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Fang Youzhong's breath hit Zheng Zhi's face directly, looking at the face in front of him, Zheng Zhiying frowned, pursed his lips, sighed helplessly, and generously admitted: "Isn't it always like this? Classmate Fang Youzhong."

"Look at what you said," Fang Youzhong, who heard Zheng Zhi's words, couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth, and a smile showed on his face like this: "It seems like we've known each other for a long time?"

"Fang Youzhong." Zheng Zhi looked directly at him with a serious expression: "I'm not joking."

"Me neither." Fang Youzhong restrained his smile: "I just remind you." Fang Youzhong looked at Zheng Zhi, with a feeling of schadenfreude in his tone: "You are really hopeless, Zheng Zhi."

Zheng Zhi clicked his tongue, looking at Fang Youzhong's face so close, he still chose to open his mouth to seduce Fang Youzhong. He squinted his eyes and licked his lips: "Tonight, my house?"

"I don't care." Although Fang Youzhong was still a little bit unwilling to give up when he thought of the huge amount of supplies he had prepared in his home, but seeing Zheng Zhi's current signs, he decided that it would be better to stay at Zheng Zhi's house .

So he moved away from Zheng Zhi's body very generously, and while looking away, he also put his hand on Zheng Zhi's wrist: "Today, listen to you."

It is self-evident how attractive this sentence is.

Zheng Zhi's breathing was disturbed, he coughed suddenly, and then he pretended nothing happened and drove the car towards his house, but along the way, Fang Youzhong's fingers never left Zheng Zhi's hand.

At the red light, Zheng Zhi, who had been harassed by Fang Youzhong, finally couldn't help but look at Fang Youzhong: "Fang Youzhong."

Under Zheng Zhi's slightly menacing gaze, Fang Youzhong withdrew his hand: "Well, your skin is pretty good, you have time to teach my mother how to take care of it."

The corner of Zheng Zhi's mouth twitched: "You think I'm a bitch?"

"I didn't say you were a bitch." Fang Youzhong said, "Don't think I was..." Before he finished speaking, Zheng Zhi abruptly interrupted Fang Youzhong's words.

The reason is that Zheng Zhi knew what Fang Youzhong wanted to say when he looked at Fang Youzhong's obviously frightened expression, so Zheng Zhi's expression could be said to be clouded, and he said in a rough tone: "Sit down!" Well, if you don't want to get into an accident."

Fang Youzhong shrugged: "Yes, my Majesty the Empress."

"Fang Youzhong!!!"

But today Zheng Zhi obviously lost the interest to flirt with Fang Youzhong. After sending Fang Youzhong to take a shower, he also took a shower himself. He opened a can of beer and switched the TV to the sports station that was replaying the NBA. .

When Fang Youzhong came out wiping his hair, he saw Zheng Zhi sitting on the sofa wearing only a pair of dark sweatpants. The smell from his healthy skin seemed to be the one that most seduced him.

He looked down, frowned for a while, and asked, "Are you taking a bath?"

"I washed it when you washed it." Zheng Zhi said, after taking a sip of beer, he looked up at Fang Youzhong who was wearing his sweatpants and white shirt: "Come down and watch TV?"

Fang Youzhong walked down with his legs. The sports station was broadcasting replays of classic NBA scenes over the years. He casually slumped the towel on his shoulders: "When you're free, let's go play basketball together?"

Zheng Zhi looked at Fang Youzhong strangely: "Don't you not like it?" He still remembered that it was because of this incident that he showed his feet in front of Wu Qinglian.

Fang Youzhong was a little surprised for a while, Zheng Zhi knew that he didn't like playing basketball?

Perhaps it was because the doubt in Fang Youzhong's eyes was too direct, Zheng Zhi smiled: "Your mother said, isn't it because of the revealing thing that time?" Then he moved his tongue between the upper lip and the upper teeth for a while. Come on, looking at Fang Youzhong's expression was tentative.

Fang Youzhong breathed hard: "Then I'm really honored." He smiled, but his eyes couldn't leave Zheng Zhi's body at all: "You still remember."

Zheng Zhi bent his head and smiled, narrowing his eyes: "But even if you say that..." He licked his moist lips: "Fang Youzhong, don't you think it's time for you to confess?"

Fang Youzhong, who also squinted and smiled, said, "What are you confessing?"

Zheng Zhi was stunned suddenly: "Yeah, what do I want you to confess?" He looked at Fang Youzhong: "Fang Youzhong, tell me the truth...Actually, you are gay at all, right?"

Fang Youzhong didn't think this was the question Zheng Zhi was going to ask, but Zheng Zhi didn't say it out for a while, so he could of course continue to fight with Zheng Zhi: "I thought what you were going to say, of course I am. "

Then Fang Youzhong repeated later: "After meeting you."

"You know that's not what I want to know." Zheng Zhi looked at Fang Youzhong's expression, and probably knew that Fang Youzhong knew what he was thinking, and his expression sank: "Fang Youzhong."

Fang Youzhong didn't care, he raised his eyebrows and pretended to be stupid: "Huh?"

Zheng Zhi pursed his lips, took a breath, thought for a while, and then slowly said: "Actually, you have always known about the matter between me and your brother?"

Fang Youzhong didn't expect that at this time, since Zheng Zhi would take the initiative to raise this question, he couldn't help looking at Zheng Zhi in surprise: "What do you mean, Zheng Zhi?"

