The ruffian is hard to guard

In Northeast China, bathing culture has a long history, and bathing is a casual and solemn activity for every Northeasterner.

Zhan Changsong casually took off his T-shirt, revealing his firm and firm chest and abdominal muscles, while Fei Fan sat solemnly on the changing chair with a constipated expression on his face.

"Why don't you change it?" Zhan Changsong bent his fingers and flicked Fei Fan's head, "I was chattering on the way here, and I had to hold you down to come in. How nice it is to take a bath on a hot day. Don't make me look like a bear."

As he spoke, he took off his outer pants, revealing two long legs that were straight, slender and full of strength.

Zhan Changsong grabbed the only thin cloth left on his body with his thumb, and was about to take it off when he was stopped by a sudden voice.

"Wait!" Fei Fan quickly covered his nose, feeling the stickiness and warmth in his palm, "I'm going to the bathroom."

After that, he grabbed a bath towel and ran to the bathroom, closed the door with a bang, and leaned against the door tightly with his back.

After he took a breath, he slowly let go of the hand covering his nose, only to see that one-third of his palm was stained with blood.

In front of him was a yellow and cloudy mirror, from which Fei Fan saw a very wretched face with nosebleeds.

"It's so fucking embarrassing!" Fei Fan wailed, and slid to the ground leaning against the door.He slapped himself not lightly or harshly. He couldn't stand the temptation so much, you could even like Old Dog Zhan!

However, Old Dog Zhan has a really good figure!With broad shoulders and long legs, the muscles on the waist and abdomen are tight and not exaggerated. They are much more attractive than those trained by lifting weights.

With a sore nose, the hot stream surged out again, Fei Fan wept in a low voice, and slowly put his hand into his pants reluctantly.

"You're fucking constipated, I've been waiting for you for 10 minutes!" Zhan Changsong saw Fei Fan coming out of the toilet with a towel wrapped around his chest, "You didn't even open the door when you knocked, I almost thought you were dead inside. Tell the boss to break down the door forcibly."

Fei Fan glanced at Zhan Changsong, who was wearing a bath towel, and coughed lightly: "Stop talking nonsense, let's go."

"Why are you wrapping yourself up so tightly? You're like a big girl. You're a fucking man. What's there to be afraid of?" Zhan Changsong took a piece of soap and gestured in front of Fei Fan.

bath?Soap?What kind of match is this?Fei Fan suddenly felt his blood boil, and the little thing that had just softened was about to try again. He hurriedly turned around, took off his shoes and walked quickly into the soup pool.

Northerners love to take a bath, and there are several large and small baths in this small town.The grade is so high, the facilities are not so luxurious, but the names are more foreign than each other: Yedu, Jin Kaiyue, Nicholas, and the portrait of Zhao Si is missing.

Fei Fan and Zhan Changsong came to Yedu today, the fare is cheap and there is a small soup pool.

Not many people take a bath in summer, so Fei Fan chose a remote small soup pool, submerged in the water up to his chest, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhan Changsong greeted people all the way and walked over. When pulling the bath towel, Fei Fan couldn't help but glanced at it.

Zhan Changsong got into the water and began to complain: "Run like a rabbit, and you are not afraid of slipping and falling. Why did you choose such a pool? There are so many people and so lively."

"Dirty, you have to do it yourself." Fei Fan's heart trembled, and Zhan Changsong was so far away that he closed his eyelids and pretended to be dead.

After the age of 16, he went into a public bath once. He wanted to feast his eyes on all kinds of daring, but he didn't expect to be irritated by all kinds of big belly and loose fat. His weak heart was hit violently. He felt resentful towards his sexuality, wishing to straighten himself up to like women.

"Tsk, Xiao Feiwu, why are you so hypocritical, what's the fun in taking a bath without talking about the mountains?"

Fei Fan stretched out his arms without opening his eyes, and made a gesture of invitation: "Go quickly, I won't see you off."

The white wrist shook Zhan Changsong's eyes, he was startled for a moment, looked down at his arm, and couldn't help muttering: "Grass, why are your wrists so thin?"

He moved a little closer to Fei Fan, tilted his head and asked, "Why don't you go to the movies with Wang Meili? Don't you like her?"

Fei Fan opened his eyes all of a sudden, and the flesh on his body tightened. He didn't know if it was because of this sensitive topic, or because of Zhan Changsong's sudden approach.

