The Villain is Born with a Sweet Tooth

The wind in Dragon City is like a knife.

As soon as Tang Zhou got off the plane, his bones were almost cracked.Fortunately, he had the foresight to bring a thick down jacket.

The down jacket is black, reaching to the calf, the collar is pulled to the chin, and the hat makes the whole person warm, just looks like a chubby bear.

However, Tang Zhou himself was thin, and his clothes were loosely draped around his body, so he didn't look cumbersome.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the airport. The airport is far away from Fu Shen's hometown, and it takes about two hours by car.

Before boarding the plane, Tang Zhou contacted someone he knew in Longcheng. As soon as he turned on his cell phone, a call came in.

to pick him up.

According to the description on the phone, Tang Zhou found the driver who picked up the plane.

The driver was in his forties and looked honest and honest. When he saw Tang Zhou, he was obviously surprised. If he hadn't made it clear on the phone, he would have thought he was picking up a big star.

Tang Zhou pushed the suitcase, "Master Liu, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, it's not hard, anyway, I have to go home for the New Year, so I'll drop by."

The driver, Old Liu, gritted his teeth, "If the boss hadn't arranged for me to pick up Mr. Tang, I wouldn't be able to drive home."

He helped Tang Zhou put the suitcase away, and the two got into the car.

Old Liu started the car and said with a smile: "Mr. Tang, there are still more than two hours on the road. If you are tired, take a rest and arrive when you wake up."

Tang Zhou was a little sleepy on the plane, but he was refreshed by the cold wind just now, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

"This is my first time in Dragon City, I want to see the scenery of Dragon City."

There has just been a snowfall in Longcheng, and there is a thick silvery white outside the car window, and the dry branches on both sides of the road are covered with snow, which falls down from time to time.

This is a rare sight in Jiangcheng.

Although the road has been cleared, it is still a bit slippery. Lao Liu didn't dare to drive too fast, and said, "Mr. Tang is not in a hurry, is he?"

Tang Zhou smiled, "It's fine if you can."

What was supposed to be a two-hour journey suddenly turned into three hours.

The village where Fu Shen lives is called Longtan Village. It has good Fengshui and a good name, but it is poor.

Lao Liu got acquainted with Tang Zhou along the way, and he talked more, "Longtan Village is very remote, what is Mr. Tang doing here?"

Tang Zhou's eyes fell on the mountain mausoleum not far away, "Meet my friend."

"Oh, Mr. Tang, the village is here. Do you know where your friend's house is? I'll take you directly to the door."

Tang Zhou glanced at the road at the entrance of the village. It was too small and narrow, and the road was covered with snow, making it difficult for the car to drive. He said, "Just stop here, and you should go back early."

Old Liu's family is in the county seat, and it's getting late now, so it's better to go back early.

"Okay, if Mr. Tang still uses the car, just contact me directly."

Lao Liu enthusiastically helped him get the suitcase, and saw Tang Zhou disappearing at the entrance of the village, and then turned to go home.

The section of the road leaving the village is potholed and quite narrow.Lao Liu drove slowly, and found someone riding a bicycle in front of him, so he couldn't help but slow down and pull over.

By the light of the headlights, he saw that it was a young man, really handsome, holding a plastic bag in his hand, which seemed to contain some yellow paper and ghost coins.

Seeing two good-looking young men in one day, Lao Liu felt that he was really lucky.

Tang Zhou dragged his suitcase and stood blankly in front of a family.

He only knew that Fu Shen lived in this village, but he didn't know the exact location of Fu Shen's family.

Just as I was about to knock on the door to ask the fellow villagers here, the door opened, and the door hinge was aging, with a rough and harsh friction sound.

A middle-aged woman in a thick padded jacket came out with a basin, and she saw Tang Zhou outside at a glance, and said, oh, what a handsome young man!

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Tang Zhou spoke first, "Sister, do you know how to get to Fu Shen's house?"

"Who?!"

"Fu Shen."

"You mean Xiao Fu? The one who studied at university in Jiangcheng?"

