Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

Feng He blinked her eyes, inexplicably feeling that the scene was quite beautiful.

It was like Xiao Yushan was hit by an orange, and then he accidentally kissed him on the mouth.

Feng He licked it subconsciously.

This lick was enough to ruin everything. Xiao Yushan's eyes suddenly widened with surprise and an inexplicable emotion.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

Before Feng He could react, Xiao Yushan pressed her to the ground and kissed her wildly for more than ten minutes.

By the end, he was sweating profusely and his eyes were almost glazed over.

This is outrageous. My tongue is about to break.

How could two people kiss for so long? Feng He looked up at the sky. The tall corn stalks were pointing towards the sky.

Xiao Yushan seemed to realize that his behavior was a bit extreme. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and then he picked Feng He up.

Feng He's eyes turned away dully. He tried his best to come back to his senses and glared at Xi Xiao Yushan.

Xiao Yushan was silent for a long while, then said very seriously: "Feng He, I like you. Are you willing to eat, watch TV, and swing at my house from now on? I promise that I won't let you do anything you don't like, but I will accompany you to do anything you want to do."

Feng He was stunned. He was caught off guard by this wave of confessions.

These words also caused visible ripples in his heart.

But he remembered that he seemed to have to "climb into" Zhuang Zelin's bed once more.

But, this...how can we do this while we are in a relationship?

"I...I, let me think about it first and tell you later." Feng He managed to say this after a long while.

Xiao Yushan seemed very surprised. Fenghe's words were enough for him.

At least Feng He didn't refuse immediately.

Then there is hope.

Xiao Yushan got up and picked up the oranges that were not broken, and also picked up the broken ones, and packed the two separately.

But he didn't dare let Feng He carry the shoulder pole again, so he carried the oranges back to Feng He's home in two trips.

He also picked some oranges from his own orange orchard and brought them to Feng He's family to replace the ones that had just been damaged.

After this incident, Feng He has been absent-minded.

His mother asked him what was wrong, but Feng He felt shy and was reluctant to say anything.

Zhuang Zelin’s new house has been renovated.

Take Fenghe to see it.

Feng He followed him over happily. He had chosen all the items, and he wanted to see the results.

The decoration of Zhuang Zelin's house was what was popular in the city at that time. To the unsophisticated countryside, it was like a fairy-tale. So Feng He was stunned unconsciously.

A smile flashed in Zhuang Zelin's eyes. As expected of him, the house he decorated was just what Feng He liked.

Feng He touched this and looked at that.

There is a big TV in Zhuang Zelin's house, which looks very valuable. Feng He saw it when she went furniture shopping with Zhuang Zelin last time. She didn't expect that Zhuang Zelin actually bought it.

He had only seen televisions in Xiaoyu Mountain and at the village chief's house, but they were all small ones. This was the first time he had seen one as big as the one Zhuang Zelin had.

Watching TV must be fun.

There was actually an air conditioner at home, which he had only seen on TV. One air conditioner cost his family a year's harvest.

Feng He wondered to herself whether the electricity in their village was enough to run so many electrical appliances in Zhuang Zelin's home.

Not only electrical appliances, there are many things in Zhuang Zelin's house that the original owner has never seen before, such as sofas, water dispensers...

He also has a cabinet for snacks at home, which is now full of snacks.

"Feng He, do you like it? How about living here from now on?"

Feng He let out an “ah”.

Zhuang Zelin immediately replied: "It's okay, we have such a good relationship, your parents know it..."

Feng He touched his nose and asked an unrelated question: "Logically, school should have started a long time ago, why haven't you returned to the capital yet?"

"I won't go back for the time being."

Zhuang Zelin's eyes wandered for a moment. His parents had called him several times to urge him to come back.

Before September, he could still use labor as an excuse, but now it is simply impossible.

His father gave him a week to pack his things and told him to come back immediately.

Who knows, he just turned a deaf ear to it.

Now it's almost time.

Anyway, if a car comes to pick him up, he will stay there and refuse to leave.

Going to school is boring, I might as well stay in the countryside and play with Fenghe.

If Zhuang Zelin's father knew what he was thinking, he would probably vomit blood. How could he know that it is easier to invite a god than to send him away.

Feng He started to bite his fingernails. Zhuang Zelin was also very nice to him. If he climbed into bed with him, it would be unclear whether they could still be friends in the future.

Hey, it’s difficult to do.

Feng He's eyes suddenly lit up. Did Zhuang Zelin just let him live here?

Then wouldn't he have a chance to climb into bed?

And maybe he could come up with a less lame excuse.

Simply kill two birds with one stone.

Feng He said quickly: "Did you just let me live here? Okay, your house is quite beautiful, I like it."

Zhuang Zelin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he even stuttered: "Are you...are you serious?"

Feng He nodded with a serious expression.

Zhuang Zelin immediately said, "Okay, you are not allowed to regret it."

Feng He's mouth twitched. How could he go back on his word?

After making the decision, Feng He told his parents that night: "Dad, Mom, I'm going to stay in Zhuang Zelin's new house for two days."

When his parents heard this, their faces turned a little awkward. His mother asked, "Why are you living together?"

Although they are two half-grown children, they are not ignorant. How can they live together?

Feng He said, "His house is nice and has a big TV. I want to go and play."

"Why are you so playful, kid? You don't like Master Zhuang, do you?"

Feng He was stunned. No, just friends.

His mother knew what he was thinking by looking at his expression.

His son doesn't like Young Master Zhuang, but Young Master Zhuang seems to have a good impression of his son.

He would take her out to play on his bike every day, help her family with chores, and often send her valuable gifts.

You have to accept it, otherwise he will throw it away.

How could that be possible? Such a valuable item frightened her so much that she quickly accepted it.

"You are not allowed to go. You don't like them, so why do you want to live in their house?"

Feng He: “…” How can it be so easy for same-sex friends to fall in love with each other?

Oh, he forgot that all the worlds he lived in were worlds where same-sex marriage was allowed.

No wonder his mother asked him to avoid suspicion.

Feng He pouted and said, "I'll just stay there for one day. I promise I won't sleep in the same bed with him."

But his mother still disagreed and said, "No, believe it or not, I will go and talk to Yushan."

Feng He almost spit out a mouthful of water, pretending to be nonchalant and said: "Why are you going to tell him?"

His mother snorted twice: "Yushan has already told me that he likes you and wants to date you, preferably get married. I like him very much, and I think you like him too, so your father and I unilaterally agreed. Now all that's missing is your opinion."

Feng He: “…” Xiao Yushan moves so quickly?

Feng He pondered this matter carefully in his mind. His original intention was not to let Xiao Yushan know, but now he had to be more careful about his mother.

He might as well sneak over there when the time comes.

Anyway, his mother can't watch him every day.

Once the task is completed, everything will be fine.

After Feng He figured it out, she went back to sleep.

The next day, he told Zhuang Zelin that he would go to his house to play in the evening.

Zhuang Zelin was puzzled: "Your parents don't allow you to live here?"

Feng He's eyes wandered, and she said stiffly, "Don't worry about it."

Unexpectedly, no one knew what touched Zhuang Zelin's nerve, and his face suddenly turned red.

Feng He: “…” No, brother, are you going to beat me?