The ruffian is hard to guard
Chapter 15 Dream or Nightmare
Fried crayfish in oil is a famous dish.
This is a well-known thing in small town food stalls.
If such a dish is served on any table, there must be someone who matches it.
Now, this famous dish is placed on the table covered with inferior disposable plastic cups and plates. Cheng Jialiang casually wiped his hands on the apron, looked at Fei Fan and said, "Mr. Fei, thank you for your kindness to Xiaodong after school. I don't know how to thank you for your care, so I personally cooked a dish and served you wine."
Fei Fan was ecstatic, he pressed the corner of his mouth so as not to lose his composure.The tips of his ears were very red, his eyelashes were thicker when he bent his eyes, and he looked at the boy in front of him flickeringly.
"It's just a matter of me taking care of Cheng Jiadong, so you don't have to pay too much attention." He rubbed his hands, a little embarrassed, "This dish is quite expensive, you...too expensive."
The two brothers of the Cheng family are not rich, which can be seen clearly from Cheng Jiadong.
The little ghost’s food and clothing costs are the worst among all the children in the kindergarten. There are only two changes of clothes in the whole summer. Although they are clean, they are worn out. The dull color makes him feel disheartened all day long, and he can’t see the brightness of children Lively.
During recess, the only one who didn't go to Zhan Changsong's supermarket was Cheng Jiadong.At that time, the little ghost would often practice writing on crumpled paper with a pencil that could hardly be held.Sometimes when Fei Fan saw it from a distance, he would feel that the scene was very familiar, like an illustration in a primary school textbook of Little Carrot learning to write in prison.
Every time at this time, the kind and soft-hearted teacher Fei would dig out some snacks from his pocket, sometimes two pieces of candy, sometimes a few pieces of seaweed, and send them to the little black paw, showing the broad and deep love of a teacher .
But... that little black paw never said thank you softly, he would just put the snacks in his pocket, and then asked with a look of disgust, "What do you want from me, Teacher Fei?".
"Tsk", thinking of this, Teacher Fei felt a toothache, and he thought evilly, if the little black paw behaves like this again next time, he will ask him to help him pursue his brother without hesitation!
Fei Fan looked at his sweetheart, thinking about his choice of words, thinking not to hurt the boy's self-esteem, but also not to make him spend money.
"We're full, we're going back now, this crayfish...see which table needs it, and sell it to them."
The young man lowered his eyes, the faint smile in his eyes disappeared, and the corners of his mouth curled up stiffly, as if a little helpless: "Mr. Fei, I'm working here, and the boss gave me the purchase price. It's not expensive, and I can afford it." , you don't have to bear any burden."
"I... didn't mean that." The eighteen-year-old boy's self-esteem was so strong that it was a little distorted, and Fei Fan didn't know what to do for a while.
The hard-won opportunity to show his favor seemed to have messed up himself, he scratched his head in frustration, turned to look at Zhan Changsong, his eyes were aggrieved with the meaning of asking for help.
At this time, Zhan Changsong was also feeling quite uncomfortable, he spent money to invite Fei Fan to dinner, but he didn't hear a good word, and he was squeezed by him all night.But the little boy's elder brother brought over a plate of crayfish that died in unknown year and how long it had been frozen for a long time. That heartless one accepted his favor shyly like a big girl, and even thought about not wanting him to spend money for him!
Now that he can't speak so that he can't get off the stage, he still has the face to ask for help?
The more Zhan Changsong thought about it, the angrier he got. He picked up his chopsticks and puffed it vigorously on the table, and stretched out his arms to grab a crayfish: "Mr. Fei won't eat it, I'm not welcome, this stuff has been dead in the freezer for a long time, and it's gone again." Chai Youcai, if you don’t eat it while it’s hot, you won’t be able to eat it.”
These words were extremely blunt, causing the expressions of the two young men standing there to change.
Cheng Jialiang returned to normal in an instant, smiled lightly, and said lightly: "Really? I haven't eaten it. If it doesn't taste good, just let it go."
Different from his bland response, Fei Fan really blew up his hair.
He pulled Zhan Changsong's chopsticks vigorously, stuffed the crayfish on the chopsticks into his mouth, and chewed the shell and meat until it cracked: "Where is the firewood and slack? Zhan Changsong, don't talk nonsense if you haven't eaten it."
"I haven't eaten it?" Zhan Changsong tilted his legs, "I have eaten in five-star restaurants in the provincial capital. The lobsters there are not so small. The whole head and tail are so big!"
He gestured with both hands, almost two feet away.
Fei Fan sneered: "Boss Zhan's tone is really unusual, do you think he is in a dream?"
"In a dream?" Zhan Changsong snorted, "I will dream of you? My brother dreams of beautiful women."
"Wretched!" Fei Fan snorted.
"Dreams of beautiful women are obscene?" Zhan Changsong chuckled, pulled the stool towards Fei Fan, and lowered his voice, "If I told you about the indescribable details in the dream, what words would you use to scold me? people?"