Tang Zhou was already shivering from the cold, he clapped his hands and said, "Yes, I'm his friend, can you tell me where he lives?"

The eldest sister's eyes lit up, it's good to go to college, and she can make such friends!

She had no experience, but she could feel from Tang Zhou's appearance and overall demeanor that he was not an ordinary person.

The elder sister put on a smile and pointed her hand, "Go along this road, there is a big tree in front of you, take the road to the left of the tree, turn left and then right, you will see a temple of earth..."

Tang Zhou's limbs were already stiff and his mind was stuck. The route the eldest sister said was like a maze to him.

He was about to open his mouth to ask for clarification, when the eldest sister suddenly said "Ah", her eyes fell in the distance, "Isn't that Xiao Fu!"

Tang Zhou looked back suddenly.

Fu Shen was riding a bicycle, and he was just looking this way unconsciously. The moment he met Tang Zhou's eyes, his whole body froze, and he even forgot to pedal.

The bicycle was unable to balance and fell to the ground with a bang. The plastic bags hanging on the handlebars were scattered on the ground, and a small bundle of Ming coins fell out.

Fu Shen himself was not spared either.

Tang Zhou was startled, and wanted to go forward to help him, but his legs were numb from the cold, and when he pulled it out, he staggered and threw himself on the snow mud involuntarily.

The two had just met, and they didn't even say a word, and they had a scene of prostration one after another.

The eldest sister was immediately amused, put down the basin to help Tang Zhou, and joked: "I don't know, I thought you two were visiting."

Fu Shen's reaction was faster than Tang Zhou's. He quickly got up, ran to Tang Zhou's side, bent down and patted the slush off Tang Zhou's clothes, and touched his hand, "Why is it so cold?"

The distress in his eyes made Tang Zhou feel that chasing people for thousands of miles was nothing.

"Xiao Fu, hurry up and take your friend home." The eldest sister enthusiastically said.

"Thank you, Auntie." He shouted according to the seniority in the village.

Fu Shen took the suitcase, picked up the plastic bag on the ground, held the handlebar with one hand, and said in a particularly low voice in the cold wind, "Go home first."

Tang Zhou wanted to help him carry the bag, but was refused.

It was cold, and everyone was warming up by the fire in the house. They walked all the way to Fu Shen's house, but they didn't meet any neighbors.

The soles of the shoes stepped on the snow, and there was a creaking sound.

Fu Shen walked quickly, his voice mixed with wind: "Why didn't you send a message?"

Tang Zhou observed his expression secretly, and whispered, "I want to surprise you."

Fu Shen didn't speak anymore, the silence spread in the quiet village, which made people very sensitive.

Tang Zhou endured hunger and cold, and traveled long distances. He thought that when he saw Fu Shen, he would get a big hug from Fu Shen. Without a hug, there would always be a smile, right?

In the end, this person was like a boring gourd, he didn't even want to talk to him, and he walked so fast.

His teeth chattered from the cold, white mist came out of his mouth when he opened his mouth, and he felt that the heat in his body was swept away by the terrible northwest wind.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Tang Zhou followed Fu Shen and finally stopped in front of a room.

He no longer has the energy to see how the house is doing, he just wants to go in quickly to avoid the wind.

Fu Shen parked his bicycle in the yard, and entered the house with a plastic bag and a suitcase.

Tang Zhou followed suit.

The door closed behind him, shutting out the cold wind.Fu Shen turned on the light, and the soft light illuminated the whole room. There seemed to be a heating in the room, gradually driving away the chill in his bones.

"come over."

Tang Zhou obediently followed him to the back room, and was about to speak when he saw Fu Shen pointing at something like a bed, "Get on the kang first."

Fu Shen was glad that he heated up the kang before going out.

Tang Zhou blinked, but before he could react, Fu Shen carried him onto the kang, quickly took off his shoes, and stuffed his legs into the warm bedding.

It's so warm!

"Stay still, I'll cook." Fu Shen dropped the sentence, lifted the curtain and went out.

Tang Zhou: "..."

I feel a little wronged.

