Studying with the wealthy young master

It was the first time Gu Xing saw Ah Tuan's eyes like this.

In the transparent and sharp eyes of wisdom, there is full of bluffing courage.

—he was afraid.

What is Ah Tuan afraid of?Obviously it was Ah Tuan who made him afraid.

Gu Xun wanted to leave, but he couldn't move his butt for some reason, so he could only sit on the small stool with Ah Tuan and watch the violently burning dry wood in the hole burst out blue smoke.

This smoke is very smoky. During Chinese New Year, Gu Xun followed his uncle to the uncle's house next door to watch smoked bacon. The thick green smoke was like this, giving off bursts of burnt aroma.

From time to time, there was the sound of gurgling water in the cauldron. Gu Xing was still in a daze. Fang Yan, who seldom helped others by his side, naturally picked up the boiling water bottle beside him, holding it with his slender hands, which was covered with yellow dirt. On the handle of the water bottle, Gu Xing was afraid that Fang Yan would show a embarrassed expression when he reacted in a second.

As a result, Fang Yan didn't care at all.

Cleanliness seems to be lost in the neon lights of the city.

"Shall I come?" the boy said dryly.

Young Master Fang didn't turn his head, and habitually said to his young man, "Sit still."

Gu Xun often hears this. In the past, in front of his father, Gu Xun always had to show his importance to the future boss, so it was a joy to be on the saddle, but once it came to his and Ah Yan’s private territory, it became Ah Yan’s business. Take care of him meticulously.

He is used to it, but now he is in his hometown, as a little master, it seems that he can't let the guests do anything casually, lest the uncle see it and tell his father, and the father will talk about him again.

Gu Xun wondered what was there, but in the blink of an eye, he saw that Ah Yan had already filled the two thermos bottles with water, and rolled up the sleeves of both hands to his forearms, revealing the firm wrist line, pale and hard, Holding the water bottle, he asked him, "Send it to Ji Junshao's room?"

Gu Xing was stunned for a while, then nodded and said, "Well...he wants to wash his ass."

"Then I need a basin." Fang Yan looked around the whole kitchen. To be honest, it was really unspeakably shabby. It looked tidy from the outside, but there were still pigs in the kitchen, and the pigs were all asleep at the moment. Suddenly, the stray cat came in from the hole in the roof beam, saw someone there, and disappeared in a flash.

Gu Xing also looked around, saw the basin that he had washed before, touched it with his hand, it was still greasy.

The white and red-edged Xipan is an iron basin that is found in almost every household in the countryside here. It is estimated that the uncle used it to wash vegetables, and may have filled the hogwash for feeding pigs. In short, this basin is used for that picky elder brother Ji Junshao to wash. Ass, don't wash and inflame people's hemorrhoids.

He hesitated for a while, pinching his fleshy chin with thin white fingers, the lower lip was slightly separated from the upper lip, revealing the soft and moist tip of the tongue and the tips of the white teeth.

He was thinking about whether it would be better for uncle to buy a new basin or to wash the basin now. If he came back so late after buying a new basin, the commissary would probably be closed, and he would have to wake them up if he wanted to buy it.

If I wash the basin again, I don't know if it will work with detergent, or what should I do if it is not clean?

The young man was on the alert, and almost forgot about the cryptic and ambiguous remarks that Fa Xiao had just said to him, but the other party stared at his lips for a long time, and finally turned his face away as if unable to restrain himself, and said in a low voice: "No It’s so difficult, just wash it, there’s no need to buy a new one.”

Gu Xun thought to himself, if you knew that Ji Junshao's hemorrhoids were bleeding like a river, you wouldn't say that.

He shook his head, not daring to take any risks, and said, "It's better to buy a new one."

After finishing speaking, Gu Xing blinked, looked up at Fang Yan whose eyes fell on the toe of his shoe for some reason, and said, "Will you wait for me here for a while?" While talking, he wanted to stuff the coat he was holding back into Fang Yan's bosom inside.

Fang Shao immediately put down the two hot water bottles in his hand, put on his coat and breathed out a misty white mist, his eyelashes were wet by the mist, and said: "You go to the danger alone, together."

Gu Xing's heart skipped a beat, and Ah Yan hugged his shoulders, and they walked to the hall together.

The corridor is very narrow. The kitchen and the hall are separated by old blue curtains, passing through the sundry aisle where various vegetables are stored. Gu Xi used to walk this corridor without feeling crowded, and even walking here at night felt very dark and long, a bit It’s unspeakably terrible. After all, my uncle is very frugal. In a way, he has very low requirements for the quality of life. Most of the time, he leaves early and returns late to plant trees. He is busy with farm work. The lights in the corridor are broken every year. I won't buy another lamp. I always say that it will break sooner or later, so forget it, don't buy it, and save a little.

It's not that there is no money, my father still sends money home every month, but the uncle seems to be reluctant to use it, and keeps saying that he will save it for him, saying that it will last a long time in the future, and it will be easier to live by saving it.

In the nostrils is the smell of pickled radish on the side of the aisle, but the road is windy, and if you turn your head slightly, you will be full of the cool aroma of the glacier.

It is Fang Yan's unique breath.

This fragrance does not come from any perfume, it is a mixture of shampoo, shower gel, slight sweat smell, and hormonal swelling. It is obviously very cold, but it makes Gu Xun's cheeks flush when he smells it, and he always feels that his face is being praised by others As if to be contained in the mouth.

He should clearly get used to this smell and temperature, but it seems that everything is different from before, like a concrete palm, touching every inch of his trembling skin.

