I'm poor

A few days after Valentine's Day, Fang Yi, who never showed up, finally showed up at the company. He was busy with the work he hadn't done a few days ago, and then had an afternoon meeting with several supervisors. He didn't go until he was about to leave work. The financial office turned around.

"You didn't go to see the car?" Fang Yi asked Yan Qinsheng as soon as he entered the door.

"No, I don't want to buy a car, and I don't have time to take the driver's license test." Yan Qinsheng picked up the financial record sheet that was just printed out on the table and handed it to him, "Manager Fang, please sign it."

After not seeing Fang Yi for a few days, Yan Qinsheng unconsciously became unfamiliar, and subconsciously blurted out to call him the manager.

Fang Yi immediately showed displeasure, took the document from Yan Qinsheng's hand and threw it aside, leaned over to him with his palms on the desk.

"What did you just call me?"

Feeling the pressure of the sudden approach, Yan Qinsheng sat back on the office chair and changed his words nervously: "Fang, Fang Yi."

Fang Yi stretched out his hands to hold the back of his head and pulled him over, turned his face to suck his lips, then pried open his lips and teeth with the tip of his tongue, and maliciously teased and punished him with skill.

Kissing is undoubtedly the best way to quickly shorten the distance, Yan Qinsheng was really dizzy and confided in his heart: "Brother Yi, I miss you."

Fang Yi rubbed his hair, "I'll go to your side at night."

Yan Qinsheng nodded, the more he thought about it, the more awkward he said, but he didn't think too much about it.

"What do you want to eat, I will cook more dishes at night."

"You can eat by yourself. I still have dinner tonight. I'll go back later."

"Well, you are busy with your work." Yan Qinsheng was used to it, and he would not be as disappointed as he was at the beginning, so he nodded obediently.

In the evening, Yan Qinsheng rushed back after class without stopping, and it was past ten o'clock when he got home.

Not long after, Fang Yi also came back, drank a lot of wine, stumbled from the hallway and threw himself on Yan Qinsheng.

"You stand against the wall first, and I'll get you a pair of slippers."

Yan Qinsheng had to pay attention to Fang Yi not to fall, and he had to bend down to find slippers in a hurry. Fang Yi crushed him to the ground in the entrance if he didn't pay attention.

Fortunately, there was a carpet on the floor, Yan Qinsheng didn't fall very badly, but Fang Yi was too heavy and couldn't breathe on his chest.

"Fang Yi, can you get up?" Yan Qinsheng pushed his shoulder with his hand.

There was no light on in the corridor, and in the darkness, Fang Yi kissed Yan Qinsheng with a strong smell of alcohol, even the tip of his tongue was irritating, kissing Yan Qinsheng dizzyingly, and then reached into Yan Qinsheng's pajama pants.

I thought that Fang Yi would continue to go hooligans with the strength of alcohol, but he didn't expect him to stop moving for a while, lying on his stomach like a dead fish stranded on the beach, his head hanging by Yan Qinsheng's ear and whispering in a daze, "Qin Sheng, I If you want to marry a wife, I will marry you, and I don’t want anything else.”

Yan Qinsheng curled up slightly under him, gasped and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I said, I want to marry you." Fang Yi muttered and repeated.

Even knowing that what Fang Yi said was drunk, Yan Qinsheng's heart softened a lot.Fang Yi was still muttering and repeating those few words, and then tilted his face and kissed him.

"Qin Sheng, I won't let you leave me, and I won't give you another chance."

"I didn't want to leave you." Yan Qinsheng responded to him like coaxing a child, "You are too drunk to stand up and talk so much."

Fang Yi said with a strong nasal voice: "Who, who said I can't stand up, huh? I can still make you unable to get out of bed tomorrow."

"I'm not talking about that, I'm saying don't move around if you can't get up." Yan Qinsheng blushed, and the more he talked, the more confused he became.

"I can't get up now," Fang Yi rubbed against Yan Qinsheng's body, drunkenly holding his hand and pulling him down.

"I said it's not this..." Yan Qinsheng was anxious and shy, feeling his body getting hotter and hotter.

Later, the two couldn't hold it back, and they went crazy in the hallway. Yan Qinsheng felt that he must be drunk. He was drunk by the alcohol smell on Fang Yi's body. He was so drunk that he was unconscious like him. Absorb Fang Yi's scorching temperature.

After finishing the work, Fang Yi hugged Yan Qinsheng and sighed contentedly, and stared up at the ceiling with his eyes open in a daze in the dark room.

It seems that as long as I stay with Yan Qinsheng, the stress and fatigue of the whole day will disappear.

Yan Qinsheng was so tired that he fell asleep, curled up in Fang Yi's arms and slept peacefully.

