Jiaojiu Nuanyang

Across a door, there are light footsteps outside, the rush of water washing vegetables, followed by the muffled sound of cutting things on the chopping board, and the rumble of the range hood...

Chen Jingdong turned over annoyed.

Where can he sleep?All I can think about is that kid outside.

16 years old, but a 16-year-old kid, he doesn't understand anything yet.

But Chen Jingdong, he doesn't understand you, doesn't he?You are 28 years old!As an adult, don't you think such a thought is shameful and dirty?

That little alcohol magnifies one's emotions arbitrarily, with a sense of powerlessness.

But how can he restrain himself from liking this kind of thing?He doesn't need to say anything, he will always stick to this bottom line.But today Chen Jingxi can see it, what about tomorrow?What if Fang Kun also sees it?What if Fang Kun is young and energetic and can't help but say it someday?

What Chen Jingxi said at noon came to mind again.

Dongzi, I believe in your willpower.But for the sake of both of you, if you really don't intend to fight against the whole world, if you want to suppress this idea, let's cut it from the root.In high school next year, let Xiaokun go to live on campus, separated by a certain distance, and it will fade away after a long time.

I feel extremely uncomfortable.Chen Jingdong took a deep breath to fight against the hardship.

Whether you admit it or not, Chen Jingxi is right.Fang Kun is not born crooked. When we first met, the child was a standard straight boy thinking. He liked Zheng Shunshun and the Appearance Association.

Since when did the smell come from?

Chen Jingdong was a little confused, his mind was in a mess.

After a while, the boy closed his mouth and shouted at Chen Jingdong on the top of the mountain, we will be together forever!For a while, the two went to ride the Ferris wheel and saw the awkward and unspeakable atmosphere after seeing the young couple kissing, and for a while, the child was spanked by himself and turned hard...

The excitement of the body was abrupt.Almost without warning, a flame was ignited, and then the fermented emotions were out of control.

With a groan, the man indulged himself and turned his body sideways to undo the chain of his pants.

Sweet sin amplifies hearing and imagination.

He could hear Kun's softly humming song under the same roof, he could hear the sizzling sound of onion, ginger and garlic being exploded in oil pan, he could hear the boy's brisk steps to open the refrigerator, and then there was a bang, the refrigerator door opened and closed again .

Brother, can you stop talking about your partner?I beg you, can you stop talking?I don't have any other requirements. I can cook, wash clothes, and clean up. I can do everything. Don't you find me a sister-in-law, okay——

Chen Jingdong's body froze, and he raised his neck backwards. The raised Adam's apple was accompanied by the movement of swallowing, which was extremely sexy.The splendor in my mind refused to dissipate for a long time, followed by the tingling joy and the deep guilt that could not be ignored.

Randomly took out a few pieces of paper and cleaned them up, Chen Jingdong jumped out of bed like a thief, and quietly went to the bathroom of his room with bare feet to "destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces".

A whirlpool swirls in the toilet bowl, taking everything away quickly.

Chen Jingdong stood blankly, his mind was numb.

It's not that he didn't believe what Li Sha said at the beginning, it was because he was deceiving his ears and stealing the bell, or became angry from embarrassment, and it was because of his deep powerlessness and self-blame after being exposed.

How did you come to this point?

At 05:30, Fang Kun knocked on his door: "Brother? Are you awake? Have dinner."

Chen Jingdong didn't have much appetite, and he hadn't finished digesting his lunch, not to mention his stomach was filled with a sense of guilt, as if it was filled with stones.

Look at what he did in the afternoon while drinking and pretending to be crazy!

"Just woke up. I'll come right after I wash my face."

It can be seen that Fang Kun put a lot of thought into the dishes on the table.

For two people to eat, the teenager didn't cook a lot of dishes, six dishes and one soup, and the amount of dishes was not large.But whether it is the color or the smell, they are very attractive, making people feel happy and just want to eat.

"Not bad, the little birthday star is really good at craftsmanship." Chen Jingdong praised him with a strong smile, "I'm sorry I fell asleep, otherwise I can help you."

Fang Kun waved his hand indifferently: "I don't need you. How is it? Is it delicious?"

Swallowing the sweet and sour pork ribs in his mouth, Chen Jingdong nodded: "It's delicious, quite delicious."

The young man was relieved, and went to get the wine with crooked eyebrows: "Brother, we will drink red wine tonight. There is a bottle in total. I'll drink one-third of the rest for you, okay? It's almost like a bottle of beer."

There is no red wine glass at home, so Chen Jingdong just thought of the two mugs he bought at random: "There are new mugs in the second drawer, and they can be used as soon as they are poured. Your gift is in the car, I'll go down and get it."

It was windy outside, and it was quite cold on the body.

Chen Jingdong shivered, smoked a cigarette, and then went upstairs with the gift.

"Don't give it to me yet." Fang Kun raised his hand and made a stop gesture: "Exchange a gift after dinner. Come, let's have a drink first, and wish us both a happy birthday."

Two silly mugs filled with red wine touched each other, and Chen Jingdong said worriedly: "It's only half a glass, you can't drink too much, the red wine has a strong aftertaste."

Fang Kun nodded, and when he put down the wine glass, his lips were stained with wine, and it became more and more colorful: "Brother, do you know? This is my happiest birthday. I don't even like birthdays. What are you celebrating? Those two people Created me irresponsibly, and then blamed each other and abandoned me... Don't talk about this. Brother, happy birthday. The longer you grow, the more handsome you are, and your wishes come true!"

