The Pretty Fox and the Lone Wolf

Before setting off the fireworks and revealing the prototype, on the morning of the New Year's Eve, the first thing Lu Geshi had to face was the rigid and boring study of etiquette.

"Eat small bites, eat slowly."

"Sit upright."

"Hold the bowl with both hands."

"Don't stick your chopsticks in the rice."

Lu Geshi only ate five bites in total, and Fang Yousheng lost his appetite. He put down his chopsticks in anger: "There were not so many rules when I first entered the mansion!"

"I don't pay attention to some things, but the palace pays attention to them." Fang Yousheng took a piece of lamb leg for him and persuaded him, "If you don't follow their instructions, it's easy to fall into the mouth."

The roast leg of lamb was sprinkled with cumin and hot peppers. Lu Ge touched Tian's lips, and just as he was about to take his hand, Fang Yousheng held down the back of his hand.

"Use chopsticks to remove the meat and eat."

This was like a bolt from the blue to Lu Geshi. He was not proficient in using chopsticks, and now it was even more difficult for him to use chopsticks when faced with the firm meat of the leg of lamb.

My palms were about to cramp, and the leg of lamb was still the same leg of lamb, with only a little bit of meat missing.

Fang Yousheng couldn't stand it anymore: "... Forget it, if there is such a dish, I'll help you take it apart."

"Then can I eat with my hands now!"

"Impossible." The hard-hearted Fang Yousheng said, "Eat it after everything is over."

Lu Geshi died down, and asked lazily, "What else?"

Fang Yousheng called Uncle Chen, and within a short while, Uncle Chen brought over a plate of various pastries.There was a gold-plated spoon on the side of the glass plate, which was almost as big as Lu Geshi's little finger.

Lu Geshi picked up the small spoon and asked, "Do you want to eat with this?"

"Ah."

Fang Yousheng just thought that with such a small spoon, Lu Geshi couldn't return a piece of pastry one bite at a time - in a blink of an eye, Lu Geshi used that small spoon to hold up a whole piece of mung bean cake very skillfully.

He is the Heavenly King Tota Li, and the little fox is the little bastard Togai Lu.

"Lu Geshi." Fang Yousheng suppressed a smile, and ruthlessly knocked down the trembling mung bean cake on Lu Geshi's spoon with chopsticks, "Don't be clever."

Lu Geshi pouted: "Such a small spoon, you have to eat it slowly, when will you eat it!"

"It's not uncommon to eat a piece of pastry for a day."

"A sparrow can eat more than one cake a day!"

"Well, they are not as good as sparrows." Fang Yousheng asked Uncle Chen to bring a piece of mung bean cake again, and handed the whole thing to Lu Geshi's mouth, "Okay, eat this, and we will start again."

Lu Geshi bit off half of the piece and muttered, "I'm in trouble."

Fang Yousheng ate the other half as if nothing had happened, carefully wiped off the crumbs on his hands with a silk handkerchief, pointed to the glutinous rice dumplings stuffed with red bean paste on the plate: "Eat this."

The edge of the small spoon is slightly sharp, which is convenient for the spoon holder to use it to cut the dough.Lu Geshi carefully cut off a dumpling that was the same size as spoon noodles, and ate it into his stomach with Fang Yousheng's wink.

Fang Yousheng suddenly called him: "Lu Geshi."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Lu Geshi grinned, "Didn't I do it perfectly this time!"

Fang Yousheng took out a bronze mirror from nowhere and put it in front of Lu Geshi: "Will you take a closer look?"

"What the hell..." Lu Geshi was halfway through speaking, when he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He moved closer to the bronze mirror, revealing two rows of teeth—it turned out that the upper and lower front teeth were stained with bean paste, and Lu Geshi's mouth would be exposed if he opened his mouth a little wider.

Fang Yousheng handed him a cup of tea: "Take a sip, cover your mouth with your sleeve, and rinse your mouth carefully. At that time, Ayao will wait by the side with a small basin like this."

Lu Geshi followed suit and asked again, "Do you want to do this once after taking a bite?"

