chase game

Although it is December, the sun is still very good the next day.At noon, Ye Fengwu sat on a bench in the woodland of the castle, sharing a bucket of fried chicken nuggets with MOKA.

"Wow!" The big dog was lying on his chest, wearing a red and green sweater, looking a little happy and cute... although it did not match his body shape.

"Do you want to go back?" Ye Fengwu rubbed his head, "Or do you want to walk around?"

MOKA stuck out his tongue and played dead.

"Then let's go exercise." Ye Fengwu forcibly pulled it up.

The big dog's belly was on the ground, its limbs were flattened, and its eyes were firm.

To bask in the sun!

"It's nap time now." The butler walked over from a distance.

"I know." Night Breeze Dance stood up, "But it is indeed a bit overweight recently."

"This matter can be left to the rest of the people." The butler reminded politely, "You haven't had lunch today."

Ye Fengwu shook the empty fried chicken bucket: "The kitchen should be busy, I can handle it myself."

"There will be many people in the castle today." The butler was very subtle.

"Okay." Ye Fengwu smiled, "Sorry, I'll be right back."

"This is also for safety reasons." The butler handed MOKA's leash to him, "The dinner will end at nine o'clock in the evening."

"There are still seven hours." Ye Fengwu asked, "Can I go to the study?"

"As long as you stay in the room at all times, you can go anywhere," replied the butler.

MOKA had no objection to this, and ran back to his soft kennel as soon as he entered the house, and continued to sleep soundly with his eyes closed.Ye Fengwu sat on the carpet next to it with a stack of documents, and helped Augustine organize the records one by one. It wasn't until the housekeeper turned on the light that he realized that the sky outside had begun to darken and there was some snow.

The sound of music could be faintly heard, Night Breeze Dancer tucked his hands into the sleeves of his sweater, stood by the window with hot tea and looked into the distance, lost in thought, but was suddenly hugged from behind.

"Why don't you just eat dinner obediently?" Augustine whispered in his ear.

"Just to ask this?" Night Breeze Dance turned around with a smile, "It seems that the dinner party is not over yet, isn't it good for you to disappear in the middle?"

"With Philip here, don't worry." Augustine took the teacup away, "Have you been reading documents here?"

"Yeah." Ye Fengwu leaned back into his arms, "Is it fun in the hall?"

"It's the same every year, but next year should be more interesting." Augustine turned his body around.

"Why?" Ye Fengwu was puzzled, "There will be a special program next year?"

"It depends on what you think." Augustine replied, "You will be by my side next year."

"Sounds good." Night Breeze Dance thought for a while, "We can have Simba and MOKA perform a show together."

Augustine smiled and helped him button his shirt: "What do you want to eat? I'll let the kitchen prepare it."

"Don't you need to go back to the dinner?" Ye Feng Wu asked.

Augustine shook his head: "Someone will take care of the rest."

"Then I'll cook something for you." Ye Fengwu took his hand and walked out.

"It's very late." Augustine pulled the man back into his arms, "And there are many people in the kitchen."

"So?" Night Breeze Dance said lazily.

"I'd rather be in the bedroom with you than in the kitchen." Augustine rested his chin on his shoulder, "And it's Christmas Eve."

"Is there a gift?" Ye Fengwu asked.

"If you'd like to stay in the bedroom with me," Augustine replied, "yes."

Ye Fengwu patted him on the chest: "Deal."

Compared with the luxurious and dazzling dinner, the atmosphere of the small restaurant is much warmer.The red wine this time is not quite the same as before, the color is slightly cloudy, the taste is not too harsh, sour and slightly sweet.

"The standard is good." Augustine lightly touched his glass with him.

"This is a rare opportunity for you to drink, are you sure you don't want to change?" Ye Fengwu asked.

Augustine shook his head: "You are the best winemaker in the world."

"It seems that I can consider starting a side business." Ye Fengwu leaned back on the chair.

"Others shouldn't have this kind of opportunity." Augustine put down the knife and fork, stood up and walked behind his chair, bent down and hugged him, "I'll buy as many as I can."

The chimes of the Christmas Eve bell and the cheers of the crowd in the square were heard from the sky.Ye Fengwu glanced out the window, and Augustine asked, "Want to go out?"

Night Breeze Dance paused: "If I want to, do you want to buy the Municipal Plaza immediately?"

"Huh? You can consider this suggestion." Augustine nodded, "But it seems more feasible to find more bodyguards."

"It's cold outside." Ye Fengwu looked at him and smiled, "Let's go back to the bedroom."

In order to match the Christmas atmosphere, Philip moved a giant Christmas tree early in the morning, and placed it right in the center of my dear brother's bedroom, and even connected it with colored lights. The bedroom is a stark contrast.

Looking at the golden sheets, silver pillows, and cushions printed with reindeer and bows, Augustine felt a little tense on his forehead.

"Does this happen every year?" Ye Fengwu asked.

"Only this year." Augustine threw his coat aside, "Because of you."

"He thinks I like these?" Ye Fengwu hugged a bell pillow, full of doubts.

"No, these are his bad tastes." Augustine replied, "It's just that if you are here, it should prevent me from locking him with Simba."

"There is a gift." Ye Fengwu picked up a box from the pillow, "Can you open it?"

"Of course, but you'd better be careful." Augustine said, "Since he was five years old, his gifts have always been in the direction of horror."

Ye Fengwu pulled the ribbon away, and opened it carefully.

