Who touches the porcelain first!

The sound of firecrackers

Liang Feng stared at the man with his head down and smiled, then nodded, "Yes."

"Drink less, or make it like this." He took Bai Chensong's arm and walked towards the car.

Bai Chensong closed his eyes and was randomly manipulated by others, his bones softened, and he spoke like a spoiled child, "They... always give me..."

The moment he was stuffed into the car, he raised his voice and shouted, "I didn't do it on purpose!" Then he lowered his voice, "Don't kill me..."

Liang Feng bent down and looked down at him, fastened his seat belt, pinched his face with one hand and shook it, "Who killed you."

Bai Chensong smacked his lips and turned his head, "You." After a while, he tightened his coat, "It's cold."

Liang Feng closed the car door, walked around to the driver's seat, and turned on the air conditioner.

The person on the co-pilot was like a worm, twisting hard on the chair, getting cold and hot for a while, and was never safe along the way.

"Liang Feng." Bai Chensong was drunk, talking in his sleep.

Hands were raised and lowered in the air, not knowing what to do.

After a few seconds, he lifted it up again and placed it on Liang Feng's right arm, from top to bottom, back and forth like petting a dog.

After drinking too much, he opened his mouth and said nonsense, "Why are you so hard?"

Liang Feng almost stepped on the gas pedal too much, turned his head to look at him, "What?"

"Hands, why are they so hard?" Bai Chensong moved his body and leaned his head against the glass, "Liang Feng."

"En." Liang Feng knew that he was talking nonsense, so he answered perfunctorily.

"Liang Feng." Bai Chensong called again.

"Ah."

"Brother." Bai Chensong opened his eyes and looked at the front in a daze.

Liang Feng laughed, "What's wrong?"

Bai Chensong patted his arm with a smile, with great strength, and there was a popping sound, "I like you."

Liang Feng paused for a few seconds, turned his head to take a look, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Well, this is the first time I know."

"Didn't I say that before?" Bai Chen looked at him lazily.

"It seems not." Liang Feng smiled.

Bai Chensong closed his eyes, "Is that so." After speaking, he fell asleep, exhaling steadily, closing his eyes, sometimes his eyelashes fluttered twice, like a child.

Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year, Liang Feng just went to the supermarket to buy some New Year's goods before picking up Bai Shensong, not much, and the two of them can't eat much.

I also bought some red envelopes for fireworks, couplets, and at least a sense of ritual. In previous years, he didn't use these things at all. He ate some at the bar on New Year's Eve and spent it there directly.

The car was parked in the garage, and Liang Feng got out of the car to pick up a bunch of things in the trunk, both hands were full.

When he opened the car door and saw the drunk Bai Shensong, his head hurt.

Reluctantly freeing up one hand, he wrapped his arms around the man's waist and walked towards the elevator entrance.

Bai Chensong was like a puddle of mud, a wriggling mud.

It's dishonest once you get on the elevator.

Relying on the fact that he was drunk, his hands groped Liang Feng's body, touching everything that could be touched but not touched.

Liang Feng was sweating uncontrollably, the man clenched his hands, and Liang Feng almost threw the thing to the ground.

"You are enough." Liang Feng looked up at the numbers above his head.

There are the last two floors.

The elevator ding-dong sounded, Liang Feng dragged the people out, and hurriedly pressed the combination lock.

The room was so dark that the lights were not turned on, nothing was put on the table, they were thrown on the ground, and they rushed towards the bedroom with a person on their shoulders.

"I'm going to throw up." Bai Chensong tilted his head slightly, making his stomach queasy.

That disgusting feeling didn't last for a few seconds, buttocks slammed onto the bed, and someone pressed hard on his shoulders.

Liang Feng looked like a wolf, he wanted to swallow people with his mouth open, he pulled his clothes under his hands, and tore a button off Bai Shensong's shirt.

He pinched Bai Chensong's thin waist, lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead, and when his hands were about to go down, the dog at the door made trouble again.

Liang Feng got up to close the door, and fed some food by the way.

After returning, Bai Chensong had already changed his position, curled up and wrapped himself in a quilt, only his head could be seen tightly.

"Shen Song?" Liang Feng whispered on the side.

Bai Chensong smacked his lips twice and fell asleep.

Liang Feng leaned against the head of the bed and remained silent for a long time, strangely speechless.

Go to sleep.

