You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

"What?" Fu Huang looked inexplicably, looked at him sideways, and found that he was quite serious in asking, and didn't know what kind of flying vinegar this person was eating, Fu Huang didn't bother to talk to him, shook off his hand and went back into the room.

Chu Xiangtian was the last one, touched his chin, and felt that the young master might really like this tune, but he was embarrassed to say so.

For several days in a row, Fu Tian found out that a certain bandit's whereabouts were mysterious. After the Fu family closed the door to thank guests, there was no continuous stream of visitors to bother them. Chu Xiangtian was probably the most idle person in the entire Fu family.

In the past, when Fu Tian was busy, Chu Xiangtian would find a place next to Fu Tian to read a small story quietly when he had nothing to do. After Fu Tian finished his business, the two of them would go out for a stroll or have dinner together, but this For a few days, he suddenly disappeared.

When Fu Tian was busy, he didn't know where he went in a blink of an eye.

He was puzzled, but he was too embarrassed to ask. After all, Chu Xiangtian was such a big man that he couldn't stick to him all day long. If he asked, he would appear to be very small-minded, as if he would have to question someone when he couldn't see him for a while. .

This state continued until Fu Tian's birthday.

The fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month is Fu Tian's 17th birthday.

As soon as he opened his eyes in the morning, Fu Tian was pressed down by a certain man and kissed for a while. Chu Xiangtian pressed on top of him, and said meaningfully, "One year older."

Fu Tian was still a little sleepy, and he felt it was dangerous to be pressed by him, so he pushed him hard, and said in a low voice, "Get up and wash up."

But the man seemed to be very talkative today, so he kissed him again, then got up obediently, and put on his clothes.

Not long after tidying up, Li Qingnian and his group came to the door with gifts.

Although it is not a big deal for a small birthday, Li Qingnian and the others were invited to come over and have a great time.Fu Youqin personally cooked longevity noodles, while Fu Shuyue dug out the flower wine that had been buried a few years ago and gave them a drink.

Fu Tian finished a long piece of longevity noodles in one gulp. Li Qingnian and the others cheered and put the poured wine in front of him.

They are all young and energetic teenagers.The atmosphere between pushing and changing cups became more and more enthusiastic. Fu Tian was influenced by them, and unknowingly drank a lot, supported his head in a daze, and watched them making trouble with a smile.

Only Chu Xiangtian's expression remained the same, he wasn't half drunk, and after pouring down Li Qingnian, who was the only one who was still somewhat sober, he asked his servants to settle the drunks, and then carried the drunk young master back.

Fu Tian felt a little fluttering and hot, moving around in the man's arms like a baby bug, Chu Xiangtian hugged him tightly, and said helplessly, "Don't move."

The young master was not obedient at all when he was drunk, he stretched out his hand to grab his cheek, and asked ferociously, "Where's my gift?" Everyone else gave presents, only Chu Xiangtian didn't.

"Be good, don't move around, I'll take you to see it." Chu Xiangtian shook him, and instead of going back to the house, he went to the guest room in the east courtyard.

Chu Xiangtian used to live in the guest room in the east courtyard, but since he successfully climbed into the young master's bed, he never lived in it again.

Now it's just in time to come in handy.

After carrying the person in and placing him on the soft couch, Chu Xiangtian turned around and closed the door to cut off the cold air outside.

There was no light in the room, and the light was a little dim.Chu Xiangtian took out a torch and lit the candlesticks in the room one by one.

The floor-to-ceiling candlestick looks like a peach tree. There are vivid leaves and peach blossoms on the copper-cast branches, and the blooming peach blossom stamens are red candles. When the whole candlestick is lit, it seems to be lit. A tree of peach blossoms.

Drunk Fu Tian was awakened by the candlelight, opened his eyes vaguely, and saw the candlelight full of trees.Half propping up his body, Fu Tian slowly looked at the environment he was in.

This room, maybe it can't be called a "room" anymore, it's more like an indoor garden, where all flowers are filled as far as the eye can see, leaving only a meandering path for people to walk on, because of the cold weather, there With a thick blanket, even if you step on it with bare feet, you won't feel cold.

On the two ends of the blanket, one is Fu Tian's limp lying down, and the other is a wooden swing entwined with flowers.

Chu Xiangtian went to light another "peach tree". Fu Tian sat up, and suddenly a piece of slippery cloth was rubbed against his cheek. colorful ribbons.

