Chapter 37
After being sick for a few days, his mouth became tasteless for a few days. Sis, a foreigner, chose to learn Chinese health-preserving methods and even learned to make medicinal food for Fang Chen, which made Fang Chen so hungry that he almost wanted to sneak out to eat two hamburgers.
The last exam is over today.
The holidays are finally here.
Fang Chen's cold was finally cured, but he was still wrapped up like a snowball by the man, with a thick hat on his head and a red scarf around his neck, leaving only his eyes exposed.
After coming out of the classroom, Sis took him directly to the dormitory building and asked him to pack some necessary things.
Originally, Xisi wanted to follow him upstairs, but Fang Chen didn't agree. "It's not much stuff. I can pack it myself. You wait for me downstairs."
He also brought two large bags of snacks for his roommates.
When I returned to the dormitory, my roommate was there too. "Chen, you haven't been home for a long time."
"Yeah! I'm moving out during the holidays."
Fang Chen handed over the things in his hand, "These are snacks for you."
"Wow! Thanks! But where are you going to live?"
Fang Chen paused for a moment and whispered, "Go to my boyfriend's place."
My roommate blinked, "You're in love!"
Fang Chen nodded gently.
My roommate quickly asked, "Is that the one you two were flirting with before?"
You hit the nail on the head.
"……yes."
"Wow!" my roommate's eyes sparkled. "Who is he then? Is he from our school?"
"He...yes, he's from the school too," Fang Chen said vaguely, then quickly added, "I'm going to go pack my clothes. Don't worry, I'll be back to live here when school starts."
My roommate smiled and waved, "Let's live together!"
Fang Chen, “…”
He returned to his room and opened the wardrobe, which was full of clothes left by the original owner. Sith had originally not allowed him to come back to clean them up since they had all been bought new ones. However, Fang Chen was used to living a frugal life and did not like to waste.
He packed two pieces into his suitcase and opened the drawer to look through them.
At this time, my roommate knocked on the door.
As soon as Fang Chen opened the door, he saw his roommate handing him a box. "Thank you for the snacks. Here! This gift from me is just to celebrate your relationship!"
Fang Chen took it subconsciously, "Thank you... What is this?"
"I bought it for myself before, but I didn't need it anymore. Don't worry, it's brand new." His roommate winked at him.
Hearing him say this, Fang Chen became even more curious. Just as he was about to open it and take a look, Xisi called.
"Baby, are you ready? Do you want me to pick you up?"
"Okay, okay, I'll be downstairs."
Fang Chen waved to his roommate, stuffed the box into his suitcase, and went downstairs carrying the box.
The roommate shook his head.
Being controlled so strictly, let alone in bed.
They will be eaten to death.
When he came down with the box, Xisi was already waiting for him at the door. He took the box and put his arm around Fang Chen. "Do you want to eat something first? It'll take a while to drive there, probably two or three hours."
Fang Chen shook his head, "I'm not hungry yet."
"I bought some cake or something, you can eat it in the car."
"good!"
After putting the luggage in the car, the two drove back to pick up Coco. The little chicken hadn't been in a car for a while, and it jumped up and down excitedly. Fang Chen couldn't hold it, and was finally stopped by Xisi with a look.
Fang Chen looked at the little chicken feather who had become obedient in a second and said distressedly, "Why does it only listen to you? I'm obviously better to it."
Xisi glanced at him and laughed, "In a family, as long as there is one person who can control it, that's enough."
This is said as if they are a family of three.
Fang Chen ignored him and lowered his head to poke the little chicken hair's head.
No snacks for you today!
When they first set out, both the man and the dog were very excited. They opened the car windows and the wind rushed in, blowing both the man's and the dog's heads into a mess.
But the excitement lasted only ten minutes, and they both began to sleep soundly again. Fang Chen leaned his head against the car window, and Xiao Jimao was held in Fang Chen's arms. The breathing of the man and the dog was almost in sync.
Sith tilted his head, his eyes fixed on them, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.
