How to Save a Failed Farm

"You are a waste," Ye Qun said with a picky expression, speechless, "The reason why you don't look so bad in this dress is entirely because of your pretty face and sexy figure." That khaki coat is worn by ordinary people. Must be a disaster.

"Thank you." Lance obviously only heard the second half of the sentence, and he scratched his head embarrassedly.

? ? ?Who among us can't understand English?Ye Qun wondered if he accidentally spoke Chinese just now.His eyes were wide open and he was dying of anger. Whether it was a mean sarcasm or an obvious provocation, it would fall into Lance's ears like cotton.He will also smirk at you, Ye Qun really doesn't know what this guy is up to all day long.

He didn't particularly mind Lance's old-fashioned attire, thanks to his unique appearance, his perfect bones were like a walking hanger, and he looked good even in a sack.But as Lance's boyfriend with excellent aesthetics, let me first declare that he doesn't look down on jeans and sweatpants. Ye Qun just thinks that an adult man should have at least a few decent casual clothes in his wardrobe. He has an obligation to save Lance's bad taste.

After graduating from microbiology, Ye Qun worked in a red wine estate, and climbed from research and development work to management level step by step. Among the young generation, he can be called an elite group.Years of being in a luxurious environment and dealing with the upper class has made him, like all men of this age and image-conscious, have his own ideas on dressing appropriately, maintaining a healthy diet, and going to the gym regularly to maintain his figure. Although now his muscles are gone.

"Take off your clothes." Ye Qun suddenly thought of something, reached out and patted Lance's abdominal muscles.

Lance was taken aback. "The sandwich is still here..." he whispered, a suspicious blush appearing on his cheeks.

"Please control your fantasies within the PG range, please?" Ye Qun rolled his eyes, thinking with his toes, he knew what he had misunderstood.Lance covered his collar in astonishment and remained motionless. He simply stripped Lance naked with his own hands, revealing his eight-pack firm and neat abdominal muscles. His pale skin looked like a plaster cast in the sun.

"Weird..." Ye Qun pressed on Lance's abdominal muscles, Lance held his breath with difficulty, tensed his body and let Ye Qun wipe a few more oils on his chest muscles, shrinking his shoulders like a molested by a hooligan girl from a good family.

We eat the same three meals a day, why is Lance able to maintain his figure while I gain weight? ? ?Ye Qun fell into deep thought, he punched the bed jealously, and asked sadly, "Are you secretly exercising behind my back every day?"

Lance looked at him like an innocent puppy, completely unaware of what he had done wrong.He picked up the pajamas that Ye Qun had ripped off, holding it in his hand, hesitating whether to put it on or not.

"Group..." Lance smiled flatteringly, and suddenly heard Ye Qun's stomach growl.

"Would you like to come downstairs for breakfast or eat it in bed?" Lance asked gently. "How about scrambled eggs and cheese toast rolls? Just bought fresh cheese."

Ye Qun pressed his belly in embarrassment, glanced at the time, it turned out that it was already eleven o'clock, no wonder he was hungry.But he still refused cruelly: "Don't eat, the calories are too high."

Langston understood at once. He shook his head in surprise and said, "You don't need to go on a diet, dear. You are not fat at all, and skipping breakfast is not good for your health."

"I didn't say I wouldn't eat it, just change to something lighter. Butter and cheese are the enemies of muscle, and too much fat is not good for health."

"Okay, how about banana pancakes?"

"No." Ye Qun critically refused.

"Asparagus and shrimp breakfast pancakes?"

"NO."

"French toast?"

"NO."

"Doughnuts?"

"NO."

"Milk corn flakes?" Lance asked tirelessly with a patient smile, revealing two childish canine teeth.

Ye Qun felt that they were like those silly couples now, which didn't fit his age and gender at all, but they were unusually warm.So he stopped embarrassing Lance and nodded reservedly.Lance kissed the corner of his lips and was about to put on his clothes and go downstairs to make breakfast, "Wait," Ye Qun called him.

He curled his lips, his eyes full of envy: "Have you always had such a good figure or is it because you moved to the farm?" Can doing farm work cultivate such a good figure?Ye Qun wondered suspiciously, "But isn't everything mechanized now?"

"I've been working out in New York, and running a farm isn't just farming," Lance said reassuringly, "you also have to weed, garden, dry the haystacks, prepare fodder, and tend to the fruit trees in the backyard. You see, it's very remote here, and you have to do everything yourself." He pointed to the ceiling, "Including painting the roof, installing water heaters, etc."

Ye Qun didn't bother to point out the fact that there were only two chickens on the farm, he ruthlessly said: "You are just like me these days, you didn't do anything, but I gained weight, you didn't."

"This..." Lance scratched his hair in embarrassment, and said in confusion, "Maybe it's because my metabolism is faster?"

Are you showing me that you are younger?Ye Qun snorted expressionlessly, and decided not to argue with Lance——Okay, brat, I remember you.

