Do not provoke

After lunch, Fang Lin took a nap on the sofa and Tang Xingbei took a nap in the bedroom.

I didn't set the alarm clock, and it was almost dark when I woke up.

Tang Xingbei dazedly picked up his phone and glanced, fuck, 04:30.

He got up, sat on the bed in a daze for a while, scratched his hair, and kicked his slippers out of bed.

Fang Lin was still asleep, frowning, as if he had dreamed of something unpleasant.

The sofa is not small, but it is a little bit reluctant to sleep a boy who is 1.8 meters five. He directly stepped on the ground with one foot for support, with his face facing inward and his eyelashes hanging down very long.

Tang Xingbei watched quietly for a while without calling him, and simply sat on the floor and waited for someone to wake up.

Fang Lin slept very late last night, his eyes were bloodshot when he woke up in the morning, and it was hard to catch up on sleep now.

After the sun set, the sky outside the window gradually darkened.

Tang Xingbei didn't turn on the light, yawned, and lay down on the coffee table next to the sofa for a while, staring at Fang Lin's face in a daze.

Not long after, Fang Lin moved, as if he was about to wake up.

Tang Xingbei quickly looked away, picked up the phone and started playing as if nothing had happened.

"... What time is it?" Fang Lin frowned and sat up, pressing his eyes, his voice hoarse.

"Six o'clock." Tang Xingbei put away his phone, stretched, stood up and jumped, "Get up and have dinner."

"Ah."

By the time I finished packing and went out, it was already dark, people were coming and going on the street, and neon lights were everywhere.

The urban management in the town is much more extensive, and there are snack carts everywhere on both sides of the road, selling food on the loudspeaker, Tang Xingbei even saw the kind of baked starch sausage that he had when he was a child.

He couldn't help but take a second look.

Fang Lin noticed and looked down at him: "Want to buy one?"

"... Oh." Tang Xingbei touched his nose and walked behind him.

When leaving, Tang Xingbei held up a piece of intestine in one hand and ate it slowly.

Still familiar with the fragrant and heavy taste of fried food, he squinted his eyes.

There are a lot of people at the night market stalls, many go out for a walk at night to enjoy the shade, and there are also some who ask their little sisters to go out to play in twos and threes.

Both of them have outstanding looks and temperament, and they are even more eye-catching when they walk together. Along the way, not only are there many girls around, but there are also boys who are looking at this side.

Tang Xingbei had a fit of idol burden, and suddenly felt like a dick with one hand and one gut, so he frowned, and pushed Fang Lin's arm with his elbow: "...you hold it."

Fang Lin bent his mouth, didn't move, lowered his eyes, let him rub his face two or three times before turning his face: "Huh?"

"Take it!" Tang Xingbei lowered his voice.

Fang Lin took it and raised his chin to the other side: "Do you want to eat that?"

Tang Xingbei patted the back of his hand dawdly behind him, he was taken aback when he heard this, and followed his line of sight: "...fried yogurt?"

He grew up in a well-surrounded villa with fences, and rarely ate these small snacks on the street. He suddenly felt fresh, his eyes lit up, and he reached out and took the intestines: "You go buy it."

Fang Lin smiled: "What flavor do you want?"

Tang Xingbei frowned blankly. While he was thinking, the noisy crowd almost rushed the two of them away. Fang Lin quickly pulled his wrist and brought him over, frowning: "Look at the road."

"...Understood." Tang Xingbei avoided him with some discomfort.

Fang Lin's eyes darkened.

Tang Xingbei didn't notice it, bit his guts, and reservedly encouraged him: "You go buy it and leave me alone."

Fang Lin squinted his eyes, pulled the man over and pressed him forcefully: "Stand here and wait."

"……Oh."

"chocolate?"

"Row."

Stir-fried yogurt is a bit slow, there are many people waiting around, and it is a bit noisy.

Quite a few people looked over curiously. Tang Xingbei didn't understand at first, but after standing for a while, he realized that most of the people who came to buy fried yogurt were couples...the kind where a man and a woman cuddled together.

He was silent for a moment, turned around and walked two steps away, stood at the intersection and waited, looking up at Fang Lin.

This person seems to have a unique aura, which is extremely sharp, especially when standing in a crowd, it seems that there is a cold light all over his body, and he can be seen at a glance without deliberately looking for it.

Fang Lin's legs were long and straight, and his whole body was icy and cold, which was very eye-catching.

During the short time of standing and waiting for him, Tang Xingbei saw no less than three girls with boyfriends sneaking glances at him.

He couldn't help but click his tongue.

"...Hello." A shy voice suddenly came from the side.

Tang Xingbei frowned and looked down.