Lifting the blue curtain, the orange light bulbs in the hall are hanging in the middle, and my friend Song Jiaming, who is still in high spirits after a long day of driving, is chatting with his uncle and cousin, and there is the sound of brother Hao snoring in the next room deafening.

For a moment, Gu Xing seemed to have returned to the earth from a planet where only he and Ah Yan were alone, and hurriedly left Ah Yan's embrace a little uncomfortable, and asked his uncle, "Uncle, Ah Yan and I went outside to buy some pots. Can Uncle Wang open the door?"

There are only two canteens in the village, both of which are run by Uncle Wang.

This uncle of the Wang family came from another village and settled here with his wife, which is regarded as a married man, but he started a small business in the village and lived a relatively well-to-do life.

Gu Xun remembered that during the Chinese New Year last year, Uncle Wang brought his silly son over to meet his father, and when they met, he asked him to give a big gift, and his father gave the young man a very thick red envelope, which was much thicker than his own.

"Why do you want to go out? Don't you have pots at home?" The uncle knew that when Xiao Xun came back, he was still looking at the seedlings planted in spring, so he hurried back and waited in the small shop at the entrance of the village.

"Not enough, they are used to using their own." Gu Xing didn't say that the basin was too dirty to clean.

The uncle immediately picked up the key: "Then I'll go and get it. I still have the key of Lao Wang's canteen. I said to pick you up, and he gave me the key directly."

"That's right, let me go, uncle, you just need to rest, it's not that I don't know the way." Gu Niao was about to take the key this time, and he jumped open the wooden door very lively, fearing that the uncle would chase him out, he greeted Fang Yan and said , "Hold the flashlight!"

Fang Shao easily held the flashlight on the table, and stepped out of the threshold with his long legs. Hearing the sound of Song Jiaming weakly trying to follow him, he closed the door without looking back, and quickly pulled Xiao Xun The way when soft hands come and go.

Gu Xing's hands were interlocked, and he couldn't keep up with Fang Yan's rhythm in the first half. He had to run to keep up. Later, he was a little annoyed and didn't want to run. After struggling a little, he wanted to lose his temper. Immediately slow down, and said softly to him without blushing or panting: "Okay, I'll slow down."

Gu Xing bit her lower lip under the almost palpable starlight above her head, and wanted to say: What?Think I can't run faster than you?

But now he is walking hand in hand with Ah Yan on the small road in the village, only his Ah Yan is around, how dare he look at Ah Yan?What if he saw that look in his eyes that made him shy again?What if Ah Tuan just confessed without caring about it?What else do brothers do?

Speaking of which, what did Ah Tuan ask him to feel before?

Feel...the sweat on his palm?

still is……

In this cold wind, the same pace as Ah Tuan?

The hand being held is so existential, and it is becoming more and more present. Is the sweat in the palm of the hand coming from Ah Yan, or is it himself?

The pretty boy didn't know either, he just walked slower and slower, but Ah Yan, who was beside him, seemed impatient and urged him: "Don't walk too slowly."

what?Isn't liking someone unconditionally tolerant, unconditionally pampered, and having no opinion on anything?Why is Fang Yan different from others?Picky to death.

This kind of person must be a scumbag who doesn't cherish it when he gets it, right?

No, Ah Yan doesn't look like that kind of person...

Eh... wait, what is he thinking?

Feeling ashamed that she was almost substituting the idea of ​​the other's lover, Gu Xing suffocated for no reason, stopped suddenly, shook off Fang Yan's hand, and said, "Don't drag me away if you think I'm slow."

Young Master Fang is very experienced in coaxing Xiao Fa, and now that no one is watching, face is nothing to Young Master Fang, so he immediately walked two steps ahead and squatted down, putting his hands behind his back, Said: "I don't think you are slow, but I am afraid that the wind is too cold, and it will not be good if it blows for a long time. Then I will carry you."

If it was in the past, the boy would pounce on him coquettishly without saying a word, and then said that he should have carried him long ago, he felt tired.

But at this moment, the young man shyly buttoned his toes in his shoes, his thick eyelashes half-downcast, looking at Fang Yan who squatted down and waited for him, the night was like water, only Fang Yan holding the flashlight seemed to be standing in the light.

He moved, and leaned forward a little, as if there was a voice telling him not to hurt his brother, but to maintain the original state, so he obediently, slowly, dawdled past, and quietly pressed behind Fang Yan On the back, the tip of the nose brushed against the opponent's short black hair, heading towards the border of the ear kingdom.

He took a deep breath, and tried to tell himself to still pretend not to know, to be a good brother, a good future secretary, and a good employee. He didn't feel that the other party's hand holding his buttocks today was like As if on fire, he could burn two palm prints on his buttocks through the cotton trousers...

"Hmm..." The young man was a little at a loss, he groaned, and he was afraid that people would find out, he immediately swallowed the groaning cat full of shame and grievances back into his stomach, and buried his face in Fa Xiao's shoulder Take a deep breath, subconsciously...

But he didn't want the breath on his neck to control the pulsation of the young master of the Fang family who had just woken up, instantly causing people to stop their steps, breathe heavily, and then sigh without saying a word, full of helpless love.

The author says:

What is it like for the beloved young master Fang to encounter a crisis?Maybe it's impossible to keep calm and dignified.

Sneak more hair.Babies, let's get fat, Chirp Mi!

感谢在2022-07-2323:51:17-2022-08-0223:52:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Atin; 10 bottles of Ximuteng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!