Marry the real young master and his uncle [rebirth]

what are you doing "

As if disturbed by his voice, Xi Tingzhou leaned to the side, watched him quietly with thick black eyes, and replied confidently: "Make sure the third leg is fine."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward, Fang Xingquan's fair face turned red instantly, like a ripe fruit, sweet and delicious, tempting to pick, he quickly withdrew the back of his hand behind him as if he had been scalded.

His reaction attracted Xi Tingzhou's attention, and Fang Xingquan's cheeks were like a boiling hot water pot, screaming wildly from his straightforward gaze.

The ears were filled with tinkling sounds, which were caused by the collision of metal belt buckles. Fang Xingquan bit the soft flesh in his mouth, his clear and clear eyes were reddened by the heat, why did the sound have pictures? !

He seemed to see Xi Tingzhou's joints were clearly defined, and his snow-white slender fingers were clutching the fine-grained black belt. The two extreme colors formed a strong visual impact. His fingertips slowly opened the silver clasp, and his every move was silent. Fantasizing in his head, Fang Xingquan seemed to have a high fever, his whole body was scorching hot, and he was sweating profusely.

"You wash slowly, I'll go out first, call me if there is anything to do." Fang Xingquan really couldn't bear this torture, and hurried out.

Suddenly, his wrist was clenched by a strong force, and he was pulled back abruptly. He staggered backwards, and was about to fall. The other hand firmly held his waist to help him stand still.

Fang Xingquan was still in shock, and couldn't help imagining that if the back of his head hit the ground, he might die. After all, he hadn't missed the news about falling and dying in the bathroom.

"Is there anything else?" Fang Xingquan was frightened away by the charming feeling in his heart, so he managed to calm down and talk to Xi Tingzhou.

Xi Tingzhou nodded solemnly, met his eyes, and said, "I need help."

Fang Xingquan was confused: "Huh?"

Xi Tingzhou cut to the chase: "Help me make sure the third leg is fine."

The air froze for a moment, and the surrounding sound images moved away from Fang Xingquan, leaving a blank space.

He was like a pedestrian passing by in a hurry on the other side of the zebra crossing. He watched the green light flashing and then jumping to a red light. He froze in place, and the blood rushed to his head.

Drunk Xi Tingzhou is really scary. Is this the retribution for teasing people and running the train with his mouth full?It's too violent!

I have simply had a mouthful, but Xi Tingzhou really took advantage of it.

Fang Xingquan's brain has not yet turned, and his hands have been commandeered by Xi Tingzhou. He has not said hello to "Big Fan" for a long time. Last time, there were two layers of cloth between them. This time he still holds the pipa to half cover his face. If he hadn't reacted fast enough, he would have almost bumped into the real guy.

"I...I..." Fang Xingquan's tongue was tied, his face was blushing, his beautiful eyes were moist, as if he had been bullied.

Xi Tingzhou's breathing was stagnant, and his low body temperature rose rapidly, like a hockey puck thrown into boiling hot water.

"Bang!" The loud closing sound woke him up, and his palms slowly pressed against his chest.

My heart beats so fast.

Xi Tingzhou looked down and made sure that he was not only okay, but even a little too okay.

Fleeing back to the bedroom, Fang Xingquan slid on the floor, half of his body was hidden in the curtains, his heart had just experienced a magnitude [-] earthquake, his head was on his knees, he hugged himself and curled up into a ball, it was difficult to calm down the flustered mood for a long time, he clutched the clothes on his chest, eyes With water shining, he stared at the palm of his right hand, the burning feeling was still there, and he couldn't forget the palpitation just now.

The room was pitch black, and the darkness seemed to be able to hide all the filth. Fang Xingquan moved his stiff neck, leaned forward, buried his nose in his palm and sniffed, like a puppy who keeps its master's scent in mind.

He was sitting on the floor with his back against the wall. The moon outside the window was moving and shining through the glass. The shadows of flowers were reflected by the curtains. The sound of tick tick, I don't know who is doing the hardworking flower waterer.

After taking a quick shower, Fang Xingquan didn't worry about the drunken man washing alone, so he went into Xi Tingzhou's room bravely. Should he be called Xi Tingzhou who is strict with himself?Xi Tingzhou not only took a bath obediently, but also buttoned his pajamas one by one, lay down on the bed and fell asleep peacefully.

Fang Xingquan lowered his eyes, even the slippers were neatly arranged, it was scary.

Touching the man's half-dry hair, Fang Xingquan took a towel to dry it for him. Fortunately, it was summer, and Xi Tingzhou's hair was short, so it dried out in a short time. He laid him flat with his hands and toes, and tucked in the quilt.

He was worried about Xi Tingzhou, so he walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, resting his chin on one hand and recalling the clubhouse.

The young man who almost underestimated Xi Tingzhou was Yang Le'an, the old son of the chairman of "Yuyang". Feng Defeng was spoiled since he was a child, and he was almost the wealthy version of Fang Cong.

Fang Xingquan hated him, firstly because he shouldn't have shot at Xi Tingzhou, and secondly because Ji Xin's future marriage partner was the Yang family, Yang Le'an's niece Yang Xuezhi, and it was rumored that Ji Xin was close to his future uncle, and the two often went to bed together. At the same time, the major media speculated that the Yang family valued Ji Xin very much.

If nothing else happened, this century Xin would still marry Yang Xuezhi. Fang Xingquan had never met Yang Le'an in his previous life, but he could be a good person who likes to play with Ji Xin. Now it seems that is indeed the case.

