Sober candy

Lin Xu told Fu Jing that after eating the eggs he peeled, he had to listen to him. If he tried to back down again, Senior Lin would be unhappy.

Senior Lin is upset, and Xiao Fu will be beaten.

At Fu Jing's age, he has never been slapped on the butt by anyone, except Lin Xu.It was the same when I was young.It's just that when he was young, he was beaten in his pants, which didn't hurt or itch.It's different now, it's painful and refreshing to be treated now.

Fu Jing hadn't had much intimate contact with anyone. At home, his father hadn't kissed him since he could remember, and he himself was embarrassed.In the dormitory, he even changed his clothes by covering himself under the quilt, hiding in the quilt, or covering the bed sheet with the mosquito net. Feng Dao Qinshan and several old hooligans, wearing pants|shorts and holding a gun|pole, swaggered He is not ashamed to walk in the corridor, he can't bear it, and he doesn't like them approaching him shirtless.

Lin Xu used to like to hug him, put his arms around his shoulders, and when walking side by side, he would always lightly touch his hand with the back of his hand.

In his heart, he was willing to have more contact with Lin Xu, but his body struggled reflexively.

Sometimes when the two of them got close, Lin Xu would wrap his hands behind him without a trace, put his hands into his clothes, rub his thick palms on his back, caress his chest, and when his fingertips were around his waist, This feeling was more painful than tickling. He felt ashamed, itchy and frightened, and he couldn't help crying out if he hid too fast and too hastily.

Lin Xu was also embarrassed, so he habitually slapped his butt twice, and said with a smile, "This place is thick and not itchy."

I didn't know what it was doing before, but now, Uncle Fu, who was familiar with the process, looked at Lin Xu who was walking around in his pajamas at home. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was really ashamed at that time.

"I don't mind being ashamed, what's there for you to be ashamed of?" Lin Xu took some pears from the refrigerator, glanced at him, then lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves, took a small pot for one person, and prepared to cut pears and boil water.

Fu Jing didn't know when he became a smoker. He smoked too much, his lips were dry, his voice was hoarse and deep, and his throat was like a pipe. Give him some water to moisturize him.

"It's hard for you to persevere so many times." Fu Jing folded his arms, leaned against the kitchen door and looked at him with sympathy in his eyes: "It didn't work even once."

"Isn't it successful this time?" Lin Xu also smiled, put the cut pears into the pot, covered the pot with water and plugged it in, and cleaned the chopping board under his hands, saying: "There is no skill in this kind of thing." , just be thick-skinned."

"I'm taught," Fu Jingle said a few times, pulled the napkin box next to him, handed Lin Xu a few paper towels to wipe his hands, and said, "This kind of small pot can be cooked in about 15 minutes. I cook it for one person at home." The rice is cooked right here, so I don’t even have to clean the bowls.”

"Isn't it hot to drink?" Lin Xu lowered his body, put the rock sugar back into the cupboard, and took two large bowls from it to put on the table: "I still think it's better to use bowls."

"The two of you have to use bowls." Fu Jing cleared his throat, took a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. When he was lighting the fire, he suddenly looked up at Lin Xu and asked, "Are you obsessed with cleanliness?"

"What kind of cleanliness is this?" Lin Xu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm telling you not to be so lazy. It's too hot to eat with a pot."

Fu Jing scratched his head, puffed out his cigarette, and smiled: "Okay, you are always so white and clean, I always think you still have a cleanliness."

Lin Xu smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for the sun to come out one day, and go outside for two more laps to get a good tan."

"That can't be allowed." Fu Jing shook his head and smiled: "I don't mean that, your skin is fair and smooth, it would be a pity to get tanned like me."

"Do you want to be white?" Lin Xu smiled: "I have a beautician I know. I will ask him to give you a plan later. If you follow his plan, you will improve in about half a year."

"Forget it," Fu Jing took a puff on his cigarette and smiled, "I'm destined to be a fool."

