living in the pocket of a nemesis

Ye Tang began to struggle, and said in disbelief, "When did you buy this thing! How long have you been planning it?"

I didn't remember at all that I was the first to say anything without shame.

"I bought it the day before yesterday," Fu Linfeng said slowly, "I didn't report it to you, remember it next time."

"Yeah, there's no need to report this kind of thing," Ye Tang frowned and said, "I'm a little thirsty..."

"That's because you're hard." Fu Linfeng reached out to touch his waist, which made him flinch, and then fell into his arms.

Fu Linfeng sat up, his shirt was half undone, and he stretched out his arms to take out the things in the cabinet.

The package and the words on it even made Ye Tang's eyes a little hot. He seemed to realize what was about to happen now, but after being kissed so softly, he felt that he had no scruples except for a little anxiety, even because the other party left for a short time. I felt unbearable in this little time, and there was an unknown mutter in my throat, I stretched out my hand to stick him again, and kissed the exposed skin with my lips one by one.

Ye Tang began to close his eyes impatiently, pestering him.

Fu Linfeng pushed him back again, but this time he didn't need guidance. Ye Tang hugged him tightly while kissing him, sticking to him.

Ye Tang began to feel hot all over his body, and frowned. He only felt that a simple kiss could not solve the current problem, but he didn't know how to proceed to the next step. Just as he moved his lips to pant and wanted to say something, he was suddenly caught A strong stimulus seized the throat——

"Oh!" he exclaimed in terror.

All of a sudden, Ye Tang felt that his scalp was going to explode.

……

The plan of a day lies in the morning. Ye Tang has always cherished the time in the morning. Every time he practiced the piano, he felt that there was not enough time. He did not expect that after living for 20 years, he felt that this morning was so long for the first time.

Where did the young master suffer from this kind of suffering? After the tossing was finally over, his coquettish energy completely broke out. He lay on the bed unlovely for the whole life, hurt everywhere, and grinned when he moved.

The air in the whole room still lingered in the smell of catharsis. Ye Tang glanced at the trash can, looked at more than one thing that was knotted and thrown in, and turned his face away with a click.

I didn't see it at all.

He didn't want to move at all, his voice was a little hoarse, and he was in a daze from boredom.

In complete contrast to him, Fu Linfeng rushed leisurely, and went to open the door to take the meal he had ordered before. Knowing the other party's temper, he packed the lunch and brought it to the bedroom.

"Eat something casual first?" He came to the side and asked.

"Fuck you!" Ye Tang glared angrily.

After being tossed all morning, his young master's temper turned up, and he began to get angry at Fu Linfeng half-truthfully: "I can't get up! How can I eat!"

"Then..." Compared with him, Fu Linfeng has a very good temper now, and he stopped teasing him, and asked him for advice, "May I feed you?"

"Okay! Then I want to eat crayfish. It's heavy and spicy. You peel it and dip it in the soup before giving it to me." He said unceremoniously, but just wanted to express his anger and turned over. The pain rushed upwards, and Ye Tang immediately "hissed" and changed back to the previous posture.

He was so miserable, and when he looked at Fu Linfeng with clear eyes, he became even angrier.

"Hurry up! I want to eat now!" Ye Tang became more angry, but his voice didn't sound deterrent, and he didn't know if he was being sarcastic or coquettish.

But this time Fu Linfeng didn't let him do what he wanted.

He brought some refreshments with a bowl of authentic casserole porridge.

Ye Tang swept it over and there was no pepper at all: "I don't want it!"

"It's fine if you want to eat." Fu Linfeng didn't mind his current appearance at all, "It's just that you just... Maybe tomorrow..."

"Shut up——" Ye Tang realized the problem after being reminded like this, and then thought that it was thanks to this person that he couldn't eat crayfish now, and even more angry, he still couldn't help stretching out his foot to kick him.

As a result, before he kicked anyone, he was so painful that his face was grim. Ye Tang clutched his waist and felt his legs hurt. After looking at his legs, he felt uncomfortable in his butt. After all, he felt like he was useless, and it was very painful.

There is only one solution to this situation, and that is to wait until the end.

Fu Linfeng put the things down first without complaint, then went to the bed and squatted down and began to coax people: "It's my fault."

Ye Tang snorted, his nose turned high, and he felt a little better.

"I'll take you out to eat later in the evening, or make it at home?"

"Let's stay at home, I want to eat frog porridge." He hummed condescendingly.

"Okay, why don't you just eat something now? Then go take a shower."

Ye Tang raised one arm and began to gasp: "Oh, I can't lift it—"

Just as he was losing his temper, the other party stuffed a shrimp dumpling into his mouth.