No screaming or puffy grimaces, everything seemed normal.

"What is it?" Augustine came over.

Ye Fengwu replied: "Chocolate."

"Impossible." Augustine held out his hand.

Night Breeze Dance shook her head, put the box on the chair, sat on it and looked at him.

"Exchange it for your Christmas present," Augustine said on condition.

"No deal." Ye Fengwu continued to refuse.

"Are you sure?" Augustine raised his mouth.

"Sure." Ye Fengwu warned, "No snatching."

"Don't worry baby, I will never grab anything from you." Augustine bent slightly, kissed him on the forehead, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers.

Night Breeze Dance: "..."

"Oh!" Philip was on the phone with Cheng Xia, sharing how intoxicating he was at the dinner party, and he was very dissatisfied when he was suddenly interrupted... Of course, he still smiled on the surface to show that he was always waiting for his dear brother .

"What's my Christmas present?" Augustine asked bluntly.

"You didn't take it apart to see?" Philip immediately reflected, and felt that he really shouldn't have given him a bunch of simulated electronic spiders when he was eight years old. That might be the only time in my life that I saw a ruthless and unsmiling brother like a king running away crying. Every time I think about it, I have endless aftertaste. Even if I was beaten into a pig's head afterwards, it was still worth it.

"Send over an identical copy right now." Augustine ordered.

"Are you sure?" Philip was astonished, "Please, there are really a lot in that box. I thought you and sister-in-law would use it for at least a month." Although you did have a little too much abstinence before, wouldn't this be too unfair? Human beings are a little bit...at least for the sake of the kidneys.

Augustine raised his eyebrows, reached out and pinched his little lover's chin: "Admit defeat, or double."

Night Breeze Dance raised her hands in surrender.

"Why admit defeat?" Philip was still wondering.

Augustine hung up and took the box from him.

"Can this kind of thing really be a gift?" Ye Fengwu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Of course," Augustine replied, "I don't mind if you use this as a gift every Christmas, Valentine's Day and birthdays."

"80 years old?" Ye Fengwu asked.

"I don't mind giving it a try." Augustine threw the box on the bed, carried him into the bathroom, pressed against the wall and kissed him directly, "Maybe it's okay."

Night Breeze Dance avoided him with a smile, and the fight gradually turned into passionate kisses and caresses, as well as fiery blending, and then at the last moment, everything burst into the hazy mist.

"Go to sleep." It wasn't until midnight that the two returned to the big bed in the bedroom. Augustine sucked kisses on his back. "When you wake up, the Christmas present will appear in the stocking."

What responded to him was the sound of sweet breathing after a deep sleep.

Augustine turned the light to the dimmest, leaned gently beside him, his eyes were gentle and quiet.

The next day, the wind and snow were still raging, and the wind almost broke through the glass.

"It's so cold." Ye Fengwu huddled under the quilt, "What time is it?"

"No matter what time it is, you don't have to get up." Augustine looked back by the window, "but you can come and see MOKA, it seems to like this snowstorm very much."

Ye Fengwu got out of bed wrapped in a quilt, stepped on the soft wool carpet barefoot, and walked all the way to the window.

MOKA is having fun in the snow, looking like he can't wait to bury himself completely, wearing a reindeer headdress on his head, vigorous and lively.

"That's a gift from Philip." Augustine pulled him away from the window, "Your gift is by the bed."

"Huh? What is it?" Ye Fengwu picked up the folder, "Can you dismantle it?"

"Of course." Augustine helped him pull up the quilt.

Ye Fengwu pulled out a stack of documents from it, which was an island ownership transfer contract.

"The color of this sea area is very beautiful." Augustine pointed to the photo to him, "It's exactly the same as your eyes."

Night Breeze Dance turned to look at him.

"You have already rejected the private jet and the castle. If you continue to refuse this time, I will only give you Philip next time." Augustine pulled him into his arms, "and no refund is allowed."

"Thank you." Ye Fengwu smiled, "Very beautiful."

"You can give it a name." Augustine said, "But don't worry, the airstrip has not been built yet."

"Wait a minute." Ye Fengwu opened the drawer and took out a small box, "This is your gift."

"I thought it would appear in the socks." Augustine took it in his hand, "What is it?"

"Take it apart and have a look." Ye Fengwu sat cross-legged on the bed, her eyes sparkling.

Augustine leaned over and planted a kiss on his lips.

"Open the present first." Ye Fengwu dodged.

"You are the gift," Augustine said, undoing the ribbon.

Inside the box is an old pocket watch, which seems to have experienced the vicissitudes of time, but the second hand is still running strong. There is a series of letters engraved on the back of the dial, and the original words can no longer be seen clearly, but Augustine is very familiar with it—it is from his own family. Private property, handmade by the handed down watchmaker at that time, but it has been lost for many years.

"There is a little crack here, but it should be the original appearance." Ye Fengwu pointed to him, "Also, here is your family crest."

"Where did you find it?" Augustine was surprised.

"Before I met you, I saw it by accident when I went to Australia." Ye Fengwu said, "I wanted to try it this time, but I didn't expect to buy it back."

"Can you remember it at a glance?" Augustine hugged him into his arms.

"Because I have loved you for a long time." Ye Fengwu was very frank.

"I will love you for a long time." Augustine's heart was soft, his right hand held his bare back, he lowered his head and kissed his lips, his voice gradually disappeared in the entanglement of his tongue, "I will love you longer than anyone else."