The Beijing-flavored tea master and the rich and powerful boss are HE

The evening wind in May is as gentle as others.

Maybe it was the alcohol, but Song Zhi noticed that his cheeks were unbearably hot, and his eyelids were also burning.

He nudged Fang Chengyan with his hand, and said in a deliberative way, "Let's go."

The person in front of him was silent, and had no intention of pulling him up from the ground.

"...?"

It was pitch black all around, only the dining table outside was lit with lights. Although the two had separated from the tight kiss just now, Fang Chengyan's left hand on Song Zhi's face hadn't been put down yet.

He was silent for a long time, and told the other party: "Stay a little longer."

The palm of the hand fit the arc of the jaw, and there was a lot of warmth.

Song Zhi pursed his lips, and rubbed against the man's palm. Less than a minute later, he held that hand again, took it off, and urged softly, "Let's go..."

He really didn't know what to do with Fang Chengyan staying here, the gaze above his head was so hot that he felt uncomfortable all over his body.

Holding each other's hand, he wanted to pull Fang Chengyan to stand up, but he got up too hard, and his head was violently dizzy.

When you're drunk, you can't help but move, it's okay to move, and the world will spin when you move.Fang Chengyan saw that he was a little unsteady, so he dragged him into his arms.

Song Zhi was forced to lie on the opponent's shoulder, his brows were furrowed, his eyelids were tightly closed, and he heard the opponent asking:

"drunk?"

They are so close, if they get closer, they are sure to kiss again.

"A little bit." Song Zhi tried his best to cheer up: "The 67 degrees written on the outer packaging of the liquor..."

He complained in a low voice: "My mouth is numb, and now I feel that the mouth is not growing on my face, it seems to fly away..."

What a rhetorical exaggeration.

After finishing speaking, he asked Fang Chengyan in turn: "How about you? Are you okay?"

The latter replied: "I'm still holding on."

"He has been respecting me since you left."

"So..." The man's big hands on Song Zhi's waist tightened again, and he pulled him back into his arms again: "Wait a while, don't go back..."

Song Zhi was hugged in his arms, obviously the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous, but he said seriously in a puzzled way: "He poured you!?"

Before Fang Chengyan could speak, Song Zhi said indignantly, "Look at me going back and teasing him."

Fang Chengyan: "How to push?"

Song Zhi looked at him: "Shouldn't you just fight for two hundred and five if you fight for wine? If he dares to drink you, I'll go and drink him for a while."

He was flustered with anger, and when he said this, there was a little emotional light in his eyes. He himself may never have known what a pair of beautiful and extraordinary eyes he has, non-scalloped double eyelids, and the eyelids are extremely thin. , A little blue capillary appeared on his eyelids, and his eyelashes were straight and long. When he lifted them, Fang Chengyan felt them tickling his heart.

The man let out a deep laugh, as if he was in an extremely happy mood: "It turns out that I am worth your share of alcohol with him."

"thank you."

"What about the mouth, don't you plan to have it?"

Song Zhi replied flatteringly: "Whoever asked him to come to you, you have to drink with him even if your mouth is burning."

"Forget it, stop for a while."

Fang Chengyan lowered his voice, leaned over to Song Zhi's lips and kissed lightly: "Burn your mouth, what will I kiss in the future?"

He came over again...

A lingering light kiss on Song Zhi's lips, and he was about to open his teeth again. The man seemed to be dazzled by the unreasonable enthusiasm. While Song Zhi was a little cooperative, something slippery went directly into his mouth, and he kissed him deeply.

Song Zhi was pressed against the wall, blocking his way.In the dark corner, the two of them completely forget themselves.

I haven't seen Fang Chengyan for a year, and his kissing skills are not old or young. Song Zhiren is about to lose weight, his mind is in chaos, and he only knows to climb up to the other party's neck to prevent embarrassing weakness again.

It wasn't until he realized that Song Zhikuai was out of breath that Fang Chengyan let go of him uncontrollably, buried him in Song Zhi's neck, and kissed Song Zhikuai's Adam's apple again.

Who would have thought that he would be so easily defeated by Song Zhi's few words.

follow you.

I will be with you from now on.

This is simply the most beautiful word in the world.

All the emotions accumulated over the past year exploded tonight, and the mature and stable people showed jaw-dropping enthusiasm.

Kissed over the Adam's apple, came to the side of the neck, and the hot air was evenly distributed between Song Zhi's neck.

I was thinking, this is what he said to Song Zhi, he was very patient?

He takes it back.

There is no patience left.

If he waits another day, his heart will be ground to powder, now he just wants to take Song Zhi back to the tea house, kiss him wantonly in a place where no one is around, see his blush spread to his chest, hear him say he can't stand it, listen to him He yelled.

Song Zhi was tickled and avoided the nudge: "Don't..."

The light and fluttering ending sound is a typical example of wanting to refuse and welcoming.

Aren't you leaving?

Why is it not over yet.

Fang Chengyan buried his head in his neck, and hugged Song Zhi tighter and tighter. He didn't know what to do with him.

Song Zhi turned his head and kissed the man's cheek one last time: "Let's go, let's go back quickly, don't let people think I fell into the toilet."

Fang Chengyan still said: "I won't reply."

The president seemed to have fallen in love with someone else's small garden, and he refused to leave no matter what: "It's better to kiss the mouth here to regain consciousness."

