You're a cannon fodder

December passed, Xia Yang had a lot of free time, but Fang Zexi was still busy.

Many domestic small and medium-sized enterprises like to settle accounts for one year before the Spring Festival, and even the banks are also busy.Many financial products will be launched at the end of the year, and it is not easy to complete the task.Achievement is a bottomless pit, and after the task is completed, the target of the new task will be higher. Even with the help of a handsome and rich boyfriend like Xia Yang, it still doesn't work.

Fang Zexi was under a lot of pressure, and Xia Yang felt distressed, so he didn't ask him to cook hard after get off work, and usually he would take some takeaways, or go home after eating.

When Xia Yang was free, he thought about learning how to cook, so that he could take turns with Fang Zexi in the future.They are all based on zero foundation. It makes no sense that what Fang Zexi can learn, he can't learn.

But he couldn't afford to ask someone else to teach him, so he bought home-cooked recipes and a bunch of utensils, and cooked a combination of Chinese and Western food in the kitchen by himself.

When Fang Zexi came home from get off work, parked his car and came out, and saw a passer-by pointing his head up, he was so frightened that his heart almost stopped beating.

There were bursts of white smoke coming out of a window on the eleventh floor. The amount was small, but it looked terrifying.

Fang Zexi's mind went blank, but he still remembered that he couldn't make a phone call, so he could only run upstairs desperately.

No one stopped him on the road and shouted "Dangerous, dangerous, you can't go up", and no one put a wet quilt on him.

Of course, he couldn't have imagined such a bloody scene at this time.

After he took out the key with trembling hands and opened the door, he found that Xia Yang was standing in the open kitchen, coughing non-stop, while frantically pouring water into the pan, so the sizzling sound became louder and louder. The cluster of white smoke almost made him into a big face.

Seeing this scene, Fang Zexi felt his heart relax, and his feet were almost too soft to stand up.He leaned against the door for two seconds, then strode in, turned off the fire, opened the window and turned on the range hood.

Xia Yang's face was full of embarrassment, Fang Zexi stared at him silently, and suddenly punched him.

However, this punch finally stopped hitting the face, but hit the shoulder. Xia Yang only felt his arm go numb, and then he was hugged in his arms.

Fang Zexi's breathing was a little short, and his body even trembled a little. The hand holding him was unsteady, but it was so tight that it was almost breathless.

It only took Xia Yang a moment to understand what Fang Zexi was thinking, silently hugged back, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Fang Zexi waited for a long time before slowly regaining his composure, revealing his poisonous tongue again, and mockingly said, "Second Young Master Xia, can you be a little more subtle?"

Xia Yang kept grinning and didn't refute.

There was a black thing in the pan, which was still bubbling in the water, Fang Zexi threw the whole pan into the sink.

It's just that I forgot to turn on the range hood, but it doesn't make the whole room look like it's on fire!

Fang Zexi checked the house, not to mention the kitchen, oily water stains, vegetable leaves and minced meat fell everywhere, and the outside of the kitchen was also washed into a mess by oily fumes, everything felt greasy.

What's more, there is a shiny water mark on the wooden floor, which stretches from the kitchen to the corner of the living room.

Fang Zexi immediately imagined a miraculous picture, the beautiful carp prince escaped from the frying pan, jumped and fled to the living room, but was finally caught by the evil butcher and slapped him unconscious on the wall , Throwing it on the chopping board, disemboweling it and dissecting it...

"How long have you been doing it?"

"Soon..." Xia Yang responded evasively, and finally compromised under Fang Zexi's gaze, "It will only be three to five hours. There is nothing to do in the company this afternoon..."

"How many dishes did you cook?"

"I didn't even make it... no, I made an egg custard! Try it!"

Fang Zexi found the bowl of so-called egg custard in the corner of the Liulitai, and a layer of black ash had inexplicably floated on it, but he took out the spoon and tasted it without changing his face, nodded and said: "not bad."

Xia Yang was suddenly as happy as a kindergarten kid who got a big red flower.

Fang Zexi went on to say: "You didn't add salt, did you? The firepower is too strong? The eggs are tasteless, and there are many holes in the middle of steaming, so they are not smooth."

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"This kind of plot that only appears in Xiaobai Weak Shou drama, how did you, Xia Ershao, perform it?!" Fang Zexi went crazy, and pressed Xia Yang on the greasy kitchen counter Gritting his teeth, he said, "Do you know what I most want to do right now?!"

Xia Yang's center of gravity was unstable, he supported the countertop with his hands, and immediately his hands were full of oil, his face was covered with black lines, he retracted his hands resentfully, and put them on Fang Zexi's waist, neither hugging nor not hugging , maintaining an uncomfortable posture.

Fang Zexi bit his neck and said, "I really want to fuck you to death!"

Of course they didn't do anything in the end. Strictly speaking, both of them were a bit of a clean freak. Although they didn't change the sheets once a day, mop the floor twice and take a shower three times, they still collapsed in the face of this dirty environment.

Xia Yang said, "Why don't you move to my place and live there for a few days? I'll ask someone to clean it up here."

Fang Zexi suddenly turned his head to stare at him, and said, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Xia Yang, who was wronged, was very helpless: "Yes, I did it on purpose."

Fang Zexi smiled, hugged him and kissed him, and pushed them into the bathroom together.

They squeezed together in the small bathroom and took a shower, changed their clothes and went straight to Xia Yang's house.

The next morning, when Fang Zexi went to work, Xia Yang called him and asked him if there was anything he needed to move. While staring at the computer, he replied humbly, "Look at the move."

"Then I'm all emptied?"

Fang Zexi clamped the phone to his ear, reached out and typed a set of numbers on the form, and said with a smile, "Move it if you can."

