flying dog

Fang Chi likes Sun Wenqu's hands.

The fingers are thin and slender, the knuckles are distinct but not abrupt, powerful yet soft.

These hands, whether they are writing, drawing, making pottery, or just resting on Sun Wenqu's forehead, will make Fang Chi feel full of beauty.

If it was like now, sliding across his chest, lower abdomen, and poking into the waistband of his trousers... that would make Fang Chi's whole body immersed in excitement, and his breathing and heartbeat could be played freely as he wanted.

A small car also has the advantages of a small car. Fang Chi thought that the Beetle was too small to sit on, but now if he ignores the gear lever on his buttocks, he can squeeze into a ball with Sun Wenqu just by turning sideways.

"Are you really going to be in the parking lot?" He reached into Sun Wenqu's clothes, grabbed the waistband of his trousers, pulled it down, and groped inside.

"What do you want?" Sun Wenqu pressed his hand and whispered in his ear, "You still want to do it all?"

"Huh?" Fang Chi looked at him.

"Huh, what?" Sun Wenqu kissed the corner of his mouth, "What do you think about this little space?"

"I..." Fang Chi was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, smiled, and buried his face in his shoulder, "I think too much on my own."

"Then isn't it enough to satisfy you now?" Sun Wenqu wrapped his hands behind his back and rubbed his waist.

"I can be satisfied," Fang Chi bit his neck, panting vaguely, "as long as it is you, I can be satisfied in anything."

Sun Wenqu smiled and gently shook his hand.

"Hmm..." Fang Chi snorted in his ear.

This is an outdoor parking lot. Although the car is parked on the side, the surrounding area is full of cars, and people from the supermarket will pass by at any time.

Fang Chi was a little nervous, afraid of being seen by others, but he also had an exciting feeling that he had never experienced before. He was bright and bright, doing shameless things in the car blatantly in broad daylight.

Very exciting.

Every movement of Sun Wenqu's hands seemed to be magnified by nervous and stimulating emotions, every tick, stroke, and caress, all with a clear sense of touch that was several times normal.

Fang Chi could hear his own heavy breathing.

……

A car across the row from theirs suddenly barked and its lights flashed twice.

"Fuck!" Fang Chi yelled in a low voice amidst the excitement and excitement, he put his arms around Sun Wenqu and lowered his head to bite Sun Wenqu on his shoulder.

"Scared?" Sun Wenqu licked his earlobe and stopped.

"...It was so sudden," Fang Chi panted a few times, then turned his head and glanced at the car. It took a long time before he saw a person pushing a trolley walking slowly, "It's a hundred and eight thousand miles away. Just press the remote control for thousands of miles, sick!"

Sun Wenqu smiled and pushed him: "There are wet wipes in the back seat."

"Well," Fang Chi reached out for the wet wipes, took a few and gave them to Sun Wenqu, and sighed softly while tidying up, "Hey..."

"Unhappy?" Sun Wenqu tilted his head and looked at him.

"Huh? No," Fang Chi smiled, "It's a sigh of relief."

Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue: "I remember you were quite shy before."

"Yeah," Fang Chi finished packing, and took his wallet, "It depends on who I stay with, it's been so long, I've learned to fail early."

Sun Wenqu yawned with a smile: "Okay, you go shopping for groceries, I'll sleep for a while."

"Oh," Fang Chi got out of the car, straightened his trousers and leaned into the car again and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever." Sun Wenqu closed his eyes.

"Let me tell you, if someone else says that, would you believe me if I could fight him?" Fang Chi looked at him.

Sun Wenqu closed his eyes and laughed for a while before saying, "Eggplant stew, meat stuffed with green peppers, fish balls."

"...Do you think I can do it?" Fang Chi said.

"Then we have to fight with me." Sun Wenqu said.

"Okay." Fang Chi clicked his tongue twice and closed the car door.

Sitting there all afternoon playing with his mobile phone, and then driving all the way, Fang Chi thought he was bored and tired, but now he walked briskly for no reason.

He himself felt a little embarrassed, who the hell, doing this kind of thing can strengthen his body and refresh his mind...

There were quite a lot of people in the supermarket, and it took him a long time to buy all the dishes Sun Wenqu had ordered.

Fish balls are easy to say, just get some mushrooms or something and cook fish balls and mushroom soup. This eggplant stew and green pepper stuffed meat are completely blacked out. I asked when I bought it. Only then can I know what ingredients to buy, but how to do it is really hard I have no idea at all.

There were quite a lot of people in the queue, Fang Chi looked at the front and back rows, and he hesitated for a while, then turned around and said to the aunt behind him: "Auntie, can you make eggplant stew?"

"Yes." The aunt looked at him.

"...Can you tell me about the steps?" Fang Chi asked again.

"Hey, you have to cook," the aunt smiled, "it's not difficult..."