But the hot kang was so comfortable, he took off the down jacket that was in the way, and lay down involuntarily, closing his eyes and feeling the warmth of the cold bones bit by bit.

Fu Shen briefly boiled the noodles, and almost burned his hands when serving them.

His mind was filled with the images just now.

When the young man was wrapped in a loose down jacket and stood in the cold snow, facing the cold wind and looking at him, Fu Shen only felt that he was the only one left in his eyes, heart and mind.

It seems as if the snow has melted and fallen from the branches, the river ice has cracked, and the spring flowers are slowly blooming against the golden sunshine.

until he fell to the ground.

Those wonderful scenes rushed out of my mind, only the thin figure in the snow remained.

Fu Shen suppressed the soreness and heat in his heart, and brought the noodle bowl to the back room.

The young man on the kang huddled under the quilt, his face was calm, his pale face turned rosy from the cold wind.

He looked at it for a while, afraid that the face would be too cold to eat, so he walked over and sat on the edge of the kang, "Baby."

Tang Zhou opened his eyes, the light brown pupils were misty, "Fu Shen, your kang is so comfortable."

Fu Shen: "..."

He felt that Tang Zhou was frozen stupid, how could Kang be as comfortable as a big soft and warm bed?

With a smile on his face, he said warmly, "Get up and have some noodles first."

Tang Zhou tucked himself into the quilt, "I don't want to move."

Fu Shen used a pillow to support his back, "Sit up and lean on it, you don't need to do it."

"Oh."

Tang Zhou leaned lazily on the pillow, his hands in the bed tightly clutching the corners of the quilt to prevent any wind from getting in.

Fu Shen sandwiched his face and brought it to his mouth.

Tang Zhou opened his mouth happily, and the warm noodles entered his stomach, finally filling some emptiness.

The two cooperated tacitly, and after a while, a bowl of noodles was eaten clean.

After he was full, Tang Zhou regained his energy, opened his eyes wide and asked, "You don't want to eat?"

"now go."

Tang Zhou looked at him reluctantly.

Fu Shen sighed softly, put the bowl and chopsticks aside, took off his shoes and got on the kang, and was hugged into his arms very tightly.

He placed a light kiss on Tang Zhou's hair, "Tell me to go back after New Year's Eve."

Why do you have to come here to suffer?

Tang Zhou leaned on his chest, stretched out a hand from under the quilt, touched his face, his eyes were full of starlight.

"I miss you."

Fu Shen stared at him for a few seconds, then pressed down suddenly, and kept kissing Tang Zhou's face, not sparing every corner.

Ever since he met Tang Zhou, he wanted to do this.

The kiss landed on the corner of Tang Zhou's lips, and he froze.

Tang Zhou resolutely turned to him, leaning on him with lips and teeth.Fu Shen sighed deep in his throat and clasped the back of Tang Zhou's neck tightly, like a very hungry wolf, viciously grabbing his prey.

The coldness of winter can't quench the enthusiasm of the wild waves.

Tang Zhou felt the unprecedented madness of this person.

He gasped piecemeal: "You don't eat noodles anymore?"

Fu Shen now just wants to leave his own scent on him, and said vaguely: "Eat you."

Tang Zhou clung to him, and the end of his eyes gradually turned crimson, and his eyes were filled with hazy water color, his slender and fair neck slightly lifted up, as if he couldn't stand some kind of shock.

A whimper at the highest peak.

Tang Zhou returned to the earth from a high altitude, and saw a vast expanse of whiteness. When he recovered, he saw Fu Shen wiped the corner of his mouth and made a gesture to leave.

"What are you doing?" The voice was still a little weak just after the end.

Fu Shen's eyes were dark: "There is nothing prepared at home."

Tang Zhou's eyes were moist: "It's in the suitcase."

A firework bloomed in Fu Shen's heart, but instantly suppressed his physical needs.

He kissed Tang Zhou's fingertips with utmost tenderness.

"Rest early, let's make dumplings together tomorrow."

His sweet porridge is so good, so I asked him under such circumstances.

Fu Shen was reluctant.