There seemed to be words written on the ribbon. He grabbed one and tried to identify it by the dim candlelight, and found that it was a love poem.

"I would like to be lovebirds in the sky, and I would like to tie branches in the earth..."

The love poem was lingering and sentimental, so sour that he had goosebumps all over his body, and he was a little sober from the wine.He caught two more, and they all wrote love poems without exception.

The chaotic mind turned slowly, and Fu Tian's eyes fell on the man whose back was turned to him.

"what are these?"

"Gift, do you like it?" The man came over and squatted in front of him, the colored ribbons swayed slightly as he walked, which was actually not too ugly, but when he thought of the love poems written on it, Fu Tian felt a cool breeze The soles of the feet poured down the back of the head.

Fu Tian was silent, thinking that after all, it was the person's wish, and he still said he liked it against his will.

Chu Xiangtian showed such a look, and said in a low voice: "It's been prepared for a few days, as long as you like it, it's a pity that it's too cold outside. Otherwise, it would be better to put it in the garden."

Fu Tian: "..."

He was so shocked that he couldn't speak, he unconsciously grasped a ribbon, and asked a little stammeringly, "Ah, the poem above...was also written by you?"

"Well," Chu Xiangtian half-kneeled on the ground, the height just touching his forehead, "I don't know how to write poems... so I asked someone to find some well-written poems and copy them."

Fu Tian's heart softened, thinking of the scene of the man impatiently holding the brush and copying poems on the ribbon seriously, he felt that these messy arrangements became pleasing to the eye.

Chu Xiangtian touched his lips vaguely, and murmured, "I'll copy it for you every year from now on, okay?"

"..." Fu Tianruan's messy expression suddenly froze for a moment, and instead of agreeing to him immediately, he asked vaguely, "Why do you want to copy poems for me all of a sudden?"

Chu Xiangtian frowned, thinking about it, he was still a little unhappy, "I asked you last time."

The last time... Fu Tian recalled it for a while, and suddenly remembered a sentence he asked endlessly on the day he said goodbye to Zhou Chuanqing.

Fu Huang ignored him at the time, but he didn't expect this person to take him as his acquiescence.

Fu Tian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, as if he had eaten a sour fruit, his heart was sore.

"Why don't you ask me one more question?" Fu Tian took the initiative to wrap his arms around his neck, his bright black eyes reflected the candlelight, like a night sky full of stars.

Chu Xiangtian was fascinated by him, leaned up to kiss him, and asked vaguely, "What are you asking?"

"Ask me if I like you like this."

The lingering kiss stopped, Chu Xiangtian slowly pressed him on the soft couch, and asked kindly, "Then do you like me like this?"

Fu Tian's eyes were bright, he got up and pressed him down, sat on him by himself, and kissed him condescendingly, "I like it."

"Even if you don't know how to compose poems or write articles, you don't know how to behave like those sour literati, sometimes you are more fierce than bandits, I like it."

Chu Xiangtian suffocated for breath, pressed his back and pressed him down, instantly depriving him of his sanity.

Fu Tian lay on top of him, feeling his beating heart, and actively opened his lips to cooperate with his plunder.

The red light of the fireplace in the corner went off, and the warm heat rose into the air, and then spread to the surroundings, warming the whole room.

The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher, and the plants, which had been quiet all this time, finally couldn't hold back and started talking in a low voice.

"It's so hot, I'm about to suffocate to death."

"Why put us all together? My flowers are squashed."

Suddenly a childish voice interjected, "What are those two humans doing?"

"Mate." The flower that answered it obviously has seen the big world, and the little flower that asked the question was frightened when he opened his mouth. "Humans like to mate in front of us. I have seen it many times. , They thought I didn't know anything."

The immature voice stammered a bit, "Do people and human beings also want to plant seeds?"

"Humans say it's called giving birth." The mature flower corrected it.

"..."

Fu Tian, ​​who was in a daze, froze suddenly, grabbed his clothes tightly, and begged softly, "Don't, wait a minute..."

Chu Xiangtian was puzzled, thought he was shy, and coaxed him in a low voice: "This is medicine jade, put it in... well, it won't hurt in the future."

Fu Tian's face was flushed, and he shook his head vigorously. The whispers of the plants in his ears became louder and louder. He gritted his teeth and said in shame, "They will see."