The Sand Sculpture Actor Awakens

Except for the few serious illnesses when he was bedridden, Ban Zhun had never been so limp.

He had never regretted his decision so much.

Teenage boys are the devil.

Too top.

Ban Zhun looked at the ceiling and heaved a long sigh.

"What's bothering you?"

The young man beside him stretched out his long arms, pulled Ban Zhun into his arms, and rubbed his master's shoulder affectionately like a large working dog that had completed a task.

Ban Zhun turned his head sideways, gave Rong Qian a shameful look, and asked him back, "What do you think?"

Rong Qian smiled and rubbed the plush cat ears he didn't allow Ban Zhun to take off from his head, and leaned over to kiss him:

"Brother, this is...the best birthday present I've ever received."

"I feel that way for you."

Ban Zhun let him rub his hair out of static electricity, and even slightly raised his chin in response to Rong Qian's caress.

"Brother, I still want a gift like this for my next birthday, is that okay?"

Ban Zhun's ears were itchy from being rubbed by him, he shrank his neck in embarrassment and wanted to avoid it, but Rong Qian relentlessly approached him.

Thinking of his own experience just now, Ban Zhun dared to agree to his request so easily, he immediately shook his head, but worried that Rong Qian would be dissatisfied by directly refusing, so he persuaded him tactfully:

"Gifts are precious because they don't come easily. If every day is the same as before, do you think your body can withstand it?"

Neither humble nor overbearing, justified and well-founded, Rong Qian would refute his preaching without reason, so...

"I can stand it."

Rong Qian was extremely confident.

After finishing speaking, seeing that Ban Zhun seemed to regret saying this, he hurriedly put a high hat on Ban Zhun:

"If my brother can let me encounter this good thing every day, I will be willing to be a vegetarian for ten years."

Ban Zhun: "..."

This brat can stand it, but his old arms and legs can't stand it!

Seeing this situation, Ban Zhun decided to change the topic to discuss with Rong Qian.

"By the way, the cake is still in the refrigerator for four hours... I don't know if I can eat it..."

When he was talking, Ban Zhun pursed his lips regretfully, and looked at Rong Qian obviously waiting for Rong Qian to say "Of course I can eat it", and then he was going to get the cake happily.

He glanced at the time on the wall, and found that the clock showed exactly [-]:[-] at night, and Rong Qian's birthday had not yet passed.

Fortunately, fortunately, there is still time.

Hearing Ban Zhun's question, Rong Qian was not willing to let the little sea otter look disappointed, nodded obediently, and gave him an affirmative answer:

"Of course it can be eaten. Which refrigerator is it in? I'll get it."

"No, I'll just go."

Ban Zhun bent his elbows, sat up on the pillow, and gave Rong Qian another task.

"I'm going to clean up the floor in a while..." It's all water.

Rong Qian responded with a smile, and when his eyes fell on Ban Zhun, his heart stopped suddenly.

Even after going through the previous toss that could almost be regarded as traumatic, the skirt on Ban Zhun's body was not completely taken off. This time when he got up, the complicated and messy hem of the skirt swayed a few times with his movements.

When he was not with Rong Qian in the past, Ban Zhun didn't dabble in this kind of uniform temptation at all. He did it last night because he saw everyone doing it on the Internet, so he learned to make Rong Qian happy.

To say that apart from knowing his sexual orientation in his heart, he can even be said to be a completely straight man.

Therefore, Ban Zhun had no idea that he suddenly stood up from the bed in this appearance, and walked out of the door with some staggering support on the table. What a stimulating visual feast for Rong Qian at this time.

Rong Qian held his breath, for fear of missing half a second of beautiful scenery.

His sea otter has grown up, and it will not be so easy to trick him into dressing like this.

Ban Zhun has been busy outside for a long time.

He took out the cake he had carefully made from the refrigerator, and inserted candles one by one according to Rong Qian's age, with an uncontrollable smile of joy on his lips.