Ye Tang whined twice to protest, but he was indeed tired. The aroma of the food rushed into his nose, and finally he chewed it twice, biting through the thin and transparent skin, and tasted a little delicious soup.

...it's delicious.

He swallowed with a stinky face: "Eat another one."

The other party fed him another one.

Ye Tang, who had eaten, finally calmed down. After being served for a while, he sat up from the bed while gasping like a patient: "I will eat by myself."

Fu Linfeng didn't argue with him, but followed him.

After eating, Ye Tang felt that he was really hungry. Even though he couldn't eat the crayfish, he stopped shouting for the time being. He picked up the porridge and drank it one bite at a time, and then he regained some energy: "Pass the phone I will."

The plan to visit An Qiao in the afternoon is impossible to come true, Ye Tang thought angrily, wondering if he could get up to practice the piano at night in this state.

He remembered the piece he played that morning.

He shouldn't have played "Wild-o'-the-wisp" so cheerfully.

He's crazy right now.

But seeing Fu Linfeng busy up and down for himself, he felt a little bit embarrassed after the young master lost his temper, but now he naturally couldn't hold back his face, so he just coughed and changed the subject: "What are you talking about this afternoon?" What plan?"

"Lin Jie will come over later to deliver the materials. It's not a big deal, just deal with it at home." Fu Linfeng said after tidying up the clean tableware.

Hearing what he said, Ye Tang suddenly thought of something, and moved on the bed suddenly: "That's right! The schoolbag I put the game console in last time is still in your office, right? Can you let him bring it here by the way?"

Fu Linfeng responded very readily, and immediately asked the other party to remember to bring his schoolbag.

Anyway, Lin Jie had met him before, so Fu Linfeng said it very naturally: "Last time, my brother's schoolbag was still in my office cubicle, so you can drop by when you come."

Lin Jie had just stepped out of the company's elevator when he received the call, and he immediately agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Jie greeted the two of them as usual when he passed by the front desk, but today the two girls stopped him: "Brother Lin, isn't President Fu here today?"

"Yes, there is something wrong at home, and I'm going to deliver materials to him." He asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just..." One of them paused, and finally asked him curiously, "Brother Lin, do you still remember the younger brother that Mr. Fu took care of a few times before?"

"Remember, what happened?"

"I remember that you didn't remember it! Didn't you watch the dance performance last night?"

"Sweep it casually."

"In there! Isn't the dancer's son the younger brother of Mr. Fu?"

"Hey?"

That project was not under Lin Jie's management, so he didn't take it too seriously.

And the girls at the front desk always like to follow some variety shows, plus An Qiao occasionally shows up in front of the camera, with an enviable experience and the title of a dancer, there will always be a group of followers.

The two are roommates, and one of them had learned dance before, which is why he thought of watching this show.

"I thought it was Mr. Fu's younger brother at the time, but I didn't expect it to be!" another girl said.

"But the point is not this." The first receptionist hesitated to speak, as if he felt that it was not good to continue, and it was the boss's family business after all.

"Forget it, we're just curious anyway, brother Lin, don't take it to heart, and we don't mean to disrespect Mr. Fu." Another receptionist cut the conversation, "But his brother is so cute, playing the piano He was so handsome when he was there."

"Yes, even though I don't know anything about music, I feel very comfortable listening to it."

Lin Jie walked out of the company, his left hand was a serious official document, and his right hand was a game console for the boss' brother.

What the front desk said made him a little curious. He got in the car, thought about it and clicked on last night's variety show.

The tutor and the students are naturally the protagonists in it, but when the progress bar was halfway through, he saw the person the girl at the front desk mentioned.

It turned out to be the son of a dancer, and he came to be a temporary guest by chance.

Lin Jie recalled the Ye Tang he had met before. He looked very young, and his appearance could be said to be exquisite. At first glance, he looked like a child of a rich family.

It's just that I followed Fu Linfeng to work several times, and then played games in the cubicle...

Unexpectedly, he was still a young pianist.

Lin Jie didn't have any musical accomplishments, but he knew that Fu Linfeng did learn music before.He watched the young man on the screen concentrate on playing a piece of music he had never heard before. Even though it was just a video, he still felt refreshed, as if he had bathed in a gentle and pleasant sunshine.

Just as he was about to turn off the video, he heard the person on the screen speak, saying the name of the song he played just now.

After lunch, Ye Tang rested for a while and finally felt less uncomfortable. Although he was still limping when he walked, he was better.

Since he probably won't be able to leave the house today, Ye Tang thought, and also called his mother who had been released by him.

An Qiao's voice was as sweet and gentle as ever: "It's okay, I'm almost finished recording here, I'll be fine when I come back, you don't have to run around all the time."