Maybe it's because it's too boring to exclude, or maybe it's because it's fun to watch someone like Fang Chi cook. After hearing this, the aunts and sisters all joined in the food explanations, discussing and arguing with him. what to do.

Fang Chi hurriedly asked about stuffed pork with green peppers while it was hot, but everyone said different things, and Fang Chi was so dizzy that he didn't know if he could write it down.

When walking out of the supermarket with vegetables, an aunt chased after her and said: "Young man, don't put water in the eggplant pot, put beer when you want to put water in! Make sure that the dishes you make will convince your wife!"

"Thank you, Auntie." Fang Chi laughed.

Trotting all the way back to the car, Sun Wenqu was still sleeping, Fang Chi opened the car door, and shouted at him: "Daughter-in-law!"

"Hey," Sun Wenqu opened his eyes, "Father is scared to death, have you bought the groceries?"

"Buy it," Fang Chi got into the car and threw the bag on the back seat, "Daughter-in-law!"

Sun Wenqu kept silent and looked at him.

"What's wrong?" Fang Chi started the car.

"No." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

Fang Chi didn't say anything. After the car drove out of the parking lot, he thought about it and laughed again: "Just now I asked a group of aunts how to cook in the supermarket, and they all thought I was going to cook for my wife."

"That's how you're successful?" Sun Wenqu glanced at him.

"Yes," Fang Chi smiled, "You are my wife."

Sun Wenqu tilted his head to look at him, but remained silent.

"Don't you like to say that?" Fang Chi suddenly became a little nervous, "I won't say it if you mind."

"No, it's just a title, you're still my son," Sun Wenqu raised the corners of his lips, "Do you mind if my daughter-in-law falls for me someday?"

"I don't mind," Fang Chi glanced at him, and the smile on the corner of Sun Wenqu's mouth made him hot, "Hey, don't tease me."

Sun Wenqu froze for a moment, turned his head and looked out the window helplessly, and said with a smile, "Fang Chi, I really admire you."

"Haven't you been through such a stage!" Fang Chi glanced at him, "The trousers become hard when you rub them against each other, and when you walk, they become hard...Actually, when I think about you...I didn't do it on purpose."

Sun Wenqu didn't speak, just laughed.

Fang Chi was driving the car. He liked Sun Wenqu's happy look like this, and it was because of him.

Thinking about it, he thought it was pretty good, he tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, and sang: "You are my medicine——Take me to appreciate the aphrodisiac of gangsters——"

"My God." Sun Wenqu knocked his forehead on the car window.

After two seconds of silence, the two of them laughed at the same time.

"Ouch," Sun Wenqu smiled for a while, put the car seat back, and sighed, "What are you going to do now that you're going to school? Are you going to have sex with someone?"

"No." Fang Chi replied very simply.

"You are more diligent than eating eight times a day," Sun Wenqu turned his head to look at him, "Can you bear it?"

"Underestimate me," Fang Chi said seriously, "Let me tell you, I calculated the journey today. If you are going to the Sports University, the train will take less than two hours. Counting the time to the station, four hours is worthless." Son, if I really can't hold back, I'll come back to see you."

"Have you checked the time yet?" Sun Wenqu asked.

"Well, I checked," Fang Chi smiled, "I also checked the bus from school to the station, a total of 17 stops, I will come back when I miss you."

"I can visit you," Sun Wenqu reached out and touched his face, "I will miss you too."

Fang Chi didn't speak, he let go of the gas pedal, smiled forward for a long time, and drove the car downstairs with a smile all the way.

Laughing all the way, Fang Chi felt that he probably lost his mind by laughing. When he took the dishes into the kitchen, his memory of the recipes of the previous aunts was in pieces, and he couldn't remember what anyone said. , all kneaded together.

Sun Wenqu was very relieved of him, and after he came back and took a shower, he hugged Mr. Huang on the sofa and watched TV. He was not worried about the upcoming dinner at all.

Fang Chi has never cooked seriously since he started reviewing. He cooks noodles or something, not to mention cooking these dishes he doesn't know, even the dishes he knew before are all cooked by hand.

After tossing in the kitchen for almost two hours, he finally brought out the dishes and put them on the table.

"Do you know?" Sun Wenqu washed his hands and sat down at the table to look at the dishes, "You have a special skill in cooking."

"What?" Fang Chi took a bowl and filled him with a bowl of soup. He can only guarantee the taste of this simplest soup.

"It looks edible," Sun Wenqu put a piece of eggplant into his mouth, tasted it for a while and swallowed it, "It's not bad."

Fang Chi heaved a sigh of relief, and took a bite of stuffed meat with green peppers: "This one seems to be okay?"

"I'll try it." Sun Wenqu picked up another green pepper.

After a round of tasting, Sun Wenqu gave him a score of [-].

