Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

How could it be possible, how could he forget it? He thought about it all the time, and couldn't eat or sleep.

Seeing things reminds me of someone...it really worked.

Shen Zhihuai shifted his gaze and said casually, "If you want to go through so much trouble, you might as well come back. The environment here is so bad, how can you get used to living here?"

"not bad."

Shen Zhihuai's face darkened, and he immediately said in a deep voice: "...It's up to you."

No one at the educated youth site is as good as the Shen family, but everyone is here. If there is an exception, it will not only be against the rules, but also impossible to explain to the village chief.

In the past, there were young and beautiful female educated youth who fell in love with the sons of village farmers and chose to marry them instead of returning.

But there are still essential differences between women and men. If Si Mo wants to go back, he may need to find a suitable excuse.

"Even if you can get used to the environment here, don't let yourself get tired. You should be more conscious and keep a distance from those men and women, okay?"

When he thought of the way the female educated youth was chatting and laughing with the young master just now, he felt suffocated and couldn't breathe.

But he knew that Si Mo had nothing to do with her, after all, he was interested in men...

But there were also many male educated youth here, and he had to watch his young master eat and live with that group of boys.

Who knows, there might be someone interested in Si Mo... When he thought of this, just a little bit, Shen Zhihuai gritted his teeth in hatred, and his stomach felt very sour.

After chatting for a while, time passed by so quickly that Shen Zhihuai felt that he had just met Si Mo for a short time, but it was almost dark.

He opened his mouth several times, looked at Si Mo's face and hesitated to speak, and said reluctantly: "Then I... will leave first, you keep the things, I will come to see you often in the future."

Looking at him, Si Mo pursed his lips. He saw through Shen Zhihuai's thoughts accurately.

If conditions permit, this person would probably come here once a day.

Shen Zhihuai didn't care about other people's opinions, but he couldn't help but think about Si Mo. If he kept interrupting, what would happen if the young master was "joked" at the educated youth center?

Although he wanted everyone to know that Si Mo was his, and it would be best if no one thought about it, Shen Zhihuai couldn't bear to see him become the target of public criticism.

"If someone bullies you, you must tell me, I will beat him up for you!" After hesitating for a while, Shen Zhihuai finally let go of his pride and raised his eyebrows: "What are you laughing at? Just tell me you know."

Si Mo's smile deepened and he nodded: "Got it."

Shen Zhihuai put his arms around Si Mo's neck again and kissed him hard a few times before letting him go. Looking at the young master's red and swollen lips from being kissed, he smiled with satisfaction. That was his perfect masterpiece.

No one will miss him!

After returning to the Shen family, Shen Ren discovered that his son was in much better condition, as if he had returned to being that lively boy again.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that Zhihuai and Si Zhiqing have such a good relationship, they are just like my two biological sons.

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Over the past few days, the harvest of agricultural products has basically been completed, and some educated youth have been sent to build new bridges in the east and south of the village.

The temporary camp was nearby, and fortunately, Si Mo was in the east of the village. Looking at the rows of small earthen houses, the closest one was the Shen family courtyard.

It is now more convenient to travel back and forth, and Father Shen can occasionally come over for a walk to visit.

Shen Zhihuai wanted to come to see Si Mo twice a day. The educated youth who stopped to rest from work all laughed and joked: Maybe Si Zhiqing owed Shen Zhihuai money when he was in the Shen family before, so he was watched so closely by Shen Zhihuai like a creditor, for fear that he would run away if he was not careful.

About a month later, the weather started to get colder and we all took the bus to the town to pick up the letters of sympathy and winter clothes that our parents had sent us. When we woke up in the morning, our eyelashes were covered with frost and our breath was white.

This is also the seventh day that Si Mo and Shen Zhihuai have not met.

The last time they parted, he didn't behave in any way that would make people wonder, but since then, it seemed as if Shen Zhihuai had completely disappeared from his sight.

All they could do was watch the white smoke rising from the Shen family's yard from cooking three meals a day. The gate to the yard was tightly closed, as if it had not been opened for a long time.

"Si Zhiqing, someone is looking for you!" Xiao Su shouted while rubbing his red hands from the cold.

I don't know how long it has been since I last heard this sentence. Si Mo's heart trembled suddenly. But when he left the house, he found that the person standing outside hesitating was not Shen Zhihuai, but Shen's father.

"Uncle Shen." He walked over and called out.

"Hey, I came to see you."

"Si Zhiqing, are you okay? The wind in the north gets really strong at this time of year, so getting blown is inevitable. Shiqiao Village is even more remote, so you must keep warm."

Father Shen handed the cotton-padded clothes and trousers he brought from home to Si Mo. His ears were red from the cold, and they looked bloodshot in the dry and cold sunlight. "This is what Zhihuai asked me to tell you."

"It's nothing, come in quickly." After everyone finished collecting the items, Father Shen waved his hand and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, Uncle Shen!" Si Mo called him and asked with his lips slightly pursed: "How is Zhihuai recently? Did something happen?"

If nothing had happened, Shen Zhihuai wouldn't have stayed away from him for so long. The bridge construction task was about to be completed, and time was very tight. Si Mo couldn't spare the time to go back to the Shen family.

As expected, when Shen Ren heard the educated youth asking about his son, he paused for a long time before sighing and saying, "Zhihuai, he's fine."

"He just went to town to do some work. He didn't tell me anything. He always left early and came back late. He was very busy."

Shen Zhihuai is almost twenty years old, which is neither too young nor too young. It is understandable that he sometimes doesn't want to tell Shen Ren about his own affairs, so Shen Ren doesn't dare to ask too much.

How can a child stay in a nest built by his parents for his entire life without growing up?

But it wasn't just this matter that worried him. In fact... Shen Ren had already had a premonition in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud.

Looking at Father Shen's dejected figure, Si Mo's heart sank. He stroked his shoulder and comforted him, "Is that so? That's okay."

"Uncle Shen, as long as Zhihuai is not injured, it's fine. Wait for him to come back and have a good chat. He may not be hiding it from you on purpose."

"Yes, yes." Mr. Shen certainly understood the truth. He forced a smile and went home alone.

Two or three days later, that afternoon, Village Chief Wang informed everyone that the project was finished and they could return to the educated youth site. Si Mo was packing up with everyone when a white figure suddenly flashed outside the tent.

For a moment, as if he sensed something, he stopped.

Sure enough, after walking a few steps to the backyard, he fell into a familiar warm and cool embrace.

Shen Zhihuai couldn't wait to hug the young boy he had been thinking about day and night from behind. He couldn't help but shiver when his cool neck touched Si Mo's skin, but soon their body temperatures were shared and the embrace began to heat up.

"Si Mo, I miss you."