can i borrow your white paint

Because the gate was open today, the four slipped away smoothly in the afternoon.

"Brother Fang, pass me your pissing cow ball!"

Like someone who hasn't eaten in a year, Bao Rui reached out to Fang Hengzhi as soon as he swallowed the fat beef roll in his mouth.

Fang Heng gave him a disgusted look, and helped him put the beef balls into the pot: "How can you be so hungry? Chu Xia abused you?"

"My brother, you two secretly call for someone to bring you warmth every day at noon, you won't understand our pain!" Bao Rui wiped away his empty tears, "I haven't been home for more than half a month, it's been a long time Had a great meal!"

Si Yunan kept struggling with the rice cakes on the plate, and gave a thumbs up in disapproval.

Cheng Yi kicked them happily: "It's not that I didn't share it with you, what about it?"

"That can only satisfy a small gluttony." Bao Rui smiled flatteringly, and picked out a large piece of wagyu beef for him with serving chopsticks, "Isn't this a blessing from you two to satisfy a big gluttony?"

Fang Heng clicked his tongue, and snapped his hand open: "Eat more and talk less, stay away."

"Careful." Bao Rui muttered, and withdrew his hand aggrieved.

Si Yunan laughed at him: "Brother Fang hasn't even brought food to Brother Yi, you just started doing it right away, if you don't beat him, who will you beat?"

Bao Rui thought about it, and instantly felt relieved.

Cheng Yi felt that there was something in their words, and he looked at this and that strangely, always feeling that something was not right.

Fang Hengzhi didn't care that much, or he didn't care at all.

He took the man's empty dipping bowl and replaced it, as if by magic, with a full one.

"Aren't you going to take the school exam?" He asked the two people opposite.

Bao Rui shook his head resolutely: "Forget it, I don't have this talent, I would be thankful if I could pass [-] in the UEC."

Si Yunan was a little entangled: "You can't say that, some people are suitable for the style of school exams. Last year, didn't our senior sister with more than 210 go to the United States?"

"That's what I said," Bao Rui sighed, "I don't dare to gamble. It will take a few months to go to the school exam, and there will be no time to study culture when I come back. I'm afraid I won't be able to pass the undergraduate course of culture."

This was also something that Si Yunan was worried about, and he also took a mouthful of fish melancholy: "Ah, I'm so tired from going to school."

Bao Rui: "At the age of 17, I have endured too many things beyond my age."

"Well, it's mainly my mother." Si Yunan said, "She doesn't really want me to enter the Academy of Fine Arts either."

"My mother is too." Bao Rui nodded and looked at Cheng Yi: "Where is Brother Yi? Brother Yi must be going to take the school exam, right?"

He thought Cheng Yi would nod affirmatively, but he didn't expect the other party to be silent too.

Si Yunan was surprised and said, "No way, brother Yi, you don't plan to take the school exam, do you?"

The training for the school exam is not in early summer. The two masters of the school exam gather in Beijing and Hangzhou. If you really want to get into a good art academy, you still have to go here.

The reason for Cheng Yi's hesitation was actually the same as that of Si Yunan and Bao Rui. He was afraid that if he lost the fight, the gain would outweigh the loss.

"The school exam time has been delayed for too long, and I'm still thinking about it."

And the cost of the school test is not lower than the unified test.

The cost of living in Beijing and Hangzhou is not cheap.

Hearing what he said, Fang Hengzhi frowned. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Bao Rui from the opposite side ask him again.

"Where's Brother Fang? Brother Fang shouldn't have to worry about cultural lessons, should you go?"

This question made Fang Hengzhi also silent.

Frowning in surprise, it turned into Cheng Yi.

He looked at the tight corners of the man's lips, and unexpectedly tapped his fingers on the table: "I didn't know before, do you still have plans not to go?"

Fang Heng asked if he knew the answer: "I didn't know you were hesitating before."

Cheng Yi: "..." Unable to refute.

Both of them were at a loss, and no one said anything more.

Bao Rui and Si Yunan glanced at each other, and slowly let go of the frantic motion of delivering food to their mouths.

Si Yunan asked cautiously, "Is your two elders... arguing?"

Bao Rui added: "Do you need to avoid it?"

Cheng Yi: "..."

He laughed in his heart: "There is no quarrel."

"And even if it's a quarrel, why are you two panicking?"

Siyu Nan nunu mouth.

If there is a real quarrel, it's not suitable for them to be here.

