What bad thoughts can a little wolf dog have?

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Heat a small amount of oil, put the whole crucian carp into the pot, and fry the fish thoroughly on both sides with the sound of "stabbing".Add the tofu to the hot water and bring to a boil.

Oil and water are fully emulsified under the action of protein.

The color of the soup gradually turned into an appetizing milky white, and the tofu was simmered and pierced.

Wash rice, cook rice.

The doorbell rang twice very politely and slowly.

Pei Yijun put down the book in his hand and walked to the entrance, looked at the monitor screen, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

Song Fang was wearing short-sleeved military training camouflage, with his hat and coat in his hands. His gray-blue short hair was disheveled, his exposed skin was slightly reddened by the sun, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were as bright as ever.

Half of the hem of the army green short sleeves is tucked into the belt, and the other half hangs casually around the waist.

Ruffian, undisciplined, sexy.

The humid air was filled with the warm breath of sweat, and the male hormone with a strong personal label rushed towards Pei Yijun unscrupulously.

Pei Yijun's legs were a little weak.

He kind of regretted yesterday's impulse.

Keren has come in.

In Song Fang's impression, Pei Yijun wore a white shirt most of the time, as if he could smell the sun when he was clean.But because of the cold eyes, there is always a sense of alienation far away in the sky.

He glanced at the beige home clothes on Pei Yijun's body. The soft material drapes well, and outlines a narrow waist.Perhaps it was because of the environment in his own home that allowed him to relax from the inside out, the whole person looked a bit lazy.

Song Fang thought of Lan Jin gradually growing up at home.In the evening when Jin Wuxi was falling, he lay lazily on the window sill with his hands in his hands, and his big fluffy tail flicked and flicked slowly.

He smiled under his eyes and moved his nose, "It smells so good, is it fish soup?"

"Cucian carp tofu soup invigorates the spleen and appetizers, um, if you have anything you want to eat, you can tell me, I can cook anything." Pei Yijun found out the newly bought slippers.

Song Fang changed his shoes with a hippie smile, "I don't choose, I like to eat whatever I do."

If this sentence makes the aunt at home hear it, she will be pissed off.Song Fang is the youngest in the family, and the whole family dotes on him, so he is the most difficult to serve.It also has a gourmet tongue, which can taste sweet and salty.

After turning off the tap, Song Fang picked up a brand new blue striped towel to wipe his face and hands according to what Pei Yijun said, and looked around the bathroom slowly.

It can be seen that Pei Yijun loves cleanliness very much, the whole bathroom corners, even the bathroom mirror are wiped spotless.In addition to toothbrush, toothpaste and facial cleanser, there are also facial cleansers, dental irrigators, razors and some bottles and jars for skin care on the washstand.

Quite delicate.

Pei Yijun didn't lift his head when he heard the footsteps, "You serve rice."

"it is good."

Song Fang walked to the stove first, bent down, and looked forward over Pei Yijun's shoulder.

"Wow, it really is bacon, I smelled it just now."

Pei Yijun is not short, he is 180cm tall, but Song Fang is more than half a head taller than him, and his frame is also a circle bigger than him. The shadow cast completely covers Pei Yijun, and the hormonal smell mixed with sunshine and a little sweat smells on his body again. It rushed straight into his lungs.

Pei Yijun's heart beat faster.

"Hurry up and serve the food." He urged and elbowed the people behind him.

Song Fang covered his chest that had been slapped, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then raised an imperceptible arc at the corners of his lips, and let out an obedient ooh.

Crucian carp lettuce tofu soup, cucumber jellyfish head cold, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried bacon with green peppers.

The aroma of home-cooked food, which is different from the big pot of rice, is mixed with smoke and fire, which instantly hooked the gluttons in Song Fang's stomach, not to mention that Pei Yijun made these by himself.

Since he suddenly said half a year ago that he would give up the offer he had already obtained to study management in Country M, and insisted on taking the entrance examination for the Economics Department of Nantah University, he was kicked out by his father.Although his elder brother Song Hanbai would bring his aunt's soup to visit him from time to time, but Song Fang remained steadfast and did not move.

Crucian carp lettuce and tofu soup is fully cooked, cucumber jellyfish head is hot and sour and crispy, tomato scrambled eggs are a magic weapon after dinner, and the aftertaste is sweet, green pepper bacon is fat and thin, salty and attractive...

Pei Yijun doesn't have a big appetite, and he can only eat one dish and one soup at home.Before the meal, he thought that calling Song Fang to eat was just a matter of having extra chopsticks, but seeing the person across from him eating happily while blowing rainbow fart loudly, strange joy quickly spread in his heart.

Song Fang's appearance is not refined, but he is not sloppy, and he has a handsome face that everyone loves. Sitting opposite him is quite beautiful and delicious.

Suddenly, the pretty and delicious kid almost got stuck in a fishbone and coughed.

Crucian carp is delicious but has many spines.

Song Fang took two big gulps from the water glass, and when he picked up the chopsticks again, a dinner plate with crucian carp belly and every thorn picked out was pushed over.

Pei Yijun didn't say anything, just ate his own meal in silence, Song Fang smiled into fox eyes, "Thank you brother."

Unknowingly, Pei Yijun ate too much.When he put down the spoon, he already felt the obvious fullness in his stomach.

