strong romance

The temperature dropped very early this year, and winter seemed to come early. At the end of December, the first snow falls.

Because of the snow, including the New Year's Day holiday, No. [-] Middle School had three days off.

Cheng Kuang's birthday happened to be on New Year's Day, so Zhang Jin contacted Fang Peng in advance, and the fat man knocked on the door of his house early in the morning.

Dapeng put on the overcoat he wore on New Year's Day last year again, wrapped himself up like a black bear, and carried a large bag of things in his hands with fat gloves.

Zhang Jin let him in, Dapeng shook off the snow from his hat and coat, bit his gloves off with his teeth, and trembled as he spoke: "Let me tell you, Paoer, there are so many people in the supermarket, buying vegetables is like fighting." Yes, it took me a long time to line up. Before the Chinese New Year started, that group of uncles and aunts grabbed the New Year’s goods... Thanks to my quick action, otherwise you’d be here to drink the northwest wind.”

"Thank you, Brother Peng." Zhang Jin took the things in his hand and took out one by one. Among the piles of beer, Zhang Jin found a bottle of brown-red strong wine.

"Why did you buy this wine?"

Fang Peng turned his head while cleaning the pot and said, "Isn't Kuang'er celebrating his birthday? The red one looks so pretty. This wine doesn't have a high alcohol content. It is said to be good for health and enhance immunity. I think it's not bad. I bought it for you two to try." .”

"Looks like the health supplements my grandpa drank." Zhang Jin put the strong wine aside, took the dishes to the sink to wash, and when the faucet was just turned on, it was severely frozen, and he hissed "fuck" "Several times, Fang Peng was amused.

"Paoer, you're not very good at it." Fang Peng picked up the pot and washed his hands in cold water, very proud of himself.

Fang Peng has a thick head and a thick head, and he looks awkward when he smiles. Zhang Jin pushed him with his knee: "Fatty, laugh and kick you again!"

Fang Peng had already walked to the dining table, threw the hot pot base into the pot, covered the pot, rubbed his hands and said, "Is Kuang'er upstairs? I'll call him down."

Seeing that the fat man was about to go out, Zhang Jin called to him: "Wait a minute! He is doing the quiz, don't bother him, go back and chop vegetables!"

Fang Peng scratched his head, thought for a while and felt right: "It's better that you are thoughtful, or you should wait until the things are cooked before calling him..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Jin wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" Fang Peng shouted.

"Second floor." Zhang Jin said.

Fang Peng was stunned: "Will you not bother me when you go?"

Zhang Jin replied before going out, "Can I be the same as you fat man?"

He went upstairs whistling, with a bag full of candies in his pocket, and made a loud noise as he walked.Zhang Jin took out the key and opened the door with ease, and then walked into Cheng Kuang's bedroom with ease.

The desk is very close to the bed, Cheng Kuang can see Zhang Jin sitting on the bed from the corner of his eye.After Zhang Jin sat down, he didn't make a sound, and reached into his pocket to fumble for something, and half a minute later, he stretched out his hand.At that time, Cheng Kuang had just put down his pen, and before the test paper could be closed, a lollipop fell onto the paper with a "click".

Then came the second, third, fourth... until No.16, Zhang Jin finally stopped.

"Kuang'er, happy birthday." Zhang Jin held the last lollipop in his hand, and the small scar at the corner of his eye was raised.

He waited for Cheng Kuang to pick him up, but he heard Cheng Kuang ask, "What else?"

Zhang Jin was stunned: "What?"

Cheng Kuang glanced at the strawberry milk-flavored lollipop in his hand, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Seventeen?"

There was an imperceptible smile in his eyes, Zhang Jin squeezed the packaging bag until it creaked, and then suddenly realized something - this thought made him "fuck" in his heart.

Zhang Jin's throat moved, and for some reason, his heart beat suddenly quickened before he could speak: "Kuang'er, are you eighteen?"