He raised his eyebrows, and his old face was gone: "I just love to hear you swear in words."
Fei Fan's face was ashen. He had seen shameless people before, but he had never seen Zhan Changsong who was so shameless.
"In the dream, my brother would touch the beauty's hand first, and then rub it up inch by inch..." Zhan Changsong squeezed Fei Fan's hand and touched it up bit by bit, and he was about to grab his wrist.
The rough fingers twitched lightly and gently on the skin, causing a shudder, causing Fei Fan's blood to surge.
He is a purebred pussy boy in his twenties, full of vigor, longing for love, now that he is touched by a man lightly, he immediately responds.
Served in the army for three years, a sow competes with Diaochan!
Reacting to Zhan Changsong's hideous-looking boar, Fei Fan wanted to kill him.He quickly withdrew his hand, raised his foot and stomped on Old Dog Zhan's foot!
"Oh, you're crazy!" Zhan Chang hopped in pain, and quickly took off his flip-flops to check his feet.
"Does it hurt?" Fei Fan asked condescendingly.
"Fart, can it not hurt?"
"Are you still dreaming?"
Zhan Changsong raised his head, looked at Fei Fan who looked disgusted and suddenly smiled: "If you were in my dream, it must be a nightmare." He tilted his head and thought for a while, "If you dare to treat me like this in a dream, I probably I will smack you with a big mouth."
"Fortunately..." Fei Fan leaned down and looked straight into Zhan Changsong's eyes, "It's not in a dream."
For some reason, Zhan Changsong was stared at so hard that Zhan Changsong's heart thumped wildly. His gaze was like a pool of deep water, with no waves on the surface, but hidden strength inside, which kept pulling him to sink into it.
He stopped and looked at Fei Fan seriously.
"Fortunately...it wasn't in a dream." Fei Fan slowly raised his foot again, and landed heavily on Zhan Changsong's other foot.
"Grass!" The man fell out of that gaze and woke up completely. He held his feet and shouted, "Fei Fan! What the hell are you doing?"
Fei Fan looked at the grinning Zhan Changsong, raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand imposingly: "If you play such dirty jokes with me again, I will fuck you!"
After finishing speaking, he turned around and left with awe-inspiring righteousness.
Zhan Changsong looked at the back in the halo, then looked at the shrimp tails that were barely moving on the plate and grinned: "Small, you still fucking kill me, I will let you call me dad someday."
He got up and followed Fei Fan limpingly. Neither of the two noticed when the married brothers left, and the plate of expensive shrimp tails was so lonely on the messy table, it was already completely cold. .
This is a well-known thing in small town food stalls.
If such a dish is served on any table, there must be someone who matches it.
Now, this famous dish is placed on the table covered with inferior disposable plastic cups and plates. Cheng Jialiang casually wiped his hands on the apron, looked at Fei Fan and said, "Mr. Fei, thank you for your kindness to Xiaodong after school. I don't know how to thank you for your care, so I personally cooked a dish and served you wine."
Fei Fan was ecstatic, he pressed the corner of his mouth so as not to lose his composure.The tips of his ears were very red, his eyelashes were thicker when he bent his eyes, and he looked at the boy in front of him flickeringly.
"It's just a matter of me taking care of Cheng Jiadong, so you don't have to pay too much attention." He rubbed his hands, a little embarrassed, "This dish is quite expensive, you...too expensive."
The two brothers of the Cheng family are not rich, which can be seen clearly from Cheng Jiadong.
The little ghost’s food and clothing costs are the worst among all the children in the kindergarten. There are only two changes of clothes in the whole summer. Although they are clean, they are worn out. The dull color makes him feel disheartened all day long, and he can’t see the brightness of children Lively.
During recess, the only one who didn't go to Zhan Changsong's supermarket was Cheng Jiadong.At that time, the little ghost would often practice writing on crumpled paper with a pencil that could hardly be held.Sometimes when Fei Fan saw it from a distance, he would feel that the scene was very familiar, like an illustration in a primary school textbook of Little Carrot learning to write in prison.
Every time at this time, the kind and soft-hearted teacher Fei would dig out some snacks from his pocket, sometimes two pieces of candy, sometimes a few pieces of seaweed, and send them to the little black paw, showing the broad and deep love of a teacher .
But... that little black paw never said thank you softly, he would just put the snacks in his pocket, and then asked with a look of disgust, "What do you want from me, Teacher Fei?".
"Tsk", thinking of this, Teacher Fei felt a toothache, and he thought evilly, if the little black paw behaves like this again next time, he will ask him to help him pursue his brother without hesitation!
Fei Fan looked at his sweetheart, thinking about his choice of words, thinking not to hurt the boy's self-esteem, but also not to make him spend money.
"We're full, we're going back now, this crayfish...see which table needs it, and sell it to them."
The young man lowered his eyes, the faint smile in his eyes disappeared, and the corners of his mouth curled up stiffly, as if a little helpless: "Mr. Fei, I'm working here, and the boss gave me the purchase price. It's not expensive, and I can afford it." , you don't have to bear any burden."
