flying dog

Fang Chi has never heard of this Teon Lying Restaurant, and checked it with his mobile phone, but there is not much information, only someone mentioned it in a food post, saying that it is a very enjoyable restaurant suitable for lazy people, something Delicious, but expensive.

Probably only young masters like Sun Wenqu who are rich, leisure and lazy can find this kind of place.

But Fang Chi doesn't care about the specifics of this restaurant. He is in a very good mood now. It has been more than two months since he returned to school in the sixth day of junior high school. This is the happiest and most comfortable time for him.

Now even if Sun Wenqu invites him to eat shit...of course he still won't go.

……

"Why don't you talk?" Sun Wenqu turned his head and asked.

"Ah?" Fang Chi came back to his senses, "Ah."

"There are gifts in the back seat," Sun Wenqu said. "That gift box is American ginseng lozenges. Uncle Liangzi gave you...not all of them are yours, one box is mine."

"Oh, thank him for me." Fang Chi took the gift box back and took it apart without looking at it.

"If you feel tired, take one," Sun Wenqu smiled, "It's definitely more effective than the ones you brought into the mountains to feed the trash."

Fang Chi stuffed the bottle into his schoolbag: "Yes."

"I gave you that long black box." Sun Wenqu said again.

"Oh," Fang Chi touched it back, and brought the small box over, "Can you open it now?"

"It's so funny, I just took it apart so quickly, why are you asking me again now?" Sun Wenqu hooked his lips, "It can be used every day after taking it apart."

"Oh," Fang Chi lowered his head and opened the small box. Inside the box was a white pen, which was very beautiful and looked quite advanced. "Pen?"

"Pen," Sun Wenqu nodded, "Although I don't think it suits you well, I really don't have time to pick a gift that suits you better."

"Thank you, I like it very much. In fact, it suits me quite well," Fang Chi laughed, and asked after thinking about it, "Are you busy now?"

"Well," Sun Wenqu took a breath and exhaled slowly, "It must be busy for a while."

"Will you... live with my grandpa forever?" Fang Chi asked, turning back and forth with a pen in his hand.

"I don't plan to change places before this round of work is over," Sun Wenqu said with a smile, "but I won't always live there, after all, it's not too convenient, so let's talk about it later."

"... Oh." Fang Chi responded.

Sun Wenqu drove the car around for a long time, but he still didn't arrive, and kept looking out the window.

Fang Chi looked at him for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Where is it? We just drove this road 3 minutes ago."

"Really?" Sun Wenqu raised his eyebrows, and after a moment of silence he became happy, "I'm sorry I got lost."

"Isn't this your favorite restaurant? Can you still get lost?" Fang Chi was very speechless.

"I haven't been there for several years." Sun Wenqu parked the car on the side of the road, took out his mobile phone and called Ma Liang, "Hurry up, I'm lost... go lie down and eat, um, I'm here , I'm... let me see..."

Fang Chi leaned against the car door, watching Sun Wenqu make a phone call, the pen still spinning in his hand.

It doesn't feel like it's been a long time. When I look at Sun Wenqu, there is a feeling of "long time no see". I feel the joy of reunion after a long absence and a little uncomfortable feeling in my heart.

It's hard to describe.

Sun Wenqu was probably going back to the city today, so he didn't dress as casually as he did in the country before. There was a dark smoke gray sweater inside the thick wool coat, black slacks and black short boots, which looked clean and handsome.

It's not so snake-like anymore.

Human brain navigation uncle Liangzi quickly pointed out the way to Sun Wenqu. Just in case, he asked Sun Wenqu to hand over the phone to Fang Chi, and told Fang Chi the route again before hanging up.

Sun Wenqu drove for a while, and Fang Chi finally looked around as if he could find a high-end restaurant.

This area is full of various clubs, five-six-seven-eight-star hotels, and many high-end residential areas. The gates are bigger and bigger like competitions. I think the square dance aunt will like it very much.

The car stopped in a small street, and Sun Wenqu turned off the car: "Here we are."

"Is the car parked here?" Fang Chi was stunned, and Sun Wenqu's car just stopped at the main entrance of the restaurant.

"Let them stop, so that we can show that we are lazy." Sun Wenqu got out of the car.

Fang Chi got out of the car with his schoolbag in his hand, stuffed his pen into the inner pocket of his coat after thinking about it, and threw the schoolbag back into the car.

This restaurant is not too conspicuous, and the front door looks like a pastoral place. There is only a wooden sign beside the door saying: Lying down.The characters are similar to those written by elementary school students.

Fang Chi followed Sun Wenqu into the restaurant. A waiter came over, took Sun Wenqu's car keys and went out.

"Mr. Sun, you booked a seat on the second floor, please follow me." A waiter led them upstairs.

