Are you hungry, I will play the piano for you

Still smelling of alcohol on his body, Fan Xia abandoned his car and took a taxi home.

With his hangover head spinning, he forced himself into the house, washed up briefly, changed into clean clothes and went downstairs to make porridge.

After putting water and rice in the rice cooker, he began to send messages to Zhou Yidong saying that he would not pick him up at the airport, and asked Zhou Yidong to take a taxi back by himself.

Zhou Yidong got off the plane and saw WeChat, took out all the money in his pocket, thought for a while and took back a red ticket, and said, "Xiao Qin, thank you for today. I will pay you back the money first, and I will use 100 to take a taxi back. It is enough." , I will transfer the money to you at home."

Xiao Qin yawned, and was not happy with Zhou Yidong's being too polite, and said: "Then you can transfer 1000 to me as a mental damage fee, I have been stimulated a lot this day."

Zhou Yidong said in embarrassment: "It should be, I originally planned to pay back 1000, but Fan Xia might not be happy, can I pay back 500?"

Xiao Qin: "...Are you serious?"

Zhou Yidong: "Just kidding, hahahaha!"

Xiao Qin breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhou Yidong said: "Fan Xia is not careful about money, I will pay back 1000, don't worry."

Xiao Qin, who was very curious about the gossip of the former boss, came over and asked, "Is Boss Hua cautious about others? Tell me about it?"

Zhou Yidong took a step back and said, "If you get closer to me, he will be narrow-minded."

Xiao Qin: "..."

With a meow and a beep, she shouldn't have asked.

She regretted it very much, so she took back the 100 yuan from Zhou Yidong's hand.

Zhou Yidong: "..."

The two went back in the same direction, so they took a car back.

Xiao Qin witnessed Zhou Yidong rushing into the park with his own eyes, and suddenly missed his male ticket very much.

Zhou Yidong returned home and carefully changed his shoes.

Hearing that the room was very quiet, he thought Fan Xia was still sleeping.Unexpectedly, the person fell asleep, but not in the bedroom, but in the dining room.

Fan Xia propped his elbows on the dining table, squinted his eyes and dozed off. When he was picked up, he was still dazed, but subconsciously leaned into his arms.

He found a comfortable position and said, "Are you back?"

Zhou Yidong's voice was softer than his, and he said, "I'm back."

He carried Fan Xia back to the bedroom, not willing to wake up the drowsy Fan Xia, and lifted the quilt to cover him from head to tail.

Fan Xia allowed herself to become a zongzi, and immediately fell asleep again.

Zhou Yidong sat on the edge of the bed and watched him intently for a while, and then slowly retreated from the anxiety in his heart.

However, Zhou Yidong didn't concentrate for long, the phone rang loudly from outside the closed door, and Fan Xia who hadn't slept soundly woke up.

He was so good at going from waking up to sitting up, Zhou Yidong had already come in from the outside, still holding his phone.

Fan Xia looked at the note, Tan Zhengyi.

Tan Zhengyi saw Fan Xia's car downstairs at home, called to ask about the situation, made fun of him, and finally asked Fan Xia tentatively: "The matter of the store..."

Fan Xia thought for a while, except for the two of them having a drink last night, the two of them didn't solve the serious business at all, and suddenly said sadly: "Wait a minute."

He really didn't think about it, and decided to think about it again, and decided on the order of coming out at home, buying a store, going through the formalities, and telling Zhou Yidong.

Tan Zhengyi said without any surprise: "Okay, I'll hang up then, come and drive the car away when I have time."

Fan Xia: "Wait, I didn't find my glasses when I left in the morning. If you saw them, put them away for me."

Tan Zhengyi: "Did you forget? Last night your glasses were broken by sitting on your butt. I can't tell, your butt is quite powerful."

Fan Xia: "... rotten egg."

After hanging up the phone, Fan Xia looked up and saw Zhou Yidong's pensive face.

Zhou Yidong didn't hear anything, but he found out one thing: Fan Xia slept with Tan Zheng's family last night.