"I... didn't mean that." The eighteen-year-old boy's self-esteem was so strong that it was a little distorted, and Fei Fan didn't know what to do for a while.
The hard-won opportunity to show his favor seemed to have messed up himself, he scratched his head in frustration, turned to look at Zhan Changsong, his eyes were aggrieved with the meaning of asking for help.
At this time, Zhan Changsong was also feeling quite uncomfortable, he spent money to invite Fei Fan to dinner, but he didn't hear a good word, and he was squeezed by him all night.But the little boy's elder brother brought over a plate of crayfish that died in unknown year and how long it had been frozen for a long time. That heartless one accepted his favor shyly like a big girl, and even thought about not wanting him to spend money for him!
Now that he can't speak so that he can't get off the stage, he still has the face to ask for help?
The more Zhan Changsong thought about it, the angrier he got. He picked up his chopsticks and puffed it vigorously on the table, and stretched out his arms to grab a crayfish: "Mr. Fei won't eat it, I'm not welcome, this stuff has been dead in the freezer for a long time, and it's gone again." Chai Youcai, if you don’t eat it while it’s hot, you won’t be able to eat it.”
These words were extremely blunt, causing the expressions of the two young men standing there to change.
Cheng Jialiang returned to normal in an instant, smiled lightly, and said lightly: "Really? I haven't eaten it. If it doesn't taste good, just let it go."
Different from his bland response, Fei Fan really blew up his hair.
He pulled Zhan Changsong's chopsticks vigorously, stuffed the crayfish on the chopsticks into his mouth, and chewed the shell and meat until it cracked: "Where is the firewood and slack? Zhan Changsong, don't talk nonsense if you haven't eaten it."
"I haven't eaten it?" Zhan Changsong tilted his legs, "I have eaten in five-star restaurants in the provincial capital. The lobsters there are not so small. The whole head and tail are so big!"
He gestured with both hands, almost two feet away.
Fei Fan sneered: "Boss Zhan's tone is really unusual, do you think he is in a dream?"
"In a dream?" Zhan Changsong snorted, "I will dream of you? My brother dreams of beautiful women."
"Wretched!" Fei Fan snorted.
"Dreams of beautiful women are obscene?" Zhan Changsong chuckled, pulled the stool towards Fei Fan, and lowered his voice, "If I told you about the indescribable details in the dream, what words would you use to scold me? people?"
He raised his eyebrows, and his old face was gone: "I just love to hear you swear in words."
Fei Fan's face was ashen. He had seen shameless people before, but he had never seen Zhan Changsong who was so shameless.
"In the dream, my brother would touch the beauty's hand first, and then rub it up inch by inch..." Zhan Changsong squeezed Fei Fan's hand and touched it up bit by bit, and he was about to grab his wrist.
The rough fingers twitched lightly and gently on the skin, causing a shudder, causing Fei Fan's blood to surge.
He is a purebred pussy boy in his twenties, full of vigor, longing for love, now that he is touched by a man lightly, he immediately responds.
Served in the army for three years, a sow competes with Diaochan!
Reacting to Zhan Changsong's hideous-looking boar, Fei Fan wanted to kill him.He quickly withdrew his hand, raised his foot and stomped on Old Dog Zhan's foot!
"Oh, you're crazy!" Zhan Chang hopped in pain, and quickly took off his flip-flops to check his feet.
"Does it hurt?" Fei Fan asked condescendingly.
"Fart, can it not hurt?"
"Are you still dreaming?"
Zhan Changsong raised his head, looked at Fei Fan who looked disgusted and suddenly smiled: "If you were in my dream, it must be a nightmare." He tilted his head and thought for a while, "If you dare to treat me like this in a dream, I probably I will smack you with a big mouth."
"Fortunately..." Fei Fan leaned down and looked straight into Zhan Changsong's eyes, "It's not in a dream."
For some reason, Zhan Changsong was stared at so hard that Zhan Changsong's heart thumped wildly. His gaze was like a pool of deep water, with no waves on the surface, but hidden strength inside, which kept pulling him to sink into it.
He stopped and looked at Fei Fan seriously.
"Fortunately...it wasn't in a dream." Fei Fan slowly raised his foot again, and landed heavily on Zhan Changsong's other foot.
"Grass!" The man fell out of that gaze and woke up completely. He held his feet and shouted, "Fei Fan! What the hell are you doing?"
Fei Fan looked at the grinning Zhan Changsong, raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand imposingly: "If you play such dirty jokes with me again, I will fuck you!"
After finishing speaking, he turned around and left with awe-inspiring righteousness.
Zhan Changsong looked at the back in the halo, then looked at the shrimp tails that were barely moving on the plate and grinned: "Small, you still fucking kill me, I will let you call me dad someday."
He got up and followed Fei Fan limpingly. Neither of the two noticed when the married brothers left, and the plate of expensive shrimp tails was so lonely on the messy table, it was already completely cold. .
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