It was two girls, both of whom were pretty. One of them was hiding behind and snickering. The one in front had short hair that reached the ear, and looked cute. When he saw him looking over, his face blushed instantly. He held his mobile phone, Lowering his head, his voice was as low as a mosquito's murmur: "That... that, can you add a WeChat?"

Tang Xingbei paused, unable to react.

In the past, when he was in school, no matter whether he was a freshman or a veteran, he was popularized about his glorious deeds, so that all the girls in the school only dared to look at him from a distance and did not dare to approach him, let alone ask him for contact information in person.

He thought about how to refuse for a while without being so rude, and fell silent.

He was distracted, so he failed to notice Fang Lin's expression that suddenly turned cold when he looked over.

"I... I don't mean anything else." Seeing that he was silent, the short-haired girl waved her hands anxiously, twisting the hem of her skirt, "I just want to get to know him..."

The girl behind her teased her with a small smile: "Oh, don't be shy!"

Fang Lin didn't move, and stood not far away with two servings of fried yogurt, watching coldly.

Although Tang Xingbei never liked girls, he didn't hate them, and he didn't want to hurt them, so he carefully went over what he wanted to say in his heart.

Only then did he say: "No."

The two little girls were taken aback for a moment and looked up at him.

This person was still holding two sausages in his hand, but he still looked cold and arrogant. When he looked down at himself expressionlessly, the arc of his eyes was very beautiful: "I have someone I like, I'm sorry."

"what……"

Fang Lin squinted his eyes, walked forward, as if he had just discovered that he was talking to someone else, and looked at the girl coldly as if nothing had happened, then looked away, and shook the box in his hand: "I bought blueberries and chocolates. , which one do you want to eat?"

Tang Xingbei said without hesitation, "Chocolate."

He was about to reach out to pick it up, but he hadn't finished eating the sausage in his hand, and before he lowered his head to bite off the remaining bite, he heard Fang Lin say, "Open your mouth."

Tang Xingbei was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw Fang Lin sticking a piece of chocolate-fried yogurt in front of his eyes and paused: "Hurry up."

He hesitated, opened his mouth obediently, bit it, and put his head up in his mouth.

The rich flavor of chocolate yogurt was icy cold in his mouth, Tang Xingbei was so terrified by the ice, he frowned and stared at Fang Lin: "!"

"...I just let you take a bite, not the whole thing." Fang Lin said helplessly.

He stretched out his hand, as if casually rubbing off a bit of chocolate milk on his lips: "Let's eat it later."

Tang Xingbei didn't notice it, he swallowed it in a hurry, and lowered his head greedily to look around: "Take another bite, try the blueberry one."

Fang Lin handed over a piece as he said.

The two stood together as if no one else was there, attracting a lot of attention.

The girl next to her also blushed instantly, looked at Fang Lin complicatedly, then at Tang Xingbei, muttered something to her companion dejectedly, turned and left.

Fang Lin noticed it out of the corner of his eye, squinted his eyes, didn't make a sound, watched as Tang Xingbei completely forgot what happened here, ate the roast sausage in two or three bites, clapped his hands, and took the box of fried yogurt with chocolate.

It wasn't until he was on the way to buy chicken chops that Tang Xingbei suddenly remembered something, paused, and looked around suspiciously.

"What are you looking at?" Fang Lin asked in a low voice.

Tang Xingbei paused: "Where are the two girls standing next to me just now?"

"I didn't notice." Fang Lin stared at him expressionlessly.

"...Oh." Tang Xingbei hesitated.

He didn't even speak clearly, which seemed a little impolite.

"Pretty?" Fang Lin asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Tang Xingbei was taken aback for a moment, then thought about it blankly, "It's okay."

Fang Lin said coldly, "It's probably very beautiful to be so obsessed with it."

Tang Xingbei paused, biting the fried yogurt, and looked up at him.

Fang Lin reached out to take his fried yogurt, walked forward without looking back, and said in a cold voice, "Go find it, I'll go buy something else first."

Tang Xingbei was only stunned for a moment, and immediately understood, followed up a little speechlessly, cursing in a low voice: "What's the wind?"

Fang Lin didn't make a sound, and continued to walk forward with a cold face.

"I didn't say I would..."

Tang Xingbei looked at him, as if he wanted to explain a few words, but suddenly stopped abruptly, turned his eyes away hastily, and said in a low voice, "Forget it."

……never mind?

Fang Lin frowned, and suddenly stopped in his footsteps. He raised his eyes to look over, narrowed his eyes, and finally there was a threatening light in his eyes: "What's the matter?"

They had already passed the most trafficked streets, the crowd scattered around them, and occasionally a bicycle or electric vehicle passed by.