He stared blankly at Fan Xia's wrinkled blouse, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Fan Xia doesn't like other people to come to his house, and he doesn't like to go to other people's houses. He doesn't eat what other people make and doesn't like to drink. Even if he drinks, he needs high spirits and trustworthy people, otherwise he won't touch a drop of wine.

Then, last night, he went to Tan Zheng's family to drink and eat, and even slept.

This means that Fan Xia trusts Tan Zhengyi very much and is not on guard against him.

Zhou Yidong understands very well that Fan Xia has a very good relationship with his friends.

However, he bet [-] sets of Xiaobawang, Fan Xia, Zhang Cheng, and Qiu Jia would not do this, and Tan Zhengyi would not do this to Zhang Cheng and the others.

Zhou Yidong was unhappy, but he didn't dare to say it.

He knew that Fan Xia was very loyal, if he said something about Zhang Cheng and the others, Fan Xia would definitely be unhappy.

So he stretched out both hands without saying a word, and tried his best to take off Fan Xia's shirt lightly.

Fan Xia raised his arm so that Zhou Yidong could help him take off his clothes.He was still a little dizzy, he yawned after being taken off, and was about to get back into bed and continue to sleep, but Zhou Yidong threw off the quilt, and the tools he relied on to keep warm were thrown under his feet.

It's not over yet, Zhou Yidong started to pick off his pants again, and succeeded in three times, five divisions and two, and then pulled off his socks.

In the end, the underwear was not let go either, after being pulled off by Zhou Yidong, they were thrown onto the small sofa at the end of the bed.

Fan Xia: "..."

For some reason, he felt that Zhou Yidong's beatings were different from usual, especially evil and crazy.

Impossible, Zhou Yidong doesn't have the aura of domineering, and the aura of bastard is not bad.

Fan Xia, who was stripped naked, spread his hands and feet, waiting for Zhou Yidong to cover him with the quilt.

Then Zhou Yidong put the real body on top, and told Fan Xia that his suddenly appearing Wangba side was not an illusion.

Zhou Yidong's Foshan Wuying mouth aimed at Fan Xia's head and face, and kissed him so hard that he couldn't find the north. He involuntarily used two soft arms to grab Zhou Yidong's shoulders, and later, his legs were also hung up.

This is the first time that Zhou Yidong wants to strike so forcefully. To be honest, it really makes people... look forward to it.

In fact, Zhou Yidong didn't want to do it, he knew that Fan Xia was sleepy and tired, the few strokes just now were just to make Fan Xia sleep more comfortably, and kissing him was also...

Well, he's just not happy.

He wanted to cover up all the other smells on Fan Xia's body, including the smell of dew in the morning, the smell of alcohol overnight, and the smell of Tan Zheng's family.

Now, people who don't want to do it are hooked into wanting to do it.

Riding and rear penetration are men's favorite positions, which can be more in-depth and easier to satisfy a man's vanity.

But Zhou Yidong likes the preaching pose, because this pose allows him to see every expression of Fan Xia, and they can also hug and bond.

Fan Xia, who was in a hangover, was shocked by his soul, and fell asleep exhausted and satisfied.Zhou Yidong didn't have the heart to hold him in the bath and toss him around again. After silently helping him wipe his body, he got dressed and went out by himself, calling Tan Zhengyi with his mobile phone.

Tan Zhengyi was silent for a while when he heard his self-introduction, and then asked: "Oh, Zhou Yidong, is there anything you want to call?"

Zhou Yidong went downstairs and asked, "Where is your address?"

Tan Zhengyi: "...Huh?"

Zhou Yidong: "Fan Xia's car is not downstairs from your house. He was too tired and fell asleep again. I'll help him drive back, lest he wake up and make another trip."

Tan Zhengyi realized the meaning of 'tired', chuckled twice, and said, "Come on."

Zhou Yidong rode Xiaolu to the community that Tan Zhengyi mentioned, found Fan Xia's car, and then called the replacement driver.

