The door was open, the Tesla in front of the door was unlocked, and the trunk opened a crack. Zhuang Fanxin entered the house and walked to the front of the building, and heard the sound of slippers stepping on the floor.
He went upstairs quietly, in case he changed his clothes first, and even if he didn't change, he still had to put away the little underpants that were not dried. When everything was ready, he made tea or cut fruits by himself, and asked Zhuang Xianyang and Zhao Jianqiu to sit down together and listen to what he had to say.
Zhuang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, saying that he and Gu Zhuoyan were in a relationship, and in essence he was coming out of the closet, so he was inevitably a little nervous.
Halfway up the stairs, the movement on the second floor was from far to near, Zhao Jianqiu turned out with his skirt on, and was startled when he saw him: "Why are you silent, you just came back?"
Zhuang Fanxin leaned against the wall and raised his face, quietly "Hmm".
Zhao Jianqiu asked: "I called you so much yesterday, why didn't you answer?"
"Uh," Zhuang Fan hesitated, "I drank too much at Grandpa Xue's house.
" Come back at dawn?"
Zhuang Fan didn't dare to answer, he didn't return at night, in his impression, this is not an aboveboard word, it seems to imply a secret carelessness, shameful, and he can't say what he did during the night when he didn't return.
Zhao Jianqiu scolded him softly, the distance between the two families was less than 100 meters, and he could climb back, but he was bothering others at home during the holidays, can we be trusted.
Zhuang Fan lowered his eyebrows and nodded sympathetically, thinking to himself, how could he have the strength to crawl back, and asked Gu Zhuoyan to hold his waist and shoulder his legs, playing like a boneless thing all afternoon, he didn't know how dark it was , I only know that there are black hairs in front of my eyes.
Fortunately, Zhao Jianqiu didn't say much, he seemed to be tidying up the room, went downstairs, brought the U-shaped pillow from the sofa, passed by Zhuang Fanxin thinking his son was in the way, and slapped his butt.
"—Ah!" Zhuang Fan couldn't hold back.
"What are you calling?" Zhao Jianqiu asked strangely, "As for it? Why are you still crying?"
At that moment, the swelling and pain swept through the whole body, and the scalp became numb. As strong as yesterday's pleasure, the pain at this moment was so awesome. Zhuang Fanxin wiped away the burst of tears, bit his lower lip and forced it, his buttocks stretched as tight as a compressed biscuit.
He leaned against the wall for a long time, and then raised his legs to fight. The weak willows of Fufeng were not as delicate as him. When he climbed to the second floor, the living room was a little messy, and Zhao Jianqiu was going in and out to find things.
"Fan Xin is back?" Zhuang Xianyang called him.
Walking outside the bedroom, Zhuang Fan saw that there were suitcases spread out on the floor. Zhuang Xianyang squatted in front of the suitcase and folded his clothes. The U-shaped pillow just now was also placed inside.
"Dad, are you going on a business trip?" he asked.
Zhuang Xianyang replied, "Fly to Los Angeles."
Zhuang Fan didn't know what to do, so he said, "What's wrong?"
Zhuang Xianyang said, "Your grandfather is ill." When there
was a phone call in the United States, he left immediately, and he didn't even have time to go to the Academy of Fine Arts to ask for a leave of absence. In class, Zhuang Xianyang gave Zhuang Fanxin the leave request form and related instructions, and asked him to go to Pei Zhi's house in two days, and hand it over to Professor Pei to arrange.
In a hurry, I simply packed up and went to the airport. Zhao Jianqiu drove the car, and Zhuang Fanxin didn't change his clothes, so he went along with him. He was sitting in the back alone, very languid. It was always sad to be sick, and he couldn't see him right away across the ocean.
There was such a trouble in early spring. At that time, Zhuang Xianyang flew over in a hurry and stayed there for about ten days. A few months ago, Zhuang Fanxin returned home early after the game was over. It was also because his grandfather was not in good health and had no energy to play with him.
"Dad," Zhuang Fanxin said, "what did grandma say?"
Zhuang Xianyang said: "The specific situation is not clear, I can learn more about it in the past." He turned around and said, "Grandma told me to hide it from you, for fear of your final review meeting. Heart, you just pretend you don't know."
Zhuang Fan was so speechless: "I know how to pretend?"
"Anyway, you don't have to worry too much and do your own thing." Zhuang Xianyang looked out the window, "Old man, you are sick. It is inevitable, I will take care of my father, and you will take care of your mother at home."