"Smoking less," the lid of the pot began to flap, Lin Xu went to look at the pot, and turned around and said, "It's not a good thing to be addicted to cigarettes."

Fu Jing squinted his eyes in the lingering smoke, his gaze passed over the man's fair neck in the loose collar, his eyes fixed on the person who was pouring pear water, and said: "It's said to be an addiction, if you can quit it easily, It’s no longer an addiction.”

"It's true, then you smoke less." Lin Xu wiped the pot clean, put two bowls of pear water in front of Fu Jing, and turned to wash the pot: "It's all yours, I have to finish drinking today, here you go Lower the fire."

"Well," Fu Jing took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, stubbed out the cigarette and threw it into the trash can, and took the bowl to the living room: "It's time to lower the fire."

In the afternoon, Lin Xu's secretary sent some documents, saying that the people below had all returned to the company and were already busy running around. These contracts could not be delayed, and he needed to do some urgent processing.

One disadvantage of adjusting the vacation is that even if you are taking a break, as long as your colleagues and subordinates are busy and the company is running non-stop, then Lin Xu has to deal with it himself.Not even vacation.

The secretary called to say sorry again and again, but Lin Xu couldn't say anything. Taking the computer out was his habit for many years, and it wasn't particularly difficult to deal with. He sent a few instructions to someone, and then hugged the computer and nestled on the sofa in the living room. Start reading the information page by page.

The reason why it is in the living room instead of the study is because Fu Jing also has a habit of writing manuscripts on the sofa. Today is cloudy, and the blanket was given to Lin Xu to cover his knees. Fu Jing boiled some tea and put it on the table, and went back to the room to get it Putting on the Luxu military uniform he was used to wearing, he and Lin Xu shared the sofa, typing away, and glanced at the person opposite him from time to time.

It's also work. After Fu Jing resigned, he just stayed at home. He was used to laziness. He couldn't help being irritable when he didn't have inspiration for writing. Gu Yong stretched his buttocks, yawned, rubbed against the sofa, changed his position and then lay down.

Lin Xuduan leaned cross-legged on the sofa upright, and rarely even drank tea. Apart from going to the bathroom all afternoon, he just stared at the computer and read documents without saying a word. Still as stable as Mount Tai, his face remained unchanged.

Serious and focused people are always very attractive, especially a perfect and impeccable person like Lin Xu. When Fu Jing peeked at him from the opposite side, he could see a faint smile on his face, and his face was soft and gentle. The brows and eyes are bright, with a cool breeze, so that people can't move their eyes after just one glance.

Lin Xu's typing sound was also very soft, not as rough as him, typing like a telegram.

I don't feel embarrassed to interrupt Senior Lin's work. Fu Jing finished writing almost, so he closed the computer and cleaned up the desk. He went to the balcony and opened some windows. It was windy outside, so he only opened a little bit, so that the air in the room could be seen through. Smoke.

In the evening, the wind calmed down, Fu Jing finished tending the flowers and plants in the study, and when he came out, he saw that Lin Xu was still busy, so he gave someone new hot tea, changed into sportswear, and prepared to go out.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Xu finally looked up at him distractedly.

"Go for a run." Fu Jing stretched his arms, shook the phone in his hand at the person, and said, "You should be busy, I will save energy for you to go."

Lin Xu frowned, and looked back outside: "Has the wind stopped outside?"

"Stop it," Fu Jing waved his hands: "I'm idle at home and have nothing to do, so leave me alone and go about your business."

"Okay." Lin Xu poured a cup of tea from the table, drank a couple of sips, and nodded: "Come back early."

"Understood," Fu Jinglin said before going out, "I'll bring food back later, so don't do it at home."

"it is good."

Fu Jing is considered to be a middle-to-high-income group, but he doesn't spend too much on a regular basis. Lin Xu's fellow student in the ant forest, who is quite aggressive, spends money to get energy balls, and he has more than one ball more than him. He didn't accept it either, who knows if he forgot, or just waited for Lin Xu to accept it for her, anyway, after Uncle Fu heard it, he felt a little bit wrong.

