Fat dead, reborn

"Boss Hao."

"Hi, Mr. Hao!"

Hao Pang nodded triumphantly. These workers were found by Uncle Zheng for him. Not only did they work hard, but they were also very honest.Hao Pang also followed Uncle Zheng's suggestion and paid money on a monthly basis. In this way, everyone can feel at ease and work hard, so Hao Pang is also at ease, right?

Hao Pang walked towards the foreman, "Uncle Tai, I think it's okay to paint it myself?"

Taigang immediately ordered several workers to move all the equipment to the third floor, "You can paint whatever you want, but don't paint the roof. It's too dangerous, so I won't prepare a ladder for you."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Tai." Hao Pang took Du Chenghuai up two flights of stairs, thinking about the future while climbing.Du Chenghuai listened quietly, with a pampering look in his eyes that even he didn't realize.

"Mr. Hao, I left the things for you. Our brothers are off to work." The worker nodded and bowed towards Hao Pang.

Hao Pang smiled slightly, "Okay, tonight's supper will be counted on my account, you can tell Uncle Tai to let everyone have a good meal."

The worker grinned, "That's kind, thank you Mr. Hao."

After the workers left, only Hao Pang and Du Chenghuai were left on the third floor. Fortunately, when they left, they left behind a few hanging lamps and a flashlight.The hanging lamps are simple and can be carried around or placed in the corner for continuous lighting. These workers are still very careful in details.

There is a paint bucket and a paint roller in the room facing the landing.Hao Pang weighed the paintbrush, letting most of the paint attached to it fall back into the paint bucket.The white and thick paint flowed in streamlines, making small waves in circles.

"Chenghuai, do you want to try it?" Hao Pang felt that it was almost done, and immediately held up the brush.He is only 1.7 meters now, and with his arm, he can only brush to more than two meters. This room is more than three meters, and there is a large area that he can't brush.

Du Chenghuai didn't speak, and walked behind Hao Pang, his arm broke around Hao Pang's lower abdomen, and his big arm covered with a layer of muscle squeezed into Hao Pang's armpit. He shouted and hugged the person up.

"Quick, let me down..." Hao Pang struggled to get down after a short moment of stupefaction.

Du Chenghuai slowly lifted Hao Pang up, and this process inevitably slid the arm that was originally wrapped around Hao Pang's lower abdomen to the base of his thigh.Hao Pang only felt that the place touched was like a fire, steaming from that part to his whole body, and his face and ears were also burned. Fortunately, the light from the hanging lamp was not very strong, and was covered by darkness. Not so panicked.

Because of the change of position, Hao Pang could feel Du Chenghuai's face pressed against his waist, and there seemed to be no heat with a little bit of water vapor, making that place humid and hot.

"Don't move," Du Chenghuai squeezed Hao Pang's thigh, "You brush."

Fuck, how can I brush like this!Hao Pang's face froze, and he immediately realized that Du Chenghuai was using this method to help him paint... But, but can you tell me in advance?

But... isn't it a bit difficult to expect Cheng Huai to say in advance?This person has always done more and said less, leaving the back to him, extremely reliable.

Hao Pang managed to get back his anal prolapse thoughts, and when the paint brush was printed on the wall, he couldn't help shaking.

"What's wrong?" Du Chenghuai asked.

"No, nothing..." He could say the movement of leaning over just now, and slipped forward with his thigh, and Du Chenghuai's arm slid to the base of his thigh...Hao Pang is thankful for his half-curled movement at this moment, otherwise If so, he bet that his little brother will have a close contact with Cheng Huai's forearm, and it will be embarrassing at that time.

Hao Pang silently recited the mantra of clearing his heart, and focused all his attention on the matter of painting the wall, and the reaction soon disappeared.He silently breathed a sigh of relief, got used to the "high altitude" work, and then started to drop the second brush.

There is a lot of attention paid to painting. Fortunately, the workers in the previous process have done a good job. Otherwise, Uncle Tai would not let Hao Pang and the others come to the third floor, because this floor is just about to start painting the primer, and Hao Pang only needs to paint the walls. The brushing is even, and someone will come to do other work tomorrow.

"Chenghuai, just hold me and walk slowly to the right, go to the corner and put me down, you rest for a while, we will continue to paint, okay?" Hao Pang asked, he was worried that Chenghuai would be too tired, But if it were him hugging Chenghuai... He still knows his own strength quite well, and at that time it would only be a chicken-and-egg fight.