Fang Chi already felt the style of this restaurant from the waiter's clothes, loose and casual uniforms, and a pair of thick and soft fluffy slippers on his feet.

The stairs are also very soft, with thick carpets, and even the railings are covered with fluff.

"Are you sleepy?" Sun Wenqu turned around and asked him in a low voice.

"Not sleepy," Fang Chi looked around, "just a little worried."

"Huh?" Sun asked, looking at him.

"This restaurant will probably close down in summer," Fang Chi said.

Sun Wenqu was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed for a long time: "It's summer to change the decoration."

"Corruption." Fang Chi clicked his tongue.

Walking along with the waiter, Fang Chi found that the site on the second floor was quite large, with a glass roof and glass walls, and warm yellow light everywhere. There were many thick round cushions randomly placed beside the walls, some of which were brought by some guests. Children are sitting on it and playing.

If you look closely, you will find that the decks are not the ones you are used to, but small spaces separated by cotton-wrapped partitions, with different styles.

Some are large hanging baskets, some are deck chairs, some are large cotton pads in the shape of dog kennels, and some look like oversized baby baskets...

Fang Chi felt a little emotional. The owner of this restaurant has almost gathered the comfort and facilities that everyone wants when they are lazy.

It's really suitable for snake eggs like Sun Wenqu who don't usually stand up.

But he also began to be a little worried that with Sun Wenqu's neurotic style, would he really book a bed and then eat in bed... He really didn't lie down and eat. The cup is poured.

Then get up to dry the pillows.

"This is the seat you reserved," the waiter stopped, "Please wait a moment, the appetizers will be here soon."

"Thank you." Sun asked him and nodded.

After the waiter turned and walked away, Fang Chi took a closer look at the "seat".

a pit.

A square pit filled with soft fleece, one side is inclined, also covered with thick fleece, there is a flat surface below, presumably for sitting on.

Lean to eat?

Sit up and eat?

"Take off your clothes," Sun Wenqu pushed him, "Take off your shoes."

"Ah?" Fang Chi was stunned before he realized it, took off his coat and hung it on the wall, and took off his shoes, "You didn't ask me in advance if my feet smell."

"If it's really interesting, you'll know it at your grandfather's house." Sun Wenqu also took off his coat and shoes, "Get down quickly, I want to stretch my waist."

"This place can be stretched..." Fang Chi stepped on the pit with one leg, seeing that the shallow pit actually sank a lot, Fang Chi almost jumped in shock Falling into the pit, "Hey!"

"Be comfortable." Sun Wenqu went down into the pit, sat down on the small platform beside the pit, then lay back, closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I haven't realized it yet." Fang Chi looked at the pit, and it was probably a two-seater. There was no other place to sit beside Sun Wenqu, so he sat down next to Sun Wenqu, hesitated for a moment, and agreed. Lying back, I couldn't help but closed my eyes and let out a sigh of relief, "Hey..."

"Are you comfortable?" Sun asked and smiled.

"En." Fang Chi responded, and it was really comfortable. The angle of the slope was very suitable, with a slight depression in the middle, allowing the waist and back to be filled just right, and the feet were still wrapped in thick fluff.

"I book this seat every time I come," Sun Wenqu turned his head, "I don't want to move when I lie down."

"Then..." Fang Chi also turned his head, and when he saw Sun Wenqu's eyes, he was suddenly in a daze, and instantly forgot what he was going to say.

"What?" Sun asked him.

Fang Chi had to turn his face away and rushed forward, and after a while he said, "How are you going to eat then?"

Sun Wenqu smiled, took two cushions from the pit, stuffed them behind his back, and leaned firmly: "This is how you eat."

Fang Chi imitated his appearance and relied on it, then looked at the pit in front of him: "Where's the table?"

Sun Wenqu touched the wall of the pit with his hand, and probably pressed a switch. A dining board was rotated out of the pit wall, and stopped right in front of the person. He tapped on the board with his fingers: "You also have a piece over there, which just fits together."

"Corruption." Fang Chi felt for it, found the switch, and pushed out the plate on his side, which just closed with Sun Wenqu's. "Eat a meal like this."

After the table was set, the two of them didn't talk anymore, Fang Chi suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

He and Sun Wenqu are basically leaning together, because the posture is too comfortable, so they seem a little...intimate, as long as the arms move, they can touch Sun Wenqu, in fact, they are also touching if they don't move, and the legs are the same.

This kind of breathing can feel the state of the other party, which makes him feel uncomfortable all over his body, awkward, tense, but quite enjoyable, and it might be uncomfortable for him to sit across from him.

"How is this review going?" Sun Wenqu suddenly asked.

The voice was right next to his ears, with distinct small particles, sweeping across his neck one by one.

