[ABO] Xu Anyang said I could do it

this is wine

Regarding this, Xu Anyang said to Fang Yuan, "Laugh if you want to."

The people around said, "What's the situation?" Xu Anyang's temper is different from the rumors!

Fang Yuan laughed a few times, looking at Xu Anyang's expressionless face, is he angry or not?Xu Anyang's exposure to the outside has been disfigured, which fits his identity as an undercover farmer.

Xu Anyang's body was itchy except for the place where the prosthesis was stuffed. His costumes were all shorts and shorts made of loose coarse cloth with a belt. In this hot summer season, the overall temperature was still not hot.

Unlike Fang Yuan who had to wear both an inner garment and a long gown outside, Zheng Ke would hold a small fan and blow next to Fang Yuan after the play.

The highlight of the first meeting was finally filmed, and it took a week to lay the groundwork.Then came the daily life, they still have a scene at night, now they are filming other people's, Xu Anyang and Fang Yuan will wait first.

After filming other people's scenes, it's already meal time, so let's serve the meal first.Xu Anyang was at the table with Fang Yuan and their assistants. Fang Yuan laughed as he ate, and the three of them stared at him with foolish expressions on their faces, but he didn't stop laughing.

While eating and laughing, he choked, Xu Anyang patted Fang Yuan on the back while telling him to stop laughing.

Zheng Ke, "Brother Yuan, what are you laughing at?"

Xiao Zhao asked the same face.

Fang Yuan waved his hand, told Xu Anyang to stop taking pictures, and brought him a bottle of water.After drinking water, he answered Zheng Ke's question, "It's just funny."

I won't tell you that Xu Anyang's big round and black mole is really funny.

Zheng Ke, "..."

Xiao Zhao, "?"

Xu Anyang glanced at the two of them, and they immediately lowered their heads to eat.Fang Yuan put the water on the table and continued to eat, Xu Anyang asked in his ear, "Amusing?"

Threats mean a lot!

Fang Yuan made a bitter face, "It's not funny..."

Xiao Zhao and Zheng Ke were full of doubts in their hearts, but they didn't dare to look up. The two of them glanced at each other tacitly, and then continued to eat.

Xu Anyang's voice finally became normal, "After eating the right scene."

Tonight, the moonlight was thick, and on the threshold where the moonlight could shine, Qian Zhong put three jars of wine, which he had hidden for a long time, and he was sitting under the eaves, holding an jar in his hand. What about wine?

Qian Zhong wanted to go to the front yard, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance to touch Master Fang's study, so he was escorted here to serve the sick young master.

All the slaves who had mixed with him in the past looked down on others, and if they didn't give him a good face, they would feel aggrieved just thinking about it.

The higher-ups urged him to get the list quickly. The organization couldn't afford to wait. It would be best within half a month. He has been here for two months. If he hadn't been assigned to serve Fang Zhengyuan, he would have left this ghost place long ago.

The more you think about it, the more you worry, and the more you worry, the more you drink.

I drank more than two cans in a dull mood, and was already half drunk.With Qian Zhong's hands on the floor behind him, his waist leaning against the steps, his body was thrown back, looking at the cold and bright moonlight, he felt a lot of emotion.

Under the cold moonlight, I saw Fang Zhengyuan wearing a dark blue coat, with a terrifyingly pale face, staring at him curiously.Qian Zhong thought he was hallucinating, so he waved Fang Zhengyuan away, he didn't want to see Fang Zhengyuan.

When Fang Zhengyuan heard this, he became emotional and couldn't stop coughing for a while. His face was hot and his throat was sore. He didn't speak for a long time.

He could feel that Qian Zhong's words were full of dislike for him, unless it was inconvenient, he didn't ask Qian Zhong to do this or that for him all the time.

Why does he despise himself!

Unable to figure it out, he coughed continuously, and finally coughed up a little blood on the palm of his hand.

Qian Zhong had already come to his senses, holding the wine jar in one hand, and patted Fang Zhengyuan on the back with the other.

Seeing some blood, Qian Zhong's hand froze, Fang Zhengyuan had already shut up and coughed, his lips were slightly red with blood.

Fang Zhengyuan took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his lips first, then wiped off the blood on his hands. He looked at Qian Zhong sharply, "Don't say anything."

Seeing that Qian Zhong was stunned without nodding his head, Fang Zhengyuan guessed that he was frightened.Thinking about it, anyone who can cough can cough up blood, and he is the only one who is sick.