"Is Tang Tang at home?"

Ye Tang shrank his neck, feeling guilty for a while: "...here."

"Then go out for a walk more, and don't keep playing for too long." An Qiao said.

The guilt in Ye Tang's heart was even heavier, he didn't dare to say that he was not at home at all, maybe An Qiao was rolling on the same bed with her former favorite child when she was recording the program in the morning.

hiss.

He frowned, and finally could only say, "Good mother."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Tang looked at Fu Linfeng and called him.

It's just that when I change positions, I still feel pain in some places.

Beast, Ye Tang cursed in his heart.

Fu Linfeng couldn't hear what he was thinking, but seeing that he was awake, he looked away from the computer, came over and kissed him.

Ye Tang's complaints about not being on the table disappeared.

He now feels like a dream, although it is true that he accelerated the progress bar, but the two of them have really reached this point.

But apart from a little nervousness at the beginning, he actually felt very natural, and didn't think there was anything fast about it.

He was originally thinking, if the object was not Fu Linfeng, would this speed be really too fast.

But just after thinking about it, he quickly killed the thought in his heart. How could there be other options? If it wasn't for Fu Linfeng, how could he be with him.

Ye Tang felt very lucky when he thought of this, and when Fu Linfeng came over, he stretched out his hand, hugged his neck and kissed him.

This kind of tenderness without any desire makes the whole person warm, Ye Tang squinted his eyes and yawned.

"How am I going to tell my mom?" Ye Tang buried his head in his arms, "I always think my dad is okay, he looks strict, but he's not that fierce, and as long as he passes my mom's test, he'll be fine." There's no problem at all."

"That's right, that's right..." He scratched his hair, "I'm not afraid, it's just that it's hard to speak..."

Ye Tang said distressedly: "Don't tell me what you are going to say. This kind of thing requires two people to come together. It won't work if one is missing. You are not allowed to take care of yourself."

"Got it." Fu Linfeng sighed.

"Forget it, I'll go check on her in two days, boil the frogs in warm water, little by little," he said.

Although he thought well, he was still nervous. Fortunately, Fu Linfeng comforted him for a while, and Ye Tang finally calmed down.

"Anyway, if my mother objects, I'll elope with you." He muttered.

In fact, he knew that An Qiao would not object too strongly, but he couldn't predict the impact of this incident on her.

It's useless to think about it any further, Ye Tang changed the subject: "I'm sleepy."

"Then sleep for a while." Fu Linfeng let him hug him, rubbing against him like a kitten.

"Okay." Now Ye Tang was obedient again, and asked Fu Linfeng to wrap himself in the quilt, only showing his head and smiling at him.

Fu Linfeng said: "Then you go to bed first, and I'll go buy dinner for the night."

Ye Tang has always felt that Fu Linfeng has already achieved such a successful career, and he still likes to do many things in life by himself: "You can ask the supermarket to deliver it!"

"I'll go by myself." Fu Linfeng patted him, "Young master has a bad taste, I'm afraid he won't like anything he buys casually."

Ye Tang was coaxed very comfortably by him, and finally leaned over to kiss the tip of his nose again: "It's okay, you can do whatever you want."

"My dad used to cook mediocre, but then he became very good."

"Okay, then go to sleep." Fu Linfeng stood up, "Just wait until I come back."

"By the way, when will Lin Jie come?" Ye Tang asked him before going to bed.

"He said it was afternoon, maybe an hour or two later." Fu Linfeng walked over to change clothes, "I should be back by then."

"But you'd better get dressed, and if you come soon, you can open the door for him."

"Oh." Ye Tang nodded, whether he listened or not is another matter.

Lin Jie was very familiar with Fu Linfeng's home, and he had been here for work reasons before. Fu Linfeng used to work overtime at the company regardless of his busiest time. Lin Jie even had the password of his home.

But since the boss said not to go to work today, it means that I am at home now, so naturally I can't go in directly.

He rang the bell very politely.

He just waited and waited, but he didn't seem to get a response. The doorbell rang for a minute, and Lin Jie wondered if the doorbell inside was broken and he couldn't hear him, so he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Isn't it shopping for groceries? I'll be back so soon—" A voice that I heard on the phone just now suddenly appeared in my ears.

The young man rubbed his eyes and wrinkled his face in dissatisfaction. He seemed to have a bad temper and his voice was impatient.

Just ...

Lin Jie swore he didn't look at it on purpose.

It's just that the pajamas are loose and loose, and the marks on them are so fresh and obvious that you can't understand them.

"Uh--"

Isn't this the younger brother Mr. Fu said?