Fang Xingquan was full of doubts, Xi Tingzhou explained: "I consulted the doctor last night, regarding my cleanliness, he suggested that I should take desensitization treatment."

"But...but you don't need to do this at all." Fang Xingquan said seriously, Xi Tingzhou's cleanliness is not terminally ill, nor does it affect normal life and work, it is similar to a small habit of a person.

Xi Tingzhou shook his head, "Maybe it wasn't necessary in the past, but now it is."

He stared deeply at Fang Xingquan, Fang Xingquan met his dark eyes, his heart beat faster, could it be because of himself?

"Actually...it's not bad, you don't have to force yourself to do things you don't like." Fang Xingquan clenched his fists and worked his brain quickly, trying to dispel Xi Tingzhou's thoughts.

Hearing Fang Xingquan's thoughtful words, Xi Tingzhou's eyes flickered slightly, and his heart became more and more certain of his decision, "Any kind of relationship needs to be managed. As an elderly person, I hope to make efforts for our future."

"Besides, didn't you say you didn't want to be a widow?" Xi Tingzhou's serious tone suddenly changed, with a slight smile on it.

Fang Xingquan's ears warmed up, he lowered his head, his eyes stared at his shoe uppers, and he opened his eyes wider and wider. It's over, it really makes sense for him to speak out, he shouldn't be talking nonsense, exaggerating the difficulty of survival.

Xi Tingzhou saw the boy's red ears and the back of his neck, and the corners of his lips turned up, "So, I have to trouble you to cooperate with me in desensitization treatment."

"Ah?" Fang Xingquan raised his head abruptly, and then carefully looked at the A4 paper in his hand, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, that is to say, he and Xi Tingzhou need to cooperate to complete the terms and conditions listed above?

The difficulty in the front is relatively low, and the problem is not big, but the further you go, the more exciting-explosive the content is, and gradually his white cheeks are like boiling hot water, and white smoke is gurgling.

Swallowing with difficulty, Fang Xingquan calmed down a little.

Don't panic, according to Xi Tingzhou's cleanliness situation, the progress bar must be going very slowly. Maybe my plan has been achieved, but Xi Tingzhou's progress bar is still stuck at the beginning.

and……

Fang Xingquan indulged his selfishness, and thought to himself, even if things went very smoothly, he slept with Xi Tingzhou and cured Xi Tingzhou's cleanliness addiction, he would kill two birds with one stone, and he would not lose.

After considering the two situations clearly, his flustered heart slowly calmed down. Fang Xingquan calmly took a deep breath, let it out slowly, grinned, and said, "Okay, I am very happy to be able to help Uncle Xi."

Xi Tingzhou was a little surprised. Fang Xingquan's reaction one minute ago made him feel that the matter might not be possible, but soon Fang Xingquan thought of something, and agreed with a willing appearance. If you don't want to, you can refuse."

"Huh?" Fang Xingquan was taken aback, and asked, "Why?"

He lowered his eyelashes and explained sincerely: "I hope you will be happy, and I don't want you to force yourself, but as you said, you want to work hard for our future. As a direct beneficiary, it is only natural for me to support you thing."

Fang Xingquan's bright eyes looked into his eyes, like fireflies, illuminating the world, "No matter what you do, I will support you."

The always fierce phoenix eyes opened slightly, and the pupils flickered. Xi Tingzhou slowly raised his hand, and his plain fingers flicked Fang Xingquan's forehead without warning.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Fang Xingquan never expected that Xi Tingzhou would be fine if he wasn't moved, so why would he do it?

Xi Tingzhou's mellow and melodious voice was mixed with an unconcealable smile, "Smart words."

Fang Xingquan touched the pale pink mark on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth could not restrain his upward movement.

-

Breakfast is still made by Xi Tingzhou, milk and egg sandwiches.

"Uncle Xi, although people who eat free food have no right to speak, as a developing teenager, can I make a suggestion?" Fang Xingquan, who had eaten the same breakfast for several days, raised his hand with a bitter face.

Xi Tingzhou lowered the morning international news report and raised his eyebrows slightly to signal him to speak.

"Can I have another breakfast tomorrow? I'll get up early and cook noodles." Fang Xingquan was eager to try.

"You don't like egg and milk sandwiches?" Xi Tingzhou asked.

