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"Dong dong."

"Who."

"It's me~"

A sweet voice answered from outside, Fang Qiusheng obviously felt his body stiff in his arms, and helplessly rubbed the other's fine hair: "It's nothing, just a psychopath."

Cang Erdong looked at him even more frightened. Fang Qiusheng suppressed his anger, and explained softly and patiently: "Did Dr. Wen tell you, he has an Omega, he is the boss here, he..."

"Master~ Can you open the door~ It's so cold outside~ The slave can't kneel anymore~"

Panting and coughing outside the door, Cang Erdong couldn't help breaking away from Fang Qiusheng, and got into the bed all over. Fang Qiusheng cursed secretly, walked over and opened the door, and sure enough, he saw Tian Tang "coquettishly" with a He wished he could get out of the winding mountain road and lie on the door, followed by Wen Hansan with a smirk on his face.

Tian Tang ignored Fang Qiusheng's black face, and walked into the room carelessly, but when one foot stepped on the indoor blanket, he fell to the ground in the posture of an old man touching porcelain.

"Oh, little San, come and step on it. Why is the floor so soft? I feel dizzy when I stand on it. Back then, Little Swallow only thought of such a thing as being easy to kneel. He should be like our teacher Fang Da, helping people clean the carpet completely." Once the bed is laid, you can kneel comfortably."

Tian Tang tumbling and deftly dodged Fang Qiusheng's full-strength amputated leg, and moved his buttocks to look at the bathroom: "Tsk tsk tsk, who said that the bathroom of our new top brand is all blood red? My real name is Tian Tang be opposed to!"

Fang Qiusheng's usual frivolity had long since disappeared, and now his face was so dark that Tian Tang conservatively estimated that if he said a few more words, the other party would beat him to pieces.

So he sensibly stopped—and turned the battle on his own Beta.

Cang Erdong had already crawled out of the quilt, showing his miserable little face outside, Wen Hansan knelt beside the bed, comforting him softly: "It's okay, Dongdong, the bad guys have been kicked out, you want to see Is Dr. Wen's desktop real? His name is Tian Tang. Although his personality is a bit strange..."

"Hey, lovely Dongdong," Tian Tang slipped to Cang Erdong's side while Fang Qiusheng was distracted, and quickly grabbed his hand, pretending to be harmless, "I've heard your name for a long time, It’s the first time I saw a real person, it’s really super invincible and cute, my name is Tian Tang, sweetness is sweetness, sugar is your favorite sugar, unfortunately, pheromones are not sugary, but apple flavor full of regrets , Dongdong likes the sugar-flavored Alpha, I happen to know one too, and I will introduce it to you after you differentiate..."

"Snapped."

Cang Erdong slapped Tian Tang's hand that was holding him, and pulled away his hand. This time the force was not strong, but the sound was clear and clear, which stunned the two people in front of him.

"I don't want to eat any more candy."

Cang Erdong covered his head with the quilt again, so he didn't see Tian Tang hiding behind Wen Hansan with a face of horror, and Fang Qiusheng who was about to gnash his teeth.

"I want to go home."

A muffled voice came from the bed, and Wen Hansan, in order to relieve the embarrassment, answered, "That's fine, I'll take you two home, it's really not good to stay here."

"I do not want."

Wen Hansan was taken aback for a moment, the little guy was soft-tempered, since they met, it was rare for him to speak so resolutely, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Wen, Dongdong doesn't like to ride in the car very much, I'll just take him back on foot." His usual smile returned to his face, with a clear gesture of seeing off the guests, "Thank you for your concern."

When walking out the door, Fang Qiusheng said to Tian Tang in a low voice: "Thank you for today's matter."

"Calculate the debt owed to me slowly, and you will have to pay it back sooner or later, but—" Tian Tang squinted at the little bun on the bed, "you should worry about the little guy first."

"Well, that person..."

"I'll help you deal with it first, but let me remind you, that person is too close to you, so it's not easy to deal with."