The young couple's method of quarreling and reconciling is definitely different from theirs. They are too in the way here.

He and Bao Rui knew each other well, but they didn't say anything.

Because after eating, they had to go back to each house to find their mothers, and the four of them didn't drink any alcohol, so they simply finished a few bottles of juice and then dispersed.

Both Bao Rui and Si Yunan's house were quite far away, and it was not safe to take a taxi at night, so Fang Hengzhi directly called his own driver to see them off.

When the two sat in the cayenne, their expressions were quite dazed.

For the first time in life, it is worth remembering.

Cheng Yi watched the car leave, shrinking his neck in the cool evening wind.

Fang Hengzhi looked at him sideways: "Cold?"

"A little bit."

Fang Hengzhi looked around and led him into a tavern.

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows: "Why, you still have to drink at night? Are you afraid that Uncle Fang will beat you up?"

"He and my mother are not at home tonight, I'll go to your house to sleep." Fang Hengzhi waved to the boss, "Two bottles of sake?"

"I can do it."

"Then have a bottle of sake and a bottle of plum wine." Fang Hengzhi said, "I've been to this store before, and the plum wine is quite delicious, but the stamina is a bit strong. Are you okay?"

Cheng Yi changed his posture and sat down, and said displeasedly, "Who do you look down on?"

Fang Heng laughed knowingly: "It's okay, I was wrong. You sit here for a while, and I'll go out to use the bathroom."

Cheng Yi raised his chin, sure.

The decoration of this tavern is quite simple and elegant, few people are drinking beer in bundles, most of them order a glass of fancy wine and sip slowly.

Although it is very comfortable, it always feels less flavorful.

But after all, tonight is not here to fight for wine, and it is barely enough.

He propped his head on one hand, and looked at the boss in front of the counter busy with his mind.

There are two months left before the unified examination, he is not worried about the unified examination, but now he is just wondering whether he should take the school examination or not.

It may be because of a certain person. Originally, he just wanted to get into a university and barely survive the rest of his life, but now he became greedy.

He didn't want to just barely survive, he wanted to be good enough, good enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with someone.

It's not that he has the determination to spend his whole life with this person right now, but at least right now, he doesn't want to be left too far behind.

At least it can't be because of personal reasons that I can't catch up with this person.

But... Fang Hengzhi didn't say before that he didn't want to go to the Academy of Fine Arts.

Cheng Yi poked his chin with his little finger in embarrassment.

Although Fang Hengzhi didn't say anything while eating hot pot just now, he just felt that this person didn't want to take the school exam.

I don't know what happened, but at least he had a strong tendency to take the school exam before, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen the class of the Academy of Fine Arts, but now he hesitated too much.

To be honest, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want this person to take the school exam.

Like Qiao Tingsheng, he didn't think the Academy of Fine Arts was the best home for this person.

This person's head is not best suited for this.

But he never said it because he respected Fang Hengzhi's interests and choices.

Because Fang Heng knows, no matter what he chooses, Cheng Yi is confident that this person will be able to make a career.

The people he likes are really powerful.

But that doesn't mean that he won't feel unhappy knowing that this person has careful intentions to hide from him.

Cheng Yi was not very happy.

Fang Hengzhi came back quickly, went to the toilet, and brought a paper bag when he came back.

"Here." He put the paper bag on the table, "Coat, put it on when you go out later."

The sake and plum wine they ordered had already been poured by the boss and placed in front of them.

Cheng Yi tested the temperature and passed the wine over: "Nuannuan."

Fang Hengzhi drank it all in one gulp: "It's not enough to drink a warm bar today."

"You should pay attention to keeping warm when the season changes." Cheng Yi said, "Come on, sit down and settle the score."

Fang Hengzhi: "..."

The warm yellow light was particularly noticeable on the drowsy street, and they sat by the one-way glass of the bistro, watching the people coming and going.

Fang Hengzhi exhaled, and sipped the remaining wine on his lips.

After a while, he said, "Brother Yi, am I not suitable for studying art?"

Perhaps because of the alcohol, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Speak the truth, don't coax me."

Cheng Yi paused, stretched his arms and leaned against the armrest of the sofa.

He thought for a while and said, "I don't think it's very important. If you don't want to learn, then I won't stop you."

He didn't say it directly, but the meaning was obvious.

Fang Hengzhi smiled helplessly: "If you don't coax him, you really won't coax him?"

