The landlord is a subject

After Fangzheng got on the plane, he put on the blindfold and started to sleep. This is a habit he developed during the years of work. Zheng Jiaming thoughtfully asked the stewardess for a blanket, and covered him carefully. However, Fangzheng still didn't fall asleep. He pursed his lips and smiled, even through the blindfold, Zheng Jiaming still felt that he was blushing under Fang Zheng's gaze.

Really shouldn't, the ghost knows if he has opened his eyes!

After so many days of recuperation, Fangzheng's head and face injuries have almost healed, and the hair that was originally shaved has grown back a lot.Fangzheng still retains the habits he developed in the army. His body size is his normal state, but as a model, his hairstyle is also part of the job requirements, and he still has to keep it longer occasionally.Zheng Jiaming really likes Fang Zheng's short stubble hair, paired with his sharp-edged face, he looks like a northern man. This is an irresistible temptation for Zheng Jiaming, who is 100% small.

Zheng Jiaming, who didn't like to sleep much by nature, became a husband-stalking maniac. Anyway, he was sitting on the plane, surrounded by people he didn't know, and Fang Zheng was wearing a blindfold.Thinking of this, his gaze became even more unscrupulous, looking from head to toe, not even letting go of the shoes under Hanzo's seat.

How can it be so beautiful?Sure enough, people who are models are more temperamental?

Fangzheng slept soundly, completely unaware of being watched or raped.

(Jiajia: It’s too much to say so, how can it be as exaggerated as rape?)

From a distance, I saw Li Zhi jumping up and down like a monkey. I was afraid that others would not know that he was here to pick up the plane. However, why was the sign he was holding so much bigger than others, and his movements were so large and exaggerated, and he said He kept yelling "Hey, here, here", which made many people stare at him in disgust.Fangzheng decisively pulled Zheng Jiaming away, not willing to let others know that they knew the ancestral monkey king.

Li Zhicheng was driving the car, nagging all the way, asking this and that, unable to hide his inner gossip.From his point of view, Fang Zheng spent the New Year at Zheng Jiaming's house, and Fang Zheng's father and younger brother had also met Zheng Jiaming. The two of them were justified, and in ancient times, they were considered engaged.Therefore, Zheng Jiaming is regarded as "one of his own", probably a younger sibling or something, um, that's right.

Li Zhicheng helped Zheng Jiaming carry the big and small bags into the house. The house hadn’t been lived in for a few months, so there was inevitably dust. Seeing that Li Zhicheng was so helpful, Zheng Jiaming was very unhappy, so he proposed to go out for dinner, and took some from home by the way. Let Li Zhicheng take the food back to eat.

"Wow, Anhui specialty!"

"My mother made it herself, and it's not a specialty."

"That's also a special product, a Hefei folk specialty!"

"I don't know if you will like it. You can take it home and taste it. If you find it delicious, come and get it. There are many."

"Yeah!"

Zheng Jiaming knew that Li Zhicheng was a very good person, except that he was a little too talkative, a little out of character, and a little thick-skinned, but there were actually no shortcomings.As Fangzheng's working partner and friend, Li Zhicheng is honored to be included in Zheng Jiaming's list of "people who should get close to people in moderation".

Fangzheng was just recovering from a serious injury, Zheng Jiaming didn't dare to let him eat spicy food no matter what, so he changed the hot pot into a private dish, and specially found the one with soup.Fangzheng's taste in food has always been serious, let alone the collective cafeteria in the army. He was not easy to say anything in Zheng Jiaming's house in those days, but now that he returned to the Northeast, he immediately became unhappy.

"You can bear it for a few more days, and you don't need to be taboo when you are completely cured."

Zheng Jiaming was discussing in a low voice while filling Fangzheng with soup, and Li Zhicheng sat opposite with goosebumps all over his body.

"Dafang, why didn't I find you so delicate before? Huh? It's different when you have a partner?"

"Yeah, single dogs won't understand."

Fangzheng had no pressure to hit people, and enjoyed Zheng Jiaming's thoughtfulness with peace of mind, turning a blind eye to Li Zhicheng's blank eyes.

Back at the small villa on the second floor, Zheng Jiaming started cleaning without saying a word. Fangzheng was not allowed to go to the room to suck ashes, so he had to sit on the sofa and watch TV, so bored that he was bubbling.Zheng Jiaming saw that it was getting late, so he hurriedly cleaned the bedroom, leaving the rest for tomorrow.

"Want to take a bath?"

