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What happened next was nothing more than that, except that Fang Youzhong, who did not turn into a wolf again, managed to fill the whole bathroom with a charming smell.

Zheng Zhi was carried out of the water by Fang Youzhong and sat on the edge of the bathtub. Fang Youzhong glanced at him, and then said lightly: "Your back...is injured, it's not suitable for soaking in water."

Zheng Zhi raised his eyebrows and said nothing. After all, the culprit seems to have a good attitude of admitting his mistakes now, so what else can he say.

Fang Youzhong first got up and picked up the shower head, then pressed the switch to let the water come out directly from the shower head, then looked at Zheng Zhi who was leaning on the wall and barely kept falling, and sighed: "I don't have any water now." thoughts about what you do, so you better not move."

"Fang..." Before Zheng Zhi could speak, Fang Youzhong half-kneeled in the bathtub, and then raised one of Zheng Zhi's legs, exposing his place that he had just spoiled.

Zheng Zhi bit his lips tightly, never thinking for a moment that this kind of development has been running counter to his original thoughts, and his actions at the moment are farther and farther away from his previous actions.

In Fang Youzhong's eyes, Zheng Zhi has completely become a cooked crab. He bites the bracket of the shower head, directing the water to rush towards Zheng Zhi. While lifting Zheng Zhi's long legs with one hand, the fingers of the other hand are deliberately Zheng Zhi's body was digging, making Zheng Zhi's muscles that had been relaxed in the hot water tense again.

Zheng Zhi frowned fiercely and pursed his lips. He couldn't bear Fang Youzhong's movement any longer. He grabbed Fang Youzhong's hand, and the wrinkles between his brows deepened: "Fang Youzhong..." His voice was hoarse: "Are you On purpose, right?"

Fang Youzhong bit the bracket and frowned, and he didn't have time to speak to him, but his movements changed from being gentle, and he directly dug into Zheng Zhi's body roughly, making Zheng Zhi couldn't help but ruthlessly shrunk his lower abdomen, trying to squeeze him out. This discomfort.

But another fact points to Zheng Zhi's genuine indifference to things coming from behind, so until now, his front can be regarded as half-soft at best.

The end result is that Fang Youzhong, who is asking for boredom but enjoys the visual temptation, is asking for trouble. He turned off the water hose when he was drenched all over, then let go of the hand that had been biting the bracket, put the shower head aside, and stood up. Pull the big bath towel over there, wrap Zheng Zhi.

Zheng Zhi kept watching Fang Youzhong's movements, but his expression couldn't tell what he was thinking in his heart, but Fang Youzhong didn't need to know, now just touching Zheng Zhi once like this made him feel hot all over.

Just like a drug, the more you use it, the more addictive you become.

But Zheng Zhi never imagined that Fang Youzhong, who seemed to be so affectionate to him, had actually been caught by this addiction. He only thought about how to make him fall into his hands completely, and then — can never leave him again.

So Zheng Zhi, who was treated so carefully by Fang Youzhong, pursed his lips, and finally broke the silence in the bathroom: "You really treat me like a woman, Fang Youzhong?" His tone was slightly sarcastic, and at the same time he got up and stood up Get up, look back at Fang Youzhong who is still dripping in the bathtub: "Fix yourself first, and then care about me."

Fang Youzhong laughed, his expression could be described as calm and breezy, extremely freehand, but with a kind of pampering that seemed to come from the heart: "It's okay, anyway, you are the patient now."

Zheng Zhi raised his eyebrows, but didn't blow his hair. He looked at Fang Youzhong with deep eyes, but said indifferently: "Now I'm fine, you can go ahead, I'll get you clothes."

Fang Youzhong didn't refuse, and started to take off his pants. Zheng Zhi frowned, opened the door and walked out. Fang Youzhong looked at the closed bathroom door, shrugged his shoulders, and the smile on his mouth never faded.

Not long after, Zheng Zhi, who had already put on dark sports trousers, opened the sliding door again with his strong upper body bare, and walked in with a bath towel and a change of clothes for Fang Youzhong in his hand.

Fang Youzhong didn't shy away from Zheng Zhi, not to mention that both of them are men, but what happened just now, it is obvious that the other party has seen each other's body, they are not women, and there is nothing to be shy about.

But he never thought that Zheng Zhi just took a look at him who was using the shower head to flush the water, hung the things directly on the clothes rack, pulled the door out, and then closed the door again.

However, Fang Youzhong, who discovered Zheng Zhi's little behavior, how could he not be happy, and Zheng Zhi obviously had to lose his breath for a while because of his behavior, and his desire rose...

This obviously proved that Zheng Zhi had been broken through by him, which made Fang Youzhong believe that as long as he tried harder, Fang Youzhong would definitely be able to take Zheng Zhi down!

But Fang Youzhong immediately got a headache when he thought of Zheng Zhi's thinking that was obviously thinking about his butt, but anyway, it was a good start.

As long as he takes this opportunity to let Zheng Zhi successfully live in him in his heart, it will be fine.

