be a chieftain wearing a leopard print in animal skins.

You can wear a suit and be a domineering president.

You can play cats in casual clothes.

Masculinity, all kinds of Xu Haodong, no, I can't draw Xu Haodong's face intuitively, I have to use something to cover my face.

Full of all kinds of sultry temperament, making people's eyes shine, and the many colors that swallow their saliva are full.

Instead of photos, use a brush to draw Xu Haodong.

"I think you can draw a series of wedding photos, just the two of us, with clothes on and off. Others take wedding photos, but we draw them. Listen, how advanced."

A painter should record with a brush.Isn't it more meaningful to draw one by one without computer synthesis?

"I'll design one for you."

Xu Haodong opened the notebook, and drew two people who were three balls piled together, barely considered human, or snowmen, and put a circle around their necks.

"It's a tie."

If he didn't explain the tie, Fang Zheng would think that the two hanged themselves together.

"The two of us are wearing only these two ties, and we don't wear anything else. Then, your thigh is covering my balls, and I stretch out my hand to cover the bird for you, isn't it exciting?"

Fang Zheng was amazed at Xu Haodong's erotic creativity, as long as he had anything to do with sex, Xu Haodong's mind would definitely open up.

"You were definitely a erotic figure in your previous life."

It is said that a good erotic picture can make Luoyang paper expensive in a city, and it is hard to find a copy. Xu Haodong is definitely the best erotic painter.

"Well, I had a dream, dreaming that I went to brothels every day in ancient times!"

Xu Haodong admitted it solemnly.

Fang Zheng hit him on the head with a pencil.

Finger touched his forehead, no, quickly put down the pencil, and touched Xu Haodong's forehead.

"Do you have a headache?"

Xu Haodong shook his head, no, he felt pretty good, but he was a little tired.It is estimated that I was tired after going up and down the mountain this day.

"You have a fever, don't you know?"

Xu Haodong touched his forehead.

"What's the fever, I'm fine."

No fever, really.

Fang Zheng hurried to get the medicine box. He felt that Xu Haodong's body temperature was a little high. He was very familiar with Xu Haodong's temperature every day when he was together, and he felt a little higher than usual when he touched it.He took out the thermometer and stuffed it under Xu Haodong's armpit, and checked it online. The sequelae of spleen removal Xu Haodong was as strong as a calf. He was softer than usual, and Fang Zheng rarely asked him to do physical work, but Xu Haodong had no influence at all.Going up the mountain and down the river, entertaining guests to cook, is just like a healthy person.It makes people misunderstand that he has not been seriously injured at all.

Fang Zheng paid great attention to his body temperature, fearing that if he had a fever, the internal organs that had undergone surgery would still be infected.

Fang Zheng could feel the slightest bit of something wrong. Fang Zheng was very thoughtful, and before Xu Haodong felt uncomfortable, he took out the thermometer.

37 degrees one.

"The water temperature is still a bit cold now. I'm afraid of catching a cold after soaking in the water for so long. Take some cold medicine."

Let Xu Haodong take cold medicine, don't sit still, go to rest.

"The dishes haven't been washed yet."

Without further ado, Fang Zheng rolled up his sleeves to wash the dishes. They had a very simple dinner, porridge and cakes, just two bowls, one plate, two pairs of chopsticks and one pot.

Within 3 minutes, Fang Zheng smashed this little thing into pieces.

The dishwashing liquid was squeezed too much, didn't catch the bowl, slapped twice, broke, rubbed the chopsticks, shook the water, flew the chopsticks, threw it into the trash can, just don't want it, don't even pick it up, pot?The rice cooker fell to the ground along with the bowl, picked it up and couldn't hold it firmly, fell again, and then fell out of the pit.

Xu Haodong leaned against the kitchen door, watching Fang Zheng crackling and clanging, Fang Zheng froze for a moment, and threw the broken things into the trash can very neatly, and then washed his hands.What a relief.

"okay."

Xu Haodong held his forehead and sighed, admiring Fang Zheng's operation.

do the washing up?The ones that don’t exist are smashed when you drop them, so you don’t need them directly.

Live, prodigal stuff, really, ancestors.

Breaking it once, their family has a golden mountain, and this prodigal thing is poor.

Hey.

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