The ruffian is hard to guard

It was so fragrant that it went straight into his nose, making him dizzy and his mind went blank.

Thin arms wrapped around him, and his face was buried in his chest. It was a kind of hug between lovers. If he hugged him back with his hands, wouldn't it be perfect?

Should you hug him?Should it?Shouldn't it, should it?

Just when he raised his hand slightly in a daze, Fei Fan suddenly pushed him away.

He lowered his head and lowered his eyes, as if he was very interested in the tiny cracks on the concrete floor.

After a while, there was a voice: "You can't sleep on the bed, I thought of a man in that bed, are you still sleeping?"

"Ah?" Zhan Changsong was hit on the head just as he woke up from his delicate emotions, "No, I won't sleep anymore. I'll sleep on the sofa, on the sofa."

Fei Fan pushed him out of the bedroom, quickly closed the door, leaned against the door, and slowly raised his head after a while.

It was a face dyed crimson, with tight lips, eyelashes fluttering slightly, and the suppressed lust in the eyes was about to come out.

"That's Old Dog Zhan!" He warned himself in a hoarse voice, and looked down at an unspeakable place, "Don't be so disappointing!"

The words of warning didn't seem to have any effect, he pinched the tender flesh of his thigh again, and sighed in despair: "What a waste, Fei Fan."

......

Zhan Changsong stayed like this, in Fei Fan's words, he was shameless.

He chased Zhan Changsong out several times, but the old dog replied lightly: "It's okay to let me move out. Then Teacher Zhan can find me a place to live. It's not too good. The hotel in the town is 50 yuan a night. Teacher Zhan's front foot Money, I'll move over there."

A hero with short ambitions, Fei Fan had no choice but to lower his expensive head to money.

The small sofa was really too short for Zhan Changsong, so he brought over a folding camp bed from the supermarket for his occasional lunch break.Zhan Changsong was very satisfied with making the bed for bed at night and folding it aside in the morning, and proudly proclaimed himself the title of "Best Tenant".

Big things in life, besides sleeping, is eating.

Fei Fan eats morning and evening meals at home every day, and staff meals in the kindergarten for Chinese food. After more than half a year, this kind of life has already formed a habit.

Zhan Changsong, on the other hand, has three meals out of order. He eats what he catches for breakfast, and occasionally eating two biscuits in the store and drinking a glass of cold water can handle it; Chinese food is often a six-yuan box lunch at the fly restaurant next door, and potatoes and cabbage are regular customers. , Looking for meat stars in the dishes is like hunting for treasure. He often eats a box of lunch, and he feels lonely when he smacks his mouth; dinner is even more monotonous. With one, Zhan Changsong almost balds his hair.

Therefore, after he ate porridge with preserved egg and lean pork with pickles on the second morning after staying at Fei Fan's house, he made up his mind to wear it firmly. I can't die.

Fei Fan was quite resistant to partnering with him at first, but when he saw Zhan Changsong sweeping away his food like a storm, his perverted hobby added another thing, and he could experience the pleasure under Zhan Changsong's satisfied and admiring eyes, Or a double pleasure both mentally and physically.

Zhan Changsong, who was full of food and drink, was easy to talk to, and was willing to spoil Fei Fan, drinking tea, pouring water and fanning himself, doing whatever he asked him to do, without any complaints.

In this way, the two people began to live together strangely and awkwardly, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, and three or five days passed by, which can be regarded as harmonious on the surface.

Zhan Changsong had a really comfortable life recently, so comfortable that he stopped the repair work of his room in private.He found a clumsy excuse to fool Fei Fan, seeing Xiao Feiwu's daring anger but not speaking up, Zhan Changsong couldn't be more embarrassing in his heart.

The only thing that gave him a headache was that Wang Jiashi didn't leave, but stayed in the town and found a job in the private tutoring class in the town.In her spare time, she would show up at Changfa Supermarket from time to time, and she talked like a proprietress.

"Mr. Fei, let me check the account, or Brother Zhan will have to check it again later. He is always very careful about this kind of thing." Sitting behind the cash register, Wang Jiashi inserted a pencil into her hair, with a simple and elegant look. Showing a bit of coquettishness, she smiled and said, "Teacher Fei, please take back the goods that are placed outside, and then you can get off work."

Fei Fan felt a little displeased. Zhan Changsong had never checked the accounts he checked in the past. Even though the two of them had a quarrel, Zhan Changsong never suspected that he would do something dirty with the accounts.

However, he would not take the initiative to distinguish this kind of thing, so he gave a low "um" and went to move the goods.Most of the goods placed outside the supermarket were full boxes of beer and beverages. Fei Fan was struggling to carry them, so he could only grit his teeth and slowly lift one box after another.

"Who asked you to move these?" Zhan Changsong's voice came from a distance, and this time was when he came back from the executive class.

He stepped over to Fei Fan's side in three steps and two steps, took a case of beer with both hands, and put it easily into the room, then turned his head and changed his face: "Tip, the value of a person is self-knowledge, you don't want to be a thin-armed and thin-legged person." Are you showing off, or do you want to hurt yourself and frame my medical bills?"

Fei Fan is used to Zhan Changsong's confusion of right and wrong, but today Wang Jiashi repeatedly used him as a boss's wife to instigate him as a small worker. With a dark temperament.

He raised his leg and kicked the beer box, and the beer bottles collided with each other and made a harsh sound.The hood of the hoodie was pulled and buttoned on his head, leaving only the messy hair covering the displeased eyebrows and eyes.

Fei Fan put his hands in his pockets like a naughty boy: "From now on, I will only be responsible for looking after the store, and I will not do any extra work. If Boss Zhan and the proprietress disagree, you can sue me. Anyway, I still don't pay your money."

After saying that, he left, Zhan Changsong's eyes hurt from the cool and handsome back.He was a little dumbfounded. Fei Fan's reaction was different from what he had expected. He thought that the young man would be blown up into a monkey or a second kicker after being scolded for no reason by him. With a single threatening word, Zhan Changsong, who was eagerly waiting to see Fei Fan's coquettish and puffed up face, felt that he was overplaying, so much so that he seriously considered whether what he said just now was too stinky.

It wasn't until his thin back gradually disappeared into the green shade that he muttered in a low voice: "Madam boss?"

"What does he mean? The proprietress? Who is the proprietress?" Zhan Changsong turned around and asked Wang Jiashi, and then realized later, "You? He was talking about you?"

Wang Jiashi's face was a little rosy, and she replied shyly: "Teacher Fei must have misunderstood."