Mountains and seas have a home

.This villa is where I lived when I was a child, and my parents were there at that time.Later, I came to Beijing to study, and I didn’t go back much. I would occasionally go on vacation during the winter and summer vacations.It is difficult to describe the fun of hunting in summer while enjoying the snow and hunting in winter! "

"Do you want to go back this year?"

Ji Yao bowed his head in silence for a while, then put the photo back: "Let's talk about it, I haven't thought about it. I really want to go back to Daxing'anling, but when I think of my mother... Ms. Bai Zhu probably doesn't want to see me .”

Fu Zhong didn't say anything, he took Ji Yao's shoulder and patted it lightly.They chatted in the bedroom for a while, and Ji Yao said that he was going to pack his luggage first.Fu Zhong put on an apron and prepared food for Xiao Qi and the fox.He went to the kitchen to make dinner, and he made all the dishes Ji Yao wanted. He had already asked about it yesterday.Fu Zhong washed the ingredients familiarly, feeling relaxed and happy. He had never felt so happy one day.

After ironing the clothes, Ji Yao hung them up in the wardrobe. Many places in such a large cloakroom were empty, and Fu Zhong's clothes only took up two cabinets.Ji Yao put away the suitcase, stood in front of the mirror, looked at her face, blinked her eyes, and fiddled with her hair twice.He smelled the smell of maple and the ubiquitous sea salt in the room for a while, and then went to the kitchen to watch Fu Zhong cook.

"Where did you learn how to cook?"

"I learned it myself." Fu Zhong rolled up his sleeves and stirred the carrots in the pot twice, raised his hand to take down the salt jar, "Let Xinghe play the chef's cooking video, just learn it."

Ji Yao lowered his shoulders, rested his chin on Fu Zhong's shoulder, looked at the fragrant garlic sprouts and fried tofu in the pot, suddenly remembered his dream, and said with a smile: "I just watched you stir-fry in my dream. , I feel as if I am dreaming now."

Fu Zhong turned his face sideways and rubbed his hair, and said, "Is it okay to dream every day from now on?"

"Then I hope I don't wake up." Ji Yao closed his eyes while talking, and Fu Zhong kissed him quietly.

Ji Yao frowned, opened his eyes immediately, and slapped Fu Zhong on the ass: "Who told you to talk? Is the promotion a level higher than mine, soldier?"

"No, sir, no one is higher than you." Fu Zhong swallowed his throat, stood up straight, tightened his jaw, and stared at the hot oil pan without turning his eyes.

"Then let's do it tonight, shall we?"

Fu Zhong was dizzy by this turn, he turned his head and glanced at Ji Yao, then poured the cooked food into the plate: "You have to see the chairman tomorrow, sir, is this really okay?"

Ji Yao looked at the movements of his hands from the corner of his eyes, and spread his hands: "Do you think there is something wrong? Is it possible that the chairman will still know what we did tonight?"

"Of course not. I'm afraid that something will happen to you. You know, you just came out of the rehabilitation center not long ago. I'm afraid this kind of physical work-"

"Did that Zhu Min tell you that? Don't listen to him. You have to do it tonight. You can do what the officer tells you. If you want to get promoted quickly, you have to pay attention to these details. Think about what you have already done. It's been a long time since I touched you, I miss you so much."

Fu Zhong stared at Ji Yao with his big and beautiful eyes for a while, then suddenly realized, nodded in surprise and said: "It turns out that I was hidden/ruled/ruled."

Ji Yao patted him on the arm like he was calling to the soldiers to drive away the Humvee that was evacuating the wounded: "Do you have lubricating oil and condoms at home? If not, I'll buy them."

"I have it at home. It's in the bedroom. I just bought it a few days ago. They are all the best brands." Fu Zhong held a spatula in one hand and pointed in the direction of the bedroom with the other.

"Good boy, I actually planned it early. I won't read the risk assessment form that wasn't written by you in the future."

Fu Zhong's ears and neck turned red, he touched the bridge of his nose in a concealed manner, turned around to fiddle with the kitchen utensils, and said, "I'll make dinner first, and if I get tired later, I can eat it after heating it up."

Sure enough, they did it upside down on the bed, and didn't stop until the strange, transparent silvery light of the winter moon clear night illuminated the carpet in the bedroom.A strong fragrance floated in and out of the room, echoing with unspeakable joy, and in the deep and vague night sky, there was something beautiful that was lost and found, soaring carelessly.The stars became huge and bright, and spread across the sky, rippling in the black velvet night sea.