He was once caught peeking at Wang Meili by Zhan Changsong. As a rival, Zhan Laogou asked him if he liked that woman. In order to conceal that he was gay, he chose the lesser of two evils, so he vaguely acquiesced.

"...It's not like you don't know that I don't have any money, and it's embarrassing to make girls spend so much money to go to the movies."

"I thought that was the reason." Zhan Changsong snorted. "Little bastard, you miss a woman even before your hair grows. Look at you, a thin, strong and cuddly man?"

Fei Fan blushed at what he said, and retorted without confidence: "Why...why there is no such thing? Haven't you heard that what is concentrated is the essence?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself. No matter how he heard the words, he felt like he was insulting himself.

Sure enough, Zhan Changsong raised the corners of his mouth and showed a nasty smile. He put his arms around Fei Fan and approached his ear, and said in a low voice, "Come on, let me see how concentrated you are."

Under the warm water, a big hand struck between Fei Fan's legs. The young man was as frightened as a rabbit, and crawled to hide in front of Zhan Changsong.

Zhan Changsong couldn't make a sneak attack, so he only touched his slippery thigh. He rubbed his fingers and suddenly felt a little unsatisfied: "Grass, what are you hiding, are you ashamed? Or is it too refined, too shy to see people?"

Fei Fan was angry with Old Dog Zhan and was even more angry with himself. He was touched just now, and the little Fei Fan trembled and wanted to stand up.

He buried his whole body in the water, leaving only one head outside, baring his teeth sternly: "Stop making those crude jokes with me, I don't like it!"

Tsk, Zhan Changsong curled his lips: "Okay, you are a college student, you are noble, I didn't even go to junior high school, I am rough, okay?"

The words are not speculative, and the two of them will ignore each other when they are sullen.Fei Fan continued to rest his eyes with his eyes closed, while Zhan Changsong chatted enthusiastically with the people in the pool next to him.

While chatting, he felt that something was wrong. The eyes of several people in the opposite pool always drifted behind him, winked, and there was a bit of naked eroticism in the banter.

Zhan Changsong followed that gaze and glanced behind him, only to see Fei Fan propping his head on one arm and closing his eyes slightly in the dense water vapor, his fair complexion was turned pink by the steam, his lips seemed to be redder, and the water was glistening Glossy, the eyelashes are thicker with mist hanging on them, spreading on the lower eyelids like wet butterfly wings after rain, lightly plucking people's heartstrings.

The half of the chest exposed to the water was pearly in the dripping water, white and moist. Zhan Changsong had no culture, so he couldn't describe it well. He just felt like tofu and lotus root, making people want to go up and take a bite.

Looking upward inch by inch, he was locked by the jade-run collarbone again.

Zhan Changsong always thought that Fei Fan was thin, but now he looks thin and not thick. His skeleton is well-proportioned and not bony. With a pool of clear water on his collarbone, he looks very lustful and seductive.

Zhan Changsong suddenly felt a little hot, but more angry. He stood in front of Fei Fan and glared at the men who cast strange glances.

Seeing Zhan Changsong's reaction, some people let it go, while others were stubborn and stubborn: "Boss Zhan, where did you get such a fair and tender kid? You are very caring and protect him so tightly."

Zhan Changsong narrowed his eyes and looked at the speaker.Qu Laoliu, who runs a building materials store in the town, has done everything he can to bully and dominate the market in order to exclude other competitors, so he has a small fortune and can be regarded as the number one person in the town.

"Of course I will protect my brother," Zhan Changsong was obviously angry, "Get out, don't chat your teeth here if you have nothing to do, or blind your eyes by looking around!"

Qu Laoliu chuckled, apparently not taking Zhan Changsong's threat seriously: "Boss Zhan, you didn't have this kind of attitude when I went shopping in your store last time. Your waist is bent into your crotch."

"Now you go to my store to buy, you are still my grandfather, and I will bow to you, but when you leave the store, if you bully me, I will make you kneel down and call me grandpa!"

"Your people?" Qu Laoliu stretched his neck to look behind Zhan Changsong, and put away his playful face, "Let's have dinner together tonight. We all know each other. Many friends have many paths."

What is Qu Laoliu thinking? How could Zhan Changsong, who is like a human being, not know?

This young man surnamed Qu has married two wives, and without exception they all ended in divorce.When his ex-wife divorced him a year ago, Qu Laoliu was publicized everywhere, saying that he not only hooked up with a few married women, but also had an affair with Er Yizi from the county.

