Rarely fascinated

"Don't fucking think about impossible things all day long." Fang Zhihuan couldn't adapt to the sudden change in Fei Luo's attitude. He is not a person who takes soft and hard, he doesn't take hard and soft, but compared with hard, He's still a bit softer, and now Fei Luo doesn't know which muscle is wrong, but he has come to follow the affectionate routine with him?

Thinking of Fei Luo's affectionate and deep eyes, whether they were intentional or not, Fang Zhihuan felt his scalp go numb and goosebumps all over his body.

Fei Luo didn't expect to have anything good to say from Fang Zhihuan's mouth, he drooped his eyelashes, and then changed the subject, "When do you plan to go back with me?"

"Didn't you say half a month?" Fang Zhihuan's voice suddenly turned cold.

"I'm not urging you." Fei Luo explained softly, "I know you have always been very trustworthy, I just think it's a pity if you don't go out for a walk since you come here once."

Fang Zhihuan didn't know what was wrong with him, anyway, he felt uncomfortable when Fei Luo talked to him so softly and affectionately, and he felt uncomfortable all over, so he said roughly, "Fei Luo, can you speak more normally? Son? Who pretended to be so gentle and disgusting on purpose?"

After hearing this, Fei Luo smiled slightly, "Fang Zhihuan, what's wrong with you? Say I treat you badly when I treat you badly, but you don't want to treat you better, what do you want me to do?"

Fang Zhihuan didn’t speak, probably because he had a preconceived feeling about Fei Luo’s temper and style, and he couldn’t get used to this kind of Fei Luo, or——only Fei Luo couldn’t adapt to him, and it doesn’t matter if it’s someone else .

Fei Luo waited for a while but didn't hear Fang Zhihuan's reply. He thought about it seriously, "This place is so close to the sea, why don't we go play on the sea tomorrow?"

"..Did your fever go away?"

Thinking of this, Fei Luo showed a helpless smile on his face, "You covered me with such a thick quilt, it's good that I didn't die from the heat."

"Why didn't you die from the heat?" Fang Zhihuan said in a low voice.

Fei Luo asked again, "Are you going to Shanghai tomorrow?"

Fang Zhihuan asked rhetorically, "Do I have the right to say no?"

Fei Luo didn't speak, he knew very well that once he said something, Fang Zhihuan would reject him without hesitation in the fastest time.

"Come and pick me up tomorrow." Fei Luo said calmly, "My mobile phone got caught in the rain, and it won't work after it automatically shuts off. Bring me a new one."

Fang Zhihuan seemed to be snorting coldly, he couldn't hear clearly on the phone, "Got it."

Fang Zhihuan is a very punctual person, even if the other party is someone he hates so much.The next day, when Fei Luo just opened his eyes and got up from the bed to wash up, he heard a knock on the door.With messy hair and a toothbrush in his mouth, he opened the door with some doubts.He thought it was the staff of the hotel, but he didn't expect that Fang Zhihuan, who was neatly dressed and meticulous, was standing in front of him.

Fang Zhihuan looked at Fei Luo, who was wearing a nightgown, obviously not awake, with most of his chest exposed, and frowned in obvious displeasure.

"...I didn't expect you to come so early." Fei Luo raised his hand and rubbed his hair to make him look less messy. He was rarely embarrassed, "I just woke up."

Fang Zhihuan remained silent with a cold face. He stared at Fei Luo for a while, and then slammed the door shut from the outside. Fei Luo's tall nose felt a shock from the air...

Fei Luo raised his hand and touched his nose, then opened the door awkwardly, "Come in first, I'll be fine in a while."

Fang Zhihuan stood at the door without any thought of moving his legs. Fei Luo stretched out his long arms and pulled him in. Then he quickly washed and changed his clothes. In less than 5 minutes, a refreshed and energetic Fei Luo stood by Fang Zhihuan. in front of.Sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, Fang Zhihuan gave him a cold sideways glance, wearing human skin still looks like a human being.

Fei Luo smiled wryly at Fang Zhihuan's eyes, and he shook his head and said, "Can you stop looking at me like... the air every time?" In fact, he wanted to say something else Things, but those are not good things, he still doesn't want to scold himself around the corner...

"Are you still airy?" Fang Zhihuan raised his eyebrows.

Fei Luo stopped arguing with him, he stepped forward and grabbed Fang Zhihuan's waist naturally, turned his head with a smile and said, "Let's go."

Fang Zhihuan was stunned by Fei Luo's sudden smile, he shivered unconsciously, feeling the hairs all over his body stand on end, even ignoring Fei Luo's hand on his waist.

After a while, he snapped Filo's hand away in disgust.

"I checked the map yesterday, and there is a beach nearby, and it only takes half an hour to walk there." Fei Luo said, "And the tourist service is also good."

Fang Zhihuan paused, "Walk over?"

"Can't you?" Philo blinked at him.

Fang Zhihuan took a deep breath, "Can you stop fucking..."

"kindness?"

"Don't make such a fucking disgusting expression." Fang Zhihuan finally couldn't take it anymore, God knows how creepy he was when Fei Luo winked at him, a tall and strong man who was nearly two meters tall would wink at him Two waves of blue eyes, flickering eyelashes looking at him, that scene is simply too horrifying - although it is really beautiful.

Fei Luo didn't notice it at all, he asked, "What?"

Fang Zhihuan's face slowly turned cold. Did Fei Luo naively think that as long as he pretended to be an angel, he would forget what he had done to him like a devil?

He pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Because Fang Zhihuan found that he didn't know when, his hatred for Fei Luo was not so deep, and it was even just...disgusting.

The two of them still walked there, because Fei Luo said that he would faint in the car after the fever was over. Fang Zhihuan knew that was just a fart excuse, but he didn't argue anything, and let Fei Luo lead him to walk slowly.

The atmosphere was rare and harmonious, without the smell of gunpowder, and Fei Luo was obviously in a good mood. Those eyes were bent, so beautiful that it almost made everything pale, as if it contained the stars and the sea.

Fang Zhihuan was silent all the way, not saying a word.

Not long after, the color of the sea slowly appeared at the end of the eyes, and then gradually approached——

"The sea in China is not as beautiful as Italy." Ferro looked into the distance with some disappointment, frowning slightly.

"Oh?" Fang Zhihuan turned to look at him, "Why?"

"The sea in Italy is blue, clean and beautiful." Ferro said, "The sea in China is green, and there are many unclean things floating on the sea."

Fang Zhihuan smiled lightly, "The sea in City A is already very beautiful."