"Maybe you just move less." Lance said sincerely, encircling Ye Qun with one hand and pulling him closer to his arms, letting his back close to his breast, he gently kissed Ye Qun's hair Top, "We can do more exercise..."

Ye Qun slapped off Lance's hand that was trying to reach into his clothes, and looked at the door provocatively: "The sandwich is still there."

Sandwich shook his tail happily when he heard his name, and jumped into Ye Qun's embrace with his short legs.

Lance: "..."

He glared at Sandwich resentfully, and reluctantly buttoned his pajamas.Ye Qun put away his triumphant smile: "I guess there is no gym in the town?"

"No." Lance said with a indulgent smile, "but the farm is very big, we can set up one ourselves." He thought for a while and suggested, "Do you want to go hunting? During the slack season, everyone in the town likes to go to El Mount Passo."

"Hunting?" Ye Qun's eyes lit up.

"Yes." Lance looked at his expectant expression and raised the corners of his lips, "El Paso is an outdoor resort with lush vegetation and many kinds of animals, including deer, snakes, eagles, night owls, wolverines, hares, and pigeons etc."

"It sounds like they're all protected wild animals, aren't they breaking the law?" Ye Qun asked suspiciously.

"It's November and it's open turkey and deer hunting season, which is allowed by law," Lance explained.

"Do you use □□?"

"Most of the time, some veterans also use bows and arrows."

"Have you been there before?"

"When I was in high school, I followed Uncle Jack, the hunter in the town." Lance recalled his teenage years happily, "We hunted two deer, a wild boar, and a dozen hares and pheasants, and we camped on the mountain , just like in the movie, cut branches by the river to set up roasted game, and take the rest back to the orphanage in the town."

"You don't even dare to kill chickens." Ye Qun said suspiciously, "Do you really dare to hunt?"

"Hey," Lance shrugged helplessly, and argued, "I just have feelings for them. You know, they've been the only ones with me on the farm for so long."

Ye Qun let out a chuckle, and stopped embarrassing him: "When are we going?"

"Anytime, until the end of the hunting season," adds Lance. "It's also great to go camping or hiking in the mountains when the game is closed."

Ye Qun was aroused, and he had never had the chance to try hunting in China.This is the advantage of living in the country, fresh air, beautiful scenery, quiet environment and fresh vegetables and fruits. Maybe the life in the country is not as colorful as in the city, but it is not boring. Why bother every man has something in his heart? A farm dream, like no man can resist the temptation to hunt.

After that accidental misdiagnosis, Ye Qun's mentality changed a lot. He no longer insisted on pursuing career success, and preferred to enjoy peace rather than fame and fortune.Especially as a person who doesn't like nightclubs, Ye Qun likes the current life even more.

He watched Lance leave to make breakfast, and when he went downstairs after tidying up in the bathroom, Lance was putting scrambled eggs on a plate.A picture suddenly appeared in Ye Qun's mind. He approached quietly, put his arms around Lance's waist from behind, raised his head and whispered into his ear, "Did anyone tell you that you don't know anything?" Sexiest when you wear it?"

Ye Qun watched with satisfaction that Lance's ears were red to the tip, and he added embellishment: "Like now, if you don't wear anything—just wear a pair of trousers and scramble eggs in the kitchen," he licked his lips, " That's really spicy."

Lance tried his best to lower his voice and said seriously: "Don't make trouble, do you still want breakfast?"

"Don't you ever have such a fantasy?" Ye Qun raised his eyebrows and asked back, moving his fingers on Lance's chest, he bent his lips to show a sweet smile, and exhaled softly, "Which do you prefer, the car or the kitchen?" ?little boy."

Under his provocative gaze, Lance swallowed hard, grabbed his waist, and Ye Qun raised his face and offered his lips.Lance licked and rubbed his soft lips lightly, like an excited shell picker looking for a way to gently open a shell.Ye Qun's breathing became more and more rapid, he loosened his teeth obediently, and Lance's warm breath burst in immediately, the slight touch of the tip of his tongue sweeping across the palate made his heart itch like a soft brush was scratching.From the gentle probing at the beginning, it gradually evolved into aggressive possession. Ye Qun tried his best to control his breathing, and he felt that he was about to suffocate.

There seemed to be a fire burning in Lance's chest and abdomen. He had already thrown the milk egg into the sky. He put his hands through Ye Qun's legs to lift him up, but Ye Qun pushed him away at this moment. up.

"The scrambled eggs are getting cold." Ye Qun blinked and said slyly.

Lance looked at him in disbelief, as if what he said defied the laws of physics: "Are you serious?"

"It's really going to be cold." Ye Qun tapped the edge of the plate with a spoon and emphasized.

Lance blinked slowly a few times: "Group..." He yelled in grievance, his injured eyes looked like a big dog abandoned by its owner, but the force on his waist did not intend to let go at all .

Ye Qun unbuttoned his pajamas one by one, bent his eyes and kissed him: "You can reheat it, as I just said."