Cheng Kuang asked him back, "What do you think?"

Zhang Jin: "..." I thought you were seventeen!

Maybe it's because he's taller than Cheng Kuang, or maybe it's because Cheng Kuang called him "Brother Pao". In Zhang Jin's subconscious mind, he always defaults to Cheng Kuang's younger age than him.When he learned that Cheng Kuang's birthday was after New Year's Day, he deliberately picked out seventeen lollipops with different flavors. He never expected that Cheng Kuang would be eighteen.

Zhang Jin was in a daze for a while, and suddenly his heart beat.

"Eighteen" was like a gust of wind, blowing the wild fire in his chest to grow wildly, and the waves rushed and crashed into his nerves, and they couldn't be stopped.Zhang Jin felt his throat tight and dry in the waves, cleared his throat with difficulty, and finally spoke.

He was a little nervous, and he squeezed the sugar bag in his hand to swell up, looking at his nose, nose, and heart, and said with a beating heart, "... What am I doing now, are you legal?"

Cheng Kuang didn't understand, and asked him, "Then what?"

"Then what" is something that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. Zhang Jin's mind is a mess of colors, as if he encountered a polysemy in classical Chinese, and he was dizzy for a while, not knowing which one to choose.

He stared at Cheng Kuang with a toothache, and said bitterly, "Cheng Kuang, you cheated and copied, didn't you?"

Cheng Kuang was taken aback by Zhang Jin's expression, and there was a direction in the blur, and the answer was vaguely revealed, as long as he took a step forward according to the picture, he would no longer be able to hide.

For the time being, Cheng Kuang didn't know whether to continue or not. For the first time, the schoolmaster who always faced difficulties came up with the idea of ​​skipping this question and writing down the next question.He brought the topic up without a trace and said, "Let's not talk about it."

Unexpectedly, Zha Zha surnamed Zhang spoke at the same time as him, and his voice was so loud that it directly overwhelmed him.

"Then what is sleep!"

Zhang Jin has been tormented by this thought for a long time. He didn't turn back when he opened his bow. He couldn't care so much anymore. He closed his eyes and said openly: "I fucking want to sleep with you——Cheng Kuang, you owe it to me."

This sentence seemed to be warm, and it fell into the ears hotly, and Kuang's breath was caught for a moment suddenly.

The messyly scribbled words in the homework book rolled out of Zhang Jin's throat one by one, and suddenly there was a loud noise.

After a brief blank in the brain, Cheng Kuang asked: "Zhang Junjun, are you an adult?"

"..." Zhang Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then he figured it out: "Fuck, I don't care."

Once some skinless and shameless words are started, it will be much smoother if they continue to be shameless.

"I have to put you to sleep today, lest you have long nights and dreams." Zhang Jin said.

Cheng Kuang wanted to laugh a little, and teased, "Is that how Ye Changmeng is used, slag?"

——How dare you pick on him!

Zhang Jin anxiously said with a pale face: "Who called 'Brother Pao' first? Which grandson pretended to be young to take advantage of me? Whoever called out has to admit it! If you don't accept it..."

Cheng Kuang blocked his nonsense: "How about dissatisfaction?"

Zhang Jin paused, and said, "If you don't accept me, I'll give you a cure - beat you up and beat you up, I'm going to beat you up so that you'll be convinced and call me Brother Pao!"

Xueba is a little courageous, and he remains unmoved in the face of the threat of Brother Pao.

Cheng Kuang said, "My child, you are quite arrogant."

... What does this grandson call him?

Zhang Jin lost his voice for a moment, then jumped up from the bed in a rage: "Cheng Kuang, let's fight."

After speaking, he unzipped his coat, ready to do it for real, but at this moment, the door slammed.

Fang Peng waited for a long time, the bottom of the hot pot was boiled, and the meatballs were thrown away, but the two of them hadn't come down yet, so he had to do it himself.He knocked on the door and shouted: "Where are you? Come out! The hot pot is going to be overcooked! It's grinding, do you still want to eat?"