Fang Youzhong turned off the switch, shook his wet hair, then took the big pure white bath towel, wiped his body, and then simply wiped his short hair.

Finally, he put on the clothes that Zheng Zhi gave him, and walked out.

Zheng Zhi was no longer in the room, Fang Youzhong raised his eyebrows, hung up the bath towel, continued to wipe his hair, walked out of Zheng Zhi's room, and then walked down.

The whole villa was very quiet, except for a little noise from the kitchen, which made Fang Youzhong very clear where Zheng Zhi was, so Fang Youzhong walked towards the kitchen.

Zheng Zhi was cooking noodles in it. Obviously he was very hungry. Fang Youzhong stood behind him and looked at him, and said, "You are like this, it's not good to eat this, right? Do you have a takeaway card?"

"When they come, I'm already full." Zheng Zhi glanced at Fang Youzhong, the water had already boiled away, Zheng Zhi threw all the cut bag of egg noodles into the boiling water, and then looked at Fang Youzhong: "You eat too?"

Fang Youzhong rubbed his nose, feeling a little regretful that Zheng Zhi didn't wear an apron, and said, "Eat, but I see you..." Although he felt that Zheng Zhi's way of cooking noodles was slightly different from Wu Qinglian's, he hadn't touched it much at all. Fang Youzhong in the kitchen finally swallowed those words and changed his words: "I'll wait for you outside."

"Oh." Zheng Zhi snorted, and devoted all his attention to the cooking of noodles. Fang Youzhong looked at his back, touched his nose again, and then turned to go out.

Fang Youzhong, who was waiting for Zheng Zhi outside, sat on the stool, yawned, but at the same time wondered what Zheng Zhi's current changes were.Logically speaking, Zheng Zhi should be very concerned about his parents, but now... when he heard that his parents were killed, he just had sex with him?

What is this development?Fang Youzhong couldn't figure it out, he could only watch Zheng Zhi come out with the soup pot, but just a few steps out of the kitchen, Zheng Zhi suddenly closed his eyes and stood upright, his body shaking a little, as if he was holding on to something of.

Fang Youzhong had seen this happen to Wu Qinglian, and knew that he must be dizzy, so he hurried forward to take away the soup pot, put it on the table mat, and then grabbed Zheng Zhi's hand.

Zheng Zhi waved his hand away, frowned and opened his eyes: "It's okay."

But Fang Youzhong looked at his lips that had turned white for more than a few degrees, and wanted to speak again, but Zheng Zhi turned around again and went back to get the bowl. Fang Youzhong could only watch Zheng Zhi complete the series of actions without doing anything, and then sat down and started eating .

Fang Youzhong also sat down, looked at Zheng Zhi's forced face, knew that Zheng Zhi might have a headache, so he did what a lover should do, and asked, "Do you want to take some painkillers?"

"When you just took a shower, you ate it." Zheng Zhi replied to him, filled himself with a bowl of noodles and glanced at Fang Youzhong: "You make it yourself." Then he buried himself in eating his own.

Zheng Zhi let out an oh, but he didn't feel embarrassed to let a patient cook the noodles. On the contrary, he enjoyed the noodles and picked out the problem: "It's too bland."

Zheng Zhi didn't speak, but after swallowing a bowl of noodles, he suddenly squinted at Fang Youzhong's expression while holding the bowl, and changed his words: "...you can lend me your mobile phone later."

"how?"

"I haven't confirmed it yet. Maybe it's just a mistake." Zheng Zhi felt that he was really an idiot. When Fang Youzhong dragged him back from the horns, he was fully awake. After all, he hadn't been notified by the airport, maybe His parents have nothing at all.

Fang Youzhong nodded: "No problem, I'll get it now, you wait for me." Then he walked to the hall, took out his mobile phone from his shirt, and took it from the scattered mobile phone on the ground. He took out the card, and then walked over to Zheng Zhi's place, while disassembling his mobile phone and putting it into Zheng Zhi's card.

Fang Youzhong, who threw the phone to Zheng Zhi, didn't look at Zheng Zhi's expression any more. Zheng Zhi turned on the phone again, and the continuous message reminders made him confused.

Zheng Zhi's expression was very complicated. Fang Youzhong looked at his expression and couldn't tell whether something had happened or not. He could only say, "I think uncle and aunt just want you to have a good time..."

But he never thought that Zheng Zhi suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and looked at him with a trembling tone: "It's okay."

Fang Youzhong raised his eyebrows: "En?"

Zheng Zhi, who had calmed down, was obviously suppressing his ecstasy: "They're fine." He put his phone on the table, clenched his fists, and looked at the missed calls and messages: "The plane was overbooked that day...so, I can't compete with young people. They took the next flight."

Fang Youzhong smiled at him: "Isn't that great?"

Zheng Zhi didn't know what his expression was, the depression of the past few days was swept away, he pulled the corner of his mouth, and followed Fang Youzhong in a somewhat dumbfounded way: "En, it's very good."

Never lost, never know how to cherish.

The author has something to say: Fang Youzhong: Zheng Zhi, are you going to cry?

Zheng Zhi: Of course, I want to laugh and cry.