Fang Yousheng nodded: "You can try not to eat this kind of pastries that are easy to stick to your teeth. I teach you this just in case."

"Will they still force me to eat?"

"It won't be obvious."

"This palace is what you said..."

Lu Geshi didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Fang Yousheng understood what he meant, and continued, "It's worse than a dungeon."

Lu Gezhi looked around in a hurry: "Can I say this?"

"No." Fang Yousheng shook his head slightly, "So don't think about it anymore."

Lu Geshi has lived in Fang's residence for so long, but he has never been to the study room—Fang You himself doesn't go there often in his life.

The smell of lukewarm ink there was incompatible with the man's aggressive aura, and it also contradicted the little fox's active and lively temperament.

Stepping on the noon sun and pushing open the door, you can vaguely see particles floating in the air, countless elves surging up, wrapped in a book atmosphere and shining brightly.

"What are you doing here?" Lu Geshi asked.

"Recite poems."

"Recite poems?!" Lu Geshi recalled the terrible memory of being tied to a chair by Hu Ce to attend lectures in the gang, and resisted, "I don't want to recite poems!"

"If you don't want to recite it, you have to recite it."

Fang Yousheng couldn't resist, pulling Lu Geshi onto his lap and sitting there, with his strong arms wrapped around the little fox's waist, preventing him from escaping.

He explained: "There may be a drinking order at that time, and poetry is required. It's your turn, what do you do?"

"You...you can tell me in a low voice when the time comes."

"That also requires you to know what sentences are there." Fang Yousheng's patience became better and better, "Good boy, I'll accompany you."

Different from the old-fashioned and strict teacher who held a ruler, Fang Yousheng's voice was deep and gentle, which reminded Lu Geshi of the warm red sunset.

Fang Yousheng's patience today is really exceptional.Lu Geshi was distracted a few times and didn't hear a harsh word. Later, Lu Geshi himself felt embarrassed, his eyes widened and he concentrated on reciting poems.

Occasionally, Fang Yousheng would praise him for his fast recitation, and then he would find a piece of stove candy out of nowhere and feed it to the little fox.

Lu Geshi never thought that studying would be such a sweet thing.

Fang Yousheng's thighs are the most comfortable cushions in the world, Fang Yousheng's chest is the most reliable harbor in the world; and Lu Geshi is the smartest little fox with the most scholarly temperament in the world.

Lu Geshi was even a little obsessed with such a long and gentle time. When Fang Yousheng asked him if he wanted to eat, his first reaction was to shake his head—but soon, the smell of food slipped in through the crack of the door, hooking Moved the glutton in his stomach.

Hearing his stomach growling, Fang Yousheng chuckled lightly, "Do you want to eat now?"

Lu Geshi nodded, and reluctantly turned back to Fang Yousheng and asked, "Will you recite after eating?"

"These are enough." Fang You had some business plans, lowered his voice, "Didn't we want to set off fireworks?"

"……what!"

Only then did Lu Geshi recall the agreement with Fang Yousheng last night, and broke away from Fang Yousheng's shackles with red ears: "First, let's eat first!"

Fang Yousheng originally thought that Lu Geshi's willingness to show his original form in front of him meant that Lu Geshi had completely regarded him as a relative.

Seeing the little fox's embarrassing appearance now, he vaguely remembered another meaning.

Fang Yousheng was a little annoyed at his recklessness, but soon, he walked out righteously and nonchalantly.

He is just a human being with no evil intentions, so how could he know the significance of showing his original form to a demon?

As A Yao said before, the Fangfu on New Year's Eve is no different from the past - no couplets, no window grilles, and no elaborate New Year's Eve dinner.Fireworks and firecrackers started to be set off outside very early, and everything seemed far away from Fangfu.

Lu Geshi felt that Fang Yousheng's dislike of the Chinese New Year probably had something to do with his missing parents.He intuitively felt that this was a sad thing, so he never asked why.

After serving the two of them to eat, the servants sat around and set up a new table in the backyard, drinking and having fun by themselves.