Fang Qiusheng didn't answer, but closed the door silently.

"There is no one else, Dongdong."

Cang Erdong sat up slowly, the black quilt slipped off his body, revealing his fair skin, he supported the bed with his hands, his legs were stacked, his toes were slightly curled up, and his back was covered with welts.

Like an angel who was shot and fell on the scorched land of the world.

He raised his slender neck and drew a circle of marks on it with his nails: "Shengsheng, I want that too."

Fang Qiusheng walked towards him, his peach eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth raised more and more obvious: "Why?"

"Because...because..."

Cang Erdong couldn't answer, he frowned and didn't know where he was looking.

"I don't agree." Fang Qiusheng put on Cang Erdong's clothes, "Being my slave depends on my will. Before I recognize you, you are not qualified to kneel before me."

When the opponent's hand touched the wound, Cang Erdong cried out in pain, those warm hands stubbornly stroked every new or old scar on his body.

Fang Qiusheng sucked on his Adam's apple, feeling the tremor there.

"But I will wait for you, grow up quickly, and understand quickly, little cocklebur."

The two were walking on the way home like students who had just finished school, the same way, still in the same posture, one in front of the other, holding hands.

Only this time, the hand was no longer warm.

Finally walking back to the familiar area, Cang Erdong's pace slowed down again, it was already dark, the uncle at the barbecue stall under the second streetlight had to start packing in advance because of the sudden drop in temperature, Fang Qiusheng dragged Cang Erdong Er Dong ran two steps, and shouted at the uncle: "Uncle, here are two fried rice cakes, put more spice!"

The uncle was taken aback by him, and almost threw away the seasoning jar in his hand. Seeing that it was Fang Qiusheng, he laughed and scolded: "Little bastard, it will scare people to death at night! Cheng Chengcheng, I will fry two more skewers for you."

"Thank you uncle, I put the money in the jar for you."

"Okay, why did you come home so late today? Hey, look at the little black face behind him, he didn't pass the exam, the teacher is detained?"

"Say a few words less, don't you see people unhappy?"

Fang Qiusheng turned sideways, hiding Cang Erdong in his shadow, with a lively tone like another person.

"Tch, a frivolous person like you must not study all day long, how can you know what it feels like to have a bad grade."

The uncle cut out the mouth of the rice cake and put it into the pot skillfully.

The long-lost scent drifted over, and Cang Erdong felt a little hungry. He leaned softly on Fang Qiusheng's body. Fang Qiusheng put his hand in his pocket, showing his big white teeth, and said with a voice that only two people could hear. The voice asked: "Do you remember, you were not willing to talk to me before."

That was when Xiao Fang Qiusheng first moved into Xiao Cang Erdong's house. Although Xiao Cang Erdong was happy to have someone to sleep with at night, he didn't like his mother busy taking care of each other's daily life. It's better to change the way.

But he couldn't do without the little Fang Qiusheng who was like a stove, so the only way to fight was to keep his head down and ignore him on the way to and from school when his parents couldn't see him.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong, why don't you talk to me? Don't you like me? I'll bring you candy tonight, why don't you talk to me!"

Xiao Fang Qiusheng was as energetic as a rabbit, running and jumping in front of him with inexhaustible energy all day long. Xiao Cang Erdong just felt bored watching him, and shuffled along with his schoolbag on his back.

"Dongdong, the hat you are wearing today looks good, can you wear it more often in the future?"

"Dongdong, why are you smiling so happily at that person today, aren't you having fun with me?"

"Dongdong, you walk slowly, like a little turtle. Do you like little turtles?"

"Dongdong, I can help you with your homework, and I will imitate your writing."

"Dongdong, today I went outside with the class committee and I miss you so much, I miss you all the time, how about you?"

"Dongdong,..."

"Dongdong,..."

"Do not you upset!"

Xiao Cang Erdong lowered his head and stomped his feet, and his soft words changed the tone. Xiao Fang Qiusheng tried to hold him at a loss, but was avoided. Xiao Cang Erdong deliberately ignored him angrily, and caught a glimpse of the barbecue stall beside him. , pointed and said: "I want to eat fried rice cakes, you go and buy them."