When Liang Feng opened his eyes in the morning, he found that there was someone next to him. Bai Chensong stood by the bed and stared at him, like he was acting in a horror movie.

"What's wrong?" Liang Feng moved in subconsciously.

"Did I forget something yesterday?" Bai Chensong frowned.

"Yes." Liang Feng sat up, feeling aggrieved, and glanced down, "My gun was raised and loaded, I took it off and the fire was on, and you just fell asleep."

Bai Chensong was silent for a while, then suddenly turned around and walked outside, "I thought it was such a big deal, I can't remember it for a long time, so go on sleeping."

Liang Feng: "??"

"No, wait a minute." Liang Feng chased him out without even putting on his slippers, sat on the chair next to the dining table and looked at him with a smile, "Isn't this a big deal? Something went wrong after tossing around like this twice."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Bai Chensong took the vegetables from the refrigerator, turned his head and smiled, "I'll kiss you twice and your place will stand up faster than anyone else."

Liang Feng raised his eyebrows, and stared at the man with the corners of his mouth curled up.

Bai Chensong closed the refrigerator door, "Don't think about it, come over and make dumplings."

"What are you thinking about?" Liang Feng got up and went to wash his hands.

Bai Chensong stared at him sideways, glanced at him playfully, and flicked his tongue at him.

Liang Feng's eyes could not be suppressed at first glance, and he was about to pounce on him.

"I..." Bai Chensong saw that the form was wrong, and took a step back with a playful smile, "I have a stomachache."

After finishing speaking, he ran away.

Liang Feng turned his head angrily and shouted, "You torture people."

Bai Chensong washed his hands in the bathroom, and shouted, "Stir the meat."

Liang Feng's teeth were itching with hatred, he gritted it twice, and he used all his energy when stirring the minced meat, wishing he could put Bai Chensong in and stir it together.

"I'll take it out for a walk." Bai Chensong ran out of the bathroom, led the dog by a rope, wrapped Liang Feng's down jacket around him, and rushed out.

Like the ten-year-old boy downstairs, he jumped and ran out, yelling twice, saying happy new year.

Liang Feng thought it was funny to see him like that, as soon as the door was closed, he hummed while stirring the meat.

The snow downstairs has been cleaned up in the past two days, and it is all piled up on both sides of the road. The cold air in the morning is always refreshing. Bai Chensong ran in small steps, exhaling mist, and brought the dog downstairs. ran for half an hour.

In the new year, he never dreamed that he would stand at the door of such a strange apartment, lead a dog, and cuddle up with a man to celebrate the new year. It was indescribably novel and warm.

After walking the dog, Bo Shensong went to the convenience store to buy two cans of yogurt, and squatted on the side of the road to feed the golden retriever a can. The yogurt licked by his big tongue splashed everywhere, and the dog's nose rubbed a white ball, which he didn't bother to lick.

Just holding the yogurt nose into the house, Liang Feng raised his head and glanced at it, "What did you steal again?"

The dog's ears drooped, its tail swept over Bai Chensong's calf, and he curled up on the sofa, pretending not to hear.

"Have you started making dumplings?" Bo Shensong stood beside him washing his hands, looking at the steamed buns on the table, he almost laughed out loud.

"I'm making things difficult for you." He moved a chair, and the two of them moved to the living room, played a movie, and made dumplings slowly with their legs crossed.

With flour on his hands, Liang Feng suddenly stood up to paste the couplets.

When I came back after posting, the flour was all over my face.

"I wrapped a coin." Liang Feng smiled, "There is also mustard."

Bai Chensong looked at his row of steamed buns, "You can tell just by looking at the buns."

Liang Feng clicked his tongue, "I still despise it."

Bai Chensong had been staring at the TV for the second half of the show, and just when the performance was at an exciting point, he didn't move his hands. He was crushing a piece of dumpling wrapper and stood in the air for a long time, disgusted that Liang Feng blocked him from watching TV.

Liang Feng got up and went to the study to get a set of pens and paper.

Bai Chensong didn't pay attention either, he thought Liang Feng went to the kitchen to drink water.

After more than ten minutes, there was a sound of writing beside him, and Bai Chensong turned his head abruptly.

Liang Feng took a drawing board in his hand and watched Bai Shensong draw.

"You can still draw?!" Bai Chensong's eyes widened.

Liang Feng replied, "Drawing blindly."