With a muffled cough, Fang Zhengyuan smiled and repeated what he said just now, Qian Zhong nodded, "Master, you don't stay in the room, what are you doing here?"

Fang Zhengyuan stared at the altar Qian Zhong was carrying, "I was sitting in the courtyard to enjoy the moon, but this smell is mellow, and I came here after smelling it."

Moonlight turned his back to Qian Zhong and looked squarely at Fang Zhengyuan. Qian Zhong could see the expression on Fang Zhengyuan's face clearly, but Fang Zhengyuan could only see the big black mole on the corner of Qian Zhong's mouth.

Fang Zhengyuan became interested, and sat on the steps where Qian Zhong was sitting before, it was cold and hard, he moved uncomfortably and asked Qian Zhong to sit down too.

Curiosity returned to Fang Zhengyuan's face, "What are you?"

Qian Zhong lowered his head, his eyes were full of surprise, but he answered the young master's question sincerely, "This is wine..."

Fang Zhengyuan laughed in a muffled voice, his body had already turned to Qian Zhong's side, very close to Qian Zhong's strong shoulder, as long as he lowered his head and chin, he could rest on Qian Zhong's shoulder.

Fang Zhengyuan did this on purpose!

Qian Zhong only felt that in addition to the smell of wine on his body, there was also a faint smell of herbs entering his nasal cavity.He never liked herbs, but now he is a bit addicted.

Fang Zhengyuan's hand had already touched the wine jar Qian Zhong was holding, it was icy cold, "Is it good?"

Qian Zhong looked directly at Fang Zhengyuan's thin hand, and lied, "It's not good..."

I hope to dispel Fang Zhengyuan's idea of ​​trying.Fang Zhengyuan didn't even know what alcohol was. Alcohol was strictly forbidden to him in his family, and it seemed to be of no benefit to his illness.

Fang Zhengyuan's thoughts did not give up because of this, he stroked the belly of the wine jar back and forth, and had a brief contact with Qian Zhong's fingers, and Qian Zhong moved away.

This was not the first time Fang Zhengyuan touched Qian Zhong's hands, but the feeling was quite different.Fang Zhengyuan also lowered his eyebrows, trying to cover up something.

Fang Zhengyuan said in a crisp voice, and his words could not be refused, "I want to try."

Qian Zhong had no choice but to give it a try and it should be fine.While he was in a daze, Fang Zhengyuan was already holding the wine jar with both hands, and with his mouth facing the mouth of the jar, he took a sip, and the collar of his dark blue jacket was wetted a little.

Qian Zhong had already snatched the wine jar from Fang Zhengyuan's hand, looked squarely at Fang Zhengyuan who was coughing from the heat, and said with a bit of anger in his tone, "You don't know your physical condition, just try Hulele."

Fang Zhengyuan looked at Qian Zhong, and couldn't help coughing after saying a few words. At the end of the cough, Qian Zhong didn't understand what he said, but he could hear the last sentence clearly, "I just know that my life is not long, so what's the matter?" I want to try it out.”

Qian Zhong never comforted others, Fang Zhengyuan's entire head was already leaning on his shoulder, his eyes were closed tightly in discomfort, his cheeks were already glowing red, which made Fang Zhengyuan more complex than usual.

She is also prettier than the girl in Chunyue Tower he went to before!

Qian Zhongshou couldn't help feeling that he touched Fang Zhengyuan's red cheeks, the touch was delicate and smooth, and the heat that rushed up with the smell of alcohol was really easy to touch.

Fang Zhengyuan's eyes opened at some point, and he was looking at him watery.

Qian Zhong was taken aback, and quickly withdrew his hand from Fang Zhengyuan's, making it look like a guilty conscience.

He didn't dare to look Fang Zhengyuan's eyes directly, as if he was a goblin who could suck people, and if he saw it, his soul would be sucked away.

Qian Zhong said, "Master, you should go back to your room quickly, the courtyard is very cold, it will be bad if you catch the cold air."

Fang Zhengyuan was still looking at him, his big eyes were watery, pure and spiritual, very seductive.

But this person was so attractive that people didn't know it, and his hands automatically hugged his big arms, and half of his body leaned against his body.

Lips pouted on the table, in a dissatisfied state.

Co-author, Fang Zhengyuan is indeed drunk, is this his reaction when drunk?