two sons three fathers

In the supermarket, Fu Yizhang pushed the cart and walked first, watching as he walked, he didn't know what to buy except Han Yu's favorite candy.

"Brother Yu," Fu Yizheng stopped on the spot, turned around and said, "Come here, what do you want to eat?"

Han Yu was looking up at the products on the shelf, when he heard Fu Yizhang calling him, he put back the things he picked up, and walked to his side, "I'm so hungry."

They came out of school and took a taxi directly to the supermarket outside the community to do some shopping, and now they have been shopping for a while.

Fu Yizhen put a trolley around his waist, "Eat the steak, and buy some vegetables to go back. You cut everything and mix it with jam. This is what we will have for dinner."

you cut everything?

When Han Yu rolled his eyes, he knew that Fu Yixuan would not do it, nor did he want to do it.

There are packaged steaks in the supermarket, and you can fry them directly after you buy them.

Vegetables need to be washed, and you can’t buy too complicated ones.

"I do things," Han Yu thought, "you pay for it."

Fu Yizhen leaned on his head, "I'll pay, you can buy whatever you want."

Han Yu pulled the hands off his waist, put them on the cart, and walked around behind Fu Yizheng, wrapping his hands around his waist, "Go shopping now."

The two of them walked slowly close to each other, found the products they needed in various areas of the supermarket, and walked around again.

The behavior and appearance of these two people are too eye-catching, and passers-by are looking at them wherever they pass.

Fu Yixuan glanced coldly.If he doesn't smile, he loses his youthful look and looks more like an adult. Compared with Han Yu, who has a slightly softer profile, he looks sharper and more mature.

The passers-by looked away after being watched by him, and their expressions seemed to speak when they turned around: this kid has a bad temper.

Of course, whether or not he has a good temper is not worth mentioning to Han Yu, and he is not much better than Fu Yizheng.Han Yu walked with his head against Fu Yizheng's back.

While walking, he saw something he wanted to buy, so he took it down and threw it into the cart, then continued to hug Fu Yizheng, pushing his back with his chest as he walked forward.

At this time, the cart is full of snacks.

Fu Yizheng glanced at the cart, it was full of high-calorie snacks, which were not nutritious.

He pondered: "Brother Yu, what should I do if I can't finish eating?"

"Can't finish eating?" Han Yu also glanced at the cart, and immediately said: "If I can't finish eating, I'll take it back to the dormitory to eat."

He still wants to pack.

Fu Yizhen covered his head with his backhand, "Then go buy some fruit, besides soda water, do you like to drink other drinks?"

"Drink something special," Han Yu tilted his head slightly, resting his head on his shoulder, staring up at his chin, thinking, "How about the alcohol?"

Fu Yizheng blinked, and said with a light smile, "What do you want to drink?"

"Do you want to drink beer?" Han Yu asked looking into his eyes.

Fu Yizhen put down his hands, "foreign wine, red wine, wine, which one do you like?"

Beer seems to be really boring. Han Yu thought about it and said, "Wine."

Fu Yizheng said: "There are at home."

Han Yu nodded.

I also bought some fruit, and the two came out to check out.There is a lot of traffic in the supermarket, and there are long queues in several cashier aisles, and they follow behind the queue.

Fu Yizheng looked at the condoms placed on the cashier counter from a distance, paying attention to the words on them. When they arrived, he quickly took the mint-flavored, large blue box that had already been locked, and threw it into the car. Stuff mixed up.

Han Yu's eyes had been on Fu Yizheng since he was staring at the counter, and he had a panoramic view of his movements.

Fu Yizheng settled the bill, and carried two big bags of things in his hands, so that his arms sank.

Han Yu took a bag and came over, "Going back."

The weight in his hands suddenly became lighter, Fu Yizhang looked at him and smiled, "Let's go."

After leaving the supermarket and returning to the community, Han Yu stopped in front of the two-storey gatehouse and looked at the past through the light of the dark night.

The surrounding buildings are far apart. The buildings are surrounded by tall trees, and a wide asphalt road crosses it. The roadside is connected with upward steps, leading to the closed door.

Walking up the steps, Han Yu looked at the white embossed round arch, "It's really big, and you can get rich just by looking at this house."

The last time I came, this room was equipped with a wooden door that could be broken at any time, so it was specially accessible.