Zheng Zhi didn't speak.

Fang Youzhong walked towards Zheng Zhi, and then half-knelt beside Zheng Zhi, his knees sank into the sofa, and he looked directly into Zheng Zhi's pupils: "What do you and my brother really have?"

Maybe it was because of the strange taste in Fang Youzhong's tone, or maybe it was something else.In short, Zheng Zhi, who was looking at Fang Youzhong's expression, suddenly smiled and said, "I don't know."

Fang Youzhong frowned slightly.

Zheng Zhi's smile remained unchanged, he raised his hand and hooked Fang Youzhong's chin, bringing Fang Youzhong's face closer to his face: "But all I know is that someone seems to have been troubled by this problem for a long time..."

His voice is magnetic and seductive, his tone is long and playful.

Fang Youzhong's expression sank for a moment, thinking about the possibility of the cause and effect of Zheng Zhi's current behavior, and the only person who thought of it was Fan Fanxiu.He couldn't help but said, "Did that idiot Fan Fanxiu tell you?"

Zheng Zhi didn't deny it, but just blew at Fang Youzhong.

The smell of beer filled Fang Youzhong's mouth, Fang Youzhong took a breath: "Okay." He seemed to shrug his shoulders in compromise: "I'm really curious about the relationship between you and my brother."

Fang Youzhong suddenly felt that Fatty's guess was very useful, so he borrowed it: "Could it be that you are really going to lure me into being gay because of that guy Fang Youbo?"

"Where did you get the persecution paranoia?" Zheng Zhi rolled his eyes: "Actually, when I first saw you, I didn't think about it that much, but I just felt a little bit like you."

Fang Youzhong looked at Zheng Zhi: "Really?"

"En." Zheng Zhi, who responded like this, suddenly looked at Fang Youzhong with a strange expression: "But this statement can also be said, after all..."

Zheng Zhi's smile was triumphant: "You were indeed bent by me."

Seeing his smile, Fang Youzhong couldn't help stretching out his hand to hold Zheng Zhi's face: "Okay, you really bent me," and then ignored Zheng Zhi's hand, Fang Youzhong moved the hand held by Zheng Zhi. Chin: "Then, I also want to ask you something, Zheng Zhi."

"What's the matter?" But Zheng Zhi, who obviously felt that he had already said it, didn't have any good intentions to continue playing this kind of game with Fang Youzhong. He let go of the hand that was pinching Fang Youzhong's chin, and groped Fang Youzhong's body with both hands, breathing messily: " explain."

Fang Youzhong pressed his shoulders and put his fingers on it: "Where did this mark come from?" He squinted his eyes, and his tone was a little sharp: "I remember I wasn't here, what did I leave behind?" .”

Zheng Zhi was startled, and then he realized what Fang Youzhong was talking about. He was overwhelmed for a while, and he obviously forgot that Li Yandu, who can be said to be the best little zero, gnawed on him that day, and directly regarded him as violating the rules. evidence was exposed.

Under Fang Youzhong's gaze, Zheng Zhi pursed his lips: "It's nothing." He said: "It's just that I was bitten by accident." In fact, it was nothing.

But Fang Youzhong didn't feel that much, he pressed Zheng Zhi's shoulder: "Nothing? You said nothing? Zheng Zhi." He frowned and looked at Zheng Zhi, and repeated again: "You said nothing?"

Zheng Zhi was annoyed for a while, and he probably couldn't bear the feeling of losing his freedom. He looked at Fang Youzhong, and suddenly stopped walking on Fang Youzhong, narrowing his eyes: "Is it normal? Fang Youzhong .”

"I don't think it's normal? Zheng Zhi." Fang Youzhong grabbed Zheng Zhi's hand: "Zheng Zhi, I remember we had three chapters of the agreement? Are you... a breach of contract now?"

"You don't have the right to ask me that, do you?" Zheng Zhi has never been a persimmon, and has never been.He looked at Fang Youzhong: "Don't you also have a little relationship with Feng Li?"

"That's a play." Fang Youzhong let out a sigh, looking directly at Zheng Zhi: "Didn't I explain it to you?"

Zheng Zhi snorted, not concealing the impatience in his eyes, he looked at Fang Youzhong: "Then I didn't explain it to you just now, it's just that I got drunk accidentally."

Fang Youzhong looked at Zheng Zhi's expression, moved his lips, and suddenly compromised: "Okay, I just got knocked accidentally." He stood up and looked condescendingly at Zheng Zhi sitting on the sofa: "I remembered that I still I have something to do, I'll go back first."

For a moment, Zheng Zhi looked at Fang Youzhong wearing his clothes in a daze, picked up his car keys, and then picked up Fang Youzhong's own coat, and walked out of the back.

"Fang Youzhong!" Zheng Zhi couldn't help but speak.

Fang Youzhong ignored him and closed the door directly.

The corner of Zheng Zhi's mouth twitched, and the replay on TV continued to explain: "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Rose made a long three-pointer from the left wing after receiving a pass from Gibson!"

Zheng Zhi, who picked up the remote control, turned off the TV.

Zheng Zhi's expression has never been better since Fang Youzhong took his car keys and left like this. He opened another can of beer and poured it directly into his mouth. On the sofa, I could only hear him muttering: "Damn, Zheng Zhi, are you fucking obsessed?!"

"Fang Youzhong..."

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