Fang Yi's left arm was pillowed by him, and his fingers were gently sliding on his slightly protruding spine, slowly moving up from the tailbone, as if he was caressing his favorite toy.

Every time Fang Yi is lingering, Fang Yi has an indescribably complicated feeling, comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time. If I really want to describe that feeling, it probably means that someone else licks something that I have always wanted to eat, and I eat it until I eat it. No matter how delicious the food is, there will always be other people's saliva in my heart, which is disgusting and irresistible.

Especially Yan Qinsheng's obedient performance and remarkable skills on the bed always made Fang Yi unable to help but think of how many times he practiced with that old man before he learned the skills of serving men so comprehensively.

Early the next morning, Fang Yi woke up very early, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then went out refreshed. When he came back, he carried a bag of sportswear that he just bought and threw it on the bedside.

"Come play golf with me."

Because Yan Qinsheng was still asleep last night because he was tossed so late, he opened his eyes in a daze, and didn't realize what Fang Yi was going to do for a moment.

"I don't know how to play golf." Yan Qinsheng muttered.

"It's okay, I'm not very good at it, so I'm going to take the time to practice."

"Don't you like playing basketball? Why are you practicing golf?" Yan Qinsheng pulled the quilt to cover half of his face and continued to sleep.

Seeing that Yan Qinsheng didn't seem to wake up, Fang Yi simply sat down by the bed, reached into the bed and fumbled.

"Hey, don't do it..." Yan Qinsheng groaned and rolled on the bed wrapped in the quilt, unable to avoid Fang Yi's harassment, and finally couldn't sleep because of being disturbed.

Fang Yi withdrew his hand from the quilt, and said: "During the Chinese New Year, my dad took me to a party in the real estate industry. Those bosses who pretended to play golf insisted on playing golf, and they even gambled. That thing, I lost 7 yuan, and I’m still holding my breath.”

Yan Qinsheng woke up immediately when he heard the money, sat up from the bed, and said in pain: "You lost [-] in a game?"

Fang Yi didn't take it seriously, "I didn't know it before, but when I'm good at it, I'll just win it back at the party later." He pulled the bedside bag, took out the sportswear and stuffed it for Yan Qinsheng, "Put on the sweater." , we will set off after breakfast."

Yan Qinsheng took off his pajamas, changed into a sweater and sportswear, and then put on a padded jacket over the sportswear.Fang Yi watched him wrap himself into a ball layer by layer like a spring roll, and couldn't help reaching out to grab his cool cheeks.

"It's spring, is it so cold?"

Yan Qinsheng rubbed his blushing cheeks, "I catch colds more easily, so it's better to wear more clothes."

"You lack exercise and your resistance is low. Golf is not a tiring sport. You can just try it."

After breakfast, Fang Yi drove Yan Qinsheng to the golf course in the suburbs. This area has just been developed, not many people come, and the field is large and empty.

Caddies come and drive them to the center of the field in carts.

Fang Yi poked his head out from the side of the golf cart to look at the sky. Although the weather was cold, there was no wind or cloud, and the sun was bright, which was very suitable for playing.

When they arrived at the designated place, the caddy handed Fang Yi and Yan Qinsheng a pair of golf equipment. Fang Yi weighed the clubs in his hands, and took off his peaked cap and put it on Yan Qinsheng's head.

Fang Yi kicked off first, probably because he was determined to be handsome in front of Yan Qinsheng. That shot was so chic and powerful that the ball drew a parabola in mid-air, but finally missed the hole.

He turned his head in embarrassment, and met Shangyan Qinsheng's bright eyes.

"Do you want to try?" Fang Yi asked.

Yan Qinsheng held the cue and was eager to try.

"You have to set up the hitting posture first, with your arms hanging down naturally, and hold the club." Fang Yi taught him patiently, explaining it very professionally.

Yan Qinsheng made a tentative swing, and missed the ball without hitting the ball.

Yan Qinsheng was immediately discouraged by the failure of the teacher, "I didn't expect it to be so difficult."

"You just practiced, don't worry." Fang Yi stood behind his back, leading him to swing the club a few times.

"You have to pay attention to controlling the swing range. The backswing should be slow and low. The left arm pushes the club to move back. Keep the wrist without turning. The action should be fast and hard when hitting the ball."

After learning the basic movements, Yan Qinsheng and Fang Yi spread out to practice hitting the ball separately.Fang Yi was so close every time that he never entered the hole.

At this time, the ball shot by Yan Qinsheng, who was next to him, flew beautifully in an arc in the air, and rolled into the No. [-] hole on the grass.

Yan Qinsheng jumped up excitedly, "Fang Yi, I entered!"