"Come on, what are you yelling about—" Zhang Jin wiped his nose with the back of his hand, dealt with Dapeng, turned his head to Cheng Kuang and said angrily: "The matter is not over yet, you wait to call brother."

Fang Peng didn't know that he had ruined Brother Pao's event. When the door opened, he saw Zhang Jin's unattractive expression and was very puzzled.

So the fat brother Fang Peng consciously acted as a peacemaker. Before eating hot pot, he poured a glass of wine for Zhang Jin and Cheng Kuang, clinked glasses happily and said, "Kuang'er, happy birthday, I wish you good luck in your studies." You have success, your future is bright, and you will be the number one in the college entrance examination this year!"

Cheng Kuang: "Thank you Brother Peng."

"..." Zhang Jin glanced at Dapeng's little boy's face, and said "Brother" so sadly, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

This wine is different from beer. Beer is bitter, but strong wine tastes sweet.Zhang Jin felt that it was not worthy of its name, and there was nothing interesting about it except the name.

While drinking the dull wine, he was thinking about settling accounts with Cheng Kuang.Zhang Jin was very absorbed in his thoughts, and the miscellaneous children crawled in and out under the table, eagerly begging for food from him, and he was about to bleed out, and he didn't have time to talk about it.

So Miscellaneous Maoer had no choice but to abandon its incompetent master and turn to Cheng Kuang to beg for food.

Cheng Kuang threw some sausages and ribs to it, and the miscellaneous halazi dripped down immediately, and he gnawed on the ground with relish, rolling his eyes while gnawing.

When Fang Peng was picking up the fat cow, he heard the sound of the miscellaneous hairs creaking and gnawing on the bones, and he said, "Oh, poor dog, Paoer has abused you, and the bones have been eaten. You, I'm still the same as you!" Brother Peng, go home, there is meat to eat every day..."

At this time, snowflakes were falling outside again, and the windows were hazy by frost, and the hot mist from the hot pot floated to the windows, which was also hazy and white.

Cheng Kuang looked away from Miscellaneous Maoer, turned his head and saw that Zhang Jin was still drinking, so he reached out and took the bottle away.

The two looked at each other in unison, and Zhang Jin raised his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"

Cheng Kuang said, "Drink and smoke you again."

Zhang Jin: "..." How unreasonable!

It's easy to do things when you drink enough, this grandson won't sleep and drink, it's the opposite of the sky!

Fang Peng listened, and then worriedly said: "The words are not rough, Kuang'er is right. Drinking alcohol hurts the stomach, and if you have a low degree, I won't take you to drink like this! Pao'er, your stomach is not good, brother Get you some rice."

Changing from "Brother Pao" to "Children" is really a shame, Zhang Jin made up his mind to make up for it from Cheng Kuang.While Fang Peng was serving his dinner, he reached into Cheng Kuang's pocket and pinched his waist through the thin clothes inside.

Cheng Kuang reacted quickly, cut off his back when he was retreating, and firmly clamped Zhang Jin's wrist.

Fang Peng didn't know the undercurrent under the table was turbulent. After eating and drinking, he looked at the white-capped land outside the window, and said with emotion like a little old man: "Auspicious snow heralds a good year."

In the quiet time, Brother Fatty was about to go back home, Zhang Jin had a thought, and chased after him and said, "Brother Peng, I'll see you off."

Fang Peng sneezed emotionally: "Don't give it away! It's so cold outside..."

Zhang Jin said, "It's okay, I'm just going out to do some shopping, so I'll drop by."

Before he left, he didn't forget to tell Miscellaneous Hair: "Shoutiangou, show me someone."

"Ow!"

Miscellaneous Maoer squatted next to Cheng Kuang and yelled, watching two figures, one tall and one short, walk into Ruixue, wagging his tail blankly.

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