"Is this always the case?" Lu Geshi asked Fang Yousheng, "They are having fun, what about you?"

Fang Yousheng replied casually: "Go out for a walk, or go back to your room and sleep."

"Come and set off fireworks with me this year!" Lu Geshi pulled him, "Uncle Chen said that he has already bought all kinds of fireworks for us, and they are piled up in the yard! Let's go out and set them off in the yard." ?”

"what ever."

Lu Geshi curled his lips in dissatisfaction——Chen Bo probably bought all the fireworks he could buy, and piled them up under the plum tree, which looked like a fireworks stand.

Lu Geshi quickly ran behind the pile of fireworks, half of his body was covered, only his shoulders, neck and head were exposed.He half-lyed on the topmost fireworks box, and hooked his hands at Fang Yousheng: "Guest officer, please choose whatever you want."

Fang Yousheng put his hands behind his back, and pointed to the biggest firework underneath very cooperatively: "How much is this?"

"This..." Lu Gezhi said nonsense, "50 taels!"

"50 taels? Where did you come from, a black-hearted boss?" Fang Yousheng waved his hand, "Then I won't buy it."

"Hey! Five...five taels?"

"It's only five taels for such a big one?" Fang Yousheng picked up a box of the smallest firework sticks and asked, "What about this one? Five taels?"

Lu Gezhi raised his eyes cautiously: "Shiwen?"

Fang Yousheng nodded, took out twelve taels from his pocket and handed it to Lu Geshi: "I want it, and I will reward you if you have more."

Lu Gezhi smiled and said obediently: "Okay! Thank you, Lord!"

In a blink of an eye, Lu Geshi ran out thumping, and said again: "Then shall we release this today?"

"Will it be too small? It will be gone in a while."

"You picked this, let this go!"

Fang Yousheng patted the back of Lu Geshi's head, took out a firework stick from the box and handed it to the little fox. Just as he took out the firecracker, Lu Geshi asked in a panic, "Hold it in your hand?"

"Haven't you ever played?" Fang Yousheng comforted, "It's not scary."

Lu Geshi shook his head, a little nervous: "Brother Hu only sets off that kind of big and loud firecrackers every time, and never buys these fun fireworks."

"Don't worry. If you're really scared, just hold the edge and stretch your hand."

As Fang Yousheng said, he rolled up Lu Geshi's sleeves a little.After Lu Geshi nodded generously, Fang Yousheng smiled and slowly lit the bare fireworks stick.

"Bah-"

The subtle sound brought up the splashing fireworks, and the constantly burning and flickering spots were like falling stars, suddenly lighting up the sky and the earth.At this moment, Fang Mansion finally connected with the complicated world outside.Fang Yousheng and Lu Geshi seemed to be just an ordinary couple among all living beings in this world, and their hearts were full of beautiful visions and expectations.

This expectation is very vague and ambiguous.Before Lu Geshi had time to catch the specific meaning in it, the fireworks burned out; while Fang Yousheng's gaze was still on Lu Geshi's lit eyes, he seemed to have made some wish, but he didn't seem to have any. .

"Do you want another one?"

Although Fang Yousheng was asking questions, he had already brought out another fire pocket.

But Lu Geshi shook his head: "No more."

"...No more? Why not?"

Fang Yousheng was at a loss for a moment.

Lu Geshi couldn't put it into words, he just felt an unreasonable loneliness in his heart at the moment when the fireworks went out, and when he thought that such loneliness might happen again, he felt very palpitating.

"My wish seems to have been made secretly while I wasn't paying attention." Lu Geshi said, "That's enough."

"Don't you want to play a little longer?"

Lu Geshi shook his head slowly but firmly this time: "You don't even look at the fireworks, you just look at me. You still don't like these, do you?"

Fang Yousheng's eyes showed a bit of powerlessness, and after a while, he finally spoke:

"I can't really be happy...Ge Shi, my parents left on the day of the Chinese New Year."

"But at least this year, I won't be sad anymore." Fang Yousheng leaned on Lu Geshi's forehead lightly, and said, "The sadness is all driven away by the fireworks."

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