The drive was quite long. Fang fell asleep, woke up, ate, and finally arrived at dusk.
After stopping the car, Xisi patted Fang Chen gently, "Baby, wake up."
Fang Chen opened his eyes dazedly, "Are we here?"
"Um."
When Sith saw his soft appearance, he felt itchy and went over to kiss him, but suddenly a dog head popped up and barked twice.
Sith stared at the ignorant little Chicken Feather with a cold face.
Fang Chen ignored them both. He turned his head, eyes wide open, mouth wide open, "Sith...you live in the castle?"
Xisi smiled, then settled for the next best thing and kissed Fang Chen on the cheek, "It's not that exaggerated."
This is not an exaggeration...
Fang Chen stared blankly outside. Although it was snowing, the greenery in the entire manor still looked like spring. There was a beautiful butterfly fountain in the center. Looking inside, there were several sculptures with strange shapes, and a huge castle stood brightly before his eyes.
"It's spring all year round in your home."
"It's fake," Sis explained. "My mother prefers romanticism. She hopes that where she lives there will be flowers all year round. Although he doesn't live here now, the housekeeper of the manor is used to it and still prepares artificial green plants and flowers in winter."
Fang Chen simply couldn't imagine how much money such a large area would cost.
"Don't be in a daze. Aren't you hungry? Dinner is ready."
"Oh, okay!"
Fang Chen finally came to his senses and got out of the car holding Little Chicken Feather.
As a result, when I got off the car, I was so shocked that I couldn't walk. In front of me stood a row of people in neat and uniform clothes, saying in unison, "Good evening, sir."
Fang Chen was startled and almost jumped up.
Sith took his hand, gently touched his palm with his fingertips, and then led him inside.
He introduced Fang Chen, "This is Ding Er, the housekeeper here. You can come to him if you need anything in the future."
Butler Ding Er smiled and said, "Young sir, please tell me if you need anything."
Fang Chen was a little unaccustomed to being called that. He smiled at him and then quickly whispered to Xisi, "Why do they call you sir? How old are you?"
Sis pulled the corner of his lips helplessly, "It's the rule here. My parents no longer live in the manor, so I became the owner here. Of course they have to call me Mr."
"I was scared to death."
Fang Chen whispered, "I don't want to find someone too old."
Sith, "..."
You really can't blame him for being too rough at night sometimes.
Fang Chen's mouth is really hateful.
Walking in, there was a restaurant on the first floor. Seeing Fang Chen still holding Coco, Sis said a little unhappily, "Put it down. There is a dog house here and someone will take care of it."
ah?
Fang Chen felt that it was really difficult for him to integrate into the life of rich people.
The man grabbed the chicken feather without saying anything and stuffed it into the butler beside him. "Go wash your hands. It's time to eat."
Fang Chen peeked over to the table and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, it's Chinese food!"
"I hired two chefs to cook Chinese food. Who do you think I learned my cooking skills from?"
Fang Chen stood on tiptoe and kissed Xisi on the chin, "I love you!"
He ran to the kitchen.
Leaving Sis alone standing there in a daze.
Fang Chen was so full from dinner that he would not have been willing to leave the table if he hadn’t been left with nothing more.
Xisi said calmly, "So what you always said about my cooking being delicious was all a lie?"
Fang Chen's eyes widened and he said innocently, "How could it be!!"
He measured with his fingers and said, "Of course, you still have some room for improvement. There is only this little distance between you and the chef!"
Sis was both angry and amused. He reached out, held the boy's hand tightly, pulled it close and kissed it.
"I went to see our bedroom."
The lamb froze for a moment.
Otherwise you can just call it a wolf's den.
The bedroom is on the third floor. Except for a study, the rest of the space is the master bedroom. You can imagine how big it is. Fang Chen was stunned when he walked in.
Is it necessary to make the bed so big?
Fang Chen stared at it blankly, feeling like he could play football on it.
Sith hugged him from behind and bent down to kiss his ear. "If you like, I have set up a water bed for side sleeping. We can try it tonight."
