The ruffian is hard to guard

Because the place where Zhan Changsong rented was not far from the place to eat, they only had to walk home from the food stall.

In autumn in the northern cities, the temperature difference between noon and morning and evening is huge, and the pervasive night wind penetrates into the clothes, viciously scratching the fine hairs on the skin.

Zhan Changsong doesn't drink well, and he is greedy for food and drinks. After three cups of yellow soup, his feet are already empty.

He took off his coat pocket and covered Fei Fan's head, then pulled the young man into his arms and ravaged his head.

Then he pushed the man against the tree trunk in the shadows, grabbed his clothes and got in shamelessly.

"Old Dog Zhan..."

As soon as Fei Fan's angry voice started, he was swallowed by the drunk rascal. His sticky voice mixed with whimpers repulsed the coldness of the autumn night, and made people burn on fire.

"Is it still cold?" After a long time, the rascal asked in a low voice, wrapping his arms around the young man's waist.

There was no answer, the rapid breathing sounded in the quiet night, Fei Fan was trying to calm his breath.

The black clothes covering the heads of the two arched slightly, and Zhan Changsong lay on the young man's shoulder and teased unrulyly: "I can't stand it after a kiss? Soft like this? So where is the spirit when you scolded me, Xiaofei?" "

The so-called extreme joy begets sorrow, and the next moment the man spit out a word of "grass" in a low voice: "Little Feiwu, if you can't kiss me, do it. If you pinch my abs, brother, you have to be responsible for me for the rest of your life."

Fei Fan had no intention of chatting teeth with him, he pushed the man away with strength in his hands and feet, and reprimanded in a low voice: "You are getting more and more bold now, you dare to touch your feet outside, don't be afraid that others will see and poke your spine."

Zhan Changsong pulled his coat off his head and put it on Fei Fan's shoulders: "Poke my spine? I didn't steal, rob, or eat his rice. I kissed my own wife. Why should they poke my spine?"

"Besides, I didn't grow that stuff either."

That's right, Zhan Changsong is so thick-skinned, not to mention five buckets of rice, even half a bucket, he also wants to bend his waist to serve the powerful, and there is really no such thing as a strong backbone.

At this moment, Zhan Chang, who had no backbone, slumped on Fei Fan's shoulder and walked home, acting like a drunkard to his heart's content.

Fei Fan wrapped his arms around his waist, and Zhan Changsong's well-defined abdominal muscles were under his hands. He grabbed a handful distractedly. It was firm and warm, which made people feel distracted.

The young man thought to himself, with Zhan Changsong's appearance and figure, he is considered a heavenly dish in the gay circle. If he walks around the gay bar, he will be fascinated by many sluts, but he can't open his mouth. This guy's mouth is too stinky. No matter how good the skin is, it can't save it.

Zhan Changsong, who was totally ignorant of what Fei Fan was thinking, didn't have the slightest sense of self-awareness. He opened his mouth immediately and asked in a jerky voice, "Xiao Feiwu, what did you call me when we were eating just now? Old Zhan? Damn, at least I'm getting old." At the age of 20, do you have no novelty for me? You get bored when you are tired of playing, don’t you? You little scumbag!"

Fei Fanxiang secretly sighed, and looked around to see if there was any suitable place to kill someone and throw his body away.

"You're still sighing!" Zhan Changsong whispered in his ear, "You're really tired!"

Fei Fan didn't want to argue with a drunk, the old dog Zhan was lying on his shoulders and made his back ache, he just wanted to go home quickly and throw the drunk dog onto the bed.

So he could only coax: "What are you talking about? It's not boring, don't you see that old couples call it that?"

"Old couples" successfully comforted Zhan Changsong. He squinted his eyes like a big dog with a bone in his arms. He hugged Fei Fan's arm tightly, buried his head in the young man's neck, and kissed there.

Kissing the big dog, he suddenly raised his head: "No!" He bit his teeth lightly on the young man's earlobe, and asked sullenly, "You and that guy named Xu just now, you two whispered What? Is he interested in you?"

"Ah?" Fei Fan was speechless, "Which of your eyes can see that he is interested in me?"

He secretly added another sentence in his heart: Don't you see that both of us are number zero?

Zhan Changsong is a newcomer, and his skills have not improved to the level of 1 or 0 at a glance. He put his arms around Fei Fan and began to make trouble out of no reason: "It's not normal for him to smile at you like that. Isn't it because of what you are?"

"Smiling at me means looking at me? Why didn't I know that I was so attractive?"

Zhan Changsong stared wide-eyed, looking very surprised: "Fuck, you have turned me into a straight man of steel, and still don't believe in my charm?"

Fei Fan felt a little sweet in his heart, and snorted again in a flash: "What kind of straight man are you, aren't you nice to Zhou Bingyi?"

Zhan Changsong drank a little too much, but he could also hear the sour jealousy in Fei Fan's words. Before he could be happy, he was stunned by the word "Zhou Bingyi".

"Zhou Bingyi? Am I treating him well? No, Xiao Feiwu, are you... taking Zhou Bingyi's jealousy?"

Fei Fan was speechless for a moment, and he unexpectedly expressed the little worry in his heart without noticing it.

In fact, after going through so many things during this period, Zhan Changsong completely revealed his past to himself. Fei Fan has long understood that Zhan Changsong and Zhou Bingyi have no other relationship other than friends, but the jealousy he had had before has nothing to do with him. There are several large altars, and the sour smell cannot be dissipated just by dissipating.

