Abandoned house and technical house

After hearing the whole story, Fei Jiajun remained silent and smoked three cigarettes in a row.

Zhai Luyu looked flustered, and when he was about to take the fourth cigarette, he snatched the cigarette case, grabbed his shoulder, and explained: "It's not that I don't believe you, I just... I don't want to put you under too much pressure."

"Lulu," Fei Jiajun said, his voice a little bit astringent, "I'm your boyfriend. Is there anything we shouldn't take care of together?"

Zhai Luyu's eyes were a little red, "I don't want you to feel bad."

She also didn't want Fei Jiajun to feel sorry for him and felt guilty, so she was with him.

"You fucking idiot."

Fei Jiajun looked into his eyes, and cursed out these words very seriously.

"Jiajun." Zhai Luyu blinked his eyes, as if he was about to cry.

"Don't cry." Fei Jiajun hugged him, sighed, and said, "Go and book tickets, my mother and they will leave on the third day of the new year, and we will go to your house later."

"It's fine if I go alone." Zhai Luyu said, "I'm afraid my dad will beat you."

"Let him hit you." Fei Jiajun felt a little irritable, and shouted angrily, "Can he still beat me to death?"

Zhai Luyu thought: It's possible, my dad was a soldier before.

"Anyway, I'm with you. I can't let you go alone." Fei Jiajun made up his mind to settle this matter.

Fei Jiajun was so concerned about this matter tonight that he didn't talk a lot.

Zhai Luyu was a little flustered, but Fei Jiajun had become more cheerful and talked more in the past few months, especially when the two of them were alone in private, they would kiss and hug each other, and they were actually quite flirtatious.

Suddenly, he was a little scared.

"Jiajun." Zhai Luyu hugged him and put his wrist around his waist, "Don't be unhappy."

Fei Jiajun lay with his back facing him, and patted the back of his hand: "Relax, it's hot."

"It's winter now." Zhai Luyu hugged him even tighter, leaned over and kissed him on the neck a little flatteringly.

"Don't make trouble." Fei Jiajun rubbed forward, "It will leave a mark."

"Okay." Zhai Luyu stroked his waist a few times, and said in a hoarse voice, "Then don't be angry, give me a hug, okay?"

"Okay, okay..." Fei Jiajun had nothing to do with him, chuckled lightly, and turned over rustlingly.

As soon as he turned around, he was suppressed by Zhai Luyu, and the rest of his words were blocked in his throat. He groaned a few times to protest, but Zhai Luyu kissed him more vigorously. Fei Jiajun sighed in his heart, and put his arms around his neck responded.

"Don't move around." Zhai Luyu's hand started to slip to other places, but Fei Jiajun slapped it away.

"Well... I think..." Zhai Luyu rubbed his chin against his neck, coquettishly.

"No." Fei Jiajun pushed the person away, rolled the quilt to the side by himself, "I'm not in the mood."

Zhai Luyu hit a wall and licked his lips for a while, at a loss, he could only pull the quilt and said: "If you don't do it, you don't do it, I will share the quilt."

Fei Jiajun ignored him.

"Jiajun, I'm cold." Zhai Luyu hugged his arms miserably, thinking that the winter in Shanghai is really cold, even turning on the air conditioner doesn't help.

Fei Jiajun just threw over a corner of the quilt, and rubbed against the bed again.

"Don't worry, what should I do if I fall?" Zhai Luyu stretched out his arms to retrieve him, hugged him and said with a smile, "Go to sleep, I won't do anything else."

Hearing this, Fei Jiajun froze for a moment, then suddenly turned around and hugged him back and forth.

"What's wrong?" Zhai Luyu was a little confused, so he hugged him tighter and asked.

Fei Jiajun was also thinking about how he should explain it to him.He was disturbed by this incident, and he was in a bad mood.However, Zhai Luyu's incident happened because of him, and he didn't know it until now, so he couldn't do anything.

Between the irritability, there was a strong sense of powerlessness and guilt.

The words turned around and turned around, but he swallowed them all back. He felt that it was too hypocritical to say it, and finally thought for a while, and kissed Zhai Luyu's lips, and whispered: "Lulu, I love you."

When Zhai Luyu heard this, he laughed so hard that he could hardly see his eyes, but unfortunately Fei Jiajun couldn't see it now that the lights were turned off, he could only feel his wet lips moving on his cheeks, and murmured: "I love you too."

"Then today can you..." Zhai Luyu's kisses became more and more detailed, and the little thoughts that had just languished emerged again.

"No." Fei Jiajun kicked him between the legs.

"Hmm..." Zhai Luyu's eyes were blurred with tears for a moment, he hugged Fei Jiajun aggrievedly, and bit him hard on the neck. Then he felt better and fell asleep holding him.

This is Fei Jiajun's second trip to the north.

In the past, he always said that when he arrived in Beijing, he had to go to the famous stadium first, and then eat a hot pot of the same style as the animation.