Cheng Yi didn't speak, his back tensed, he leaned forward, and took the other's hand holding the wine glass.

His hands were not as warm as the man's, and a slightly cool touch covered them, making the man's hands tremble.

"Isn't this coaxing?" he said.

Fang Hengzhi stared at the two hands twisted and intertwined by the wine through the wine glass.

He closed his eyes for a moment, and what he said seemed to be gritted his teeth: "You're really good."

Cheng Yi smiled shortly.

He moved his thumb: "Don't do it, what do you think?"

"I said I want to try, but you really don't want to persuade me?"

Cheng Yi said: "I don't advise you, but I will give you a specific analysis of the specific situation."

Fang Hengzhi became interested: "Then analyze and analyze."

Cheng Yi's voice was neither soft nor heavy, without any emotion at all, as if analyzing from a purely rational point of view: "The difficulty of the questions in the third year of high school has risen too fast, Fang Hengzhi, you have to know that even if it is you, If you don’t touch cultural classes for a few months, your grades will drop drastically.”

Fang Hengzhi was about to say something when he was interrupted again.

"Don't say that you can take care of it together. First of all, I won't let you do your body like this. Second, do you really think that you can learn the content of the school exam well without letting go of the culture class?"

"The unified exam gives you half a year to practice, and the school exam only lasts for three months. Fang Heng knows that you are not omnipotent."

People always have to accept that their hearts are more than enough but their strength is not enough. This is a situation that everyone will encounter.

Fang Heng knew that it had been smooth sailing for 17 years, and this was the first time.

His hand moved slightly.

Cheng Yi let go of his hand knowingly, and watched him take a sip of the cool plum wine.

"Your analysis is more useful than persuasion." Fang Hengzhi looked at Cheng Yi and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Then what to do, I can't persuade you." Cheng Yi sighed, "Persuading people brings too much subjective emotion, and I can't talk about it."

"But I don't mean to stop you." He added, "I believe in your choice."

Fang Hengzhi lost his mind for a while, and then let out a casual "hmm".

After the two finished their drinks, they went out and waved to the car with double flashes in the distance.

The black Porsche closed its double flashing lights and drove this way.

Fang Hengzhi opened the car door for Cheng Yi, and said to the front, "Go to Linwan Road."

The driver nodded.

Cheng Yi lowered his eyes with joy: "Are you really going to my house?"

"What else? You want to drive me home this late at night?" Fang Heng looked at him incredulously, "Aren't you worried about me living alone as a minor?"

"I'm a minor and live alone with a child." Cheng Yi choked back rudely.

"So I can't rest assured to stay with you!" Fang Hengzhi spoke confidently, as if the reason was really that, "Have you been moved?"

Cheng Yi rolled his eyes and fell silent.

After a while, Fang Hengzhi's phone vibrated.

He picked it up and saw that it was the person beside him who sent the message.

——[Cheng Moutong is at Brother Bai's house. ]

Fang Hengzhi was stunned for several seconds, but he didn't realize the meaning of this sentence all at once.

Probably because he didn't reply for a long time, the person opposite got impatient, so he sent another message.

--[Go to your home. ]

Fang Heng turned off the phone with a swish.

He turned his head to look at the person beside him, only to find that the person had closed his eyes, and he didn't know if he was really asleep or just pretending.

He lightly touched his upper jaw with the tip of his tongue, and kicked the chassis of the driver's seat with his foot.

"Don't go to Linwan Road, go to Azure International."

Cheng Yi closed his eyes, and the deep voice fell in his ears, making his ears itchy.

He didn't quite understand, this simple sentence made him somehow feel a little flirting in it.

Maybe this is a guilty conscience?

Probably because the stamina of the sake came up, Cheng Yi felt heat and drunkenness creeping up his face.

Going back to Azure International, of course not going to Fang Dae's big villa.

The elevator in the apartment building is directly connected to the resident's room. As soon as the two entered the elevator, Cheng Yi felt his waist tighten.

He staggered two steps back to the elevator wall, gasped: "What are you doing?"

"Principal Cheng," Fang Hengzhi rubbed against his ear, his breathing could be heard clearly, "Do you know that it is very dangerous to go home with the elders at night?"

Resisting the urge to grind his ears, Cheng Yi sneered: "What's the danger, you're a minor."

"..." Fang Hengzhi fell silent.

I usually don't feel it, but at this time, the lethality of these three words is particularly powerful.

It's like eagerly waiting for Double Eleven to empty the shopping cart but suddenly find that there is no money in the card.

