Raiders, Boys' Dream Factory!

At first, facing Zhang Fei's question, Zhong Cuo felt embarrassed.

It was a very complicated emotion, filling his heart with remorse, guilt, shame and other messy emotions, which burned his cheeks so hot that he didn't even dare to look at Zhang Fei's expression.

but……

After sneaking a few glances at Zhang Fei's expression, Zhong Cuo found that the complex emotions in his heart were disappearing at a rapid speed, and were replaced by another desire——

He wants to beat him up!

Why can this guy laugh so badly!

His face was full of pride, mixed with damn righteousness, as if it was only natural for him to have a crush on this bastard, and if he didn't have a crush on that bastard, he would be blind and blind...

Seeing that the blush on Zhong Cuo's face receded and turned black little by little, Zhang Feicai smiled softly, and patted Zhong Cuo on the shoulder: "Little comrade, don't be embarrassed, admit it?"

"..." He really wanted to say "I'm sorry I misread you" on that bastard's face expressionlessly.

Fortunately, Zhong Cuo was still sensible, so he just turned his face away bitterly, not looking at Zhang Fei.Zhang Fei rubbed his chin to appreciate his movements, and sighed: "Why do I feel that this is not you confessing to me, but that I want to rob a girl?"

Lesbian Min quickly turned her head and glared at him fiercely.

"That's right." Zhang Fei patted him on the shoulder, sat up, sat on the edge of the bed, and met Zhong wrongly.

Zhong Cuo was sitting on the edge of the bed, but now the two of them are not usually close.He subconsciously stepped back, but was held in place by Zhang Fei.

He didn't have much strength in his hands, but Zhong Cuo felt that he couldn't break free at all.

"What are you running for, little friend Zhong~" Zhang Fei teased, raised Erlang's legs in a dawdly manner, and looked at Zhong Cuo with a smile.

As expected of his son, Zhong Cuo is really good-looking, even if he is not yet fully mature, he can still stun a little girl if he throws it out.

Sighing inwardly, Zhang Fei changed his expression to be serious, and said, "Since you have said so, as your priest and your handsome and unparalleled father, I am obliged to answer your questions. Confused."

"Now, answer my question—" Zhang Fei raised his voice, and Zhong Cuo was stunned. He raised his face involuntarily, waiting for Zhang Fei's next sentence.

"Do you think I'm shockingly handsome?" Zhang Fei asked deeply, putting his hand over his chin in a melancholy pose.

"...No." Zhong Cuo replied with a stiff face.

"Then do you think I have a unique masculine charm? I can't help but be confused when you see it?" Zhang Fei shook his head, intending to wink, but unfortunately his posture is not correct, no matter how you look at it, how do you look like it? Roll your eyes.

"...No." Zhong Cuo was expressionless.

"Then do you think my peachy complexion and Xizi make you feel impulsive?" Zhang Fei glanced at a certain part and asked warily.

"No!" Zhong Cuo almost squeezed the word out between his teeth.

"Very well, the problem is solved. You are not fascinated by my beauty." Zhang Fei suddenly regained his composure, with a serious face, "Congratulations, we can now enter the soul stage from the superficial physical stage."

"..." He really regretted it a little.

"I said Xiao Fei, what am I to you?"

Facts have proved that the soul stage is worthy of being the soul stage, and the first question Zhang Fei asked made Zhong Cuo stunned.

Is it... what?

"Priest, landlord, breeder, guardian..." Zhong Cuo didn't answer, so Zhang Fei just wrung his fingers there, and a series of words came out of his mouth. Every time there was one more, Zhong Cuo's face would turn black. "Guide on the road of life, light in the dark future..."

"... But to put it bluntly, these may be other people besides me."

Zhong Cuo was taken aback.After a while, he nodded slowly.

"You admitted it so quickly? I'm so sad." Zhang Fei muttered, and then quickly changed the subject before Zhong Cuo gritted his teeth, "Then Xiao Fei, what do you think is mine? Can't find it?"

"I owe a beating." Firm, decisive, without hesitation.

