I was scumbag, he came to the door

For handmade porcelain, Song Ci's deepest memory is Ai Qing's row of dolls with different smiles.

There are not many people in the store, and the only few couples are also lovers, and they are far away from each other so as not to disturb each other.

"We want to make embryos with mud ourselves?" The shit-yellow soil was sticky, and Tang Shi wanted to leave.

Song Ci was full of interest: "Yes, it makes sense to do this kind of thing yourself."

"I'm going to ask the master if I can make a clay figurine for Fatty." Song Ci took out his phone and opened the photo album. Over the course of the night, there were many photos of kittens in the photo album.

Tang shi glanced at it and almost had a heart attack.

"The two of us came out to play, and you are a clay figurine of a cat? Your circle of friends only posts photos of kittens and landscapes, Song Ci, where is your heart?"

Tang Shi gritted his teeth to suppress his anger, reached out and snatched Song Ci's cell phone and put it in his pocket.

Song Ci: "Don't I have love?"

The other party's eyes were too innocent, and Tang Shi was so angry that he didn't know what to say. Could it be possible for him to just say that he wanted to be sent a group photo?

He's already in his third year, and he can't describe the way young people fall in love.

"Have."

After Tang Shi finished speaking, he pulled Song Ci to put on the apron, and then the two began to learn how to make clay figurines under the guidance of their master.The most made in the store were dolls. Song Ci felt tacky and wanted to protest, but Tang Shi finally suppressed him.

Things like living mud are fun to watch when others make them. It's really my turn. Song Ci only thinks it's really troublesome. His hands are still sticky, and if he doesn't pay attention, he will become a defective product.

"You come, I give up."

After distorting the clay figurine again, Song Ci chose to give up and give up the main battlefield to Tang Shi.

"Are we together?" Tang Shi touched Song Ci's head with his clean hands.

After the fifteenth day of Song Ci, he was hardly touched by anyone. He ran away subconsciously: "I don't, you do it yourself."

"People say that a bartender's hands can produce all things. The small matter of making a clay figurine will definitely not trouble you." Song Ci casually put a high hat on him, then moved a horse to sit aside, and began to stare at him work.

Come by yourself, come by yourself, Tang Shi asked his master again before he started, and then he started.

People say that men who work hard are the most handsome. Song Ci now thinks that men who wear shirts and cuffs and make little people with mud are also good.

At this moment, the first meeting of the two flashed through Song Ci's mind.

Behind the bar back then, Tang Shi had the same expression, serious and charming.

It's just that in the depths of his eyes at that time there was dismissive playfulness, but now he is a little more focused and affectionate, as if what he is making is not an ordinary clay figurine, but a token of love.

Song Ci was shocked by the word token of love.

"Why, are you dizzy because of my handsomeness?" Tang Shi quickened his movements, and within a short while a clay figurine was pinched.

Having a nose and eyes seems to be the case, and it is more than one level higher than what Song Ci himself pinched.

Song Ci raised his mobile phone and seemed to be taking pictures of clay figurines. In fact, the camera was aimed at Tang Shi. He smiled and said, "Yeah, who made you so attractive."

With two clicks, there were three more single photos of Tang shi on his phone.

The man was wearing a black and red apron, with mud spots on his chest and chin, and he was smiling towards the camera, as if sitting here was his lover.

Various thoughts were entangled in Song Ci's mind. He hurriedly put away the phone without saying a word, and beckoned for the staff to come over.

Tang Shi didn't allow him to run away: "They said that I seduced people, so I just ran away. Do you think the small words are appropriate?"

Song Ci was pinched by his wrist and pulled his shoulders, and half of his body was leaning against Tang Shi's arms. The two boys made out in a large crowd. His head was drooping and his face was flushed abnormally.

"I think it fits, it doesn't fit, it's up to you." The gaze on the top of his head was like a needle prick, making him change his words temporarily.

Tang Shi hooked his lips in satisfaction: "You have to be responsible for teasing people, so how about it, stay with me all the time, and I will forgive you."

There are many ways to be together, friends, strangers, partners and regular bed partners.

After he finished speaking, the word that came to Song Ci's mind was partner. Is he proposing marriage?Song Ci asked himself in his heart.

The mother's news in the morning, as well as the various opinions of the people around earlier, blended with Tang Shi's ambiguous words, and rang in Song Ci's mind in turn.

While making people dizzy, there is also a hint of joy.

"Huh?" Tang Shi raised his eyebrows and continued to ask.

Song Ci: "Yes."

Anyway, the other party didn't say which one it was. Anyway, Yancheng is so big, the two of them might not be able to meet each other in the future, and what's more, maybe what the other party said was not what he thought, so why is he still struggling here.

Thinking of this, Song Ci's complexion changed, and there was a bit of imperceptible loss in his beautiful eyes.

"Hi sir." The staff came late.

Tang shi handed over the finished product to the other party, and then followed him to wait for the follow-up.

Song Ci was able to liberate him on the pretext of calling out to get some air.

He felt that he was getting more and more biased. On the Internet, he said that D city was suitable for an affair and a short trip to relax.

But no one talked about the emotion in it. Being emotional with a stranger whom he had just met for a few days made him more uncomfortable than sleeping with a stranger.

The things would not be given to them immediately, Tang shi would leave his home address to the merchant, and the finished product would be sent to him after payment.

In a very good mood, he posted a circle of friends for the first time.

"Surprise on the go."

The accompanying picture is a nine-square grid, with a group photo of two people and a single photo of Song Ci. In the middle are two clay figurines that have just been pinched and not yet colored.

