Great God's Feeding Rules

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Fang Zuo's heart skipped a beat.

"For idols, ordinary people don't always react like this. Look at those big stars, fans are excited like crazy when they take a photo with the past. Of course I will, I will be ecstatic, hahaha, That's it."

Beiye glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and couldn't hold back the smile on his lips, but he didn't force him anymore: "I thought you were disappointed in me, but I didn't expect you to be in love for a long time."

Fang Zuo "hehe" laughed dryly twice, not daring to respond again.

As soon as he got home, Fang Zuo couldn't wait to enter the room and fell on the bed. Fang Zuo's mind was full of Bei Ye's expression when he approached him. His body temperature, which hadn't cooled down, rose again. He got up annoyed and went into the bathroom. .

The shower was icy and cold, and Fang Zuo couldn't help but tremble all over due to the icy coldness. However, the moment the water suddenly rushed down, the figure of Bei Ye in his mind was diluted a lot.

After washing, he finally didn't have to rely on cold water to wake himself up. After putting on his pajamas, Fang Zuo carefully listened to the movement in front of the door, making sure that Beiye was not outside before he went out.

squeak~

As soon as Fang's left door opened, the opposite door followed, and he stared blankly at the opposite side.

The man smiled at him with bright eyes, and Fang Zuo saw that his hair was wet and untouched, and the tip of his hair was still dripping water, and it was slowly sliding down his collarbone...

And the man was not wearing anything, only a pair of boxers in the middle...

Fang Zuo's throat rolled, and he shook his head: "I'm going to eat."

He rushed into the kitchen without looking back, and buried his head in the refrigerator for a long time without getting out.

Obviously, he usually looks at a thin figure, but after taking off his clothes, he has tight and firm muscles, and six-pack abs lying on his waist and abdomen, plus water droplets rolling on his body...

Fang Zuo groaned in his heart, and finally stretched out his head. Without the cold air in the refrigerator, the burning heat on his body became more obvious. He took a deep breath, took out the ingredients, and glanced outside the door.

Beiye didn't follow, but it's okay.

"What are we eating today?"

I don't know why, but people's wishes always fail today. Just as he was thankful that Bei Ye didn't follow, Bei Ye came around from the living room.

Fang Zuo lowered his head, afraid that what he would see when he raised his head was a topless Bei Ye.

But Beiye just didn't let him go his way, intentionally or unintentionally swayed to his left and right, and brushed against his back from time to time.

However, the moment he passed by, Fang Zuo breathed a sigh of relief, and the back was obviously covered with cloth.

"Eat noodles, you go out first." Fang Zuo straightened his back, finally able to take a good breath.

But Bei Ye didn't move, and stood beside him, with his head lowered, his broken hair brushed against Fang Zuo's cheek, and he said with a smile, "Spare rib noodles, not bad."

After watching the ingredients, Beiye returned to the living room satisfied.

As for Fang Zuo in the kitchen, he kept his hands on the cutting board for a long time without moving.

The wet hair seemed to have been wiped with a towel, and the semi-wet and semi-dry hair gently swept across his cheeks, and the fragrance of mint lingered slightly on the tip of his nose, making him feel a little out of control.

Confused.

It seems that only this word can describe his current mood.

It took a long time for the noodles to come out of the pot, and Bei Ye frowned after taking a bite: "Did you cook the noodles as ribs?"

Fang Zuo's reaction was a bit slow, and before he could respond to Bei Ye, he said again: "It's the same after eating, forget it."

Fang Zuo let out an "oh", he couldn't taste the noodles in his mouth.He lowered his head, but his eyes couldn't stop squinting. After a meal, there were only two words left in his mind: Beiye.

Bei Ye, Bei Ye, Fang Zuo thought of many ways to get him out of his mind, but they were all defeated in the end, as long as he raised his eyes, it was that face, that long exposed leg...

"Fang Zuo."

"what?"

"what are you thinking?"

Fang Zuo had no choice but to raise his head. Seeing Beiye looking at him in confusion, he suddenly came back to his senses and said, "It's nothing, have you finished eating?"

He said it was not tasty, but he still ate the noodles, Fang Zuo grunted twice.

"You haven't been right since you came back, stomach upset or headache?"

"Everything is fine. I'll clean up after eating. However, my eyes may be looking at something that shouldn't be seen. It hurts. I have to go to bed early."

Beiye hooked his lips, and smiled faintly: "Is there anything you shouldn't see, maybe you saw it in the bar..."

"I didn't see anything," Fang Zuo immediately interrupted him, blaming himself for talking too much about eye pain, "I'm just tired and want to rest early."

"Oh," Bei Ye replied, "I'm still going to discuss the next plot, since you're tired, go to bed early."

Fang Zuo couldn't help but gritted his teeth. He obviously didn't need to discuss it with him. It was obvious that he was deliberately playing tricks on him, but it was hard to refuse. After all, it was the first time that Bei Ye took the initiative to mention work.

"Let's talk about it after work, okay?" Fang Zuo pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm inspired right now."

An undeniable answer.

The smile on the corner of Fang Zuo's mouth became more and more stiff, and finally he gritted his teeth: "Okay, my god."

It never occurred to Fang Zuo that Beiye really wanted to talk to him about work, and he sorted out the whole plot trend for Fang Zuo in detail.

There are a bunch of outlines, detailed outlines, revised editions, and annotations.

As an editor, Fang Zuo is not qualified now, and as an author, he has not been able to please readers, but after reading Beiye's information, Fang Zuo has to say that he suddenly feels enlightened.

He felt that his eyes might be shining now, and the heart of admiration could not stop overflowing.

"Don't look at me like that, as if you want to eat me."

Fang Zuo scratched his hair and smiled: "The Great God is worthy of being a Great God."

Beiye didn't shake his head as he said, but when Fang Zuo was surprised by Beiye's strength, he didn't expect that Beiye would suddenly lean over.

His heartbeat slowed down by half a beat in an instant, Fang Zuo hid back, thinking to himself that Beiye's nature is still hard to change, and he has ulterior motives.

"To judge the quality of a text, not only must the logic be clear, but also the rhythm of the writing, and..."

Bei Ye explained to him word by word, Fang Zuo just nodded his head, completely ignoring the fact that Bei Ye came over suddenly, and when Bei Ye finished speaking, Fang Zuo thought about it, His mouth was touched lightly by a warm object.

Fang Zuo's body froze along with his mind.

"It's getting late, go to bed."

Fang Zuo blinked, making sure his mouth was touched by Beiye's hand again.

"Why, do you still want to stay with me for a while?" Seeing him not moving, Bei Ye couldn't help smiling, "You can sleep in my room, I don't mind at all."

"roll……"

After Fang Zuo gritted his teeth, he turned and entered his room without turning his head.

Sure enough, he was stupid again, making people tease, tease!More than once!

But why is his heart beating so fast.

dong dong~

"Really not coming?" There were two knocks on the door, and Beiye's voice reached his ears against the door.