Zhang Fei sighed: "Are you sure you want me to say that you have this special feeling for me because I deserve a beating?"

Zhong Cuo was silent for a moment before slowly opening his mouth: "I'm not as clear as you...it's just a feeling."

"I used to have many priests, and some of them were very good, but they were different from you."

"What's the difference?"

"..."

"This is the key question, don't say you don't know."

"They're not as reckless as you are." Zhong Cuo thought for a while and said seriously.

Zhang Fei covered his face: "Continue."

"Someone of them treats me better than you."

Zhang Fei held his heart together: "Continue."

"But there is no one...like you, which makes me feel..." Zhong Cuo frowned and thought hard about his words for a while, and finally said with difficulty, "...very relieved."

"How to say?" Zhang Fei was taken aback, then asked with a smile.

"You know what my situation is. Even if I don't want to, I will still drag others into trouble..." After a moment of silence, Zhong Cuo whispered, "But you... I don't have to worry so much. And..."

"and?"

"..."

"Say it."

"..." Zhong wrongly opened his mouth, but his voice was softer than that of a mosquito.

"Louder I can't hear~"

"...One day."

"Huh?" Why doesn't this seem to be what he just said?

"One day it will be my turn to protect you," Zhong Cuo said fluently this time, "not like this now."

"Are you sure this is what you wanted to say just now?" Zhang Fei blinked.

"It's not you who came to block my calamity, but I blocked you." Zhong Cuo's voice gradually rose, "I may not be able to do it now, but one day..."

"That's right, I'm very touched..." Zhang Fei patted him on the shoulder, "But don't you think your essay is a bit off topic?"

"No," Zhong Cuo took a deep breath to calm himself down, "You are different from others, you are different from everyone...Although you are a bastard, you are also a bastard that I can't live without."

"I don't want you to care about other people, about...anyone but me."

Zhong Cuo stopped, then sighed, and when he spoke again, his tone was already a bit self-defeating.

"I really can't tell you what's so good about you, but I just..."

"……like you."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Cuo was relieved.

No matter what Zhang Fei thought, he at least finished what he wanted to say.

...Even so, he still hopes that Zhang Fei...the man who blushes and says "I like you too" is absolutely hopeless. At least he hopes that he can be serious!

"In other words, you really have a crush on me." Zhang Fei clapped his hands together, "Very well, the problem is solved~"

"..."

"Hey, I'm tired after talking for a long time," Zhang Fei lay back and sighed paralyzed on the bed, "Speaking of which, I just died, I need to rest more..."

"...What's your answer?"

"Answer what?" Zhang Fei blinked innocently.

"Don't play stupid!"

"Then you want to hear what I have to say?"

The clock fell silent.

"Why are you shy, at this time you can still say that you want to hear something other than 'me too'?"

"...I haven't thought about it." Zhong Cuo said in a low voice.

Zhang Fei looked at him for a while, then sighed helplessly: "It's a good thing you fell in love with me, a model of gentleness and kindness. Otherwise, if you have no conscience, you will have to count the money if you sell you."

A vein popped out on Zhong Cuo's forehead: "Quickly answer!"

"That's right, be a little domineering." Zhang Fei patted him on the shoulder appreciatively, "As for my answer... I don't know."

"……do not know?"

"Yeah, I haven't thought about this before," Zhang Fei said confidently, "I really like you, but I haven't figured out exactly what level of liking it is."

"Didn't you say you were smart?"

"When did I say that?" Zhang Fei cast a sideways glance at him, "I've always said my conscience. Although I have many advantages, I don't count smartness. Hey, people always have one or two shortcomings. "

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Zhong Cuo's head: "You just confessed your confession and you expect someone to answer you. Are you too impatient, huh?"

Seeing his unhappy face, Zhang Fei smiled and added: "But there is nothing wrong with you being impatient, after all, we don't have much time."

Zhong Cuo was startled, then fell silent.

Zhang Fei stood up, turned around and flipped through the calendar hanging on the wall, muttering something while flipping through it.Zhong Cuo gritted his teeth and said, "...forget it."