"It's... pretty, just, pretty good," Fang Chi suddenly felt his breathing tightened, and didn't dare to turn his head, staring at a painting on the opposite wall, "Well, pretty good, there's progress. "

The picture is a cat.

I feel that it is not as good-looking as Sun Wenqu's paintings.

Yes, Sun Wen is very pretty.

She doesn't look like Mr. Huang's little bitch either.

No, the boy is also very handsome...

What the hell is going on!

Sun Wenqu laughed, quite loudly and didn't hide it at all.

Fang Chi instantly understood what he was laughing at, a little annoyed that he was so smart, he turned his head and gave Sun Wenqu a sideways look: "What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at you." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

"I'm so handsome, you can laugh it out," Fang Chi clicked his tongue. To be honest, Sun Wenqu was so happy that he suddenly relaxed, "Do you look like an old man?"

"Grandma said I look younger than you." Sun Wenqu said.

"What she said was that you look stupider than me." Fang Chi corrected him.

"She said it later." Sun Wenqu smiled.

"Impossible." Fang Chi said with certainty.

"Really, if you don't believe me, I'll go back and ask her to call you." Sun Wenqu said.

Fang Chi turned to look at him, and said after a long time: "The old lady has betrayed."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds and then had fun together, laughing on the cushions so much that the waiter didn't stop when he came to deliver the snacks.

"This is delicious, try it while it's hot." Sun Wenqu looked at the small plate brought up.

There were only two cake-like desserts on the plate, Fang Chi took one and looked at it: "What is it?"

"Eat," Sun Wenqu picked up the other and took a bite, then kicked his legs, "Oh my god, it's so delicious."

"Those who didn't know thought you were poisoned." Fang Chi smiled and took a bite.

After entering the mouth, I realized that this is not a cake, nor is it sweet, but salty.

The outer circle should be bacon, the bottom is pineapple slices, and the middle is shredded meat wrapped in butter and cheese and shredded cucumber.

It was delicious, very tasty.

The main meal Sun Wenqu ordered was a small hot pot of mixed pork ribs, one for each person. The small hot pot was placed on the table, and there were dipping sauces in a circle of delicate small plates beside it, as well as a few small plates of delicate meatballs.

Fang Chi didn't talk much when eating, and the hot pot was really delicious. After the waiter closed the curtain and left, he buried his head in eating.

"If you don't have enough, order more," Sun Wenqu said while eating slowly, "I order according to my measurement, if you don't have enough, order another pot of other flavors."

"Enough," Fang Chi gnawed on a piece of ribs, "I can't eat too much without training."

"Really," Sun Wenqu looked at him, "Why do I feel like you could eat the table without this pot in the middle?"

"I always eat like this," Fang Chi glanced at him, "Eat yours, don't keep looking at me."

"It's been a long time since I watched it." Sun Wenqu smiled.

When Fang Chi bit the bone, he bit on his own finger. The pain made tears almost flow out, and he kept his fingertips in his mouth and didn't speak.

"I'll celebrate your birthday today," Sun Wenqu took out his phone, "I have to go back to the village early tomorrow morning, and I guess you won't have time to come out after the exam."

"Oh." Fang Chi responded with his finger in his mouth, a little bit like to sigh.

"Just laugh," Sun Wenqu pointed his phone at him, "I'll take a few photos and show them to grandma, and I told her that I'm coming out to take you to a big meal."

Fang Chi turned his head and bit his ribs, baring his teeth at Sun Wenqu.

The hot pot was delicious. It was true that Fang Chi ate less after not training, but in the end he scooped up all the food in the pot, even the soup base, and poured it into a bowl.

"Let me tell you," Sun Wenqu said that he ordered according to his own measure, but there was still a lot left to eat, and now he pointed his phone at Fang Chi, "the soup is full of purines."

"Then let's float for a while," Fang Chi wiped his mouth with a tissue, "You're such a waste."

"Let's waste it once in a while," Sun Wenqu smiled lazily, and took two more pictures of him, "I ate up all the food at your house, and I gave the kid what I couldn't finish, anyway, he exercises a lot , just a little worried about its hair loss."

"The earth dog is not that particular." Fang Chi smiled.

"Hey, son," Sun Wenqu suddenly leaned towards him, put his arm around his shoulder, and raised the phone with the other hand, "Smile with a dimple."

This action made Fang Chi stunned. The temperature of all the places in contact with Sun Wenqu soared at the same time, making his fingers a little hot, and he gritted his teeth at the phone camera.

"Can you... smile better? I don't know, I thought I kidnapped you," Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue, "This face is unwilling."

"Wait for me... slowly," Fang Chi lowered his head and rubbed his face with his hands, "I'm a little dizzy now."

"Did you get dizzy without drinking?" Sun Wenqu smiled.