Fu Zhong didn't tire Ji Yao, but he also satisfied Ji Yao's ardent request.Deep and skillful, both body and mind reached their peak in the gentle comforting, straight bumps made Ji Yao's waist limp and legs sore, and his chest and abdomen wet with sweat, he could only speak tiredly, and in the future he would never be able to do without his hard work.Afterwards, Fu Zhong put hot water for Ji Yao to take a bath, and helped him clean up carefully.The scars on Ji Yao's back have all been removed, and it looks strong and strong. Fu Zhong kissed and kissed on it, as if he could never get enough.There are still traces of wound healing on the chest and abdomen, which is palpitating.

While taking a bath, Ji Yao told Fu Zhong how he fought against Tang Ji in the black tower, and how he killed each other.He still didn't dare to touch the scar, he was afraid that if he touched it, the wound would split open and blood would spurt out again.

In the evening, they ate some hot food, Ji Yao went to the study, put on his glasses and began to read his father's diary.Fu Zhong tidied up the refrigerator and went to the study. The French windows surrounding three sides reflected the lights of the city, and the area destroyed by the war was recovering.Ji Yao is serious and cautious about his work, and his expression is serious when he is writing at his desk, he is completely different from him on the bed, but Fu Zhong likes him like this.Ji Yao marked the paper with a pencil, and then recorded the page number with a memo, and the search interface of the Galaxy system floated beside him.

Fu Zhong knew that he liked to think silently, so he didn't bother him.He lifted the plotter off the table and sat on the other side to start drawing.Fu Zhong's architectural drawings have not yet been completed.It was quiet in the spacious study, and Ji Yao was extremely careful when turning the pages.The deep winter night is dominating this leisurely waking place. Under the reflection of the stars, no matter how barren the land is, it feels full of vitality.

Xiao Qi and the fox occasionally come to the study, and more often they stay outside to play by themselves. After breaking several decorative porcelain vases of Fu Zhong, these two guys became much smarter, and they no longer act rashly. Running around.

It was past eleven o'clock at night when Ji Yao closed the diary. He quickly read through the four diaries and made a mark.Ji Yao put down his pen, took off his glasses, closed his eyes and rubbed the sides of his nose.He was silent for a while, and walked to Fu Zhong with a cup of lemon tea, and leaned over the table to look at his plotter interface: "What are you drawing?"

"Draw the blueprint."

"Do you think I'm old and blind? You're clearly painting a bust of me."

Fu Zhong smiled, raised his hand to circle him, zoomed in on the picture and drew the eyes carefully, and said, "This is a sketch I drew before, and now I'm coloring it, as an oil portrait."

Ji Yao took a sip of water: "Where is it hanging?"

"This painting is not going to be hung up." Fu Zhong tilted his head and rubbed against Ji Yao's belly while drawing the picture, "The one that needs to be hung up is on cloth, and you have to be a model at that time. After the painting is finished, frame it, As the head of the house, hang a portrait."

Ji Yao understood what he meant, and silently drank the warm weak tea in the cup.Fu Zhong finished a few strokes and reduced the canvas, and Ji Yao could clearly see the people in the picture.Ji Yao in the painting turned slightly sideways, looked out of the painting, and her long eyebrows, which can be seen at a glance, were just right on her startled eyes.His expression was as calm as that of an ancient Greek philosopher, without the slightest hint of anger, but it made people feel terrified.

After looking at it for a while, he hugged Fu Zhong's head and rubbed it vigorously. It was obvious that he liked the painting very much.Fu Zhong happily hugged his waist, smelled the fragrance on his body, closed his eyes to enjoy the feeling of the fragrance lingering around him: "Did you find anything in the diary?"

"Something astonishing." Ji Yao glanced at the diary and said, he looked down at his head buried in his skirt, put his hand into Fu Zhong's fluffy and soft hair and scratched, "Are you sleepy?" Already? Go to bed first, you have to get up early tomorrow."

Fu Zhong nodded, he let go of Ji Yao's hand, saved the drawing, and then turned off the plotter.Together, they stepped across the log-built floor and walked outside, only to find that Xiao Qi and the fox had fallen asleep in their nests.After washing lightly, they lay down on the bed. The sheets and quilts were all newly changed, and they had been sprayed with perfume beforehand, exuding a sweet fragrance.After turning off the lights, they hugged each other tightly, said good night to each other, and then fell asleep in the scent of each other's body.

The author says:

【"Interview Record"】

Ji Yao: "If I say this is the happiest moment I have ever experienced, then I must be lying. Although I don't want to add unpleasant colors to this happy ending, I still want to say that before that, I The sorrow I have experienced is far greater than the joy. The honor is at your fingertips, but it is so far away from me. We are the best team, and there is one thing that unites us tightly, that is, trust and conscience, which are the gifts of civilization. Thanks to the country And the people, I feel very lucky to be an executive."