After hearing this, Fu Yizheng smiled.

Walking to the door, he stopped, took out the key and opened the lock.

The lock was unlocked, and a few meters further inside, there was a black and shiny frosted door at the end with a fingerprint lock.

Fu Yizheng approached the lock with his index finger, made a mechanical "click", and then said, "Welcome home."

The door opened.

After entering the door, the voice called to turn on the lights, and also broadcast the temperature and humidity in the house.

Han Yu looked over his shoulder and saw the scene inside the door. He opened his mouth and said in surprise, "The decoration is too luxurious."

At a glance, there are large swathes of black, black velvet carpets, and broken light in the black walls. The left wall is a scattered and hollowed-out shelf, and the right wall is decorated with orderly black and white art paintings with gold-rimmed black frames.The drop-shaped crystal lamp on the top of the wall is like countless shining stars, and the light is bright and soft.

Fu Yizhen likes the black and white style, and also likes to add some bright colors to the black and white.

For example, there are dark blue baby's breath in the vase on the dining table by the wall, or green water plants in front of the TV cabinet... and so on.

Han Yu put down the shopping bag, bent over to take off his shoes, and stepped on the carpet.He felt a bit of heartache, and the whole floor was covered with plush blankets, which was a bit wasteful, but very comfortable, like a foot massage.

Han Yu turned around and asked, "Where do you put your shoes?"

Fu Yizhen took off his shoes at the entrance, picked up the bag on the ground with his empty hand, "Put it on the ground."

Han Yu: "..."

Forget it, he gave up the normal communication with Fu Yizheng.

Fu Yizheng came to the dining table, put down the bag, opened the refrigerator in the corner, divided the food, and put them in the refrigerator one by one.One layer of meat, one layer of fruit, and snacks in the fresh-keeping cabinet.

After putting away his things, he went to the bedroom bathroom to wash his hands, came out and stood against the door frame, and said to Han Yu, "I'll take a shower first."

Han Yu opened the drawer at the entrance, and there was a dry ear of wheat and a tablet inside. Han Yu clicked on the tablet and played some light music.

He closed the drawer, turned his head to answer Fu Yizheng, and hummed.

Fu Yizhen's back disappeared through the door, and Han Yu took off his school uniform and threw it on the passing sofa.He wore a white sweater, put a hat on his head, and followed him with his waist bent.

The door was ajar, and Han Yu put his hand on the door lightly, pushed the door in, and entered the bedroom... a big round bed, pink.Corner sofa, pink.Flower arrangements, blankets, and dolls are all light pink, pink or light pink.

Decorate the wedding room?

Han Yu was stunned for a moment, then quickly stretched his head to look around. After looking around, he moved to the frosted glass door, which was ring-shaped and couldn't see clearly inside.

The sound of pattering water can be heard close to the door, it is very quiet and the sound insulation is good.

Han Yu looked left and right, it was fully enclosed, where is the door?Of course, he didn't want to go in, he was just curious.

Han Yu went back to the hall, hung up his backpack and coat, rolled up his sleeves and made dinner.

Steaks, fruits, and vegetables were taken out of the refrigerator, hugged in front of him, and went to the kitchen.

When Fu Yizheng came out, the music had changed a few times, and now it is in the style of saxophone.He dried his hair, tied the belt of his nightgown casually, and the neckline was slightly open, revealing the deep collarbone socket.

When he came to the hall, Han Yu was not there, so he went to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Han Yu turned his back to him, bent slightly, and was washing vegetables with his hat on.

Fu Yizheng walked over, pulled off his hat, put his arms around his waist, put his chest against his back, and said softly, "Is it hot?"

The room temperature is kept at 24°C.

Han Yu was neither hot nor cold, and replied, "Not hot."

Fu Yizheng kissed him on the cheek, "I'll go outside and clean up the dining table."

Han Yucai threw it into the basket and waited for it to drain.

Fu Yizhen tied the apron on him, and said: "Don't put too much sauce."

Han Yu ignored him.

After Fu Yizheng went out, he continued to wash, chop, and load the vegetables, squeeze the jam into the glass bowl with the vegetables, and stir vigorously with chopsticks.

Every vegetable leaf was covered with jam. He put down the bowl and chopsticks to cut the fruit, arrange the plate, and finally fry the steak.