The lamb quickly shook his head, "No, no, no, I'm a conservative person and don't like to try new things."
Sis raised his eyebrows. "So you still like the face-to-face position in bed, but every time I hold you, you scream louder."
Enough!!!
Why can foreigners always say these words without changing their expressions!
Fang Chen didn't turn around, but the tip of his ear that was exposed was red, like a strawberry. Sis couldn't help but lower his head and touch it with his lips.
The boy's voice was soft and thin, as if trembling a little, "Don't, it's a bit itchy."
He struggled for a moment and dodged, "I'm going to change my clothes. I just ate too much. I want to take Coco to the garden to play."
Sith said, "Hmm," "Wear more clothes, I'll go with you."
Ever since Fang Chen caught a cold while walking the dog, the man would cover him tightly every time he went out.
Fang Chen was as clumsy as a bear. In comparison, Coco was much more cheerful. It quickly adapted to the unfamiliar environment and ran around happily.
Xisi walked slowly with Fang Chen behind.
The man held his hand, interlocking their fingers. Every time he held Fang Chen's hand, he would hold it tightly, as if the grip would be like a lamb running away if he loosened it a little.
"Don't be nervous, don't feel awkward." Sis whispered, "This is my home, and it's your home too, okay?"
The lamb raised its head, looked at him, was stunned for a moment, and then nodded slowly.
He smiled softly, tilting his head and leaning slightly against Sith's shoulder.
"Then I have a home too."
*
After living in the manor for five or six days, Fang Chen gradually became accustomed to this slightly extravagant lifestyle. However, there were too many rooms, and sometimes he would get lost.
For example, now.
After going up two stairs, the lamb was surrounded by identical rooms, which made him dizzy.
He could only call Sith and ask the man to rescue him.
It was tiring to just stand there and wait. Fang Chen pushed open the door of a room at random. It looked like a study. The ceiling was almost up to the ceiling, and there was a whole wall of foreign books that he couldn't understand.
Fang Chen wandered around until he saw a framed photo on the last shelf. It was probably a photo of the three of them, a photo from a while ago. Looking at Xisi's appearance, one could imagine how good his parents' genes were. His mother was a true beauty, a movie star in every way. In between, a half-grown boy, who looked like a high school student, sat.
Fang Chen took a closer look and couldn't help laughing. Why was Xisi also so grumpy when he was little? He never smiled even when taking photos. What a cool little golden-haired guy.
There were footsteps behind him. Fang Chen turned around and saw Xisi walking in. He squinted his eyes and waved the photo in his hand at him.
"You were quite handsome when you were little."
Xisi raised an eyebrow, "Who is more handsome, him or me now?"
Fang Chen was speechless, "Do you still want to be jealous of yourself?"
The man smiled, walked over, picked up Fang Chen, held his butt and put him on the table. As soon as he put him down, Fang Chen wanted to jump down, but the man held his hands on both sides, blocking his way.
"Don't run. Tell me who you choose."
Who to choose...
Fang Chen glanced at the sullen-faced blond boy in the photo again, and his heartbeat inexplicably quickened.
The man leaned close to him and spoke, almost touching his lips, "Do you know why I want to learn boxing?"
In an aristocratic family like theirs, studying economics and finance seems to be the best choice.
"When I was in school, I loved to fight and get aggressive, so my father told me to learn boxing. Maybe if I could vent my energy, I wouldn't be so short-tempered."
Xisi gently touched the corner of Fang Chen's lips.
"Baby, if I met you back then, I wouldn't be as easy to talk to as I am now."
Fang Chen pursed his lips and swallowed subconsciously.
"Speak, baby, who do you like better?"
Under the man's bewitching tone, Fang Chen's heartbeat accelerated, as if he was instantly dragged into such a situation.
In the narrow alley, the young man with dazzling blonde hair and a schoolbag on one shoulder was standing there, his eyes full of violent anger.