It's not sour, but I feel a little awkward. As an adult, there is no need to say to Lin Xu, "Don't steal from her, steal from me." Senior Lin said that it was entertainment before going to bed. Okay, what are you doing bullying someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder? I pretend to be Xiaojiu in my heart, so I can only go out for a few laps by myself to dissipate this strange smell from my body.

Energy balls can be swiped. Fu Jing had previously checked, exchanged electricity bills, used recycling, and swiped parking to buy things, but he felt that since the original intention of making things is green public welfare, it is cheap to buy them with money alone. Carbon forest is meaningless, and he is still willing to do it with practical actions.He is brain-dead and human-minded. He thinks that something should be what it is.

Isn't five kilometers just half an hour?No matter how tiring it is for ten kilometers, isn't it only seven or eight 10 minutes?

Today was windy, and Fu Jing ran 11.3 kilometers with the wind, which was a little easier than last time. Exercise can strengthen the body and form a habit. Even the feeling of heart and lungs rapidly expanding and contracting to the point of suffocation during running is comfortable.

Fu Jing glanced at his phone, 15982 steps, running is different from walking, you can walk as much as you walk, if you run, the number of steps is a little less than the actual distance.It's a pity that the energy ball won't mature until tomorrow morning, and Fu Jing won't see Lin Xu receiving his energy tonight.

There was nothing to do during the run, but when he finished the run and went to buy food, Fu Jing walked a few steps and suddenly became ill. The wind poured into his stomach, and the hot sweat on his body was blown from cold to hot from time to time. Put it on, and you can feel the heat floating five or six centimeters away.

Fu Jing felt that he had been insulted by today's wind, and he had trouble walking.

There is a food stall at the gate of the community. The owner of the stall is a little old man. When no one is looking after him, he rides a small five-wheeled cart and sells buns, sesame cakes, fried dough sticks, fried cakes, tofu brains, and bean juice there. It is cheap and affordable.Fu Jing used to like to buy food from him when he came back from work early.

Today Fu Jing went to buy food with profuse sweat and flushed face. The stall owner hadn’t seen him for almost a year and didn’t recognize him. The city management came to arrest him, packed his things in a hurry, and was about to run away with the cart.

"Master!" Fu Jing wiped off his sweat, and chased after the small car: "Don't run!"

The words "don't run" are usually counterproductive. When the stall owner heard this, he looked back and saw the man behind him chasing so fiercely. He stepped on his own small fifth wheel, leaned over and rode forward with all his might.

"Master!" Fu Jing ran so dry that his throat was dry, and when he shouted in his originally hoarse voice, it disappeared immediately.

The old man ignored him in the end, and Fu Jing stood there for a while, not waiting for anyone to ride back. He also talked to the stall owner before. The old man is a shrewd person, and he has several strategic locations. It's time to implement plan B.Fu Jing was a little thirsty, so he cleared his throat. His body was quite cold, so he didn't go any farther. He still surrendered to his fate and went home to cook.

When Lin Xu saw the red-faced tough guy who came back empty-handed and frustrated, he asked him what was wrong. The tough guy said a few words in a hoarse voice, but Lin Xu didn't hear a word.

— Did not buy food.

Fu Jing sent someone a WeChat face to face, and even sent a sighing emoji.

Lin Xu wanted to laugh, but he held back, patted the tough guy on the back with distress, handed him a glass of water, took clean clothes and told him to take a bath first, and then he went to make some medicine for him to clear his throat and relieve his cough Pear water, by the way, make a simple dinner.

"Don't do so much." After drinking the water, Fu Jing's voice improved, but he was still a little hoarse: "I can eat pears and be full."

"So I'm talking about a simple dinner." Lin Xu couldn't hear the man's voice, so he took another glass of water and handed it to him.

"What's an easy way?" Fu Jing took the water and raised his head and sighed.

"Vegetable salad." Lin Xu said.