Du Chenghuai hummed, and tightened his forearm holding Hao Pang again.

"Let's get started." Hao Pang put the roller brush against the upper left corner of the wall, trying to find the feeling for the first time, and he must try it first.One end of the brush is blocked by the ceiling so that it slides in a straight line.

But when Du Chenghuai moved, Hao Pang began to regret it.It can't be blamed on him being sensitive, there will inevitably be friction between the two of them, his butt rubbed against Du Chenghuai's chest, and the upper and lower sides of his thighs were in contact with Du Chenghuai's arms, making the rubbing even more unbearable... Hao Pang only felt that this wall was extraordinarily wide, and it seemed that there was no end to it.

After finally touching the corner of the wall, Hao Pang slid off Du Chenghuai's forearm without daring to stay for a moment, "I'll go and brush the bottom first." After Hao Pang finished speaking, he half squatted down, as if he was really serious about painting the wall .

Du Chenghuai smiled slightly, but he didn't even step forward to help, but just stood behind Hao Pang, his back seemed to be alive.The hanging lamp reflected his shadow on the wall, and the corner of Hao Pang's mouth twitched. The embarrassment was gradually replaced by other emotions, and the movement of painting the wall became smoother.

……

"Well, I'm so tired..." Hao Pang sat on the ground blankly, looking at someone who was busy for him. Logically speaking, Du Chenghuai, who was hugging him, should be more exhausted, so he seemed to be okay.

Hao Pang wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, quietly watching Du Chenghuai whose back was turned to him.His back is very straight, even when he is squatting, he still doesn't bend at all. What's even more amazing is that he can still take care of the bottom wall.

Rather bend than bend.

Hao Pang's eyes flashed, and he looked down at his clothes and trousers covered in paint—it was because he took off his coat because he thought it was too hot, but it got stained again.Looking at the windbreaker that has no trace even if it is all black, I feel a little stuffy.

I should have known that I had put a few drops on Du Chenghuai just now.

so sorry...

Once people lie down, they don't want to get up again, especially after a lot of exercise.Feeling sleepy, Hao Pang couldn't bear it and closed his eyelids.

After Du Chenghuai finished painting half of the wall by himself, he turned around and saw Hao Pang lying there quietly.His heart skipped a beat, and he hurried to Hao Pang's side, making sure that Hao Pang was just asleep, so he was relieved.

The moonlight entered the house, and the lights of the hanging lamps gradually dimmed.Du Chenghuai gently hugged Hao Pang, took off the windbreaker and placed it under Hao Pang, carefully moved Hao Pang's head with his hands, and put it on his lap.

The windbreaker, which was spotless even when it was painted, was just sitting under Hao Pang's buttocks.

Du Chenghuai looked at Hao Pang intently, and gently slid his fingers over Hao Pang's curved eyebrows. He knew that when Hao Pang smiled, these eyebrows would be full of energy and look really good.Hao Pang's eyes are very peaceful when they are closed, but Du Chenghuai likes the way they are opened, they are a pair of eyes that are as bright as stars, smart and gentle, even if you roll your eyes, you can find a cute taste.

Then there is the upturned nose and light-colored lips, everything is so just right and so attractive.

Du Chenghuai gently pinched Hao Pang's face with baby fat. There were still some paint spots on Hao Pang's face. Du Chenghuai wiped it off, but he didn't wipe it off. The soft and tender touch made him couldn't help but curl his lips.He couldn't help but think back to the young lady who pinched Hao Pang's face before, his face darkened again for a moment, and next time he said he couldn't let others pinch Hao Pang's face.

Because he felt like he was addicted, as if he couldn't pinch enough.

Hao Pang frowned slightly, as if there was a sign of waking up, so Du Chenghuai stopped and continued to look at Hao Pang.The faint warm light made Hao Pang's face extraordinarily rosy, and his eyelids were also very quiet, so he probably didn't dream about anything.Du Chenghuai felt a little regretful, he felt that he should appear in Hao Pang's dream, so whether Hao Pang was awake or asleep, he would occupy him.

Thinking of this, he was finally satisfied, changed his posture, and gently placed Hao Pang's neck on his forearm as a pillow.He also lay down and fell asleep.