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The two people upstairs obviously didn't get used to it. Firstly, Zheng Zhi never thought his mother would let Fang Youzhong stay at his house, and secondly, Zheng Zhi obviously had no experience in sleeping with a straight man.

Don't underestimate the difference between crooked and straight, the actual meaning is different. Zheng Zhi felt awkward touching his nose because he never thought that his parents would be so open-minded, or because he doubted to this point.

Standing in front of Zheng Zhi, Fang Youzhong coughed: "You mean...?" His gaze went down for a moment: "Your parents are really wondering whether we are acting or not?"

"It should be like this." Zheng Zhi felt that he seemed to have a sense of guilt, a bit like abducting the little white rabbit, although the little white rabbit didn't look too weak on the outside, but the feeling was still the same.

Seeing Fang Youzhong's unbelievable expression, Zheng Zhi couldn't help pinching the bridge of his nose, and his voice was a little stiff: "They should mean that..."

Seeing him like that, Fang Youzhong wanted to laugh, and also wanted to give Zheng Zhi a shock, so he said, "Then... I should be able to use this place as a hotel, right?"

Zheng Zhi was taken aback: "Of course." Then he walked to his closet: "You didn't bring any clothes today, so wear mine first." Then he dug out a new set of travel toiletries and took out a new towel , and another set of clothes: "You are about the same size as me, these should be able to wear."

"Here." He stuffed these things to Fang Youzhong, then pointed to the bathroom in the room, and said, "The bathroom is there, you fix it first, I'll get something first."

Fang Youzhong didn't know what Zheng Zhi meant by making something, but Zheng Zhi's room was not as messy as he imagined when he entered. Zheng Zhi's room was very tidy and clean, full of a fresh smell.

Then Fang Youzhong walked to the bathroom with what Zheng Zhi gave him, and looking at himself reflected in the mirror, Fang Youzhong clearly saw the evil smile that he couldn't restrain.

Well, Zheng Zhi can't be evil, so let him tease Zheng Zhi.

He really understood the structure of male desire, so Fang Youzhong deliberately threw his shirt on the floor after taking a shower, and walked out wearing only a pair of dark blue trousers.

Zheng Zhi was surfing the Internet, and when he heard the sound behind him, he turned his head away: "Are you finished washing? I..." But he didn't finish speaking, but he suddenly seemed to be restrained by something.

Fang Youzhong gave full play to his own charm, and said, "Well, I've washed it." Then he wiped his wet hair with a towel around his neck, and squinted at Zheng Zhi: "Oh, by the way, you Do you still have a coat?"

Then Fang Youzhong was a little embarrassed: "I accidentally dropped my clothes on the floor just now."

Zheng Zhi came back to his senses: "It's okay, there are plenty of clothes." Then he got up and went to the closet, opened the closet again, and then threw a round-neck shirt to Fang Youzhong.

Fang Youzhong took it, then put it on directly in front of Zheng Zhi, and pulled it: "I didn't expect you to like the Superman of Marvel comics." He looked at the logo on the clothes and said.

"I've always liked it." Zheng Zhi said so, glanced at Fang Youzhong, and then said, "Then I'm going to take a shower." Then he picked up his things and walked to the bathroom.

Fang Youzhong could clearly hear Zheng Zhi's breathing becoming heavy. Looking at his back, he thought to himself that this approach was indeed effective, and the smile on his lips didn't fade: "By the way, you don't mind if I play with the computer?"

"Up to you." Zheng Zhi closed the sliding door.

Fang Youzhong really laughed unscrupulously at this time, and turned to Zheng Zhi's computer. Although he wanted to find out Zheng Zhi's secret, Fang Youzhong still knew that there were some principles that could not be touched. When he saw the interstellar icon on the desktop, he Just clicked in.

God knows how long he hasn't played this game since he graduated. He chose the Protoss clan, which he was familiar with but also unfamiliar, and started his road to hegemony.

After playing, Zheng Zhi finally came out of the bathroom.

Fang Youzhong turned his head to look at Zheng Zhi standing behind him with an expression that looked like he had run 3000 meters. He smelled the shower gel on his body, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "You still have StarCraft on your computer. It's really rare."

"There's also the Red Police." Zheng Zhi shrugged: "I'm used to it, and I don't want to accept anything else."

"Haha, it's a pity that there is no other one, otherwise we will be fighting."

When Fang Youzhong mentioned this, Zheng Zhi, who felt that he couldn't fully focus on Fang Youzhong, said in cooperation: "It's okay, there is a handbag below, I'll go down and get it."

Then Zheng Zhi just opened the door and walked out, Fang Youzhong hooked his lips: "Tsk..." But he also got up suddenly and walked to the door, and Zheng Zhi just happened to be below and shouted upwards: "Youzhong, I Mom told you to come down and eat watermelon."

"Ah, good." Fang Youzhong responded, raised his eyebrows, and walked down. Of course, his expression quickly changed back to that obedient student between the stairs.

But Zheng Zhi, who was biting a sliced ​​watermelon, watched Fang Youzhong walk down, and said with a handbag still in his hand, "You Zhong, take a plate of watermelon, let's go up and eat while playing."

Fei Ningling glared at Zheng Zhi: "Are you trying to provoke ants?"

Zheng Shouyi: "You have to eat well, Zheng Zhi."

"Mom and Dad, didn't I give you a chance to live a two-person world?" Zheng Zhi clicked twice, ignoring the expressions of the two of them, and said directly to Fang Youzhong: "Excuse me, please bring it up. "

Fang Youzhong smiled awkwardly at Fei Ningling and Zheng Shouyi: "Aunt and uncle..." His hand reached out to the watermelon plate: "This..."

Fei Ningling sighed: "It's up to you."

"Remember to take a tissue up there." Zheng Shouyi reminded.

"En, okay." Then the very well-behaved Fang Youzhong's little white rabbit followed Zheng Zhi up with a plate of sliced ​​watermelon and a tissue.

Fei Ningling and Zheng Shouyi looked at each other helplessly.

After returning to the room, Zheng Zhi and Fang Youzhong started the online game like this. In fact, Fang Youzhong didn't know how this kind of plan suddenly turned into a fucking game battle, but obviously he made Zheng Zhi angry despite his hands. coming.

"Damn, why are you so insidious!" Zheng Zhi, who just missed throwing out the external keyboard, got angry and was stolen again. He looked at Fang Youzhong genuinely upset.

Fang Youzhong looked at Zheng Zhi innocently: "The master comes first, why do you care about so many tricks?" Then he smiled, and the smile was very flat: "You have the guts to hit me? Zheng Zhi."

"Fuck!" Probably Fang Youzhong really set him off, Zheng Zhi stood up: "Do you really think I dare not?"

Fang Youzhong also stood up, smiling gently: "I really think you dare not."

Zheng Zhi pulled his collar: "Believe it or not, I will beat you!"

Fang Youzhong chuckled, and followed Zheng Zhi's strength to pull Zheng Zhi directly, his expression was a little subtle: "What are you going to use to beat me?"

But before he finished speaking, Zheng Zhi had already pushed him onto the bed.

"I knew you meant that too! Fang Youzhong!"

Fang Youzhong smiled.

The author has something to say: Zheng Zhi: Do you really think I don't know about your conspiracy?

Fang Youzhong: ...you really don't know my plot.