"Huh?" Zhang Fei pinched a page of the calendar and turned to look at him.

"Just pretend that I didn't say anything." Zhong Cuo said calmly, "Think about it carefully, liking you is too troublesome, and there is not much time."

Zhang Fei turned back again: "Manly man, keep your word."

"..."

"But I really like what you just said. Your success rate has increased, Comrade Xiaofei. Ah, I found it."

Zhang Fei held the calendar and tugged it, muttering, "July [-]th is August... Well, the day is a coincidence, counting..." He turned his head and looked at his watch, and found that it was past zero, "... …Today, my birthday is exactly two months away.”

He let go of the calendar, turned around, looked at the clock, and showed a very bright smile.

"Time is fleeting, youth is hard to return, since it is so..."

He got closer to Zhong Cuo, lowered his head, leaned into his ear and said with a smile: "Little Zhong, let's hurry up and talk about a two-month relationship?"

"you sure?"

After Zhang Fei triumphantly announced, Zhong Cuo was silent for a long time before finally speaking.

"Of course." Zhang Fei sat back on the bed, "But I have to remind you that you still have an obligation to make me fall in love with you, which is very difficult."

"Just in love?"

"If you have the ability..." Zhang Fei glanced at him and smiled without showing his teeth.

Zhong Cuo clenched his fist silently, but Zhang Fei's ghostly voice added another sentence: "...the premise is that you know how to do it..."

"..." One day, he can do whatever he wants!

"It's done, now I can sleep..." Zhang Fei climbed back on the bed, yawning, "Hey, this is really a thrilling and exciting night..."

"Where is the fragrance?"

"Don't worry about such trivial matters." Zhang Fei rolled into the quilt and muttered.

Zhong Cuo sighed. To be honest, he was also tired after tossing around all night.

After changing into his pajamas and washing up, he was about to go to bed when he met Zhang Feiyou's eyes.

"Are you sure you shouldn't sleep elsewhere?"

"Why?" Zhong Cuo was taken aback. Although Zhang Fei complained that the bed was a bit cramped when he grew up, but not long ago, this person just changed to a double bed to ensure it was spacious.

"Because we used to be pure comrades-in-arms and father-son relationship, but now you may covet my pure body..." Zhang Fei's half-dead voice came.

Zhong Cuo glared, Zhang Fei smiled and moved half of the bed away.

Lying on the bed, Zhong Cuo sorted out his thoughts and felt that things were quite incredible.

Before he said those words, he was in a state of disarray.After he said it, he was flustered again, for fear that it might destroy the relationship he liked with Zhang Fei.

But now it seems...

"You really don't care?" Zhong Cuo's voice came lightly, and Zhang Fei, who was squinting his eyes and brewing drowsiness, twitched his eyebrows: "Don't care about what?"

"I am a man, and you are a man..."

"I'm only thinking about this now?" Zhang Fei rolled his eyes, "Other than that, we are still the ghost king and the priest, father and son, and there are only two months left. Which of these is not as good as you and I are both men. Worse?"

"..." What he said seemed to be true, but it seemed a little wrong...

"I figured it out a long time ago. Gender doesn't really matter. It's normal for a man like me to fall in love with a man and a woman..."

The clock grinds his teeth wrongly, and he regrets asking this question.

"Actually, you're not the first man to confess to me. When I was still a tyrant in Linshan, some bold guys fell in love with me. I don't need to talk about the consequences. It's quite sad to think about it now, but it's a pity. At that time, I was young, ignorant, ignorant."

"..." Zhong Cuo was silent.

"Hey, let's not talk about this, sleep and sleep."

"...Who is that person you are talking about?"

"Huh? I knew someone back then."

"What is your name?"

"Why are you asking this?"

"Ask."

"May I ask why you have such a hideous expression..."

"Dick?"

"Fuck, you're insulting my taste."

"... Ouyang Fei?"

"Day, you are trampling on my personality!"

"Who is that?"

"You don't know, don't ask, what's the use of asking..."

"who is it?"

"I want to sleep……"

"who is it?!"