He was waiting for the driver to come over, and when he raised his head, he saw Tan Zhengyi standing by the window on the fifth floor.

The eyes of the two met, Zhou Yidong smiled, waved his hands and shouted: "Old Tan, long time no see!"

Pickled cabbage nodded at him, smiled and said, "It's been a long time, come up and sit down?"

Zhou Yidong looked down at his watch, and said, "Okay."

This meeting was very unpleasant for Tan Zhengyi. He found that Zhou Yidong was very mean, obviously he had never called Lao Zhou, but Zhou Yidong called him Lao Tan one by one, which made him feel sour.

Zhou Yidong was a little happy, he found that Tan Zhengyi didn't wear glasses anymore, and the clothes he was wearing had also changed, from the same color and style as Fan Xia's to a sportswear with hip-hop patterns on it.

Fan Xia doesn't have black sportswear, and doesn't know how to wear hip-hop clothes.

Not long after, the driver arrived.

Before Zhou Yidong left Tan Zheng's house, he asked strangely, "How nearsighted are you?"

Facing his simple and curious eyes, Tan Zhengyi said: "I am not short-sighted. I wear flat glasses, but I won't wear them again in the future."

Zhou Yidong nodded, and said: "I heard that wearing glasses for a long time will cause the bridge of the nose to be pressed down. It's better not to wear them."

He added: "But Fan Xia's nose bridge is too high, it's fine to press it down."

Tan Zhengyi: "...you are right."

He pinched the bridge of his nose, then patted Zhou Yidong's arm twice, and said: "He has something on his mind recently, which has something to do with you, you better talk about it."

Zhou Yidong paused for a moment, but Tan Zhengyi didn't say any more. He said 'Come and play when you're free' and then closed the door.

He returned to his study and opened the bottom drawer of the desk.

There was a soft leather notebook with some scratches on the outside, a simple and cheap ballpoint pen, and a brand new glasses case.

He glanced at the glasses case, then slowly pushed the drawer in, and turned the small key inserted in the lock to lock it.

Tan Zhengyi never opened this drawer again.

Later, he accidentally remembered the conversation between him and Zhou Yidong, and he didn't understand how two people who were not on the same channel could guess the answer to each other's riddle.

At this moment, Zhou Yidong is thinking about what Fan Xia's mind is.

He went to the supermarket to buy an insulated box and green vegetables and put them in Xiaolu's front basket, and then rode it on the road where cars came and went, thinking while riding.

Because of too much concentration, Zhou Yidong didn't know that he scraped an aunt's vegetable bag on the handle of the roadside, and didn't know that he scraped a Ferrari occupying a non-motorized lane next to him. I didn't even know if I scraped off a piece of cloth, so I just instinctively rode the bike downstairs to Master Liang's house.

He pressed the brake, looked at the vegetable bag and pink cloth strips on his handlebars in surprise, and a piece of blue car paint that appeared inexplicably, and got rid of the mess very puzzled.

He went to Master Liang's house to ask someone to cook. After cooking, he didn't dare to stay longer, so he packed it in an insulated box and went home.

Fan Xia slept until the sun was up, and when she woke up she ate Zhou Yidong's takeaway. While eating, she listened to his report on the itinerary, and immediately felt that the meal was too delicious.

He ate the rice until there was not a single grain left, then touched his belly, and said with lowered eyes, "Zhou Yidong."

Zhou Yidong, who was about to brush with the plate, stopped, turned around, gave a military salute, and said, "Here."

Fan Xia: "Do you want to—"

The first conversation was cut off by the mobile phone, Fan Xia immediately suppressed the matter, seeing the display of 'old lady' on the phone, for some reason, her eyelids twitched.

The author has something to say: The inner monologue of a hard-working young man: I almost became the male lead...

I'm not sure how the little angels reacted after reading this chapter, but I think I should tell Boss Hua and Xiao Ma about it.

The young man is forced to continue his monologue: I only have 4 scenes in the full text, do you still want to delete it? →_→