"Okay," Fu Jing nodded. He had always admired Lin Xu's extreme self-discipline and said with emotion: "I can eat whatever I want, and I'll listen to you!"

Lin Xu is very good at making health food. Vegetable salad is the best. Lin Xu likes to eat lettuce, cucumber and carrot. When he is at home, he will put sea cucumber and strawberries.

While Fu Jing was taking a bath and Lin Xu finished his "simple dinner", he went to the bedroom to change the sheets and quilts. He was not obsessed with cleanliness, but it was a habit. All cleaned up.

The fully automatic washing machine was easy. Lin Xu put in the laundry detergent and went to fill it with pear water. Then he heard Fu Jing's cell phone thrown on the sofa ringing.

Lin Xu went over to take a look, took the mobile phone to the bathroom and knocked on the door: "Fu Jing, your call is from 'Director Yuan'."

"Oh, it should be about the script," Fu Jing replied inside: "Go ahead and tell him I'll get back to him later."

"Okay," Lin Xu went back outside to answer the phone: "Hello, hello."

"Hello!" Yuan Ping yelled as soon as he came up: "Old Fu! How's that "Dandelion" book writing? I have a... eh? Wait a minute, the sound is wrong, I didn't type it Wrong number?"

"That's right," Lin Xu laughed: "This is Fu Jing's phone number. He has something to do right now. I'll help him answer the phone. If you have any news for him, you can tell me directly, or he will be late." I'll call you again."

"Ah, hello, hello," Yuan Ping lowered his voice a few degrees, coughed, and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am his senior," Lin Xu introduced himself, "My name is Lin Xu."

"Oh..." Yuan Ping seemed to be nodding, a little confused, at this age, why did he still talk about seniors and juniors in his self-introduction?Why is it like an idol drama?He listened to... well... something was wrong, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Who are you calling?"

"I'm fine, it's nothing serious," Yuan Ping broke away from the shadow of the vulgar idol drama, and said, "I just want to ask if Lao Fu has time next week. I have a dinner here, and I want to have a meal with him. Talk to a few screenwriters about the script, since his mobile phone is here with you, please send me a message, and just ask him to call me back before next Saturday."

"Okay," Lin Xu said, "I'll pass it on to him later."

"Excuse me."

"You're welcome."

"That's okay, I'll hang up."

"See you."

"Hey," Yuan Ping seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked, "Why did Lao Fu go? Are you not at home?"

"At home," Lin Xu said, "taking a shower."

"Hey!" Yuan Ping laughed: "That kid went to exercise again! He's very energetic!"

"Well, I went to exercise." Lin Xuwen laughed.

"Okay! Not bad!" Yuan Ping was very pleased: "It's fine if you don't die at home all day! It's good!"

"Well," Lin Xu said, "it will get better and better in the future."

After Fu Jing took a shower, he went to the living room to drink pear water and have dinner, and saw Lin Xu hanging the quilt with his back on the balcony.

Lin Xuechang was drying the quilt, which looked better than TV. Uncle Fu was leaning on the sofa with a bowl, eating pears and grass while watching the live broadcast from behind.

Lin Xuechang has a straight figure and a gentle and elegant demeanor. He changed into pajamas and wore a tailor-made high-end suit. Standing in the distance, he looks like a fairy. a kind of happiness.

He has an immortal and proud posture, with protruding wrist bones, and the delicate and tight gray cuffs set off his fair skin. His shoulders are flattened and straight, and his waistline is tightened just right. Tight, sexy and soft as if ready to burst out.When he got up, he could see the two long straight and slender legs covered by the trousers, and the inside of the snow-white thighs was covered by the quilt. The grass eater knew very well that there were several crimson tooth marks and Bluish fingerprints.

Lin Xu is a handsome man who is dignified and sexy at the same time. He looks young and has a hot figure. His gestures seem to be seductive. He is lustful and seductive. kind of temptation.

Fu Jing lost his soul.

I didn't even know when I walked over to hug her waist, I didn't know when I unbuttoned him, and I even pulled out his shirt, and when Lin Xu grabbed him, he stretched into his waist. When he touched his hand, he suddenly woke up.