Tang Xingbei stared stiffly at the lights in the nearby shop, and did not meet his gaze: "Anyway... I won't be looking for a girlfriend now."

After a few seconds, Fang Lin repeated in a low voice: "Looking for a girlfriend?"

Tang Xingbei didn't turn his head, but his voice was still clear and calm: "Otherwise?"

Fang Lin stared at his back, didn't speak, and only sneered after a while.

The two of them didn't make any more noise, and walked slowly one after the other to the place where the chicken chops were sold.

Tang Xingbei lost his interest and felt that he could eat three big pieces with a good appetite, but he didn't speak or move, looking at Fang Lin's back as he transferred the money.

After a long time, he slowly exhaled.

On the way back, the two of them each carried their own things and walked back in silence.

After going upstairs and entering the door and locked it, Tang Xingbei changed his shoes, walked to the sofa and sat down, slowly unpacked and started to eat.

The fried yogurt in the box had melted a lot, and the sticky chocolate mixed with the yogurt slurry was still sweet, so he licked it.

Fang Lin casually put the things in front of his face, said coldly, you can eat, then turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Tang Xingbei paused, and waited for the bathroom door to close before raising his eyes to stare at the blueberry-flavored fried yogurt in his box, hesitating, and brought it over.

Fang Lin didn't eat a few mouthfuls at all, and the used plastic fork was still on the side.

He glanced at it, picked it up, forked a piece pretending to be calm, and put it in his mouth.

The corners of his lips and the tip of his tongue gently rubbed against the fork, sweet and sour, his heart was beating like thunder, and he pulled it out quickly.

When Fang Lin came out of the shower, he saw Tang Xingbei lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

The only thing left on the table was a box of chicken chops, and the two servings of fried yogurt next to it were almost eaten, especially the one with its own blueberry flavor, which was almost clean.

He froze for a moment, frowning.

Tang Xingbei seemed to have just noticed him coming out, slowly put away the phone, and looked up: "...Do you have any underwear? I forgot to bring it when I went out this morning."

Fang Lin's throat twitched, and he hummed: "Only clean ones."

Tang Xingbei: "...that's fine."

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom, Fang Lin was sitting outside, his hair was still dripping, he frowned, unable to calm down for a long time.

Thinking of Tang Xingbei wearing the clothes he once wore... his heartbeat and blood surged uncontrollably.

He lowered his head and stared down, cursing inwardly.

Although the two of them were vaguely clear about their current state, Tang Xingbei would definitely pick up a chair and fight with him if they pointed their guns so simply and directly.

Fang Lin paused, reached out to pick up the half portion of fried yogurt that Tang Xingbei hadn't finished eating, and hurriedly settled it.

The cold liquid gradually calmed down the vague anger in his body.

When Tang Xingbei came out, his face was a little pale, and he frowned slightly: "You can sleep on the bed, I'll just sleep on the sofa."

Fang Lin glanced at him keenly: "Uncomfortable?"

Tang Xingbei's stomach would definitely not be able to support the two boxes of iced milk mixed with some fried food at night.

After he finished speaking, Tang Xingbei frowned, didn't hold back anymore, went to the sofa beside him and lay down, closed his eyes and cursed softly: "...stomachache."

Fang Lin's figure half covered some of the lights, he backed away, pressed his stomach with one hand, and gritted his teeth: "Why does eating yogurt make my fucking stomach hurt." Fang Lin frowned: "Go to bed, I'll sleep on the sofa. "

"No." Tang Xingbei refused without thinking, "You almost fell off the sofa when you were sleeping in the afternoon, go back to bed."

Fang Lin didn't bother to argue with him, so he directly pulled him up and walked into the room: "If you talk nonsense, you will die of pain tonight."

Tang Xingbei frowned and was about to speak when he interrupted: "Sleep together."

"The bed is big." Fang Lin stared at him and whispered, "I promise not to touch you."

If Tang Xingbei's mind was clearer at this moment, he would be able to understand the almost explicit meaning of his words.

However, at this moment, his stomach hurts so much that he just wants to knock his head and pass out, and he has no time to take care of other things.

So, he used his unclear IQ to think for a while, then nodded hesitantly and blankly: "...that's fine."

Fang Lin seemed to laugh. After he lay back on the bed, he got up and turned off the lights in the living room and bedroom. Then he approached and took off his T-shirt.

Then under the blurred moonlight, Tang Xingbei seemed to be able to see his cold white side with well-defined muscles and bones. His heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized vaguely that he seemed to have agreed to something extraordinary.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the inevitable landmines ~ thank you. , Ahuang, Shen Jiubaibuhei, thousands of mountains and mountains, the nutrient solution of venus in the eyes of art students~