Zhao Jianqiu held the steering wheel and said, expecting him to take care of it, it would be good not to cause trouble. Zhuang Fan felt wronged, he didn't return overnight, he didn't have this attitude when using him to weed and fertilize.
"Baby." However, Zhao Jianqiu didn't appreciate it, "I don't ask you to help me with my work, I just ask you not to embarrass me. You used to go to Xiao Gu's house to eat, and now you are still sleeping. I am so embarrassed to meet Grandpa Xue. "
Zhuang Xianyang said, "If Xiao Gu was a girl, I would even suspect that you would go to his house in the future."
Zhuang Fan couldn't argue with all the talk, but his grandfather was ill at this juncture and hurried to catch the plane. , he did not dare to rashly confess.
He understands the pressure of his parents, but he is not sure how his parents will react. Forget it, let's talk about it when Zhuang Xianyang comes back.
After sending Zhuang Xianyang to the airport, the mother and his wife were left on the return journey. Zhao Jianqiu was too lazy to cook and drove his car to find a restaurant. But it was hard for Zhuang Fanxin's little ass, as soon as it opened, it was manipulated so hard, received a slap, and sat in the car for nearly two hours.
He curled up on the co-pilot and shivered, Mom, have a good time, you can eat anything.
Zhao Jianqiuquan ignored it, the small restaurant was unsanitary, and the theme restaurant had to be ranked, and finally found a private kitchen. When I was eating, I saw Zhuang Fan's face was red and pink, and his eyelids were drooping, and he suspected that the wine's energy had not subsided.
Zhuang Fanxin lowered his head to eat the fresh bamboo rolls with seaweed, the zipper was pulled to the top, and patiently asked for a long time: "Mom, is the temperature in this restaurant a little low?"
"No." Zhao Jianqiu served him soup, "You are cold, drink some heat Yes ."
Zhuang Fan didn't dare to eat more, so he stopped after drinking two sips of soup. After eating, it was very cold when he came home. He went under the covers and secretly clipped the thermometer for a while. It was 38 degrees, and he really had a fever.
He stared at the ceiling in a daze, is this fever because of the one with Gu Zhuoyan?
I thought Pei Zhi was absurd before, but it turned out that he wasn't much better.
At the end of the alley, Gu Zhuoyan led Bond out and used the name of walking the dog to spy on the dealer's situation. Zhuang Fan said in his heart that he would come out of the closet. After three or four hours, there was no movement at all.
Hanging around outside the gate, Gu Zhuoyan sent a message to Zhuang Fanxin: "How is it?"
Zhuang Fanxin replied, "I have a fever."
Gu Zhuoyan forgot about it after reading it, threw the dog back, and ran to the community clinic to prescribe antipyretics. When Zhao Jianqiu came to open the door, he suddenly remembered coming out of the closet.
"Little Gu is here." Zhao Jianqiu was very enthusiastic, "Fanxin disturbed you last night." Gu
Zhuoyan hurriedly said, "No, no."
Son-in-law, the more you look at it, the more pleasing the eye is... He asked dully: "Auntie, uncle is not at home?"
Zhao Jianqiu said, "I went to Los Angeles to see Fanxin's grandparents."
Gu Zhuoyan nodded, and only flew to the United States during the three-day holiday. Is something wrong? After greeting him, he went upstairs, entered the bedroom and saw Zhuang Fanxin, who was lying on the bed in a small lump, burning in a daze.
After locking the door, Gu Zhuoyan sat beside the bed to feed Zhuang Fanxin the medicine, and said, "I just lie down by myself, why didn't I tell my aunt?"
Zhuang Fanxin answered honestly and did not dare. Looking at Gu Zhuoyan's eyes, he wrapped it around him, put his arms around Gu Zhuoyan's waist and placed it on the other's shoulder, saying, "You did it all, so I'm ashamed to let my mother know."
Gu Zhuoyan was puzzled: "I wrapped you tightly with a quilt last night, you shouldn't catch a cold and have a fever."
Zhuang Fan was silent for a while, like a martial arts practitioner, before he made a move to lift his qi, brewing a little bit, until the brewing Emotionally skilled, he mixed up yesterday’s dream-like lingering, today’s pain and muscle aches, and even the trivial bits and pieces from before, and spit it out together: “It was you who
fucked !” The taste is very reckless, very happy. Zhuang Fan's heart was savage, and Gu Zhuoyan's lowered eyes turned soft, and he pulled down the other's collar and licked the tooth mark. The temperature of his lips and tongue was so hot that Gu Zhuoyan's breath was messy when he licked it.
