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Such days lasted for about a week.

Song Zhi hangs out with Fang Chengyan all day long, and life flies by with him.

At seven o'clock in the morning, in the attic.

Song Zhi barely opened his sleepy eyes, leaned his head on Fang Chengyan's shoulder, and was watching a foreign popcorn movie on his mobile phone.

The whole person was lying lazily, the quilt covering his body was very low, revealing his thin and thin waist, his upper body was attached to Fang Chengyan's body, and his thin and white legs were also curled up on Fang Chengyan's body. His posture was very comfortable.

The room was filled with nothing but the sound of the movie.

Fang Chengyan seldom has such a moment when he has nothing to do. In the past few days, Song Zhi successfully made him realize what it means to be an "idle person".

From his perspective, he could see Song Zhi's eyelashes, straight nose bridge, red soft lips, down to his chest rising and falling when he breathed.

If it can be like this forever, Fang Chengyan thought, it doesn't matter how long this leisurely life lasts.

But things backfired. Before the movie was halfway through, someone downstairs suddenly called "Mr. Fang".

Song Zhi raised his eyelids, glanced at Fang Chengyan, and took off his leg.

Fang Chengyan stood up and shouted downstairs: "Wait a moment."

Song Zhi stretched his arms behind his head, hooked his slender hands to the corner of the man's shirt on the side of the bed close to the wall, then held it, and raised his hands up.

Fang Chengyan took it, put it on, and hurried downstairs.

Secretary Han was standing at the door on the first floor, looking around the environment of the tea house with interest, and stepped forward when the president came out:

"Mr. Fang, the company called to ask when you will go back?"

He said very tactfully: "We've been staying for less than half a month, shouldn't it be time to buy a plane ticket?"

He saw a hesitant look on Fang Chengyan's face.

Secretary Han asked: "...are you worried about that one?"

Obviously, it is.

After Fang Chengyan listened to his company's report, he finally said:

"Wait for my news, I will tell him now."

The man turned and went upstairs, stepping on the soft stairs, the wooden boards under his feet followed his steps, making an overwhelmed sound.

Fang Chengyan didn't know how to speak to the other party, what to say.

He clearly remembered the day when he first met each other.When Song Zhi was on the phone with his friend, he was sitting across from the tea table. He saw the hurt look on the clerk's face that could not be concealed, and heard him firmly tell others that he would not go home again.

And now.

These words are really unspeakable...

Fang Chengyan's Adam's apple rolled.

After turning a corner on the first floor of the stairs, you can walk to the room on the second floor in less than ten knots.

Stepping into the last section, the picture in the bedroom is completely in the eyes, and the scene in front of Fang Chengyan is very beautiful.

The bed in the bedroom faced the large window, and free dust floated in the air.The sunlight passed through the glass and sprinkled on a white body.

Song Zhi didn't know when he turned over from the bed, in a completely spread out state.

His feet were against the wall, and the quilt was not covered at all, and he was naked on his back, but he was 1.8 meters tall, and the 1.5 meters wide bed could not fit him at all, so his upper body was hanging by the bed.

The two legs lying on the bed were white, tender and thin, without any blemishes, even if they were mischievous since childhood, they had never suffered any bumps or bumps, leaving any marks.The shape of the feet is beautiful, the nails are well trimmed, and the sternocleidomastoid muscle on the neck is elongated because of the upward movement of the head...

The whole person is staggering, to the extent that any parent would want to scold him after seeing him.

But he is really good-looking...

Fang Chengyan stood at the door for a long time.

Song Zhi noticed that the other party had already gone upstairs, but he didn't come over for a long time, so he looked at him backwards by the bed: "What's wrong?"

"We're going back," the man said.

The other side said "um" to the phone and turned over.

The quilt was twisted into a mess by the slender body, and the lines of the back groove were beautifully outlined. He didn't realize it, and raised his head and asked:

"Have you bought a ticket?"

"No." The man paused, "The secretary just asked for your ID number."

"I'll send you."

Song Zhi opened the man's dialog box and slapped him with crackling fingers.

"You forward it to him," he said.

"When?"

"The day after tomorrow afternoon."

"it is good."

After calmly responding, he fell down again.

"I've been packing my things for the past two days."

"..." Song Zhi seemed indifferent, staring at the phone with an indifferent expression, no different from usual.

But Fang Chengyan knew very well how he would feel now.

Fang Chengyan still didn't know how to comfort him, only to hear Song Zhi slipped his hand, and the phone hit his face with a "slap", Song Zhi cried out in pain, and suddenly covered his face: "Fuck."

He covered his nose and put the phone away again.

Fang Chengyan thought it was funny, walked over, slightly parted the lower lip of the upside-down man with his fingers, revealing the white and neat lower teeth, put his lips on them, and licked them lightly.Touch the soft tip of the tongue hidden inside, and exchange a moist kiss...