"...No, no, how could I be jealous of you, Zhou Bingyi has helped you so much, I am too late to be grateful." Fei Fan looked away, very insincere.

Zhan Changsong turned his long arms and dropped Fei Fan in his arms. The two faced each other, and he lifted Fei Fan's chin with his hand: "Fanfan, you don't look like you are not jealous. Your jealousy shows that you are nervous about me. , I'm happy, but you can't be jealous of Zhou Bingyi, he has been sleeping with women since high school, he has no sense of responsibility at all, he is a fucking scum."

"Huh?" Fei Fan was a little surprised. He didn't expect Zhou Bingyi's cold and ascetic face to be a sleeper?

This news was really too much for Fei Fan. After digesting it for a long time, he said: "Didn't you say that he was poor in high school? How can he sleep with a woman if he can't eat?"

"Fuck, he never relies on money to sleep with women, but on face! Those women take the initiative, and he never sleeps with women from good families and classmates. At that time, I persuaded him to be more careful, but he said that he would release the pressure through that. Grass." Zhan Changsong still hates iron when he mentions this now.

But he squinted his eyes and solemnly reminded Fei Fan who was still in a state of shock: "Anyway, this matter is Zhou Bingyi's private matter and has nothing to do with us. listen."

Fei Fan nodded: "I know, I know, don't talk nonsense."

After being shocked, Fei Fan put Zhou Bingyi behind him. After all, he wasn't his boyfriend, and he didn't care if he was a scumbag or not.

"What about you?" He hugged Zhan Changsong's waist and raised his head and asked, "You didn't bend back then, why didn't you find a woman or fall in love?"

Zhan Changsong wrapped the clothes on his shoulders tightly, and replied impatiently: "My mother is thinking about how to make money every day, and I don't have the mind to find a girlfriend. Besides, it costs money to find a girlfriend. My heart hurts."

"Then do you feel bad about spending money on me?"

The man stared: "Can it be the same? You are my daughter-in-law, not a partner. If I don't give you my money, who will I spend it on?"

Fei Fan bent his eyes, and the long eyelashes danced with joy. He stood on tiptoe and kissed the man on the chin, and said softly, "I'm easy to take care of. It doesn't cost much. Open a small supermarket and you can do it." You can afford me, as long as you have yogurt every day, so you don’t have to work so hard, you don’t have to...compete with those people in Lixing, I don’t like them.”

Fei Fan buried his head in Zhan Changsong's arms, feeling the man's big hand inserting into his hair and gently caressing it.

He heard the man's slow voice, which was hollow and far away: "Since I was kidnapped and trafficked, I have grown up hard all the way, relying on myself. When I was young, I still longed for relatives and close friends, but as I grew up, the experience There are too many things and I have matured. Relatives and close friends are things that cannot be reached. The greater the expectation, the more disappointment, so I only live and love myself."

"I have no expectations for life, and I have no big pursuits. Money is not attractive to me. If I earn less, I feed myself. If I earn more, I donate it. You see, I care about everything every day for petty profits. On the one hand, this is a habit developed under the difficult life experience, on the other hand, I want to keep myself busy, lively, and have some breath of life."

The man sniffed Fei Fan's hair, and then pressed him hard into his arms: "It wasn't until I met you that I knew that there was someone I wanted to see every day, and when I met you, I had to go up and kowtow." A person with a few teeth, a person who lies in bed at night and can't sleep, a person who is haunted by dreams."

Zhan Changsong lifted Fei Fan's face and looked into his eyes seriously, as if he wanted to look into his soul: "My world is no longer alone, and there is you."

The man kissed the young man's forehead reverently: "Thank you Fei Fan, thank you for taking me in and making me no longer lonely."

"I have you, so I want to pull you to live my life together." Zhan Changsong smiled shyly for the first time, "I don't have big ambitions, I just want to open a small supermarket next to your university and take you to school in the morning. I will pick you up from school at night, warm your bed at night, and I will move the supermarket to wherever you go in the future, and it will be good to live like this for the rest of my life."

The man stopped suddenly when he said this, and his sweet and warm expression was gradually replaced by gloom: "But... until I was framed and you had to surrender to your family in order to save me, I didn't understand that if a man wants to To protect your lover, you must become strong, so strong that no one dares to put pressure on my lover, everyone must be afraid of my lover, bow down to my lover, and dare not make trouble easily."

Zhan Changsong's tone was firm and his eyes were steady. He said word by word: "Fanfan, I want to become stronger and become your most solid backing."

The starlight in the city has always been precious, but at this time there are a few cold stars shining brightly through the clouds. The light enters Fei Fan's eyes and shines in his heart, making him never forget this cool and intoxicating night.

He kicked Zhan Changsong lightly with his toes, lowered his head and said embarrassedly: "Didn't you say you want to warm my bed at night, why don't you leave?"

Zhan Changsong showed a big smile, hugged Fei Fan and started trotting: "Let's go, go home and wash your clothes and warm your bed."

"By the way, you haven't told me yet, what are you two studying with that Xu?"

"People praise you for being handsome, and praise that you look like Liming."

"Fart, you little liar! But my brother is really handsome, otherwise you wouldn't like me, right?"

The breeze blows the laughter back and forth, and the boundless love melts into the swaying autumn night...

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