"Okay, I'll go buy it, I'll go right away!"

Xiao Fang Qiusheng flew away like an arrow from the string, Xiao Cang Erdong sneaked away while he was talking to the boss, but it was only when he ran to the door that he remembered that if he went back alone, his mother would definitely ask him Where did Sheng Sheng go?

Why is this person so annoying.

Xiao Cang Erdong walked back with his schoolbag on his back, but he didn't want to eat rice cakes, he just wanted to save his stomach to eat the rice cooked by his mother, and he didn't want to see the hateful Sheng Sheng, so he changed direction when he got out of the corridor.

There was no one on the horizontal and parallel bars in the open space, and the iron ice in winter was so cold that human flesh would stick to it. Cang Erdong blew two breaths, gritted his teeth, and sat on it.

The air became lonely without that person, the grass on the ground was withered and yellow, exposing the dry ground, and there were several evergreen trees beside it, but the one facing the parallel bars was mostly dead due to improper maintenance , revealing the breath of dying.

He felt that his butt was numb from the cold, and his white breath was trembling, and he looked up at the sky with his hands propped up, it was gray and oppressive.

"Winter!"

The cry made Xiao Cang Erdong startled, and when he came back to his senses, Xiao Fang Qiusheng had already run up to him, gasping for breath, his hair was sticking to his face with sweat, his face was flushed red, and he spit out clouds of mist .

The mist floated on his legs, bringing warmth, forcing his body to wake up.

"So you're here. I thought you were waiting for me. It's okay. I'm covering the fried rice cake. It's still hot. Did you try it and see if it's still crispy?"

Xiao Cang Erdong looked at him condescendingly, and watched the rice cake wrapped in a plastic bag and placed in his arms. Because the stick was inserted into the bag, the sauce on it leaked out and stuck to the beige sweater.

"I don't want to eat it."

"Oh, then don't, let's go home and eat, you wait."

Xiao Fang Qiusheng's complexion didn't change, he ran to the trash can in two or three steps, threw away the rice cakes without hesitation, then walked under the parallel bars, pulled up his coat, and opened his hands to Xiao Cang Erdong: "Let's go, We're home."

"You can't take it, I don't want you to take it."

"You can catch it, Dongdong, you jump off."

Xiao Fang Qiusheng stood below and looked up at him. He always smiled at him like that, confident and determined to win.

Somehow, he really jumped into the opponent's arms, and he still can't remember now, whether he wanted to rub the opponent's spirit at that time, or he really believed in his evil.

Sure enough, little Fang Qiusheng was not yet developed enough to catch another child who weighed about the same, and the two of them fell to the ground. The cold ground exuded a lifeless smell, but because of the hot body beneath them, they became a little bit alive.

Cang Erdong thought, at that time, in the crevices of Fang Qiusheng's messy hair, he should have seen a sprout that broke ground prematurely.

When passing by the stall the next day, the uncle greeted Xiao Fang Qiusheng enthusiastically, and asked him if yesterday’s rice cakes were delicious. root.

Just like now, the uncle at the barbecue stand has already pushed the cart away, and there are only two people standing under the street lamp. The winter night is quiet, and even the warm-colored street lamps are cold.

Cang Erdong doesn't like spicy food, it's not that he can't eat it, but he just doesn't like the pain on the tip of his tongue, but he still bites into the rice cake sprinkled with a lot of chili, just out of the oven, the shell is crispy and the inside is sticky.

"Is it tasty?"

"Ah."

"Is it spicy?"

"so spicy."

Cang Erdong opened his mouth, his tongue sticking out slightly to blow the cool wind, Fang Qiusheng bent down, his lips touched, and gently scratched that piece of soft flesh.

The first time they ate rice cakes was also the first time they kissed.

At that time, Cang Erdong knew how wonderful it was to lick the hot and painful place with the wet touch.