Song Fang put the last bit of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and fried bacon with green peppers on the rice, and after the two finished eating, he stood up and took the bowl away and put it in the dishwasher.

Pei Yijun was suddenly at a loss.

Isn't it impolite to let him go straight away?

It was embarrassing to let him stay.

Pei Yijun has a relatively introverted personality, let alone facing the 419 ex-friends who are several years younger than him alone.

Song Fang looked at Pei Yijun who was sitting on the computer chair holding the water glass tightly out of the corner of his eye, and wanted to laugh.Whose house is this?

In his previous life, he was rebellious and flamboyant, but he couldn't accept that he liked a man, especially if the other party was his tutor brother who was seven years older than him.After high school, he went to a foreign country directly.When he stopped running away, he decided to face up to and accept his feelings and run back to the country, but only got a shocking news-Pei Yijun was killed in a man-made car accident.

In this life, he obeyed his heart.

The more he understood, the more Song Fang felt sorry for Pei Yijun.

He has no sense of security, so he gives him wholehearted love.He shrank in his own shell, unable to be skinned raw, and he stayed with him from the corner of his eye until he came out voluntarily.

The room was so quiet that there was only the slight noise of the air conditioner working, Pei Yijun thought it was better to let Song Fang go.

This person's sense of presence is too strong.

He raised his head and was about to speak, when Song Fang bent his eyes and looked over, "Brother, I like this room type and decoration, can I visit it?"

Pei Yijun pursed his lips and hummed dryly.

With permission, Song Fang would not miss this opportunity to invade, and walked around generously.

The house Pei Yijun lives in is the first residence.Because I live alone, the master bedroom and the living room are all connected, only a partition is made, and the whole house looks very spacious.In addition to sofas and beds, the furniture also has a large workbench and bookshelves.

At this moment, the setting sun shines in through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, and after being filtered by the light-colored tulle curtains, it turns into a charming orange color.

There are a lot of green plants around the balcony, and the green leaves stretch out from the round glass containers of different sizes and shapes. On the short tatami, a few pillows that look very comfortable are scattered randomly. On the small solid wood table, apart from the tea set There was also an open copy of Neruda's Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair.

Song Fang felt that this wave of misery was really a bloody profit.

He stepped into Pei Yijun's life for the first time.

The wardrobe, bed, and floor are all simple log colors, the bedding is a deep dark blue, and the quilts are meticulously spread, clean and tidy.

Everything was expected, very Pei Yijun.

Except... the jacuzzi on the floor by the bedroom window.

This is very distasteful to Pei Yijun, because he has always followed the rules.

"This is great too, socool!" Song Fang stood by the window and turned around, expressing bluntly, "Brother, I like this bathtub so much."

"When I was a child, every time I came home tired from playing, I would lie down in the hammock, and my mother would fan me with a fan to repel mosquitoes. She taught me to count the stars, but I always counted in a mess. Brother, you also like to watch Starry sky, right?"

Pei Yijun's embarrassment and embarrassment subsided, he nodded, "I like it."

Song Fang accepted it as soon as he saw it, and didn't stay any longer. After visiting around, he took the initiative to leave.

With a bang, the door closed.

Pei Yijun breathed a sigh of relief.

He took out the thawed pork ribs from the refrigerator, Song Fangcai, it was time to grow his body, so he wanted to eat more meat.

Let's make kelp and soybean ribs soup tomorrow.

Although the pressure cooker saves time, it is still not as good as a casserole with a slow fire and a slow cooker.

The water boiled away, and the impurities in the ribs floated up. Pei Yijun slowly skimmed off the blood foam with a spoon.

The phone in my pocket vibrated "buzzing".

[Fang: Brother, eat well, you eat too little and are too skinny. 】

[Fang: I carried you to take a bath that night, I thought you were so light]

[Fang: But it doesn't hurt at all, it's very soft.Ears, fingers, legs, waist... are all soft. 】

Pei Yijun shook his hand, the spoon fell into the pot, and the hot soup splashed on his finger bones.He let out a hasty "hiss", turned around and walked quickly to the sink, turned on the faucet and was about to flush it, when he found that he had stretched out his mobile phone.

Luckily it didn't hit the water.

Pei Yijun simply bent down and slapped his face with cold water. After rushing back and forth for a long time, he felt the temperature on his face cool down.

Drops of water dripped down the thin chin, soaking the collar.

Pei Yijun didn't think it was going well.

Facing Song Fang, he couldn't stand it at all.

Who wouldn't want to have a clean, sunny, handsome, flamboyant, willful and cute boy?

Song Fang's brief appearance tonight has already brought vitality to his lifeless life.

But is he worthy?

*All the brilliance once possessed in life need to be repaid by loneliness after all.Even the most frenzied and tenacious love, in the final analysis, is nothing but a fleeting reality, only loneliness is eternal.

Song Fang is like a fish in the sea. He is used to the strong wind and waves and temporarily wants to rest and play in the calm creek, but in the end he still has to return to the sea.

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The author has something to say:

*From "One Hundred Years of Solitude"

Pei Peizi, your uncle spoils him

Fang Fang: Brother, I like to take a bath while holding you and counting the stars

Pei Pei: You...you, you can too