He came out with the charred steak, and that uncle Fu Yizheng was playing with his phone with his legs crossed.

Han Yu walked to the dining table, glanced at him, "Go to the kitchen to get something."

Fu Yizheng looked up at him, "What else is there?"

He put down the steak, Fu Yizheng glanced at the table, and said again: "There is a black plate, you can put it on."

Han Yu glared at him, "What's wrong with the white color? If you don't want to eat it, I'll just hit you on the head!"

He was hungry and thirsty, and when he came back to do this or that, it was fine if Fu Yizhang didn't help, and he had to pick and choose even a plate.

Fu Yizhen took his hand, "Are you angry?"

Seeing his face, Han Yu lost most of his anger, and said, "You're a bit pretentious."

Fu Yizhen looked up at him, wrapped his arms around his waist, brought him over, and sat on his lap, "I'll serve you food."

"Are you helping yourself?" Han Yu immediately corrected him and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Eat," Fu Yizheng said with a slight smile, "I'm hungry."

Han Yu patted the hand on his waist, "Relax, let's eat first."

Fu Yixuan let go of him, and Han Yu continued to go to the kitchen to serve dishes and fruits.

At the dining table, the two sat down facing each other. Fu Yizheng turned off the headlights, leaving only the wall lamps with a dim warm yellow light.He put out the knife and fork, moved the vase full of baby's breath to the corner of the table, and opened two bottles of wine.

Han Yu picked up the knife and fork to eat, cut a steak and stuffed it into his mouth. The taste was okay, and the meat was delicious.

Fu Yizheng picked up the decanter, poured the wine and shook it, poured a little red wine into his glass, and poured half a glass of wine into Han Yu's glass.

As soon as Han Yu picked up the goblet, Fu Yizhang stretched out his hand and raised the glass to clink him.

"Bang" crisp sound, with an echo.

Fu Yizheng put the cup close to his lips, raised his head and took a sip, then put it down, keeping his eyes on the person opposite him.

Han Yu took a big sip of the slightly spicy wine, saw that he only took a sip, and asked, "Why only one sip?"

Fu Yizheng's eyes curled up in laughter, he held up the cup and raised his head, his throat rolled, and he made a few gurgles, and the cup soon bottomed out.

Fu Yizheng licked his wet lips and asked him, "Is it enough?"

Han Yu: "..."

While eating, Han Yu raised his eyes to observe Fu Yixuan's expression.Fu Yizheng ate and drank, and poured wine for him from time to time, so he had already drank a few glasses.

Han Yu thought, why is there nothing wrong, his face is not red, his eyes are so bright, and he is afraid that he will not be drunk after drinking until midnight.

He didn't know Fu Yizheng's drinking capacity, seeing that he was still drinking, he shook his hand at him, "Dizzy?"

Fu Yizhen squinted at him, grabbed his hand, wrapped his palm around his hand and touched it, "I'm dizzy if you think so?"

The palm of his hand was already hot, so Han Yu pulled his hand back and muttered, "I didn't say anything, I just asked."

"Brother Yu?" Fu Yizheng said.

Han Yu looked sideways, "Huh?"

"Brother Yu~" Fu Yizhen called out coquettishly.

Han Yu looked at his ears that were slowly flushing, "...why?"

Fu Yizhen pressed his fist to his temple, "Brother Yu, have you finished eating?"

Han Yu looked at his plate, then at Fu Yizheng's open neckline, picked up a glass to drink, wanted to quench his thirst, but it was too hot, so he hurriedly picked up a knife and fork to eat, and stuck his throat: "Almost... almost."

Fu Yizhen nodded lightly, lay down on the table, and said lazily, "Are you full?"

"Half full." Han Yu lowered his head and patted his hard stomach.

Fu Yizheng stood up, and before he could react, he lifted him up from the chair, and said in a domineering tone, "Do something else, how long are you going to eat?"

Han Yu raised his head, still holding a knife and fork in his hand, "...Can't you wait for me to finish eating first?"

"I can't, I can't wait," Fu Yizhang knocked him down, and hugged him tightly, "You will listen to me tonight."

The set is still in the bag!

Han Yu thumped his hands and feet, "Get something, I haven't showered yet."