After the kiss, Song Zhi got up.

He quickly put on his shorts and got out of bed.

"What are you going to do?" Fang Chengyan asked.

"tidy up."

The little tea master did what he said, went down to the first floor, went to the shelf at the back of the tea table, and gently peeled off the sticky hemp paper strips from the wall of each container, put them together and put them away .

He poured out the tea and stacked the empty jars together.There are more than fifty jars for tea leaves alone.

Two basins of clean water were brought in to wash everything, and the teacups in his collection were also placed on the floor——

There are round round cups with purple sand water storage, celadon broken patterns, glass cups with light green body, white porcelain cups as transparent as suet jade, and even cups with gold inlaid with fine silver on the body. Some antique patterns.

Everything is delicate and fragile and needs to be handled with care.These are all bought by Song Zhi from the market, ranging from 10,000+ to street stalls worth a few dollars.The little tea master has a unique aesthetic, and putting them together is full of appreciation.

"Take them all away." Song Zhi pointed to his tea table to the man: "And this."

……

In the afternoon, Fang Chengyan called the transportation company.

Two couriers carried away a beautiful tea table, and picked up several kraft boxes and put them in the back of the truck.

When Fang Chengyan walked over to fill in the address, Song Zhi suddenly had some inexplicable things in his heart. He looked back at the tea house and saw that there were only some shelves left in the hall, and suddenly felt that it was very empty...

Where Fang Chengyan couldn't see, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.

Yide was playing with other dogs at the back door of the tea house, and seeing Song Zhi's dazed look from afar, he stopped to look at him.

A few seconds later, Song Zhi withdrew his gaze, turned around and saw the black soil pine dog at the street, and looked at him.

When he saw the black soil pine, his eyes wandered, and he turned his head to sniff in the garbage dump.

It lowered its head and sniffed a few things, then turned to look at Song Zhi, and finally came over slowly.

You can probably feel that the little tea master is not in a good mood, and Yide's front paws are already standing on the steps.

Song Zhichao hooked his fingers.

Yide leaned over, as if he was very human, ran to his side and "vomited" twice.

Song Zhi didn't dislike the dog just after digging through the garbage dump, but he lowered his body and shook paws with it without saying a word.

Fang Chengyan came to look for him as soon as he finished filling in the address of the mall and the contact information of the contact person.

Song Zhi squatted on the steps, resting his hand on Yide's head, looking depressed.

"The things will be sent to the mall where they were originally delivered to you." Fang Chengyan said.

"Pick a suitable store in the mall, and you can come here as you are."

Fang Chengyan even showed him the photos on his mobile phone: "I looked at it these days, and only found one with a similar decoration structure. Take a look, do you like it?"

Song Zhi stretched his head to look over, glanced at it roughly, and thought it was not bad.

Yide stuck out his tongue and circled around the two of them.

Fang Chengyan took back his phone. He could understand the other person's current mood very well, but no matter what, the man's goal was very firm.

Bring people back.

To see him forever, no?

"The shopping mall can be put into use at any time. The information about the space for rent has not been released these days. Wait for you to choose first, and I will wait for you to open."

Song Zhi squatted on the ground, reaching out to hug the man's waist.

Fang Chengyan rubbed his hair: "I hope you are satisfied."

"Of course I am satisfied." Song Zhi replied in a nasal tone.

"I'm afraid you will be sad."

"That's somewhat..."

"Come back later, let's go together."

"No, I said I'm leaving with you..."

Fang Chengyan's hand caressed Song Zhi's hair more gently: "So you want to see me?"

"That's not true." He sniffled and buried his face in Fang Chengyan's left leg.

"I don't want to see you, my little tea master will talk to you?"

He is really sad, but he is still talking Ge dialect here.

Fang Chengyan felt distressed, supported Song Zhi's face with both hands, took a step back, and bent down.

The kiss fell on the forehead.

Song Zhi stayed obediently, and closed his eyes naturally when the kiss continued to fall.The lips met, bit and rubbed lightly, and after licking wet, they began to slowly open their teeth, and the warm tip of the tongue twisted and rubbed, gradually deepening... Fang Chengyan's hand gently lifted Song Zhi's chin, asking him to lift his head higher, The secretion of body fluid continued, Song Qingqing couldn't help swallowing, his Adam's apple slipped and slipped, and he kept making small sweet humming sounds.

When the man kissed him until his mind went blank and his consciousness was about to sink, Song Zhi suddenly remembered something, and while continuing to raise his head, he stretched out a hand and groped in the air on the left.

Touch and touch.

Finally touched a dog's mouth, and then moved up.

Then, block the dog's eyes.

Yide: "..."

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