"Can you eat it?" Fang Chi smiled.

"Well, although it's not delicious." Sun Wenqu nodded with a smile, and stopped his chopsticks after eating for a while, "If you go to school, no one will cook for me."

"You will live in the studio after I go to school?" Fang Chi said, "Eat with them?"

"Then why not order takeaway, Hu Yuanyuan's cooking is also noodle-shaped." Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue.

"Let's eat less takeaway, it's easy to gain weight without nutrition." Fang Chi frowned.

"I've been eating takeout for so many years, am I fat?" Sun Wenqu asked.

"What kind of takeaway did you eat before? It's different now." Fang Chi hesitated, "You don't make money, and no one spends it for you. You still want to eat hundreds of dollars for a takeaway." Come?"

Sun Wenqu looked at him happily: "Why, I can only eat 20 yuan of takeaway now?"

"20 yuan? 15 yuan will have meat, okay?" Fang Chi picked up some food for him, "big fat meat, diced chicken full of bones, waste oil..."

"It's almost done," Sun Wenqu clicked his tongue, "Can we still chat?"

"You just eat with Uncle Liangzi," Fang Chi said, "I think their employees cook together, and you just pay for the food. It's cheaper than takeaway, and it's more hygienic. You don't smoke, except Meals and rent are not expensive.”

"You think so much," Sun Wenqu smiled and looked at him, "I think your usual clothes are not bad."

"It's just because you think a lot that you have money, don't you ever think about it?" Fang Chi said while eating, "I'm usually alone, how and where I spend my money every month, I have to have a plan. Or you have to take care of the family."

Sun Wenqu didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile.

"What's wrong?" Fang Chi rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

"Why don't you help me manage the money and pay me living expenses every month?" Sun Wenqu took the wallet from his pocket, took out a card, and put it in front of him, "How is it?"

"Huh?" Fang Chi was stunned, "Why?"

"No reason," Sun Wenqu said, "I think it's fun."

Fang Chi picked up the card and looked at it. After a long silence, he raised his head and looked at him: "How many?"

"It's quite a lot," Sun Wenqu propped his forehead, "It's enough for me to invest in Liangzi's shares."

Fang Chi hesitated, and put the card into his wallet seriously: "Are you going to cooperate with Uncle Liangzi?"

"I haven't figured it out yet, let's see how I feel after this set is made." Sun Wenqu poured out a bowl of soup and sipped it slowly. "If we want to cooperate in this matter, there are many things to deal with."

"Your father..." Fang Chi paused, "Do you want you to go back and help him?"

"He doesn't need me to help him, he has my eldest sister enough," Sun Wenqu looked at Tang, "he just wants me to live according to his ideas."

"Do you like...to be pottery?" Fang Chi asked.

Sun Wenqu stared at Tang without saying a word.

"Will you have another bowl of rice? You didn't eat much today." Fang Chi changed the subject.

"I haven't thought about it." Sun Wenqu said.

"Ah?" Fang Chi was taken aback.

"Do I like being pottery?" Sun Wenqu said, "I haven't thought about it, I just want to please do not like being pottery."

"Do you hate it?" Fang Chi asked.

"...It's quite annoying," Sun Wenqu drank the soup in the bowl and put the bowl in his hand, "serving rice."

"Me, I really like... watching you make Tao," Fang Chi said while serving him a meal, "When you make Tao, you are... don't know how to say it, but you are very... sexy."

Sun Wenqu looked at him.

Fang Chi thought about it and laughed again: "I didn't mean that, this sexy is not the sexy I want to be."

"Fang Chi, you are hopeless." Sun Wenqu said.

"I really didn't mean that!" Fang Chi was a little anxious.

"If you didn't say you didn't mean that, I wouldn't even think about it." Sun Wenqu said.

"... Let's eat," Fang Chi put the bowl in front of him, "Eat quickly, don't talk."

Because the cooking time was too long, we chatted for a while after the meal, and it was past ten o'clock. Sun Wenqu must be tired today, so he went directly to the bedroom to sleep.

When Fang Chi came into the room after taking a shower, he was wrapping in a quilt and stroking Mr. Huang's hair.

"Go to the other side." Fang Chi got on the bed, picked up Mr. Huang who was in between the two of them, and put him on the side of Sun Wenqu's pillow.

Mr. Huang was dissatisfied and struggled to get back to the original place. Fang Chi quickly occupied the site, and then hugged Sun Wenqu tightly.

Boss Huang stepped on his head and turned around twice, and finally slumped on top of their heads.

"Go to sleep." Fang Chi felt a happy feeling of victory, and rubbed Sun Wenqu's leg between his legs.

"Are you going to the club tomorrow?" Sun asked, touching his leg.

"Well, let's go," Fang Chi nodded, "I want to ask the club about training after I go to school. They have a branch over there, so I can see if I can go directly."

