Chapter 20
Fang Chen was diligently wiping the table, but ten minutes had passed and he was still wiping the same table, with a vague intention of polishing the table.
What Benjamin had just said was still circling in his mind in 360 degrees.
Sith has no sexual interest in him!!!
No, it shouldn't be.
The lamb pondered.
Sith seemed to like hugging him and took the initiative to hold his hand.
But Sith never really expressed that he liked him.
Fang Chen angrily threw the rag!
Damn it!!!
Are you fishing for lambs?!
After getting the answer that Fang Chen was willing to come to the apartment to review, Xisi was so impatient for the first time. He barely endured until the evening, but still couldn't help but call Fang Chen and ask him if he was free to come over tomorrow.
The man's voice was gentle. "I'll pick you up. I bought a lot of ingredients. Maybe you like something sweet? I'll bake you a cake."
In contrast, Fang Chen's voice was a little cold. "I don't have time these two days. I'm very busy. Let's talk next time."
After hanging up the phone, Sis was rarely surprised.
Judging from the sound, is Fang Chen in a bad mood?
Did I make him unhappy?
Sith, who had never cared about what others thought, reflected seriously for the first time.
Is it because of Halloween?
Shouldn't I be wearing the same clothes as him? Or is it that I've gone too far?
The man frowned and began to sort out what happened that day bit by bit.
Shouldn't he hold the lamb's hand?
Xisi felt a surge of irritation in his heart. Every time he saw Fang Chen, he had to use all his self-control, but it was obviously ineffective.
I still can't help but want to be closer to the lamb. When I touch his hand, I will think of the lamb's soft palm, and I can't wait to put it to my mouth to lick and bite it. When I see the lamb's soft red lips, I want to stick to them and kiss them fiercely.
It seemed that all he needed to do was look at him, and his self-control, which he was so proud of, would instantly collapse.
Every time Xisi and Fang Chen looked at each other calmly, there was a surge of passion hidden inside.
But he was afraid that Fang Chen would be unhappy, and he was afraid that Fang Chen would not be able to accept it, so he endured and restrained himself again and again.
But it seemed that he had gone too far and made his lamb unhappy.
Sis smoked two cigarettes before picking up his phone again, logging into his Twi account, hesitating for a moment, and sending a photo to Xiaoyang.
This is a photo I took before. I originally wanted to show it to Xiaoyang, but later he became jealous of himself and didn't send the photo out.
In the photo, he was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up and two buttons on his chest undone, revealing everything that should and shouldn't be revealed.
The lamb will definitely like it.
Sis sent the photo with a gloomy face and a sour heart.
Who knew that it had been almost half an hour since the photo was sent and the other party still hadn't said a word.
Sith couldn't sit still any longer.
Saoirse: [Hello, are you busy? 】
The phone vibrated, Fang Chen picked it up and took a look, but he was not interested.
look.
These foreign men are so open, they casually send such suggestive photos. It is obvious that they want to sleep with him.
But what about Xis?
Not a single word.
Fang Chen suddenly raised his head and reacted.
Could it be that he was really overthinking it?
Sith actually had no other meaning at all.
I just want to be friends with him!
Fang Chen first felt something was amiss when Sis invited him backstage at a boxing match. The man put his coat on him, took him to a dinner party, and then invited him to the farm. Later, Sis would take him home, cook him Chinese food, and invite him out for Halloween.
Fang Chen was a little clumsy and slow, but not really stupid. He had a vague feeling that Sith might like him a little.
But if we're really just friends...
Fang Chen was a little absent-minded.
Do boys hug each other all the time? Or is it the koala hug? Every time Sis hugs him, he likes to hold his butt with his big hands.
And last time, Sith held his hand, interlocking their fingers, palms against palms.
Is this something brothers would do?
The lamb pondered.
The lamb was puzzled.
Until the other end of the phone sent another message.
Fang Chen thought about it, grabbed his phone, and thought, "Forget it, just ask casually."
[Hey! Hello! Can I ask you a question? ]
Saoirse responded quickly.
[Of course, please!]
Do you have any good brothers?
Good brother?
Sith frowned and thought about it.
Why would Fang Chen suddenly ask him this?
He answered cautiously, "I have some friends who eat and drink with me often."
[Will you hold hands? Will you hug them?]
Sith narrowed his eyes.
He suddenly realized that Fang Chen might have noticed something.
Holding and holding hands are what he does to the lamb.
So the lamb was angry.
Is it because he realized his feelings for him?
The man's eyes darkened and he unconsciously clenched his phone until his knuckles turned bluish-white.
in other words.
Fang Chen doesn't like him.
This fact stirred up layers of restlessness in Sith's heart. He frowned, and a storm seemed to be condensed in his gray-blue eyes. His thin lips were slightly pursed, and he looked like a storm was about to come.
So what if you don’t like it.
He doesn't want his lambs to be troubled, he wants them to be free and happy, but the premise of all this is.
That has to be your own lamb.
But Sith thought, maybe he shouldn't be impatient. Just like Fang Chen himself said, the people over there are more reserved and won't talk about love easily.
So he has to suppress it and be patient.
Sis let out a long breath and finally replied to the lamb.
Yes, we do this all the time.
Fang Chen's eyes darkened when he finally got the news.
really!