He knew that Rong Qian also understood how he wanted to celebrate his birthday, so he didn't come out with him.

This kind of behavior that created a sense of expectation made Ban Zhun feel extremely nervous, and was very worried that he would not be able to do this well.

However, many things closely follow Murphy's Law, the more you worry about something, the more it will happen.

Just as he was lighting the candles, carrying the cake and slowly walking towards the bedroom in the direction of the faint light in the living room, Banzhu Mao suddenly appeared out of nowhere, jumping over Ban Zhun's shoulder with extremely superior jumping power ——

With a "click", the tray unambiguously turned over under Banzhu Mao's slightly cruel movements.

The double-layered cake hit the carpet in an instant, and even the candles were extinguished together, and the cream was trampled to pieces by the fleeing pigs.

"Damn! Banzhu Mao, you are not afraid of burning your feet! My cake!"

Ban Zhun didn't have time to take care of his hoarse voice before, and stretched out his trembling fingers, pointing all the way in the direction of Banzhu Mao's escape, as if trying to get the little thing to come over and apologize to him.

"What's the matter?"

Rong Qian sat on the bed and heard the movement. He didn't even bother to put on his short sleeves, and hurried out of the bedroom.

"...the cake was trampled over by pig hairs," Ban Zhun couldn't see the furnishings in the house clearly, and when he said these words, he was obviously a little helpless, "I can't eat it..."

The voice was stained with a bit of grievance.

The usual strong appearance was completely stripped away by the thick night, and the sea otter pitifully clung to Rong Qian's arm.

Rong Qian couldn't help squatting beside him distressedly, turned on the floor lamp to check the damage of the cake, and found that only the first layer on the top was buckled on the ground, and the lower layer was still intact.

Might be able to save it.

"Mmm..."

Banzhumao seemed to know that he had made a mistake, and was dejectedly pushed by the fast-growing Banjimao on top of his head.

"Look at you getting mad at Dad."

Rong Qian pinched Ban Zhumao's ears, signaling it to look at the melancholy Ban Zhun.

In this world, from people to dogs to cats, they all like to bully people who are good to them. Obviously, Banzhu Mao also understands this truth.

Seeing that Ban Zhun looked a bit difficult to coax, Ban Zhumao suddenly became more irritable than Ban Zhun, grunting in his throat, and made do with Ban Zhun's hand while frying Mao Mao, expressing the softest apology in the fiercest way.

Rong Qian waved his hand, motioned for Ban Zhun to take Ban Zhun back to the cat's nest, supervised the two of them to lie down in the nest, then turned around, kissed Ban Zhun's lips lightly, and comforted him in a warm voice :

"Okay, don't worry."

Ban Zhun looked back at the positions of the two cubs, then unhappily pushed Rong Qian's arm around him, and bit his lips angrily:

"Why don't you rush, I've been working on it for a long time, and now it's all wasted."

"It's not wasted, it's still edible."

Rong Qian looked at Ban Zhun's water-colored lips with deep meaning.

Ban Zhun was puzzled: "How to eat?"

Rong Qian stretched out his index finger and scooped out a ball of creamy cream. Under Ban Zhun's bewildered gaze, he focused as if he was making a devout gift to the gods and Buddhas. He slowly rubbed the cream on Ban Zhun's shoulder, following the trend. Push the sluggish sea otter down on the rug:

"This way...you can eat it."

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Ban Zhun felt very ashamed of the experience of being made to laugh and cry, and did not respond to any of Rong Qian's flattery for three full days.

Not only that, in order to prove that his status has not been shaken in the slightest by Rong Qian's behavior, Ban Zhun lingered in various bars and clubs all day long after the shooting, and did not take Rong Qian's daughter-in-law to stop him at all. thing.

At first once or twice, Rongqian was acceptable, as long as he went to the address Zhen Bujia sent him after work every day to stay for a while, but Ban Zhun didn't go home for four or five days in a row. This method completely made Rong Qian feel that he could no longer sit idly by on this matter.