Fu Jing looked up at Lin Xu's face in a daze, and blinked to meet his complicated eyes, with a dazed look on his face.

"What am I doing?" Fu Jing blinked.

"I also want to know what you are doing." Lin Xu said lightly.

The face of the person in front of him is graceful, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger, the open clothes on the chest are blown by the wind, the skin inside is smooth and jade, mixed with red marks, the scenery is infinite.

Fu Jing got hot from being stared at, quickly lowered his head, coughed lightly in embarrassment, hurriedly tied his clothes on, and kept whispering: "Amitabha, sin, sin, Amitabha, sin, sin..."

"I was drying the sheets," Lin Xu glanced at him, and told the story in a calm tone, "Then you suddenly came over and slapped my ass."

Fu Jing's face blushed, and he buried his head in helping people button his buttons without saying a word.

"I've already stood up," Lin Xu said in a dissatisfied tone, "You still keep pinching me."

"I...I..." Fu Jing quickly fastened the shirt for him, carefully put it back into the waistband of his trousers, hurriedly fastened the button of his coat, and finally let go of him as if his hands were burning, and quickly took a step back. Nonsense, then continued: "It's cold outside, I'm going out soon, I want to see if you're wearing long johns."

"Then you start to undress me," Lin Xu said emphatically, "it's still on the balcony with glass windows on three sides."

"Don't be angry, don't be angry," Fu Jing comforted him with a bitter smile on his face, "It's covered by a bed sheet and quilt, so I'm not afraid of being seen by others."

Lin Xu straightened his tie, raised his chin haughtily, and looked at him with the utmost elegance... He took a look at him, then walked in with a basin, and walked away.

Fu Jing stood there in embarrassment, rubbed his forehead, raised his head and shouted, "Senior Lin, I was wrong!"

The person who carried the basin ignored him, Fu Jing shook his head and clicked his tongue, and went back to his room to change his clothes first.

It is impossible for Lin Xu to be angry with him because of this kind of thing. Fu Jing knows it very well, and Lin Xu knows it too, but Lin Xu was pushed away too many times when he wanted to touch him. Senior Lin also has self-esteem , being rejected, who can feel unbalanced?

Senior Lin's good temper is for outsiders, but he has a very bad temper for his own people.

Fu Jing knocked into Lin Xu's room, and warmly asked someone to help with luggage, when he saw Lin Xu sitting by the bed, tinkering with the roses in the vase on the bedside table.

Roses are the bride's bouquet. Fu Jing found three wide-mouthed glass vases for someone. A large bouquet of flowers just filled three vases. Lin Xu changed the water and water frequently for the flowers in the past two days, and the flowers were long enough Spirit, the water on the petals is glistening, and the three bouquets of roses are all red and glistening. When the two of them were fighting fiercely on the bed, the whole room felt like a new house because of these bouquets of roses.

Fu Jing said that when he had time, he would buy some flower preservatives to keep the flowers longer. When the flowers withered, he would make specimens of the petals and give them to Lin Xu as gifts.

Lin Xu glanced at him and said that he really knows how to save money, and he even brings gifts for recycling.

Fu Jing smiled, went over to give him a hug, and coaxed him nicely: "Senior Lin, this is the proof of marriage."

Two big men are in love, but in reality there is no way to get married. They don't have a red book, so they can only find one thing instead, roses, which are just right.

Fu Jing pulled Lin Xu, and the two of them moved the flowers to the desk in their study room. There was a door between the study room and the balcony of the living room. As soon as Lin Xu entered, he saw a large reclining chair with rattan wood carvings on the edge of the balcony. There are a few books, and there is a small cashmere blanket under it. There is a small round wooden support table with light material beside the chair. There is a delicate and small ceramic cup on it. It can be seen that it is used for drinking tea.

With just one glance, Lin Xu had already imagined Fu Jing's daily life.