Cheng Yi felt that if this person had ears, they must be drooping now.

He leaned on the other's shoulder and muffled a laugh for a while.

Fang Heng pinched his waist bitterly: "Little heartless, you still laugh?"

Cheng Yi groaned and knocked off his paw: "Then shall I still cry for you?"

Fang Hengzhi really thought about it: "Isn't it impossible?"

"Get out." Cheng Yi kicked him.

Just then, the elevator door opened.

He untied the person from himself quite quickly, went out and opened the fingerprint lock.

Fang Hengzhi followed behind him, and said cheerfully, "Yes, I'm getting more and more proficient."

"You have the face to say, I wondered why you took a classmate home for the first time and asked for fingerprints."

"Then you understand now?"

"Understood." Cheng Yi looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, "It turns out that he was plotting against me."

Fang Hengzhi acquiesced to his statement, and collapsed on the sofa: "It's not entirely accurate, isn't this something unruly and we can't do it?"

"Then hold on." Cheng Yi said.

"It's so ruthless!" Fang Hengzhi reprimanded, "Is this your attitude towards your boyfriend?!"

"Then what do you think is the attitude towards your boyfriend?" Cheng Yi poured a glass of water for both of them, sat in front of him, and looked at him carelessly with his legs crossed.

This time, Fang Heng was really stunned.

What is your attitude towards your boyfriend?

How can he know?He is also talking for the first time.

After a while, he hesitated and said, "Otherwise...think about it?"

Cheng Yi stretched, yawned and said vaguely, "Then think about it."

"Can I do this alone?" Fang Hengzhi said, "Shouldn't we think about it together?"

"Ah..." Cheng Yi rubbed his eyes, half-squinted and blinked, "For example?"

Fang Hengzhi smiled, and patted his leg: "For example, you sit down first and give me a kiss?"

"..."

Cheng Yi laughed angrily: "Why did I sit over and not you?"

Fang Hengzhi was surprised: "Isn't this a matter of course?"

Cheng Yi's breath was held in his chest, and he didn't recover for a long time.

Seeing that he was pissed off, Fang Hengzhi also compromised and stood up: "OK, OK, I'll sit down."

Cheng Yi leaned back on the back of the sofa and hummed, "It's almost..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt his shoulders being clamped hard, making him unable to move.

The familiar temperature hit his face, he only felt that his thighs sank, and his vision was completely occupied by someone.

Fang Hengzhi was really shameless, and he didn't feel embarrassed to sit on his lap, just a few centimeters in front of him, looking at him with a smile on his face.

In the end, Cheng Yi was defeated and took the initiative to look away.

He heard the man chuckle a few times.

Just as he was about to swear unconvinced, he felt a heat on his lips, and his originally fairly regular breathing was instantly disrupted.

Fang Hengzhi's kiss was very light and gentle at the beginning, without any intention of overreaching.

But Cheng Yi was so kissed that he almost couldn't breathe.

The bastard is obviously sitting on his lap, why does it feel like being pressed?

He pinched the other person's waist hard, and kissed back not to be outdone.

So the originally gentle and romantic kiss was instantly changed by this one.

Cheng Yi's hand gradually lost strength and fell from the waist of the man on his body.

Fang Hengzhi gave a short laugh, got up, and changed from sitting to kneeling on the sofa, with his hands propped on the back of the sofa, leaning over to continue the "unruly" thing.

He staggered a little distance, gave the man a little space to breathe, and asked with the corner of his lips: "Apart from this, what else can a minor do?"

"Enough is enough." Cheng Yi panted, staring at him with red eyes, "No more homework? Nine sheets."

"... At a time like this, can you not talk about it?" Fang Hengzhi bit him as if venting, and let go when he heard the man's gasp, "Can't we draw after kissing for a while?"

Cheng Yi smiled: "Alright."

Fang Hengzhi was very satisfied with the answer, turned his head away and planned to continue.

But the other party avoided it.

He raised his eyes puzzled.

Cheng Yi kissed him reassuringly, and said in a low voice, "Don't let this kiss go, aren't you tired from kneeling?"

Fang Hengzhi wanted to say that if he could kiss for a while, he wouldn't be tired all day.

But what the man said next was so hard that he swallowed the sentence back.

Cheng Yi said, "Go to bed."

He originally meant that it would be convenient for her to sleep directly when she was tired.

But obviously, someone misunderstood what he meant.

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