Finally, when Han Jian was also invited by others to enter the box where Ban Zhun was, Rong Qian lost his composure, and directly pushed the door and walked in. The box door is rolled out.

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

Han Jian was so angry that his whole body was trembling, but the moment he was grabbed by Rong Qian, he understood the difference between himself and Rong Qian, and when Rong Qian glanced over at him, he immediately Quit the flags and drums.

Ban Zhun has always been at the wine table like a fish in water, when Rong sneaked into the room, he was holding a wine bottle to compete with others.

Rong Qian held the wine bottle from Ban Zhun's back and took it off lightly.

Ban Zhun thought it was one of those dishonest hands and feet, subconsciously swung his elbow backwards, almost hitting Rong Qian in the face, and cursed at the same time: "Get out!"

Rong Qian's face suddenly became a little ugly, but what he said made Ban Zhun, who turned around and recognized him, startled in place:

"Maybe, it's really me... I have taken too much care, sorry."

"Rong Qian, you are..."

I'm afraid he didn't say these words because he was mad, and he would be killed by this little kid after returning home.

Ban Zhun hurriedly put the wine glass on the table, ignoring the onlookers of Han Jian and colleagues in the circle, with an awkward but polite smile, he put his arms around Rong Qian's waist, and with a little force, he wanted to take him out of the door :

"Go, darling, let's go outside and talk."

When Rong Qian was outside, he always gave Ban Zhun enough face, making others believe that Ban Zhun is definitely a fierce one, although everyone has a clear understanding of the details of this matter in their eyes and hearts.

Rong Qian, who followed Ban Zhun to the outside of the box, pursed his lips unhappily, deliberately not looking at Ban Zhun's face, and muttered softly, "Why do you have to come out and say it?"

Ban Zhun was already angry enough, not to mention seeing Rong Qiang showing such a pitiful expression, I don't know how happy he is.

"Baby, I just came out to celebrate, I really didn't do anything else."

He kissed Rong Qian's lips, expressing that he definitely has the demeanor of maintaining a perfect husband, and treats all the flowers and plants outside as if they don't exist.

Rong Qian stared into Ban Zhun's eyes dubiously, but it seemed that he wanted to get a few more proactive kisses from Ban Zhun.

Ban Zhun saw the intention in his eyes, and happily kissed him a few more times as a reward. He also pressed his hand on Rong Qian's back and stroked it lightly. Through his clothes, he pressed the tattoo on the back of the young man's shoulder blade time after time. .

"Miss me? Are you still angry with me? I really didn't do anything to be sorry for you."

Ban Zhun drank quite a bit during the emotional drinking session, so there was a bit of hoarseness in his muffled smile.

Unexpectedly, the cold-faced Rong Qian said something that Ban Zhun couldn't understand without warning:

"Is this really the case? Zhunzhun, you know, even Jasper like this would have dreams of wanting to sleep in the same bed with Zhunzhun."

Ban Zhun had already passed the age of the second year of middle school, so naturally he didn't know much about these things. As soon as he heard Rong Qian say such words, he couldn't react for a while.

"what?"

The more Rong Qian talked, the more energetic he became:

"I am allowed to hate me like this, and I have to blame myself."

Ban Zhun: "?"

Rong Qian talked and even added movements.

He suddenly clenched two fists that made others feel terrified when they saw them, and pressed their fingers together, then pressed against Ban Zhun's chest, using a voice that sounded like he was trying hard to maintain it Said to Ban Zhun:

"Jasper must, must solve this kind of trouble, and can't let Zhunzhun have this kind of trouble, so please don't be discouraged by Zhunzhun."

Ban Zhun: "..."

How many years has it been marinated in the big vat of SUKI literature to be so tasty?

The author has something to say:

Class Boss: Am I a bit too much? I made our family Hongxing angry

Mrs. Ben: No, we will be happier, Ah Zhun!

Little Donkey: Rong Sang, the cherry blossoms in my hometown are blooming again

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