Fang Xingquan shook his head and denied, "Of course not, but no matter how much you like to eat, you can't resist eating it every day. Don't you get tired of it?"

Xi Tingzhou said bluntly, "No, trouble."

Fang Xingquan understands, Xi Tingzhou finds it troublesome, so he doesn't change the menu often, and doesn't mind eating the same food repeatedly every day, probably for workaholics like them, eating is just to keep the body functioning.

"I will." Fang Xingquan said seriously with a straight face.

In Xi Tingzhou's eyes, it looks like a little animal with a fierce milk and a bluff, so cute that it makes one's heart tremble.

He picked up the coffee cup and took a sip in disguise, "Got it."

Fang Xingquan guessed that what Xi Tingzhou meant was that the dishes would be changed tomorrow.

"Thank you Uncle Xi, thank you for your hard work." Fang Xingquan gave a big smile without hesitation.

Putting the dinner plate into the dishwasher, Fang Xingquan changed the TV channel, "I'll clean it up, you are ready to go to work."

Putting down the remote control in his hand, Fang Xingquan quickly stepped forward to clean up the dishes.

The TV channel happened to be broadcasting the local news.

"Is this old city going to be demolished? It's a pity, it bears the childhood memories of many people." Fang Xingquan stood in front of the island stage, propped his chin and sighed.

Xi Tingzhou looked up at the TV, "Do you like it?"

Fang Xingquan nodded, and suddenly asked with great interest: "Uncle Xi, do you know where this is? I just happened to take a look around before the demolition."

"Wensheng Road, are you going today? I'll ask someone to accompany you." Xi Tingzhou paused, and added: "My schedule is quite full, so I don't have time, sorry."

"Uncle Xi, please don't apologize. So many people in the company rely on you to support their families. I understand that you are busy with work. After I start school, I don't think I have much time to spend with you. So I have to say sorry to you too. ?" Fang Xingquan raised his chin and asked back.

Xi Tingzhou was stunned for a moment, then reached out and rubbed his hairy head, "Thank you my kid for being so understanding."

Fang Xingquan blushed suddenly, followed Xi Tingzhou's strength and lowered his head. His heart seemed to burst out of his chest, and he retorted without confidence: "I'm eighteen, so I'm not a kid."

Didn't Xi Tingzhou tease my kid on purpose?

He and Liu Xiahui can't fight each other, and they can't learn to sit still. If Xi Tingzhou hooks his fingers at him, he hesitates for a second and he loses.

Went upstairs to change clothes, Xi Tingzhou went downstairs in a suit and leather shoes, passed by Fang Xingquan, suddenly stopped, turned his head and asked him: "Can you wear a tie?"

Fang Xingquan's gaze subconsciously turned to Xi Tingzhou's tie, which was tied like a textbook, as if he was not needed, "Yes, but I haven't tied it for a long time, and my hands are raw."

Xi Tingzhou nodded, "Learn it when you have time, it will be useful in the future."

My mind is full, is he going to teach me how to tie a tie?Does he want me to tie his tie by hand?Fang Xingquan, who was thinking about it, was instantly disillusioned, and he agreed with a blank expression: "Okay."

Xi Tingzhou is probably allergic to romance.

Walking to the door, the two looked at each other, and Fang Xingquan asked solemnly, "Uncle Xi, are you ready?"

Xi Tingzhou's chest rose and fell slightly, and it could be seen that he was doing psychological construction. Fang Xingquan thought to himself, well, it takes so long to prepare even a hug, and the mosaic content will definitely not be completed in half a year.

"It's really not possible, tomorrow..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Xingquan's words were interrupted. Xi Tingzhou opened his arms towards him firmly, "Today's business is over today, come on."

Strict self-discipline and others will not fail, Mr. Xi.

Fang Xingquan found it a little funny, stepped forward, threw himself into the man's broad embrace, and said with a light smile, "Uncle Xi, you look so dignified, as if you want to sacrifice yourself to me."

Xi Tingzhou's solemn expression cracked, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his brows and eyes. He tightened his arms and completely embraced the person in his arms. The clean and sweet fragrance stained his clothes, which belonged to Fang Xingquan. At this moment, he actually It was wonderfully not annoying, and even unknowingly approached the boy's slender neck and sniffed lightly.

There was a subtle itch on his neck, Fang Xingquan trembled like an electric shock, put his hands on Xi Tingzhou's shoulders, pushed the man, and reminded: "It's time to go to work."