"want."

Once a stranger and twice acquainted, now Zheng Jiaming has no psychological burden to bathe Fangzheng, and he won't be excited like a kid anymore.Fangzheng was sitting on a small stool, and Zheng Jiaming was sitting in front of him, scrubbing him carefully, and looking up at him from time to time. It was this casual gaze that somehow touched Fangzheng. The feeling of being wholeheartedly treated.

The intact right hand stretched out uncontrollably, Zheng Jiaming's chin was lifted by Fangzheng, with inexplicable doubts on his face, and then his mouth was covered.The bath flower in his hand was clenched tighter and tighter, and the foam flowed all the way along the high-rolled arms of the sleeves, and fell drop by drop onto the tiled bathroom floor.

Withdrew slightly, forehead against forehead, as if reminiscing.Zheng Jiaming took a long breath, thinking that the work was done, but unexpectedly his mouth was held again, after tossing and turning for a while, Fangzheng's tongue opened his teeth, bit by bit, slowly and softly but irresistibly.

With a soft "click", the bath flower fell to the ground, and the bubbles spread along the water film, gradually covering the entire tile, the bubbles burst one by one, and new ones were constantly produced, accompanied by a slight smacking sound, For a long time.

Zheng Jiaming was so dazed by the kiss, he didn't care that Fangzheng's left hand was injured, he just knew that he needed to grab something urgently, otherwise he might be floating up in the next second.

Fangzheng had a great time kissing, and when he opened his eyes, Zheng Jiaming was already dizzy, as if he had been steamed in a sauna room, his blushing was unreasonable, his breathing was unreasonable, and his head seemed to be emitting fairy air , will be cooked soon.

"Ha ha……"

Zheng Jiaming glared at the smiling Fangzheng, stood up, took the Yuba and started charging at Fang Dazi.Fangzheng was very cooperative, raising his arms and legs from time to time, he couldn't enjoy it more.

After Fangzheng was finally cleaned, Zheng Jiaming began to organize himself.

"do you need my help?"

"You are welcome!"

Zheng Jiaming closed the bathroom door without hesitation, and Fangzheng's smile came from outside again, the kind that totally owed a lesson.After being with Zheng Jiaming, Fangzheng laughed more and more. This is the power of love!

There is no reason for couples who are in love to sleep in separate rooms, not to mention that Fang Zheng's legs and feet are not very convenient. Zheng Jiaming consciously asked Fang Zheng to sleep with him on the first floor.Speaking of which, after Fangzheng moved in, he didn't go to the second floor much.In addition to the original basic furniture, there are some small fitness equipment in Fangzheng's room. The walls are clean, there are no inexplicable posters and photos posted, and the bookshelves are not full, except for some military magazines, which are fashion. Work needs, in fact, Fangzheng is not interested in so-called fashion, mostly relying on the wonderful Li Zhicheng to get to where he is today.

Fangzheng leaned on Zheng Jiaming's bedside and looked at Zheng Jiaming wandering in the room, and couldn't help laughing again.

"what happened?"

Zheng Jiaming was flipping through a fashion magazine, which he took down from upstairs when he was cleaning the room. On the cover was a first-line male model with a superb figure.Fangzheng patted the bed and signaled Zheng Jiaming to come up. Zheng Jiaming was as good as he was, took off his shoes and sat on it.Fangzheng turned to look at it, the magazine was from last year.

"Do you like it?"

"There is nothing I like or dislike. I usually don't pay attention to these things."

"It's okay to like it, just look at me later."

Zheng Jiaming snorted and said with a smile, "You have such a big face!" Fangzheng leaned over and tried to kiss him, but Zheng Jiaming blocked him.

"I'm going to bed, and I have to get up and clean the house tomorrow." Zheng Jiaming put the magazine away on the bedside, and turned off the light with a "snap".

"Okay then, sleep, good night."

"Good night."

It feels good to hug and sleep.

Fangzheng was lying flat, and Zheng Jiaming was half-embraced in his arms on his side. The posture of being completely occupied was also a posture of being completely contained and protected, full of a sense of security.There is a gentle and strong heartbeat in my ears, "plopping", that is the best lullaby, and it is destined to have a good night's dream.

Zheng Jiaming feels that he has achieved happiness, and the life he wants now is what he wants: having a regular job, having someone he likes, reconciling with his family, what else do he need?It's enough, I have nothing to ask for in life, I just hope that the people I care about can be safe and healthy.

That's enough.