The young man looked at him seriously, with a slight blush on his face: "In the future, let's spend our birthday together, okay?"

That sound stuck in my throat, and the hardship was even more difficult than climbing the Shu Road.

"You too." Chen Jingdong cleared his throat, and walked against the wind: "Happy birthday to Fang Kun. From now on, there will be no bad luck, success in studies, and everything will go smoothly."

He couldn't promise him the future.Let alone forever.

Chen Jingdong is just a crutch and a tree on Fang Kun's growth path, for him to rest and stop when he needs it. One day, the young man's wings will harden and he will soar into the sky and no longer need any external force.

Fang Kun sensed something sensitively, and was a little puzzled: "Brother?"

"The wine at noon is still there." Chen Jingdong rubbed his forehead: "It turns out that drinking Moutai is not on top, today is really weird. It's not the fake bar that Chen Jingxi runs haha."

"Didn't you think of your comrade-in-arms again?" The young man puffed out his mouth, with a face full of wind and rain.

"What's the matter." The man quickly waved his hand, picked up the glass and drank with him: "Fang Kun, I'm telling you very seriously that you are not anyone's substitute or anything. You have never been. In my eyes, you are The only one is Fang Kun, it’s me, brother.” Chen Jingdong got stuck, and joked nonchalantly: “It’s really inferior, obviously it’s your elder, isn’t this taking advantage of you.”

"I've never regarded you as an elder." The child blushed a little, and the little wild cat slackened its efforts to raise its tail and arch its waist in danger, and muttered awkwardly: "Brother, I don't even want to bark anymore."

"It's really against the sky!" Chen Jingdong made a gesture to cut him down, he was not willing to, he just pretended: "What do you want to do? Rebellion! How about I call you brother, eh? Brother Kun?"

The child laughed shyly while scratching his ears, his small movements were extremely cute: "Shut up, I'll call you old."

The man laughed for a while, stretched out his index finger and touched the small sunken scar between the young man's eyebrows pitifully: "Don't do this next time." I will feel distressed.

Fang Kun froze, motionless, obedient.It's just that the water-colored glaze spread from the face to the ears and then to the neck, as if drinking a whole bottle of good wine and getting drunk.

This situation is too dangerous, and there is a possibility of derailment and loss of control at any time.

Chen Jingdong clearly raised the alarm in his heart, but his fingers seemed to have self-awareness, and he couldn't let go of it.

The warmth of the fingertips was getting warmer little by little, and the reason of the two people fell into the dangerous abyss together.

"Chen Jingdong." Fang Kun's voice trembled, his whole person was different: "I..."

The small sound resounded like a bell, breaking the spell in an instant.Chen Jingdong withdrew his hand in a panic, and interrupted his words: "Hurry up and eat! Isn't there a birthday present after eating? I can't wait!"

Some kind of sticky, dangerous thing mixed with sugar and poison in the air was pressed down abruptly, and those things that were about to move were more like mirages, but the first glimpse was not long.

After dinner, Chen Jingdong took over the job of washing dishes.

There was obviously hot water, but Chen Jingdong turned on the cold water.Compared with the summer, the water column is slightly colder on the hand, pulling back the reason a little bit.

Annoyed, so annoyed.

Mingming just told Chen Jingxi today that he has a sense of propriety.In a blink of an eye, I will be a villain who treacherously.Chen Jingdong, what about the self-control you were originally proud of?

"Brother, are you ready? Hurry up!" Fang Kun has returned to normal, and walked quickly to the kitchen door with a smile, with his hands behind his back, hiding something: "Exchange a present."

Chen Jingdong bought an iPad in a very uninspired way, along with a pair of sports Bluetooth headphones, which can be used for Fang Kun to listen to music to relax or to study English.

It's rare that Fang Kun didn't refuse, and thanked happily.Xianbao took out a big cardboard box from behind: "Chen Jingdong, happy birthday! Hurry up! Let's fight together!"

Taking a closer look, Chen Jingdong felt familiar at first.At the second glance, I finally remembered——

girlfriend?Girls like romantic ones. Here, look at the best music boxes in our store.Oh, it's made of wood.

The young man thought he didn't understand, so he pointed at the box with great interest and introduced: "The latest music box, a hit at the gate of our school. Look at the pattern on it." Ferris wheel's eyes were burning: "Put it together piece by piece, here, there is also a small music box that turns when it rings. Does it look like it?" The young man glanced at the man next to him, with a carefully concealed affection in his eyes: " The Ferris wheel we sat on?"

The young man's self-confessed little thoughts, in fact, have long been confessed through the mouth of the little girl shop assistant——

Assembling two people together is a very romantic and warm process in itself, the favorite of young couples.

The heart was beating extremely happily.Chen Jingdong was so sweet that he could hardly bear it, and just wanted to run away.

I have lived for 28 years, and I have never been admired and looked up to like this.That kind of dizzy throbbing like in the clouds...

"It's only girls who like music boxes." Chen Jingdong touched his nose to hide the fact that he was blushing: "You just gave me this?"

Fang Kun took it seriously, and argued in a hurry: "No! I just wanted to fight this with you. There are many assembled models in front of our school, which are very interesting. Brother, I think I will buy them when I have time in the future. , Let’s get another big bookcase and put all these models in it. Hey! Thinking about it, it’s like a meter!”

Make models together.

The man rubbed the boy's shiny black hair: "Okay, let's make a model."

The author has something to say:

Is he about to die from the sugar sprinkled by Xiao Fangkun in the cloak of "ignorance and ignorance"?