In his previous life, he didn't fight or snatch, he just wanted to live a good life and become a member of the crowd. However, Ji Xin refused to let him go. He had to torture him and drive him to death before he would give up.

At the beginning, he really felt guilty towards Ji Xin. Although the Ji family gave him little care and forced him to study every day, if he didn’t get the No.1, he wouldn’t get good looks from his parents. Out of breath, but food, clothing, housing and transportation never treated him badly.

When Fang Xingquan and Ji Xin met for the first time, Ji Xin was dark and thin, with bulky and cheap clothes, and he knew it wasn't his at first sight. Later, he heard that Ji Xin often couldn't eat enough and almost couldn't go to school. Fang Xingquan was very surprised. The 15-year-old He is well-rounded among his peers in the circle, but his vision is still too shallow, and he doesn't care about the sufferings of the world. In the 21st century, there are still people who can't eat enough.

Ji Xin always looked at Fang Xingquan with pitiful and aggrieved eyes, saying that he envied him for having endless food and clothes that he couldn't wear. It's not like filling his stomach is a luxury, let alone clothes that fit.

The more Ji Xin was like this, the deeper the guilt in Fang Xingquan's heart. Gradually, he became more and more convinced that he owed Ji Xin a lot. His 15 years of comfortable life was bought with Ji Xin's pain. He shamelessly stole the money that belonged to Ji Xin. Xin stuff.

So after Ji Xin returned to Ji's house, even if he was framed by Ji Xin and then driven away by Ji's house and sent back to Fang's house, he didn't complain. There was always a voice in his mind reminding him that Ji Xin was the master there. The dove has occupied the magpie's nest for many years, and the object has been returned to the original owner.

After his death, the icy river water froze him soberly, and he saw the truth clearly. He completely realized that he didn't owe Ji Xin at all. They were both babies back then, and it wasn't him who ordered someone to deliberately hug them wrong. My family has not worried about money for 15 years, but suffers from mental torture from time to time. Why does Ji Xin resent him and take revenge on him.

With a wronged person and a debtor, Ji Xin chooses to attack him, but it is just a persimmon, and if he is replaced by a powerful person, would Ji Xin dare?He is just a punching bag for bad luck.

Live again, don't pay back to Ji Xin, how can it be justified.

Now that we've bumped into each other, let's start with the Yang family.

Without the help of the Yang family, Ji Xin would have lost his arm.

"vomit--"

The sound of vomiting brought Fang Xingquan back to his mind, he stood up suddenly, and followed Xi Tingzhou who ran into the bathroom.

In the middle of the night, Xi Tingzhou vomited twice again. Fang Xingquan took care of him until the sky turned pale, and he sat on the sofa with his head propped on one hand and fell into a coma.

What Xi Tingzhou saw when he opened his eyes was this scene. The morning glow leaked in through the gaps in the heavy curtains, spilling onto the young man's soft hair tips. The slightly messy hair was dyed a dazzling golden color. Unstained and sparkling.

"Bang bang—"

Xi Tingzhou's heart skipped a beat as if he had received a grand gift.

"Clap."

With his ears keen to catch the sound, Fang Xingquan took the lead with his eyes closed, and quickly rushed to Xi Tingzhou's bedside to help him, "Want to vomit? Do you want to drink water? Or do you want to go to the bathroom?"

A series of movements are so proficient that it makes people feel distressed. Xi Tingzhou's chest is full of unspeakable emotions, like biting a piece of unripe fruit. The young man's skin is fair, and the dark circles under his eyes are clearly visible. Still choose to give up.

"I'll go by myself, you sleep for a while." Xi Tingzhou said softly.

Fang Xingquan rubbed his sore eyes, Xi Tingzhou seemed to be sober, he yawned, and after confirming that Xi Tingzhou had regained the ability to take care of himself, he staggered back to his room, "Well, I'll make up for it later, the kitchen is busy. Hangover soup, Uncle Xi, remember to drink it."

The young man's voice was soft and hoarse, well-behaved and affectionate. Xi Tingzhou watched his leaving back, and after a long while he came back to his senses. After taking care of him all night, he even made him hangover soup. I really don't know what to say .

Sleeping until 03:30 in the afternoon, Fang Xingquan went downstairs in slippers, and unexpectedly found that Xi Tingzhou was at home.

"Uncle Xi, aren't you going to work?" Fang Xingquan quickened his pace, overjoyed, and washed away the embarrassment left over from last night.

Xi Tingzhou raised his head from the computer, with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on his tall, gentle and handsome.

"Well, I'm working from home today." Xi Tingzhou continued typing on the keyboard and told Fang Xingquan: "There is food in the kitchen, go and eat."

Fang Xingquan happened to be hungry. He thought that Xi Tingzhou was still preparing a diet for fitness people. When he lifted the lid of the pot, he saw several home-cooked dishes, including pork ribs in black bean sauce, mapo tofu, and stir-fried seasonal vegetables.

Holding the lid of the pot in his hand, he turned his head to the outside of the kitchen in surprise and asked, "Uncle Xi, did you do it?"

The man tapped his fingers on the keyboard, with his back turned to him and concentrated on his work. His wide back was tall and stalwart, which made people feel at ease.

He nodded slightly, and responded lightly: "Yes."

Fang Xingquan smiled, as if he was surrounded by the cool breeze in the summer afternoon. He was holding a bottle of iced soda in his hand.

Picking up the food and going to the restaurant, I turned on my phone to find a show for next meal, when a message suddenly popped up.

#Xi Ting Zhou Bao-Raising Male College Students#