People in the town like this kind of gossip the most, and it has been spread for a long time. Zhan Changsong just listened to it for fun. His face was pale, obviously frightened by this chaotic relationship between men and women.

"Fuck your mother's friend, who is going to be friends with an Er Yizi like you." Zhan Changsong snorted, turned around and pulled Fei Fan, "Get up, let's go to the sauna room to steam."

Fei Fan was just a fake sleeper, he could hear Zhan Changsong's quarrels clearly, and he was clear about why they were arguing.He was a little scared and didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only continue to pretend to be asleep.

Pulled by Zhan Changsong, he pretended to wake up, opened his blurred eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"

Seeing Fei Fan's coquettish appearance, Zhan Changsong was even more displeased, and pulled him to stand up. Before Fei Fan could react, he pulled his shoulders and turned back abruptly, picked up the towel next to him, and lifted him up. Wrapped tightly: "Go, let's go to the sauna."

Qu Lao Liu was slapped in the face in public, how could he easily spare Zhan Changsong, he sat down on the concrete platform in the pool, and said carelessly: "Zhan Lao Liu has always been useless, so he protects this little brother today. , Could it be that you have some shady idea in your heart?"

He looked at Fei Fan's slender body again, and his voice stretched out: "However, whether you make friends or not is not up to you. Maybe my little brother will fall in love with me? We will have a long time to come."

The tone deliberately added an accent to "日", and the meaning of the words was clearly revealed.

"Grass your mother, can you say one more thing?" Zhan Changsong narrowed his eyes slightly with a fierce look, he pulled a bath towel around his lower body, and stepped out of the pool in one step.

The muscles on his body were tense, revealing the outline of Joonza, like a leopard charged up, ready to attack at any time.

Fei Fan has never seen Zhan Changsong like this before. He often smiles without a smile on his face. He is calculating and thinking in his smile.Even if he gets angry, he is careless, like an old cat teasing a little mouse, mostly thinking about playing tricks.

But at this time, he was furious, and his whole body exuded a coldness, like a treasured sword that had been hidden for a long time, and now it suddenly came out, with the momentum of three mountains and five mountains, carrying the wind and rain, intending to defeat the enemy with one blow, and seeing blood seal his throat .

Fei Fan didn't want Zhan Changsong to cause trouble, so he grabbed him and shook his hand slightly, and persuaded him in a low voice, "Let's go, I want to go and have fun."

Zhan Changsong saw that Qu Laoliu was intimidated, and hurriedly hid behind others, then took a look at Fei Fan, stared at Fei Fan for a long time, sighed, and said "Let's go" helplessly.

Fei Fan was half dragged and dragged into the sauna room by him, the wooden door closed, and he fell down on the wooden chair.His anger hadn't dissipated yet, and he sat next to Fei Fan with a livid face and said nothing.

Fei Fan is not a person who doesn't know good and evil, he knew that today Zhan Changsong blocked the dirty ruffian for him, and was so angry that he was half dead, so he pursed his lips, quietly leaned against the man, and for the first time comforted him with a soft voice. .

"It is inevitable for people to associate with stupidity, but it would be even more stupid to fight head-on with stupidity, and sometimes you have to learn to bow your head like stupidity."

"Grass." Zhan Changsong was not soothed, but looked even more worried, "You know this sentence, don't you? Do you remember the last time you scolded me with this sentence?"

"Have you?" Fei Fan showed a smirk, and lightly touched the man's finger, "Don't be angry, it's not worth being with that kind of person."

Zhan Changsong shrank his fingers, and said unnaturally: "It's finished, it doesn't live up to it." He pushed Fei Fan's head, grinding his back molars and said, "It's just going to cause me trouble."

Fei Fan was bumped on the head by his push, and quickly put back the soft words just now, staring fiercely at a pair of eyes reddened by steam: "I didn't say a word, why did I cause trouble? Besides, you You insisted on bringing me here, and now you are blaming me?"

Zhan Changsong looked at Fei Fan who couldn't help complaining, and felt that his anger and anger had an inexplicable charm, which made people itch.

He quickly staggered his eyes, scooped up a ladle of water and poured it on the stove, the cold water was poured on the hot stove, and there was a burst of sizzling sound. Bring you to a place like this and I'll fuck him up."