Regardless of the consequences after posting to Moments, Tang Shi decisively turned his phone to silent and went out to find Song Ci.

When he passed by, he saw Song Ci squatting beside the stone in front of the store, blending in with the porcelain that was put out for advertising by several nearby stores, looking pitifully like an abandoned dog.

"Let's go, I'll take you to dinner." Tang Shi stepped forward and rubbed Song Ci's hair again, "Then you go back to the hotel to see Feifei, and I'll go to work."

Since the other party thinks he is a bartender, so be it, and his children like this one.

Song Ci stood up by someone's hand. In front of Tang shi, he was afraid of being seen out, so he had to suppress his emotions.

When the two of them were walking towards the car, he always felt that someone was watching them. He pulled him even tighter instead of releasing himself.

Tang Shi said dissatisfiedly, "Can't we hold hands on the street?"

Song Ci whispered, "I always feel that someone is watching us."

Tang Shiman didn't care: "Just look at it. Labor and capital are aboveboard, and they haven't stolen, robbed, or broken the law, so they are afraid of being watched?"

Song Ci: "That's right, don't be afraid."

Anyway, no one knows, anyway, here is very free, Song Ci looked up and smiled slowly.

The two of them went out in the morning and it was already past meal time, so they simply didn't go to the big hotel to find a nice little shop, each of them got a bowl of shredded chicken and rice noodles.

It was already three o'clock when we returned to the B&B, and the moment Song Ci opened the door, a black shadow flashed in front of Song Ci's eyes, and then someone bit his trouser leg, and Fei Fei squatted at his feet, meowing.

When he went out in the morning, the cat was still listless and refused to bark any more. Song Ci's eyes lit up and he bent over to hold the cat in his arms and stroke its fur.

"Hey, wait for me to make milk powder for you."

The overly gentle tone made Tang Shi's scalp tingle, and after Song Ci went in, he followed suit to prepare to go in.

"Meow!"

The moment he entered, Fatty, who squinted his eyes to enjoy Song Ci's hair-raising service, let out a sharp cry and raised his tail as if his territory had been taken over. His amber eyes stared viciously at him. In the Tang Dynasty.

That gesture seemed like Tang shi was taking a step forward, and it was about to rush over and bite him.

"..."

Song Ci looked at the cat and then at Tang Shi, and couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha,"

"Fat fat is doing a good job, our family's land cannot be invaded by others."

After Song Ci finished speaking, Tang Shi's face was as black as ink, and he stared gloomyly at the cat in Song Ci's arms that was not afraid of death.

The little thing is fat!

"The cat is still young, don't scare him, you go back first, and I will go to you after I feed the cat." Song Ci was afraid that Fei Fei would rush over, so he quickly patted him on the back to comfort him, and at the same time, he opened his mouth to chase him away .

The purpose of using cats to cultivate feelings was not achieved, and instead he was kicked out and lost his last tenderness. Tang Shi made a note of Gu Yuan in his heart and came up with some bad ideas.

Tomorrow's itinerary is snow mountain, Tang Shi asked Bai Ming to help prepare the necessary items in the morning, and even asked him to help him figure out how to speak.

In the evening, Tang Shi took advantage of his work break to stay in the lounge with Bai Ming, discussing tomorrow's itinerary while drinking gloomily.

"Listen to me, don't wait until you get to the top of the mountain, just propose on the cable car, the closed space in the sky is more effective than the top of the mountain." Bai Ming said, "Buy a ring to propose and lock people up, then you will be justified Disciplining children, still afraid of a cat?"

When talking about Mao Tang, he was depressed again, "Why do you think that cats are more important than boyfriends?"

Tang Shi's handsome brows and eyes were full of puzzlement: "I'm handsome and rich, and I have a good temper. I think I'm up to the standard both on the bed and off the bed. Why is he ignoring me?"

Bai Ming choked, he grabbed the wine bottle and poured himself a full glass: "Drink, don't guess what a man is thinking."

Tang Shi drank cup after cup, and the more he drank, the more depressed he became. Fortunately, he was worried about going out to propose marriage tomorrow, but Bai Ming had nothing to do, and drank more than Tang Shi, the sufferer.

In the end, Bai Ming's drunken eyes drifted away and his footsteps faltered, while Tang Shi could barely stay awake.

The night is warm and cool, and a few warm yellow street lamps shine on the ground, making the night even more charming.

Song Ci stepped on his shadow and strolled on the street with the cat on his back, and Fei Fei peeked out from the space bag in front of him.

After Tang Shi left this afternoon, he reflected on his words and deeds.

It's his fault that he can't tell others about the many things. Tang Shi has done nothing wrong. He is conscientious and fulfills the duties of a traveling companion and bed companion. He really shouldn't be shutting people out because of personal emotional problems.

Moreover, the two of them picked up the cat together. If he wanted to take the cat away when he left, it would be better to tell Tang Shi in advance.

It's okay to stay in the B&B, just happened to be fat and active and always wanted to climb outside, so Song Ci took him out.

Tang Shi's normal off-duty time is 10:30, and it was only nine o'clock when Song Ci arrived. He was thinking about where to go and find a place to stay when he found Tang Shi had come out.

"Meow." Seeing the excited cry of the acquaintance Fei Fei, the little paw patted the outer edge of the cat bag to remind Song Ci to go over.

Song Ci stood on the edge of the curb, staring at the two people opposite, his body was like a frozen sculpture.

The author has something to say: Song Ci: Calculate the time, it’s time to leave with the cub

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