Rarely fascinated

Fang Zhiyuan squatted behind the tree and listened for a while before leaving. Now he doesn't care about the "housework" of the Fang family at all. If the Fang family didn't have Fang Zhihuan, the eldest son, he probably wouldn't leave with such peace of mind. At least he would be in Fang When the elders of the family can't take care of the company, they help them take care of it.But now because of Fang Zhihuan's existence, he doesn't have to meddle so much. What Fang Zhihuan has done to him is enough to disgust him for the rest of his life. He doesn't even want to think of the word "Fang Zhihuan", let alone get along with him day and night. up.

It has been almost two hours since Fang Zhiyuan bought something and came out of his father's ward. Wen Cuan has been listening to extremely beautiful piano music for these two hours, from "Castle in the Sky" and "Starry Sky" to "To "Alice" and "Croatian Rhapsody" are playing endlessly in an endless loop...Compared to the disastrous record that he just downloaded and couldn't even step on 200 yuan, now he can step on more than 700 yuan. Wen Cun feels that his hand may be broken tomorrow. cramp.

Fang Zhiyuan was shocked when he opened the door and heard the sound of the piano. He put the fruit in his hand on the table and asked uncertainly, "You have been playing since I left?"

Wen Cun was trying to set a new record, wrinkling his head and concentrating very much. When he heard Fang Zhiyuan's words in his left ear, his right ear went out, without going through his brain at all, let alone paying attention to him.His fingers moved quickly on the screen, and he couldn't tell whether he clicked once or twice, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, Fang Zhiyuan stared at his thumb for a while, feeling that the speed had already appeared phantom.

At least 1 minute has passed, or maybe not 1 minute, anyway Fang Zhiyuan is not sure how long it has passed, he just looked at Wen Cun's fingers, his arms, shoulders, side face, hair, and felt that he had seen Not necessarily for a year.

A loud "Oh fuck!" brought Fang Zhiyuan's thoughts back to reality, Wen Cun sat on the bed and pulled his hair frantically, "It's only two points away, so angry!"

Fang Zhiyuan stood silently, Wen Cun felt as if there was someone standing beside him, so he turned his head to look, and said in surprise, "Are you back?"

"Yes." Fang Zhiyuan sighed lightly, "I also said something, but unfortunately you didn't hear it."

"Ah?" Wen Cun's expression was very blank, obviously he didn't remember anything, "What did you say?"

"A sentence that shakes the world and weeps ghosts and gods." Fang Zhiyuan glanced at him, "It's a pity that no one heard it."

"I was wrong..." Wen Cun put down the phone guiltily, and locked the screen. He looked up at Fang Zhiyuan with very sincere eyes, "Say it again."

"No." Fang Zhiyuan refused very simply. He took out dragon fruit, mango and oranges from the bag, and put them on the fruit plate beside the warm bed, "What do you want to eat...."

Fang Zhiyuan still didn't say the word "take it by yourself", but Wen Cun interjected very quickly, "Tell you what you want to eat, and you peel it for me."

Fang Zhiyuan smiled directly, "You are so beautiful."

Wen Cun stuffed the dragon fruit to Fang Zhiyuan, and looked at him eagerly, with bright eyes.

Comrade Wen Cun has behaved like this. Fang Zhiyuan definitely can't let him peel it off by himself. After all, he is Wen Cun's "little boyfriend" and a 24-hour nanny in and out of bed.He pulled over a bench and lowered his head to break off the skin of the dragon fruit one by one, revealing the half-purple and half-white flesh, staring at Fang Zhiyuan's hand tenderly, and swallowed.

"Oh no, what did you just say?" Wen Cun suddenly remembered that he was really curious, it was a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, if Fang Zhiyuan didn't tell him, he would think about it for a day... one moon...

Fang Zhiyuan deliberately whetted his appetite, and didn't tell him why, seeing Wen Cun remembering scratching his ears and cheeks, he hooked his lips, telling you to ignore me while playing games.

"Eat."

Fang Zhiyuan broke the skin of the dragon fruit into a particularly beautiful shape and scattered it on the bottom, which looked very aesthetic. He took Wen Wen's hand, passed the things over, and then turned his head to look out the window as if nothing had happened.He was considering whether to tell Wen Cun what he saw Dong Xiaoyue today. He was afraid that Wen Cun would be in a bad mood when he heard Dong Xiaoyue's name, but he felt that it would be...not good if he didn't tell him.

"Brother Yuan, please tell me what you just said." Wen Cun grabbed Fang Zhiyuan's hand and kissed him on the edge of his mouth. He kissed him with the dragon fruit juice, and he moved his body towards Fang Zhiyuan. , with a very sincere tone, "I really want to know."

Fang Zhiyuan pulled out his hand violently and wiped it with a tissue. He looked at Wen Cun with disgust, "You gnawed all over your mouth, don't kiss me."

"I actually despise me?" Wen Cun felt aggrieved all of a sudden.

"No. Next time I'll put something else on you, and you'll know how it feels." Fang Zhiyuan quickly glanced at a certain part of Wen Cun's body.

"...Smelly rascal!" Wen Cun said while staring at him.

"Let me tell you something." After much deliberation, Fang Zhiyuan still thought it would be better to tell Wen Cun. He didn't need to hide anything from Wen Cun. "I saw a person when I went down just now. I guess you can't guess it."

Wen Cun bit his lip and thought for a while, then asked uncertainly, "Dong Xiaoyue?"

"How do you know?" Fang Zhiyuan was a little surprised.

"The two of us don't know many people." Wen Cun counted with his fingers, "Except for those at school, my parents, your parents, and who else, only Dong Xiaoyue is left." I don't really want to mention my name.

"En." Fang Zhiyuan nodded, "That's him, but he's here to find... that so-and-so."

"A rotten pot matches a rotten egg, and any kind of person will tie up with any kind of person." Wen Cun wiped his mouth, "I can almost guess that it's him by looking at your expression."

Fang Zhiyuan was amused by the "broken pot with rotten lid" amused for a while, and he said with a smile, "Where did you learn these words, it's quite easy to read .”

"Inspiration." Wen Cun said concisely.

"Then you are fat." Fang Zhiyuan looked Wen Cun up and down, "But you seem to be really fat."

"Hey, can you stop being so annoying." Just as Wen Cun swallowed a mouthful of dragon fruit, he said angrily, "I told you that my muscles are called muscles! Do you know what muscles are? Just like Dong Xiaoyue I can stuff him in the washing machine with one hand and give him a super long Thomas spinner, believe it or not!"

"Oh." Fang Zhiyuan nodded indifferently, "I almost believed it."

"...No fate, goodbye, old iron today...fuck-what are you doing!"

Fang Zhiyuan hugged Wen Cun before he could finish his words. He was so frightened that he quickly hid the dragon fruit in his arms. Fang Zhiyuan touched Wen Cun's stomach from behind, and then pinched the thin layer of flesh there, " I've never touched such a soft muscle, just like you."

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Not like me!It's very pure!There is no rush!

I went crazy when I was typing today. If I get caught in a black house in the future, I can only go to the group or...w-ei-neck.