He turned the board around, and Bai Chensong was speechless with his mouth open.

Comic head portrait, the kind of exaggerated street portrait sketch, with some coloring, the big head on the paper is cute.

Bai Chensong stared at the TV with wide eyes, looking dumbfounded, cute and silly.

The other is a painting of Liang Feng.

The painting is very normal, very handsome and stinky.

Two pairs.

Bai Chensong was like a nympho, it felt like he was looking at Liang Feng with a dumbfounded expression.

He put his foot on Liang Feng's ankle, "You're messing with me on purpose."

"Isn't it cute?" Liang Feng laughed.

"Cute, when did you learn it?" Bai Chensong took a photo with his phone.

"Before I went on a trip, I learned from a roadside master for a while." Liang Feng also took a picture.

The two changed their WeChat avatars into two big-headed dolls.

"It doesn't fit my image." Bai Chensong curled his lips, looked up at Liang Feng, and burst out laughing.

Liang Feng is really funny with this avatar.

When talking about work, everyone on the other side can laugh, looking extremely unserious.

Liang Feng put the phone away, "Let's just leave it like this."

The seafood ordered in the morning arrived in the afternoon, and it happened to be steamed for dinner.

The two big men were working hard on the meal, and it was late at night by the time a table of dishes was ready.

The party is on TV, just to listen to the sound.

"How's your mother doing?" Bai Chensong lowered his head to peel the shrimp.

"They're holding activities, I'll make a call and ask." Liang Feng took the phone.

The video was connected every two seconds, and the staff answered it.

Auntie smiled and called out, "Xiaofeng."

After two seconds, "Where is the little flower who sent the flowers?"

"Xiao Hua is here." Liang Feng laughed and shook the camera of his phone, Bai Shensong had a crab leg in his mouth, raised his head and was caught off guard by the camera, trembling with fright, he hurriedly called out "Hi Auntie".

The two said Happy New Year's Eve to their mobile phones.

The day when the family should have dinner, now there are only two of them.The noise from the next door spread into the house, and the children screamed.

The two of them, Bai Chensong, didn't care. They were too drunk to hear.

He moved his body, leaned against Liang Feng's arms, hooked his five fingers, and rubbed them on the joints.

Sometimes, with his throat in his mouth, he yelled Brother Feng, and he called Liang Feng Bone Su.

Bai Chensong raised his head, put his hands on Liang Feng's neck, and pressed down hard.

Liang Feng thought he was about to kiss, and just as he closed his eyes, his eyelashes were suddenly warm and wet.

Bai Chensong kissed him on the eyes, smiled, tilted his head and continued watching TV.

When it was 10 minutes before twelve o'clock, neither of them changed their shoes. They wore a pair of slippers, wrapped in long down jackets, huddled and ran downstairs with fireworks.

There were a lot of people standing downstairs, all waiting for the zero o'clock.

As soon as the bell rang, the firecrackers sounded everywhere, and the ears hurt from the explosion.Bai Chensong covered his ears, lit the cannon and ran away.

The fireworks exploded high in the sky with a crackling sound.

Bai Chensong was so cold that his nose turned red and his legs were cold, so he kept stamping his feet.

They stood in the corner downstairs of the apartment building, and Liang Feng stood behind him, wrapping his arms around him with his clothes, and hugging him in an extremely awkward posture.

When the fireworks were about to end, Bai Chensong turned around, pressed Liang Feng against the cold wall and kissed, wrapped him in hot air, the warmth in his heart mixed together, and exhaled a mist of hot air.

Liang Feng: "Tomorrow, the first day of the lunar new year, I will give you a red envelope."

Bai Chensong smiled, "Just put yourself in the red envelope and give it to me."

Liang Feng laughed out loud, "That's a lot of waste paper."

The tip of Bai Chensong's nose was cold, his forehead pressed against Liang Feng's, and the tips of his noses rubbed against each other, being warmed by a gust of heat.

Liang Feng put the wide hat of his coat on top of his head, covering the scene of the two kissing.

The air-conditioning in the surrounding area instantly decreased a lot, and it was all the warm air after exhaling.Bai Chensong smiled and rubbed him with the tip of his nose, and said in a low voice, "I wish you a smooth and successful year ahead, and success in your career and studies."

Liang Feng took his hand and stuffed it into his pocket, smiled, put a sticker on his lips, and squeezed his fingers tightly, "I wish you everything you want."