When he came home from get off work and saw the empty house, he didn't react for a while, thinking he was robbed.

After evacuating the things, he found that there were many dark smoke spots on the kitchen top, and there were a few obvious scratches on the countertop. Fang Zexi was very depressed. How could this make him go to the landlord to talk about quitting the lease!

Forget it, it's not realistic to cancel the rent at the end of the year, Fang Zexi thought about it, and decided to wait until the end of the busy period to pack up.

He went to Xia Yang's house full of depression, and pressed him on the carpet.

After finishing, Xia Yang regained his composure and asked, "Are you angry?"

"How could it be?" Fang Zexi rolled around the man in his arms, raised the corner of his mouth and touched his face, and said, "I just found an excuse to pressure you."

"..."

Fang Zexi put Xia Yang in his arms to take a shower and eat. The dishes served by the chef were still so exquisite. He suddenly felt that he had really wronged Xia Yang for a long time.

After eating, the two hugged each other and watched TV for a while. Fang Zexi twirled the remote control in his hand and asked, "Have you been uncomfortable living in that small house for a long time?"

"Huh?" Xia Yang raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and smiled after a while, "Of course not."

He adjusted his posture, pressed Fang Zexi into the sofa, looked down at him and said, "It's just that we have done everything that can be done over there, but we haven't done it here."

Fang Zexi was speechless for a moment, thinking that he had done what he said, his face began to heat up a little.

"Sofa, study room, carpet, bathtub, big bed, dining table, kitchen, storage room, gym..." Xia Yang counted the places by Fang Zexi's ear in a low and ambiguous voice, and then stretched out his hand to hold him Go to the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room.

Xia Yang's rooftop villa is always full of heating, no matter which room he walks in, it is always hot, a layer of fog accumulated on the floor-to-ceiling windows, Xia Yang wiped it away with his hands, let Fang Zexi look out of the window, and continued : "It's a pity that the weather is too cold. In summer, I want to do it again with you in the swimming pool, in the garden, and on the swing."

Fang Zexi's face was covered with black lines, but his body felt hot intermittently. He couldn't resist it, couldn't stop it, he pressed Xia Yang against the glass, and said through gritted teeth: "And this floor-to-ceiling window, if it is daytime, will it be hot?" Will be seen by your family gardener? Huh?"

Xia Yang turned his head to think for a while, then secretly pulled out forcefully, pressed against Fang Zexi and said, "You can try."

The scorching breath lingered in his ears, and Fang Zexi felt hot all over.Before he met Xia Yang, he never knew that he would be such a sensual person. He trembled slightly, and squeezed out two words between his teeth: "Pervert."

Xia Yang kissed his Adam's apple, bit it lightly, took advantage of his unpreparedness and touched down, touched the hard object that was scorching hot through his trousers, smiled with satisfaction, and said slowly: " Bamboo sticks, as I said earlier, each other."

Fang Zexi lived at Xia Yang's house until the end of the year. He often worked overtime to socialize, and sometimes it was late at night when he got home.

Xia Yang moved the computer to the living room, and Fang Zexi could see it as soon as he got home.

Fang Zexi made fun of him and said, "Why don't you just move to the elevator, this place is big enough, and you can see me the first time."

Xia Yang actually thought about it for a while, nodded and said, "This is also a good place."

Then the next day, he installed an air conditioner in the small hall by the door, and pressed Fang Zexi on the door to do it, letting him appreciate the concept of doing everything he can do.

"Do you like it?" Xia Yang leaned into Fang Zexi's ear and asked in a hoarse voice.

"I like your brother-in-law! Ah...Xia...Xia Yang...don't...over there...uh..."

"Like it?"

"Hmm... um..." At this moment, Fang Zexi could no longer speak a complete sentence.

Living in Xia Yang's house, he has to drive in and out every day. Although it is not conspicuous, it will naturally be noticed every day.

When Fang Zexi agreed to move there, he had already decided to face it calmly with a risk-taking mentality, but to his surprise, when he went to work the next morning, a bunch of people came to condolences to him, and the lines were all the same: "The house It doesn’t matter if it burns, as long as people are fine.”

Fang Zexi was confused, so he could only politely say, "Thank you for your concern."

Has the smoke from your house spread so widely?

After a while, everyone in the bank knew that Fang Zexi's house was on fire, and now he was staying in Tian Yangxia's hotel.

Some people are envious and others are jealous. Of course, in this world, there are also a few people outside of Two-dimensional who would YY his relationship with Xia Yang.

The so-called great harmony in the world, there are rotten women everywhere.

Fang Zexi was transferred through Xia Yang's relationship, which is known to many people. There were a lot of gossips at the beginning, but then gradually lessened. He has strong work ability, good personality, and gets along well with his colleagues.

A female colleague asked half jokingly and half tentatively: "Vice President Fang is so happy. He lives in a five-star hotel every day. It's very luxurious, right? What's the relationship between you and Tian Yangxia? I'm so jealous."

Fang Zexi smiled and satisfied her lust, and said, "A relationship with unspoken rules."

So the female colleague ran away clutching her chest.

However, the more secretive this kind of thing is, the more people will be skeptical when they get to the bottom of it.

Fang Zexi justifiably drove that little broken car in and out of Xia Yang's star club. The hotel occupies a large area, and few people seemed to know that Xia Yang's house was on the top floor.

While he breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Zexi felt slightly uneasy. Xia Yang was too considerate for him, knowing what he was afraid of, so he was considerate and thoughtful, accommodating him everywhere, but he couldn't guarantee anything.He also wanted to be honest and upright, not to be as false as he is now.

This made him feel sorry for Xia Yang, and this sense of guilt made him become more and more active.

For example, take the initiative... lie flat and suffer...