This is probably the case when the love is strong, the fever still wants to be promiscuous, and the other reason is left, but can't help this temptation. Cross-neck rubbing, commonly known as intimacy.
Zhuang Fanxin leaned on Gu Zhuoyan's arms and fell asleep, his nose was burning with dryness, and he snorted loudly. Gu Zhuoyan turned the man over, took off his trousers, and took out the anti-swelling ointment and rubbed it on the back.
With the back of his head on the pillow, Zhuang Fan's heart was as sensitive as a few months old baby, and he woke up instantly. He nervously grabbed Gu Zhuoyan's cuff: "Do you want to go?"
"No." Gu Zhuoyan said, "I'll write your homework for you."
Zhuang Fan felt relieved, rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.
There are a stack of sketches scattered on the table, which are the king's crown. Gu Zhuoyan remembers that Zhuang Fanxin's winning design in the ACC game is the crown, called "Queen of White Chess". The trend of the chess game is related. Gu Zhuoyan put the drawing away, Zhuang Fan was sleeping, and he did the New Year's Day homework quickly.
He was really tired. Zhuang Fanxin slept until the sun was setting, and his eyes were a little swollen. Gu Zhuoyan wiped his face with a wet towel, and always smiled with the corners of his mouth hooked.
He asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you laughing at?"
Gu Zhuoyan said, "I feel like I'm waiting for the confinement.
" . Gu Zhuoyan immediately put on the appearance of a gentleman, and hid the anti-swelling ointment with lightning speed. When he called him Auntie, Zhao Jianqiu only thought that this child was likable everywhere.
"Xiao Gu, I'm done cooking, and the soup will be simmered for a while. You can stay and eat it."
"Thank you, auntie, I'll go home and eat it." Gu Zhuoyan said, "I have to watch my sister, or she will have a meal. Toss my grandfather."
Zhao Jianqiu said, "When the soup is simmered, take it back to a cup."
Gu Zhuoyan breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't dare to stay for dinner, even if Zhao Jianqiu didn't have a sharp eye, he would probably be able to penetrate his and Zhuang Fanxin's tricks. After all, the two of them are in a trance right now, above.
When the door was closed, one of the bedrooms fell into silence. Those who had not finished the trouble stopped making trouble. Gu Zhuoyan touched Zhuang Fanxin's forehead, and the fever had subsided.
Zhuang Fanxin pursed his lips and finally said, "I didn't tell my parents."
"Well, I see it." Gu Zhuoyan finally asked, "Uncle flew to America?"
Zhuang Fanxin said, "My grandfather is sick. As soon as I got home, my dad was packing things, so I didn't tell me." He consciously broke his promise, "I'm sorry, I'll tell when my dad comes back."
Gu Zhuoyan doesn't care, he can say it or not, and he can say it whenever he wants. , afraid that Zhuang Fanxin would be burdened by taking things too seriously, and said, "Don't worry about it at all, you don't need to worry about it."
"Then how can it be done!" Zhuang Fanxin looked sincere, "I slept with you, I have to be responsible for you Ah."
Gu Zhuoyan almost died young with laughter, no wonder he had to come out of the closet when he woke up, he actually thought so, Zhuang Fan's pure heart was too damn evil. Before leaving, Gu Zhuoyan gave Zhuang Fanxin
the ointment and instructed him to apply it several times a day and how much. Zhuang Fanxin didn't want to listen so carefully, and pressed the ointment under the pillow: "I know it myself."
Touching Zhuang Fanxin's earlobe: "Only rub the medicine, don't play by yourself."
Zhuang Fanxin was sluggish for five or six seconds, and he couldn't care about the pain, so he smashed Gu Zhuoyan out of the door with Meng Qiqi. The footsteps were getting farther and farther. He went back and stood behind the window sill. Gu Zhuoyan looked back before going out.
I heard that Romeo and Juliet look like this.
The big iron door was closed, Gu Zhuoyan went out and the phone vibrated. He put Tang Cup in his hand, took out the phone and connected without looking at it: "Hello?"
"It's me." Gu Shibo, who has been missing for a long time.
The author has something to say: Zhuang Fanxin is really vain, and sent a text message to Pei Zhi: I also have a fever, hehe.