"No, I'll get dizzy even after eating. If I'm too full, the blood goes to the stomach to help digestion, and the blood in the brain..." Fang Chi said while rubbing his face with his head down.

"Look up and laugh!" Sun Wenqu interrupted him.

Fang Chi raised his head and smiled at the camera.

Sun Wenqu pressed the shutter, then let go of him, looked at the photos on his phone, and sent a photo to Fang Chi: "Hey, I just like to see you smile like this, it's very energetic, and you look arrogant."

"I was nervous." Fang Chi glanced at the photo, and Sun Wenqu had a nice smile, unexpectedly looking a little innocent, like a child.

"I'll lie down for a while," Sun Wenqu removed the cushion behind him, leaned down, and closed his eyes, "It's a pleasure to stand upright after eating."

"You will get fat," Fang Chi smiled, "Aren't you very particular, aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

"The key is that I'm not fat," Sun Wenqu curled his lips and pinched his leg, "I'm pretty thin."

Fang Chi stared at his hand for a while, then stretched out his hand and gently pinched his leg: "Yeah."

Sun Wenqu seemed to have settled down, then opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile and didn't speak.

Fang Chi felt that the air froze following Sun Wenqu's smile, frozen in this particularly ambiguous moment.

The waiter came in to clean up the things and served another dessert, but they couldn't break the solidification.

Fang Chi looked at the desserts on the table. He was very thoughtful. He also served a cup of mint water for gargling and a cup of honey grapefruit tea. In the middle was a bowl of sweet wine egg flower that looked ordinary, but when he smelled it, he knew it was the same as usual. The kind is different, especially fragrant.

Sun Wenqu beside him moved, rinsed his mouth with mint water, took another sip of grapefruit tea, and then leaned back with his hands by his side, looking very relaxed.

Fang Chi also took a sip of mint water and a few more sips of grapefruit tea, feeling exhausted.

He put several cups in front of him, staring at the slightly swaying water, the frangipani slowly turning in the large transparent cup made him a little... dizzy.

He turned his head, removed the cushion behind him, leaned back, and half-lyed side by side with Sun Wenqu.

After lying down for a few seconds, he felt as if his butt was pressed against Sun Wenqu's hand, so he grabbed Sun Wenqu's hand and tried to move it away.

But after catching him, he suddenly changed his mind, and just held Sun Wenqu's hand without moving.

Sun Wenqu didn't move, nor did he open his eyes.

This feeling is hard to describe, Fang Chi has never had such a feeling.

The heartbeat was a little fast, nervous, excited, and embarrassed... It was a mess, and I couldn't tell the difference. Only Sun Wenqu's hand was held in my hand, and this feeling was clear and indistinguishable.

Strictly speaking, Sun Wenqu's hands are not beautiful, but slender and handsome. You can tell from the first glance that your fingers are quite strong, and you will never tire of seeing them.

Fang Chi has never realized that he likes to look at other people's hands so much.

What's so nice about hands?Fang Chi raised his other hand and looked at it.

My own hands are very average, with calluses and injuries from long-term rock climbing.

"It's not as good-looking as mine, why do you need to compare it?" Sun Wenqu suddenly said next to him.

"Huh?" Fang Chi was taken aback, quickly put his hand down, turned his head and found that Sun Wenqu's eyes were still closed, and he didn't know when he peeked.

"My hand," Sun Wenqu pulled out his hand and held it in front of his eyes, "It's so magnificent, it's like a fish falling like a wild goose, and I'll hit a hundred handsome students with my palm back..."

"Well," Fang Chi raised his hand to lightly touch the back of his hand, and then slowly stroked down, "It's much prettier than mine."

"Why are you so cooperative today?" Sun Wenqu smiled and put down his hands.

"I don't know," Fang Chigen went over and grabbed his hand again, "You must be drinking too much."

"Drinking too much?" Sun Wenqu turned to look at him, "Drinking too much?"

"Drink..." Fang Chi also turned his head to look at him, "I drank too much hot pot soup."

"Where are you going?" Sun asked, amused.

"Yeah." Fang Chi nodded.

This time Fang Chi didn't turn his head away from Sun Wenqu's gaze, and stared blankly at him.

I don't know how long I stared at him, but Sun Wenqu couldn't bear it when he stared behind him, and blinked his eyes: "Oh, I'm about to burst into tears..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Chi suddenly turned over and pressed on him, kissing him.

Sun Wenqu was taken aback for a moment, then he was taken aback. The waiter would come over at any time. With Fang Chi's mentality, if the waiter saw it, he probably wouldn't have to take the college entrance examination.

He quickly pulled Fang Chi's hair and grabbed his head, and shouted in a low voice: "Fuck, do you know where this is? There is a small rag curtain..."

Fang Chi frowned and stared at him, slapped his hand away, squeezed his chin and kissed him again.