"I'll fill in your volunteers tomorrow," Sun Wenqu said, "Do you have any ideas?"

"No." Fang Chi replied simply.

"...Let me fill it all in?" Sun Wenqu turned to look at him.

"Yeah." Fang Chi smiled.

"You can trust me." Sun Wenqu said.

"Trust it, don't you trust me too, I gave you all the cards," Fang Chi thought for a while, "You didn't stop me when I went out with Li Bowen today."

"Is this considered trustworthy?" Sun Wenqu smiled.

"Forget it, aren't you afraid that I'll knock him out?" Fang Chi said.

"I can trust you for doing things well," Sun Wenqu said, "Did he fight back?"

"Where did he get the chance to fight back?" Fang Chi said disdainfully, "I think this guy is always playing outdoors or something, and I thought he had a few tricks. I guess he can't even beat you."

"What do you mean I can't even beat you?" Sun Wenqu laughed.

"The wording is inappropriate, your physical strength...is pretty good, when we do it, you..." After Fang Chi finished speaking, he was inexplicably excited, and a certain part of Sun Wenqu was ready to move, he sighed , "Oh fuck, I feel like my life is over."

Sun Wenqu didn't make a sound, his whole body shook from laughing.

Fang Chi clicked his tongue, covered his mouth, held him for a long time without moving, and changed the subject after a while: "Hey, am I really okay like this today? I think your father should put me Put it in the gangs on the street."

"It doesn't matter if he put you in the group just released from prison," Sun Wenqu yawned, "It has nothing to do with us."

"Sun Wenqu." Fang Chi whispered in his ear.

"Yeah." Sun Wenqu answered.

"I really, really, really, really like you," Fang Chi said, "Can you feel it?"

"Yes," Sun Wenqu turned his head and kissed him on the lips, "I feel like you're almost carrying me in a sack every day."

Fang Chi closed his eyes and smiled.

Fang Chi originally planned to cook as many meals as possible for Sun Wenqu at home this summer vacation, although his cooking skills are not very good.

But this plan couldn't be implemented, he didn't expect Sun Wenqu to be so busy.

After Sun Wenqu helped him fill out the application, he started to make his pottery.

As soon as he started making this thing, Sun Wenqu was too busy to see people. He went out in the morning and came back in the evening, and he looked tired every day.

Fang Chi is also very busy. Apart from training, he is also a guide. He usually does not pick up those who want to stay overnight unless they are going back to the village.

He has to pick up Sun Wenqu every day. Although Sun Wenqu is not too tired to drive, he still tries to pick him up every day.

Not only because I feel sorry for Sun Wenqu, but also because I enjoy the process.

Yes very enjoyable.

Send Sun Wenqu there every day and pick him up again.

Very interesting, very...happy.

Very enjoyable.

Fang Chi has never been in a relationship, nor has he ever imagined what it feels like to be in a relationship, but in this state, it is a relationship.

Whenever I have time, I will think of that person, and whenever I have more than 2 minutes to spare, I want to call.

This feeling can fill people up.

When Xiao Yiming came to the club to play with him, he couldn't help but say: "You look so radiant, I didn't know you thought you had a whitening injection..."

"Is it okay?" Ma Liang looked at the bottles that had just been burnt.

"The color is wrong," Sun Wenqu stared at the bottle, "The temperature is wrong."

"Low?" Ma Liang asked.

"Well," Sun Wenqu took out his phone to check the time, "Tomorrow it will be burned again."

"I'm living today, but I still haven't called at this moment?" Ma Liang asked with a smile.

"He said in the morning to play with his classmates." Sun Wenqu said.

"Just the one who likes him?" Ma Liang immediately asked.

"Yes," Sun asked, amused, "Why emphasize this?"

"Let me tell you, Fang Chi is quite attractive, handsome, sunny, and sporty," Ma Liang said, "Don't be too mean, take care of yourself."

"I'm quite concerned," Sun Wenqu patted the dirt on his pants, "He is now at the stage where no one can see him except me. After this, I can be nervous no matter how nervous I am."

It was almost time, and Sun Wenqu was about to call Fang Chi to ask when he would come over, when the phone rang, and Fang Chi's call came in.

He picked up the phone: "You..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted, Fang Chi yelled over the phone: "Dad!"

"What's the matter?" Sun asked him, wanting to laugh.

"I just came out of school!" Fang Chi yelled, "Guess what I went to school for!"

"Have you got the notice?" Sun Wenqu raised his eyebrows.

"Yes!" Fang Chi laughed, "Yes! I have received the notice! Received! You wait for me! I will pick you up right away!"

"Okay." Sun Wenqu responded with a smile.

"One more thing," Fang Chi suddenly lowered his voice after shouting this sentence, and said in a low voice, "I don't care if you are tired or not tonight."