"Uh... It seems that you are quite talented." Fang Yi boasted perfunctorily, a little embarrassed, Yan Qinsheng was able to make a hole just half an hour after practicing, but it was himself, a "teacher", who missed a single shot. Enter.

What a failure.

Coincidence, it must be a coincidence, the hole is so far away, how could it be possible to hit it casually.

Fang Yi pursed his lips, and secretly competed with Yan Qinsheng, but Yan Qinsheng didn't notice the reluctance of the other party, and still played according to his own rhythm.

Golf is a sport that tests concentration and patience. You don't need to run vigorously, you just need to calm down and watch the game.

However, Fang Yi became more impatient and couldn't play well. The balls were more deflected than the other. On the contrary, Yan Qinsheng scored two goals one after another.

"Fuck." Fang Yi was so angry that he almost dropped his club.

Yan Qinsheng was too involved in the fight, he turned his head to look at him when he heard the voice, and then he noticed the depressed Fang Yi beside him.

He looked down at the cue in his hand, and handed it to the caddy. Fang Yi said, "My arm is sore. Go sit for a while. You can continue practicing." Sitting, deliberately lowering his head to play with his mobile phone and not looking at the court, so that Fang Yi can play with peace of mind.

Strange to say, Fang Yi scored a goal not long after Yan Qinsheng left. He scratched his head wonderingly, maybe he wanted to show off in front of Yan Qinsheng too much, but it backfired.

It was almost lunch time, Fang Yi was finally a little tired, and went to the lobby to find Yan Qinsheng.

At that time, Yan Qinsheng had already fallen asleep on the sofa, his body curled up habitually, like the posture of a baby in the mother's womb, with his arms wrapped around his legs, his chin resting on his knees and his eyes closed. Love and pity.

Fang Yi walked over with light steps and squatted down, deliberately pinching Yan Qinsheng's nose with his fingers.Not long after, Yan Qinsheng, who had lost oxygen, frowned and hummed dissatisfiedly, then opened his eyes.

"You're done." He rubbed his eyes and sat up from the sofa.

Fang Yi sat down beside him and said, "You're too careless, aren't you afraid of being taken away by bad guys when you sleep outside?"

Yan Qinsheng smiled, with a slight dimple on his cheek, "Why do you think of everyone like that, and you are the bad guy."

Fang Yi raised his heroic eyebrows and gave a smirk, "Yes, I'm a bad guy, so... I'm going to rob him." Then, he suddenly stretched his hand over Yan Qinsheng's leg, and lifted him off the sofa Get up and run out of the hall.

Yan Qinsheng was carried upside down on his shoulders by him, jolting and jolting, his stomach ached with pain, he begged him all the time: "You put me down, I'm so uncomfortable."

"Your small body is more delicate than a woman." Fang Yi pinched his waist and let him down after eating enough tofu.

After playing outside all morning, the two of them didn't have the energy to go home and cook again. Fang Yi took Yan Qinsheng to a nearby western restaurant for dinner.

Yan Qinsheng held the knife and fork and faced the huge grilled shrimp on the plate, not knowing where to start. Fang Yi stretched out his hand and dragged the plate over, disposed of the shell and pushed it back in front of Yan Qinsheng.

Yan Qinsheng carefully cut off a piece of shrimp meat, dipped it in the dipping sauce and put it into his mouth. It seemed to taste similar to ordinary shrimp, except that it was big in size and tasted more meaty. It was really hard to figure out how to sell this shrimp for one thousand.

Fang Yi asked him: "After exercising in the morning, do you want to go to the hot spring in the afternoon? You are cold, and more hot springs are good for your health."

It was only half a day's expense that was worth Yan Qinsheng's expenses for several months. He thought about it, and it would cost a lot of money to go to the hot spring, so he shook his head and said, "I won't go, it's not just a one-time soak. Works, waste of money."

"I'll get you a card, and you can go soak it a few times when you have time."

"It's really unnecessary. I go to a traditional Chinese medicine center on the street and find a cupping cup for 30 yuan, and the effect is the same."

Fang Yi flattened his mouth helplessly. The consumption habits of the two are not on the same level, so it is really difficult to communicate.

"You must not cup the pot, you will get two rows of bruises on your back, like six cakes, it won't go away in a month."

Fang Yi vehemently objected, if Yan Qinsheng really went for cupping, he could imagine that he would feel like he fucked a piece of mahjong while facing the neat six purple circles on Yan Qinsheng's white back during sex/love.

"Your study class starts at six o'clock in the afternoon, right? I'll take you there today."

"Are you free tonight?"

"There should be nothing to do today, I will spend more time with you."