Xi Tingzhou woke up like a dream, and saw a crimson ear, like rouge soaked in mutton fat jade, rosy in white, moist and delicate. He wanted to taste what it was like.

Things that have never been noticed wake up at this moment and open their eyes in the dark.

-

"Xi Dong, long time no see, welcome." The octogenarian Mr. Yang got up to welcome Xi Tingzhou in person with a cane.

Xi Tingzhou responded calmly to Mr. Yang, "Hello, Director Yang."

Interestingly, Mr. Yang's eldest son accompanied Xi Tingzhou, who was about the same age as Sister Xi Tingzhou, but treated Xi Tingzhou respectfully.

Mrs. Yang called someone to serve tea, but Xi Tingzhou didn't even touch the cups, so indifferent to the naked eye, Mrs. Yang and his eldest son looked at each other, and the eldest son secretly shook his head, implying that he didn't know what was going on.

Xi Tingzhou had a few polite words with Mr. Yang, chatted about the recent economic situation, and took advantage of the opportunity to talk about the demolition of Wensheng Road. Mr. Yang rolled his eyes and said cheerfully: "I will leave it to the third child to take care of the details. The situation is unclear, young people have young people's ideas, and old men are out of step with the times."

Seeing that Mr. Yang didn't accept the offer, Xi Tingzhou changed the subject and started chatting about other things. It seemed that he was just chatting casually without any other purpose.

Raising his hand and looking at his watch, Xi Tingzhou got up and buttoned his suit, "It's getting late, I have something else to do, take my leave."

Monk Zhang Er, father and son of the Yang family, can't figure it out, what do you mean?What is Xi Tingzhou doing here?

Boss Yang was at a loss, forced down his doubts, and followed closely behind to send him off.

When Mr. Yang sat down, he found a file bag on the table, and hurriedly called out: "Xi Dong, your things have been left behind."

Xi Tingzhou turned his head and wrote lightly, "For you."

Mr. Yang was puzzled, with an inexplicable sense of foreboding in his chest, he opened the file bag, and half a minute later, he slammed his crutch, "Bastard!"

"Where's the young master?!"

The servant didn't dare to show his air, but the butler's eyes drifted and he was sweating profusely, "Young master... I'm going to Nianyuan. "

Mr. Yang almost didn't inhale oxygen on the spot, "What?! What did he want to do when he ran to 'Nianyuan'? Don't you think you didn't cause enough trouble!"

The butler replied obediently, shrinking his neck, "He...he said he wanted to catch Xi Dong."

"Oh!" Mr. Yang covered his chest, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

The boss of the Yang family was also in dire straits after sending people back to listen to the second half. Can Xi Tingzhou be messed with? !The little brother dared to have unreasonable thoughts on Xi Tingzhou, did he think his life was too long?

Whenever Xi Tingzhou opens his mouth, he has to call someone uncle!

"Quick! Call the family doctor!" Elder Yang helped his father up, arranged the family affairs, and rushed to the headquarters of "Nianyuan", hoping that Mr. Xi would give his younger brother a leg.

-

Fang Xingquan, who knew nothing about it, was taking pictures. Although he deliberately hinted that Xi Tingzhou's land had hidden value, after he measured the land with his feet, he finally understood why so many people were reluctant to part with it.

Every piece of brick and tile is both life and art. Fang Xingquan studied architectural design and attracted him everywhere. He kept taking pictures with the camera in his hand. Xi Tingzhou lent it to him specially.

"I played with photography for a while when I was studying, and it has been put aside for a long time. You can play with it."

Fang Xingquan loves this camera very much. Although the model is relatively old and not as high-definition as today's cameras, it has a unique beauty with the unique scenery of the old street. Time seems to be written on the photos.

He happily sent several photos of himself to Xi Tingzhou to share his happiness, when suddenly he was patted on the shoulder, Fang Xingquan turned his head suddenly, and the smile on his face froze.

"Xiaoxuan, it's really you, what a coincidence."

The author says:

感谢在2022-06-2919:43:23-2022-06-3020:34:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: It’s still sunny 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:床上有猫50瓶;雨15瓶;happy来啰、古美美的小窝、常乐永安10瓶;顾凌4瓶;澄辉2瓶;云舟舟舟子、下午好先生1瓶;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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