Mr. Fu is a lazy person. He sleeps until the sun rises in the morning. After getting up from the bed, he probably won't eat breakfast. After washing up, he will carry the water bottle and come into the study room to moisten the small green plants in the room one by one. Smoke a few books, curl your legs with a cigarette in your mouth, and read a book comfortably on a reclining chair.

The weather is sunny, it’s a good time to read a book and doze off, and it’s cloudy and rainy, it’s a good weather to drink tea and listen to the rain and be lazy. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, no matter what season, Mr. Fu can always find fun here, lying down comfortably Leisurely and carefree, thinking about it this way, Director Lin, a senior social animal who is dizzy with busy work all day long, has a lot of documents to deal with every day, and counts on his fingers even when he is on vacation, feels a little envious.

"Fortunately, there is no sunset today," Lin Xu looked away from the wicker chair, turned to Fu Jing, and asked, "Otherwise, where should I lie?"

"Lie in my arms," ​​Fu Jing came over and gave him a strong hug, bumped his chest a few times, and asked with a smile, "How is it? I'm in my arms, isn't it?"

Lin Xu raised his eyelids to look at him, and said "not bad" indifferently.

In fact, Senior Lin also wanted a reclining chair with carved rattan wood and a cashmere blanket.

On the way to the airport, Lin Xu told Fu Jing about Yuan Ping's dinner appointment. Fu Jing nodded and said that it was about the script. Different screenwriters have different ideas. I like to combine people with completely different creative styles, and I like to watch people quarrel and then form his new script.

Lin Xu has heard about Yuan Ping for a long time. He is a powerful director. He has watched several of his movies before. His realistic style is unique. Under his lens, even a wild grass swaying in the wind under the lens of an empty lens can become a demon , The most simple and simple things will be given the meaning of life, realistic and freehand, so beautiful that people don't know how to define it when awarding awards.

With sharp ears, Fu Jing tilted his head to look at Lin Xu, and asked, "Are you busy with work? Where do you watch so many movies?"

"I used to go home for holidays and visit relatives with my girlfriend," Lin Xu paused, then glanced at Fu Jing, and added, "It was forced."

"Oh," Fu Jing didn't change much, and asked casually, "What kind of movies do you all watch?"

"Disaster films," said Lin Xu, "have profound meaning."

"Huh?" Fu Jing raised his eyebrows: "Don't you watch romance movies when you're in love?"

"I only talk about love with you, and I only watch romance movies with you." Lin Xu's desire to survive is extremely strong.

"Hahahaha! This scares you!" With a smile in the corner of Fu Jing's eyes, he reached out and patted Lin Xu's shoulder, and comforted him: "It's okay, just watch it, and date it, I came here one night, I won't do anything to you."

"That won't work." Lin Xu peeled a candy and put it in his mouth, saying, "You are not late, you are the first one."

"It's over," Fu Jing sighed, "Senior Lin has become glib, and I can't tell the truth from the fake."

"It's true." Lin Xuwen smiled and answered very peacefully.It was as if the ten years of waiting and searching had nothing to do with him.

"That's fine," Fu Jing said with a smile, "If you say it's true, it's true."

"Fu Jing," before leaving, Lin Xu stopped him: "I think there is something that I must tell you before I leave."

"what's up?"

Seeing Lin Xu's serious expression, Fu Jing couldn't help tensing up.

Uncle Fu cleared his throat, rubbed his hands together and stuffed them into his trouser pockets, looked down at the toes of his shoes, and kept hinting in his heart that no matter which ex-girlfriend Lin Xu mentioned to him, he would not behave too much. fierce.

Lin Xu came over, stretched out his arms to hold the man in his arms, tilted his head to his ear, and said in a low voice:

"Fu Jing, when I came, I actually wanted to tell you how much I like you."

"Huh?" Fu Jing's ears were a little itchy, and he asked with a muffled smile, "Really?"

"But you gave me roses and came into my room." Lin Xu tilted his head and kissed his hot side cheek, and said, "So I think what I should say is, I love you. "

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