"You pull it down..." Song Zhi went to hold him with a smile, and urged him again: "Oh, let's go..."

Fang Chengyan let him pull the cuffs of his suit to go out, and asked: "Is Liu Laozhi still pouring?"

Song Zhi thought about it for a while, and said no more, thinking to himself that he might be equally unconscious by then, and he couldn't be sure how Fang Chengyan, who was like a wolf and a tiger, would play with him.

"Liu Tutu's father has to go back to take care of his wife." Song Zhi found a reason, and turned his head while walking: "Persuade him to go back to see the child quickly, I'm so dizzy."

Fang Chengyan: "I'm dizzy too."

Song Zhi: "I can't even stand up, what about you?"

"I can't."

After exchanging their status with each other, the two drunkards finally walked back to the dinner table.

Chen Zhengrong peeled a few river prawns for Song Zhi, put them in a bowl, and asked, "Why did it take so long?"

Song Zhi didn't change his face: "There is a tea tree planted in the backyard, I took a look."

The owner of the farmhouse was cooking vegetables for them in front of the gate of the yard. He turned around and smiled: "There is a tree. It rains a lot this year and grows well."

Liu Laozhi suddenly mentioned: "That's right, how is the tea tree you planted?"

The sister-in-law also turned her head in surprise: "You also planted tea trees? Where is it?"

Don't.

Song Zhi couldn't help becoming irritable, Liu Laozhi was always carrying which pot he didn't open tonight.

His land was so shameful, the sister-in-law looked concerned, Song Zhi gasped, but didn't say a word.

Finally, he sighed leisurely: "Hey..."

He hasn't seen it for several days.

Besides, if you want to go home in the future, you simply don't want to think about it.

While drinking water, Chen Zhengrong raised her eyes to see that he was not very happy: "I didn't say anything about you, why did you bother me first?"

"I'm fine..."

Even the tone of the words is clearly unwilling to mention it, how can it be not annoying?

A hand quietly stretched out from under the table, and the warm palm was attached to his, and held in his hand.

Fang Chengyan looked at everyone with an indifferent expression: "It's getting late."

Liu Laozhi echoed: "Hey, let's go back after eating."

Song Zhi bowed his head by the side and said nothing. He squeezed Fang Chengyan's palm hard, telling him not to be so presumptuous, then pulled his hand out again, and pushed the back of his hand outward.

But he was immediately grabbed by the man again, turned his face hard, and clenched his fingers tightly.

Song Zhi smiled a little, covered their hands with a disposable tablecloth, and started eating as if nothing happened.

……

After the meal, the two of them went to the tea house together after sending the sister-in-law back to the hotel.

The old neighborhood where Rijian Tea House is located is lower than the town next door, and the one-story buildings are still submerged in water, waiting for the flood to finally retreat.

Song Zhi jumped onto a boat first, held the oars, and said that he would take Fang Chengyan to row over.After the man sat down in front of him, Song Zhi rowed as vigorously as he used to ride a tricycle, and asked Fang Chengyan, "What have you done this year?"

The man seemed a little sleepy, staring at the hand-cranked paddle: "Work."

White question.

Song knew that Fang Chengyan's level of kissing people just now was brooding, and asked tentatively: "Then... where is your blind date..."

"Your grandfather, did you find him again later?"

Since Fang Changyun knew about this, he never cared about Fang Chengyan.

But it's okay, if he knows sooner or later, he needs to know.

Fang Chengyan was a little tired, staring at him with sleepy eyes: "Will I change my mind, don't you know..."

Song Zhi's heart was filled with sweetness, and he stopped talking. At twelve o'clock in the night, they were sitting in the same small boat, skimming across the small town like a dead city, leaving a dark water mark.

One after the other, he went through the windows and entered the attic. The lights in the room could not be turned on. With a little moonlight, Song Zhi rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and finally found a fairly dry blanket.He made the bed for Fang Chengyan and himself, shook the quilt, turned his head and said to take a bath, told Fang Chengyan to come back later, and then went to bed together.

After finishing his work, he went to the bathroom, but as soon as he opened the gate, he was shocked by the rush of cold water. Song Zhi had no choice but to take a basin of cold water and simply wipe himself off.

After taking a bath, he felt cold all over, so he told Fang Chengyan to wash up quickly so as not to catch a cold.

When the man came out, Song Zhiren was under the quilt, and said to him: "The bed is small, and the quilt is for one person. I think the conditions are a bit difficult. But I'm warm, so come in quickly."

"So sensible?"

Fang Chengyan leaned over, leaned over and kissed him again, and didn't stop until he was limp.

He lifted the quilt and wanted to go to bed.

Take a closer look, the people below are completely naked.

"..."

Seeing him standing there, Song Zhi embarrassedly locked his legs: "No... Didn't I sleep like this yesterday?"

"What are you looking at... I really don't have any pants, not even a pair."

Fang Chengyan said: "I remember your clothes are still in the hotel, where are your shorts in the morning?"

"The shorts are left there too..."

The pinnae of his ears were red, and he raised his arms, snatched the quilt from Fang Chengyan's hand, and quickly covered himself up.

The president frowned in confusion: "Then what are you wearing inside today?"

Song Zhi's voice was even softer: "I'm not telling you that I don't have any pants, no shorts, no underwear... I've been idle for a whole day..."

"..."

The author has something to say:

It's almost the end of the term

Strive to be diligent these two days TAT

I've been waiting for a long time~