Fang Chen timidly dodged, but he pressed his wrist against the wall, his gray-blue eyes staring at him coldly, "Chen, why are you running?"
He moved closer and closer, and was about to kiss her, but Fang Chen seemed to sense something and suddenly tilted his head. On the other side of the alley, a man in a black windbreaker was there, with his back to the light, looking at the two of them coldly.
That look seemed to be catching a cheating lover.
Just like now...
"So. Baby chose him, right?"
The man's cold voice rang out, bringing Fang Chen back to his senses instantly. He widened his eyes slightly, "No, no—"
Why choose him?
I was almost led astray by Sith!
They are the same person!
But the man no longer gave him a chance to explain, and the fierce kiss had already pressed down on him. It seemed that Sith was really angry, and he was reluctant to do anything else to his lover, so he only punished him in this rough sex.
Fang Chen felt like his tongue was dying. It was being rolled over and over again, and his lips were being sucked so hard that it hurt. He could hardly hold back his saliva.
I don't know how long they kissed, the man suddenly pinched his two wrists with one hand, put his arms around his waist and turned him over, pressed his thin back and pressed him on the desk.
The lamb finally realized something was wrong at this time, and he said in a panic, "Don't be here, Sis."
"What's going on here?"
The man bent down slightly and whispered in his ear, "Baby, you are very good at choosing places. This is my old study. When I was in school, I often finished my homework at this desk."
What--
Fang Chen's eyes widened slightly.
It seemed as if I vaguely saw the blond boy sitting aside, holding a pen in his hand, slightly tilting his head, looking coldly in this direction.
Watch him get fucked.
Such a fantasy made Fang Chen shiver slightly, and the exposed skin almost turned pink.
Seeing this, Xisi knew that Fang Chen had been brought into that situation. He laughed softly and said even more viciously, "If you like him, just let him look at you like this, okay? Look at the baby's swollen mouth, look at the baby's tongue sticking out, and--"
Halfway through his words, the man raised the corner of his lips, reached out and tore off Fang Chen's clothes.
The buttons were stretched open and the fabric fell to the ground. In an instant, Fang Chen's eyes turned red. He seemed to see the blond boy tilt his head, move his lips, and mouth a message to him.
--【it's beautiful】
Don't - don't look.
Fang Chen wanted to struggle, but his body was already limp and he had no strength left. The man could easily hold him down, his big hand sliding down his smooth back.
He was not in a hurry to enjoy the delicious little lamb. At this time, it seemed that the psychological stimulation far outweighed the physical stimulation.
The corners of Fang Chen's eyes were red and tears were falling down.
The man held his waist with his big hands, and every movement was slow and measured, as if he was deliberately trying to make the non-existent self see him more clearly.
There has been a desk on the table before, but the meaning of this desk is different. This is where Sis used to study. Just thinking about it, this position may be where Sis used to sit, where he read and wrote.
But I am...
It was a finger that went in, but Cis deliberately whispered, "Baby, can the pen go in?"
What? !
Fang Chen was so frightened that he couldn't cry anymore. He struggled to hide forward, whimpering, "No."
A pen, a used pen, how can you put it in there!
…
When Fang Chen was finally picked up by the man after being exhausted, his face was already covered with tears. The man kissed the tip of his nose with a look of amusement and heartache, "What's wrong? Aren't you still in the show?"
Fang Chen sniffed, then suddenly bumped into the man's chest and bit him.
The man raised his eyebrows and didn't move, just holding the lamb, waiting for him to finish venting.
She bit hard, leaving a clear tooth mark on the man's chest muscle.
Xisi didn't get angry. Instead, he smiled and coaxed Fang Chen, "Baby, bite this side too to make it symmetrical."
Fang Chen snorted, "You're going too far!"
"Really?" Sis narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Don't you like it, baby? You were screaming so loudly just now."
In an instant, Fang Chen's face turned red like a tomato, and he rushed forward to cover Xisi's mouth, "Shut up!"