Sith treated him as a brother.
He was really being overly sentimental!
Fang Chen clenched his fists, and the villain in his heart was punching and kicking in anger.
So angry!
Even if you don't like him, you still touch and hug him!!
What's wrong with foreigners?
Do foreigners have immunity from touching and hugging?
Why?
We hugged, touched, and held hands!
Just because we are brothers means we are brothers?
He hasn't agreed yet!
Fang Chen sat up, grabbed his phone and sent a message to Xisi.
"I'm free tomorrow. Is it convenient for you? I want to go to your apartment to review."
The screen lights up.
After staring at the message for several minutes, Sith finally replied to him.
[Okay, I'll pick you up.]
The man threw his phone aside, closed his eyes, and leaned back in his chair with his head tilted back in frustration.
It was just as he thought.
Only after making sure that he had no other thoughts did I dare to come to him.
Damn lamb.
Don't let it fall into his mouth...
*
The next day Fang Chen got up very early.
The first thing to do is to tinker with his messy hair.
His hair is fluffy and thick. If he doesn't take care of it, he looks like a puppy with frizzy hair.
Fang Chen specifically found a post online and started blowing and combing his hair until it was finally smooth. Then he started rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for clothes.
Finally, he found a suit that looked a bit like a uniform, a white shirt and black shorts, but the shorts were a bit short. Fang Chen hesitated for a long time, but finally gritted his teeth and put them on.
You can't catch the wolf without sacrificing the sheep.
When he finally finished packing, Fang Chen saw that the time was up, so he hurried downstairs with his bag on his back.
In fact, Sith arrived very early.
When it comes to Fang Chen's affairs, he is very good at waiting.
Fang Chen already suspected his ulterior motives.
So he must be more restrained today.
Just have to disguise it better.
This was what she had planned in her mind, but the moment she saw the boy coming out of the dormitory, all her disguise and restraint collapsed into ashes.
The young man, wearing a backpack and a crisp uniform, had his white shirt tucked into his shorts. His waist was so thin it almost looked like it was being pinched. Beneath his black shorts, a pair of straight, white legs shone brightly before my eyes. Just looking at them made my teeth itch, and I wanted to bite down on those tender, white legs a few times before I could stop.
The man's chest heaved violently for a moment, and his throat swallowed up and down unconsciously.
In just over ten seconds, Fang Chen had already walked in front of him.
Today, Xiaoyang's hair was combed neatly, with soft black hair hanging down obediently. Her eyebrows were curved and her eyes were bright. "Sis, have you been waiting for a long time?"
The man was still staring at him, as if in a trance, and even turned a deaf ear to Fang Chen's words.
Fang Chen blinked, stood on tiptoe, and moved closer to Sith. "What's wrong with you?"
The boy's pretty face was right in front of her, his eyes were like apricot kernels, black and shiny, and she could almost smell a faint fragrance when she breathed.
The man didn't answer but asked, "Did you wear perfume?"
Eh?
Fang Chen was stunned by the question, and shrank back, lowering his head and smelling himself obediently, "No."
He looked up again and was suddenly frightened by the man's gaze, which was deep and seemed to contain strong emotions, falling heavily on him.
Fang Chen whispered, "Are you allergic to perfume? But I really didn't use it. I took a shower before coming out. It might be the smell of the shower gel."
It is a lamb that can wash itself and make itself smell fragrant.
Xisi said nothing more, finally took his eyes off Fang Chen and opened the car door for him. "Give me the schoolbag."
After getting on the car, in the enclosed space, the fragrance seemed to be more obvious, lingering around the tip of my nose like a small hook.
Sith was already sweating a little and felt like he was about to explode.
Before he met Fang Chen, he rarely even had the desire to relieve himself. In his opinion, this was a complete waste of time and it would be more satisfying for him to throw a few more punches in the boxing ring.
However, at this moment, Sis realized that years of repression might also result in a rebound.
Every breath the boy took was like an aphrodisiac to him, easily arousing his sexual desire.
If this continues, his true colors will be revealed in the car.
Sis pressed the button and the car window slowly dropped, letting in the cold wind from outside, which barely provided some relief.
Fang Chen was a little confused.
Is the smell so strong? How come he doesn't feel it?
Turning his head to look at Sis, his face was as cold as ice. I don’t know if it was because his back teeth were clenched so tightly, but his jaw line was stretched into a straight line.
Too much!!!
Fang Chen was huffing and puffing.
Why invite him if you dislike him so much?!
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Fang Chen, who was forced to exercise every day, couldn't bear it anymore and felt like his waist was about to break.
The lamb moved back to the dormitory, closed the doors and windows, and pulled up the quilt.
I'll sleep here so I won't be disturbed.jpg.
Less than half an hour later, there was a knock on the door.
Fang Chen got up in a daze, thinking that his roommate didn't take the key, rubbing his eyes and going to open the door, but it turned out to be Sis standing at the door!
What a ghost story!!
The man pushed the door open with one hand, strode in, and spoke slowly, "Your roommate moved to a single dormitory, so I'm moving in here to replace him."
Fang Chen was stunned for two seconds, turned around and was about to run, but was grabbed by the man with a big hand and carried directly on his shoulder.
"Will you be more excited if you change to a new environment, baby?"
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