Really arrived, but no interest in playing.

"Have you told your parents?" Fei Jiajun wrapped himself into a rice dumpling, wrapped his scarf several times, almost covering his face, and stood in the snow with difficulty exhaling white mist, "Still Why is Beijing so cold."

"Because this is the north." Zhai Luyu grabbed his hand and stuffed it into his pocket, and said, "It will be fine when you enter the house, there is heating."

Fei Jiajun thought about the last time he was in the Northeast, he felt much more comfortable when he entered the house, and suddenly felt a little dissatisfied: "Why is there no heating in Shanghai?"

Zhai Luyu chuckled and said, "You can hide behind me in a while."

"No." Fei Jiajun shook his hand and said, "Do your parents know you're home?"

"Well, let's give them a surprise."

Zhai Luyu was afraid that his parents would embarrass Fei Jiajun.

Fei Jiajun thought to himself: It's a surprise if you go home alone, but it's a shock if you bring me with you.

Both of them were mentally prepared and felt that they would be kicked out, so they rang the doorbell empty-handed.

It was Zhai Luyu's mother He Zhenzhen who came to open the door. When she saw Zhai Luyu, she was happy at first, but her eyes turned to Fei Jiajun, which became complicated again.

"Who's here?"

"Ah, it's my son and..." He Zhenzhen looked at Fei Jiajun and was at a loss for words.

Fei Jiajun hurriedly said hello: "Hello, Auntie, I'm Fei Jiajun."

While speaking, Zhai Luyu's father, Zhai Wei, had already walked out.

Zhai Luyu subconsciously shielded Fei Jiajun from behind.

"His father, it's the son and the tip." He Zhenzhen was also nervous, for fear that the father and son would fight.

Zhai Wei looked past Zhai Luyu, looked Fei Jiajun up and down, finally settled on Zhai Luyu's hand protecting him, said "tsk", and said, "Come in."

Half a year has passed, and Zhai Wei is not as angry as before, looking at the boyfriend brought back by his son, he is a little more curious.

He felt that the two men couldn't get married, and they had enough fun in a few years, so they still had to take care of themselves.

Besides, he didn't like the boy he brought back, he was too polite and spoke slowly.Men should be more relaxed.

If only she was a polite girl.

But it happened that his son was holding people in his hands, with "Jia Jun" on the left and "Jia Jun" on the right, it was very crooked.

It seems that I love him badly.

Zhai Wei couldn't help but "tsk" again, held up the liquor and said, "Tip, right? Come, let's have a drink with uncle."

Zhai Luyu was about to stop him just now, but Fei Jiajun stopped him with a look.

"Yes, I should toast uncle." Fei Jiajun held the glass, took a deep breath, and drank it down.

"Jiajun." Zhai Luyu supported his wrist, extremely nervous.

"Why are you nervous?" Zhai Wei didn't take it seriously, and suddenly got stuck in the middle of the sentence, "Just a glass of... wine."

The liquor tasted spicy, Fei Jiajun covered his mouth and coughed twice, his head shook, his exposed skin turned red, and he fell down on the table with a "slap".

Zhai Luyu put down his chopsticks and said, "He can't drink. I'll take him back first."

"Where are you going?" Zhai Wei became even more dissatisfied, "Isn't this your home?"

Zhai Luyu looked at Fei Jiajun without saying a word.

"What are you doing? Can I beat him to death?" Zhai Wei snorted, "Look at your talent."

He Zhenzhen hurriedly made a rescue and said, "Let him go to your room to sleep for a while, Mom will clean it up for you every day."

Zhai Luyu nodded, and carried Fei Jiajun into the house.Zhai Wei followed behind, watching his son gently cover the boy with a quilt, rub his hair, his eyes melted on him like water.

"Are you finally willing to go home?" Zhai Wei asked after his son came out.

"He asked me to come back." Zhai Luyu gently closed the door and replied.

"I don't know how to bring something when I come to see my parents, and I'm too naive."

"I won't let him take it." Zhai Luyu replied.

Zhai Wei couldn't find anything to say for a while, so he paused for a while and said, "I like him that much?"

"Ah."

"Are you going to live the rest of your life?"

"Correct."

Zhai Wei looked at him for a long time, and finally asked a question: "Is he treating you well?"

Zhai Luyu smiled and said, "It's very good."

Zhai Wei raised his hand, Zhai Luyu wanted to hide, but found that his father just patted him on the shoulder: "That's good."

the next morning.

"Ouch." Fei Jiajun got up with his head in his hands, only feeling a headache and feeling heavy, as if something heavy was on his body.

The heating was turned on in the room in the north, and the temperature was over 20 degrees. He had already changed into clean thin pajamas.

He opened his eyes and saw that a thigh in striped pajamas was straddling his waist, Zhai Luyu's hairy head rubbed against his neck, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he murmured: "Sleep a little longer..."

Fei Jiajun smiled and turned his head to kiss him, and called softly, "Lulu."

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