Auxiliary super fierce

His temper was like a balloon that was not yet full, and was deflated by Wen Tu before it exploded.

For a moment, Fang Chi's mind was filled with various thoughts, such as, does he know that I am complaining?What am I complaining about? Am I a delicate flower—wait, wait, etc. Thoughts like these popped up, but the body’s reaction was more honest than the brain’s. He took two steps forward and hugged Wen Tu into his arms inside.

Wen Tu is shorter than him, so it fits well in his arms.

"...I'm sorry." Fang Chi spoke first, breaking the momentary silence. He held Wen Tu's medicine in one hand, and pressed Wen Tu's back with the other, patting him lightly, as if coaxing him.

"Yeah." Wen Tu rubbed against his arms, found a comfortable position, and rested his chin on his shoulder, "Next time we take a photo, pay attention to the distance."

Fang Chi didn't apologize for this at all, but after Wen Tu said so, he could only nod his head: "Yeah."

Wen Tu squinted his eyes, looked all the way up, and only realized it when he saw a few bugs flying around under the street lamp. Winter has completely passed, "I will tell you something later."

"Yeah." Fang Chi responded, then remembered his restlessness and irritability all afternoon, lowered his head and smiled, "It's so embarrassing."

"Yes." Wen Tu let go of him, took half a step back, looked at Fang Chi and said seriously, "You are really fucking shameful, Fang Daxia."

"Hey!" Fang Chi yelled, but didn't know what to say, so he took Wen Tu's hand and walked back to the base.

"Why don't you dig a hole and bury yourself?" Wen Tu asked him with his head tilted.

"You're not finished, are you?" Fang Chi glared at him, squeezed his hands a little harder, and Wen Tu squeezed back not to be outdone.

Wen Tu was also at fault for this matter, so he didn't bring it up and just turned it over.

As a result, when he reached the gate of the base, Fang Chi suddenly pointed to the tree outside the base and asked, "Look, what is that?"

Wen Tu: "Tree."

Fang Chi: "Very good."

He paused, handed the medicine in his hand to Wen Tu, and said, "Now I'm going to hang myself up, and I'm leaving."

Wen Tu couldn't help laughing, and pulled Xia Chi's hand hard, dragging him into the base.

This can be regarded as the first problem that has arisen between the two of them since they fell in love, and it's such a trivial matter that has passed away, and everyone is happy.

After the two entered the base, they didn't go to the training room, but went directly to Wentu's room to apply medicine.

This was Fang Chi's first visit to Wentu's room, and he couldn't help but look around.

The dormitory is not big, with a bed, a wardrobe, a desk and a toilet. Wen Tu has tidied up the place so that it feels like winter. The bed is covered with fluffy blankets, and there is a small rug in front of the bed, which is also down.

Wen Tu went in and turned on the bedside lamp to brighten the room, and then took off his shirt. Fang Chi was startled, and quickly closed the door behind his back: "What are you doing?"

"Isn't it medicine?" Wen Tu looked at him inexplicably.

"Why are you taking off your clothes for the wound on your hand?" Fang Chi took out the bruising medicine and looked at Fang Chi suspiciously.

Wen Tu was silent for a while, lifted the hem of his T-shirt, turned his back to Fang Chi, revealing several bruises on his back.

"There are a lot of them," Wen Tu saw that Fang Chi remained silent, and explained, "They came with sticks. I didn't realize the first few hits, so I stretched out my hand to block it, and then realized that they were coming at me. Yes, I turned around..."

"You still want me to praise you?" Fang Chi rolled his eyes, sat on the bed and patted him, motioning for him to lie down, "That's great, you know how to protect your hands."

"Why didn't you ask me and then?" Wen Tu just lay on the bed, raised his head slightly, and tried to look at Fang Chi.

"And then?" Fang Chi asked him kindly.

"Then I kicked them over with my feet." After Wen Tu finished speaking, his tone suddenly became serious, "Now we can start boasting."

Fang Chi slapped the bruise on Wen Tu's back, and said with a smile, "That's awesome, Wen Xiaotu."

Wen Tu was slapped so hard that he gasped, his mouth pursed and fell silent, and after a while his lips moved again, cursing silently.

After a while, the medicine was wiped off, Wen Tu turned over and sat up, afraid of rubbing the medicine off, he didn't pull down his clothes, so he just rolled up the sleeve of one hand and handed it to Fang Chi.

"...You might as well take it off." Fang Chi smacked his lips, Wen Tu was taken aback, and then reached out to take off his clothes.

The teenager lacks exercise all the year round. He doesn't have a single muscle on his body, but he doesn't have excess fat either.Fang Chi had seen him take off his clothes before, when he was doing adult things with Wen Tu, but it was never like this, taking off his clothes and sitting face to face.

It happened to be giving medicine to people again.

Fang Chi cleared his throat, controlled his constant glances at Wen Tu, lowered his head and pulled Wen Tu's hand forward.

Wen Tu looked at him for a while: "Fang Chi."

Fang Chi didn't lift his head: "Yes."

Wen Tu: "You're hard."

Fang Chi certainly couldn't tell him that when he rubbed the medicine on his back just now, he had a tendency to raise his head, but now he can only say "um", and he can't figure out what it means.

Wen Tu sat forward, and stretched out his free hand, wanting to touch Fang Chi's head, but Fang Chi grabbed him: "What are you doing?"

"..." Wen Tu's expression changed, he pursed his lips and looked at him without saying a word.

"I don't think so." Fang Chi patted his arm, indicating that it was done, "You haven't confessed why you went there this afternoon."

Wen Tu clicked his tongue, sat back a long way, far away from Fang Chi, kicked the quilt with his feet, and piled the quilt between the two of them, like a [-] line.

Fang Chi: ...

"The man who fought with me last time, I met during my trial training." Wen Tu paused, as if thinking about how to say, "He came to see me in the afternoon, and I didn't know he was chased by Lu Yuan younger brother."

Fang Chi: "Lu Zhuzhu?"

Wentu: ...

Wentu: ...

Wen Tu: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Fang Chi was taken aback by his sudden laughter, and laughed along with him after a while: "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Tu laughed until tears came out, his face was flushed, he finally took a rest, and said intermittently: "He... His name is Lu Shanjiao."

"These parents know geometry, right?" Fang Chi felt that Wen Tu's smile was a bit strange, but he still said something with a smile, and Wen Tu unexpectedly laughed again.

Yi Fan came back from the training room to get things, and before he walked in, he heard Wen Tu laughing very loudly in the room. He shook his head and went straight into his room.

When he came out again, he ran into Qin Yu, and he didn't know what kind of stimulation he received, except that when he was on the field, someone who hadn't talked to him for a long time came over and said, "Yi Fan."

Yi Fan pretended not to see him, and walked over sideways.

"You haven't been happy for a long time," Qin Yu said flatly, "No matter what happens between us, at least I hope you are happy."

"I'm happy, why aren't you happy?" Yi Fan turned around and rolled his eyes forcefully.

"But you haven't laughed for a long time." Qin Yu frowned.What he thinks in his heart is that you haven't smiled at me for a long time, but now he doesn't dare to say that.

Yi Fan turned around, straightened his back towards Qin Yu, and said forcefully, "Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Qin Yu: ...