Tibetan Mastiff

Fu Yanghe can be regarded as a person who has received many honors, but he was not as excited as he was when he was hung a gold medal around his neck.

Banjue Gonpo did not get off his horse. According to the custom, the winner had to ride around the arena to receive congratulations from the crowd.Fu Yanghe touched the khata hanging around his neck, and felt that the khata was extremely precious.

The last time I went to Banjue’s house, he went back and put away the khata given to him by the old lady Banjue. I don’t know if Banjue Gonpo will take this khata back. If he doesn’t want to go back, he must treasure it when he goes back. It's so meaningful, I just witnessed the heroic appearance of Banjue Gonpo on the field!

Xiao Tang found that in the following time, when Fu Yanghe looked at Banjue Gonpo, his eyes lit up.

"I used to think that although he is calm, he can be regarded as promising to participate in such a big project at a young age, but in my heart, he is just a well-behaved rich second generation. Today I suddenly feel that he is very powerful!"

Xiao Tang said: "No matter how powerful he is, he is not as powerful as you. You can be regarded as having seen the world, so why are you acting like a fanboy in front of him!"

Fu Yanghe blushed, and said, "What fanboy, fuck you."

"Do you think Mr. Ban is heroic and unrestrained, very masculine!"

Fu Yanghe said: "I think he is very good at riding horses, and he is also very good at archery!"

"Then he is also very handsome, rich, young, and has a great figure." Xiao Tang said, "A superb man."

When Fu Yanghe heard this, he sighed.

"Hey, look at Sister Yang Jin," Xiao Tang said, "she looks so beautiful."

Fu Yanghe looked along and saw Yang Jin standing at the finish line, talking to a young Kham guy.

The young man was dark, but his appearance was extremely handsome, and his figure was also tall and straight. He was more than 1.8 meters tall, and he was born lean and thin.He saw the horse behind him and recognized it. It was the young man who had just fallen off the horse.

This young man looked very young, and he had been rebellious in the arena just now, but now he looked at Yang Jin with shy eyes.Young and energetic boys are also shy when they see beautiful women.

Looking at the situation of the competition just now, this young man will probably be able to secure the championship next year. Even if he falls off his horse, he will still come in second.

There are many people in the competition, but only the top thirteen have rankings and rewards.

Gay guys are very sensitive to the number 13.Xiao Tang asked: "Why is it in the top 130? I shed [-] tears when I heard this rule!"

Fu Yanghe wondered why he chose such a bouncy little gay guy as his assistant.

Meng Tao said: "This also has an allusion. According to legend, when Princess Wencheng entered Tibet, Songtsen Gampo held a large-scale celebration to celebrate the marriage between Han and Tibet. One of them was horse racing, but Songtsen Gampo had to No.13. Because of Songtsan Gampo, celebrity effect, Tibetans think thirteen is a very auspicious number. So No.13 is even more gratifying than twelve. There is a saying in literature and history records that when a prince can ride a horse, his father will die and return to the heaven. The age of 13 has always been considered as the age for a Tibetan prince to mature in equestrianism. Six or eight are the same."

Xiao Tang flattered him and said, "You know a lot about Tibetan culture."

Meng Tao smiled and said, "I'm also half Tibetan, so of course I also learn from my ancestors' culture."

When Banjue Gonpo came back, someone had already led his horse out.Banjue Gonpo gave the prize to the old lady Banjue and said, "I'll have a meal with them."

"Go." The old lady Ban Jue was very happy, "Have fun."

Banjue Gonpo came over again and said to Fu Yanghe and the others: "Teacher Fu, I'm going."

Fu Yanghe smiled and said: "Go, go, I just forgot to congratulate you."

He was about to take off the khata around his neck and give it to him, but Banjue Gonpo froze for a moment and said, "It's for you."

Fu Yanghe immediately put it on his neck again, and said unceremoniously, "Thank you."

Banjue Gonpo went to the racers' party.Fu Yanghe and the others had lunch with Ban Jue's family, and they were going back to take a nap.Meng Tao pulled him back and said, "Mr. Fu, please stay a little longer."

Fu Yanghe froze for a moment, then heard Meng Tao say: "Otherwise, when Banjue comes back, I'll be here alone, how embarrassing."

Oops, such a bold girl is actually embarrassed.Fu Yanghe said: "I'm really sleepy, I want to go back and sleep for a while."

"OK then……"

Fu Yanghe let out a sigh of relief, and took Xiao Tang and the others back to the hotel.Seeing Zhao Xiaojun listless on the way, he asked, "Why, didn't you sleep well when you got back?"

"He didn't sleep," Xiao Yang said, "he's practicing dancing at the hotel."

Zhao Xiaojun blushed and said, "I can't sleep."

"Don't be too tired." Fu Yanghe said and put his shoulders on his shoulders, "Have a good time today, go back to the dance studio and get dressed, you go to practice inside."

Zhao Xiaojun nodded.

Today was really exhausting. After returning home, Fu Yanghe put away the khata that Banjue Gonpo had given him, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.After taking a bath, I felt a lot better, and I fell asleep on the bed.

After falling asleep, I had a dream.

In the dream, he was still asleep on the bed, but Banjue Gonpo came in for some reason. After drinking, Banjue Gonpo was drunk and had a bit of aggressive eyes. He sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the two balls on his buttocks. Meat look.

As a gay man, Fu Yanghe has specially exercised certain parts of his body. Men at his age are most afraid of being fat. Fortunately, he is not prone to obesity. Although he has not deliberately controlled his diet, he is still in good shape. His butt He was very satisfied and felt that one day he fell in love and would become a big killer.

When he woke up from his sleep, he saw Banjue Gonpo sitting on the edge of the bed looking at him.

Dreams were illogical, and the next moment the scene was changed. In the dream, his neck was sunburned, and Banjue Gonpo applied medicine to him.

Banjue Gonpo's slender fingers were covered with thin calluses, gently rubbing his neck.The smell of the ointment is a faint fragrance, which confuses his mind.

Then Fu Yanghe woke up with a thin layer of sweat, his neck was damp, and the place covered by the quilt was also damp. He sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt, and the heat from his body dissipated in the room .But the dream is so real, active in his mind.

He got out of bed and walked to the window, opened the window, and let the wind blow in for a while, feeling ashamed that the dream monster he just had was embarrassing.

He thought that Banjue Gonpo on the horse was so energetic that it disturbed his heart.