After recovering from the excitement, Fang Chen regained consciousness and recalled his previous state, feeling half ashamed and half furious. He bit his lip and whispered, "Will anyone outside hear us?"
Xisi smiled, lowered his head and kissed him again, "No one is there."
The clothes were torn, and there was no bathroom in the study, so Fang Chen could only wrap himself in the man's coat and be carried out of the room by Sis.
At first he buried his face in the man's arms, afraid of being seen by people outside, but after walking for a while, he found that the housekeeper and others were not here and the corridor was empty.
The lamb finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Sith carried the boy into the bathroom. The master bedroom bathroom was very large, with a black marble bathtub. The boy was dazzlingly white, and the extreme visual contrast made Sith's heart, which had just settled down, become restless again.
After being together for so long, I knew he had bad intentions just by looking at him.
He said warily, "You go out, I'll wash it myself."
Sis spread his hands and said, "I want to help you choose a bath bomb. What flavor do you want?"
Fang Chen felt very sorry that he had left his box of soap in the apartment and didn't bring it with him.
He immersed his entire body in the water, leaving only his head exposed. "Whatever."
Sith picked up a rainbow-colored one and threw it in.
Fang Chen's face was stern as he repeated, "Get out!"
The man smiled, said nothing more, and actually walked out.
The lamb breathed a sigh of relief and slowly took a bath with his eyes closed.
Woo…
Back pain!
Fang Chen tends to forget the time when taking a bath, and it is always Xisi who helps him keep track of the time. There was even one time when he almost fell asleep in the bathroom. Xisi was so angry that he took him out and spanked him twice on the butt. Xiaoyang was ashamed and angry, but knew he was in the wrong, so he could only bite the man's chest in hatred.
It seems that this part has become the lamb's special teething ring.
Coming out of the bathroom, Fang Chen felt dizzy from the heat. He walked into the bedroom wrapped in a bath towel and heard Sis talking on the phone.
The man said indifferently, "No more gathering, Fang Chen and I are at home..."
Hearing his name, the lamb leaned forward and asked, "What?"
Sis ruffled his hair and frowned, "It's not dry."
The lamb shook his head nonchalantly, "I'll do it in a moment."
Perhaps hearing Fang Chen's voice, Joey on the other end of the phone shouted desperately, "Chen! Is that Chen! I want to talk to you!"
Fang Chen tiptoed over and said enthusiastically, "Hello Joey, it's me!"
Sis had no choice but to hand over the phone.
Fang Chen took it and said happily, "Are you looking for me?"
"Chen! It's Sis's birthday in two days. We wanted to go to his house to have some fun, but he refused. He said he wanted to spend some time alone with you!"
Hearing the last sentence, Fang Chen's face turned a little red. He looked up at Xisi and puffed up his cheeks, "Don't listen to him. Come over and play. Birthdays are more lively when there are more people."
etc? !
Birthday? ? ?
Whose birthday is it???
Fang Chen raised his head suddenly and met the man's smiling eyes.
After hanging up the phone, Fang Chen gritted his teeth and lunged forward. The man subconsciously reached out to catch him, and Fang Chen almost hung on Sis.
He snorted, "Why didn't you tell me your birthday?"
The lamb turned the tables.
The man smiled, bent down and kissed him, "I don't care much about these. I'm happy every day with you."
Fang Chen put his arm around his neck and said, "It's different. Just ask for what you want!"
"So generous." Sis raised an eyebrow, "Then I'll speak."
Fang Chen covered his mouth first.
"Well... you can't have me."
The lamb is empty!
I can't even squeeze out goat milk!
The author has something to say:
*Small Theater
Fang Chen saw others online buying DV cameras to record their lives, so he followed suit and bought one.
On Sith's birthday, she quietly opened it and placed it on the bookshelf, intending to record the scene of celebrating his birthday, which would be a beautiful memory in the future.
But the scene that day was quite chaotic.
The cake was eaten up and was eaten with the lamb.
I can't watch it on a DV recorder either, because what's recorded isn't memories, it's all gay videos.
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