Chapter 40
Fang Chen felt something was wrong when he saw the housekeeper and others decorating the room.
The flowers in the vase were red, and the various ornaments were also changed to extremely festive colors. I didn't even know where the housekeeper bought the paper-cuts, with a huge double happiness character on them, which was brightly pasted on various pillars. It looked so tacky.
Fang Chen finally couldn't help but ask the man, "Are you going to marry a second wife?"
"Two room?"
Xisi frowned. "What do you mean?"
"It means second wife."
The man looked at him expressionlessly, raised his hand and pinched his cheek, "What I mean is that after I fuck you from the front tonight, I can turn over and fuck you from behind."
The lamb looked at him in horror and quickly reached out to cover his mouth, "Take that back!"
The man took his hand, lowered his head and kissed the white palm a few times. "I looked at the date. Isn't it almost the Spring Festival in your country?"
After hearing what Xisi said, Fang Chen was stunned for a moment, "I almost forgot."
"Isn't this festival important? I asked them to decorate it in advance."
Fang Chen paused, pointed at the paper-cuts, and spoke carefully, "This character is pronounced 'xi' (happiness). We usually paste 'fu' (blessing) during Chinese New Year."
“…”
"It's okay." Fang Chen quickly comforted him, "It's all the same."
Xisi ruffled Fang Chen's hair with amusement, "The housekeeper must have bought the wrong one. I asked them to change it."
"Don't bother, we're home alone anyway."
Fang Chen raised his head, "But we're going to make dumplings for the New Year, so we don't need the chef to do it. I'll join you!"
"good."
The lamb reached out and pinched the man's arm muscles. "I've decided to start working out from today."
Sith raised an eyebrow.
"That's good. Otherwise, you'd be crying and begging for mercy every time you did it halfway. After working out, can you do it twice more?"
Fang Chen took a deep breath and said sincerely, "Are you addicted? If not, go see a doctor."
Sis couldn't help but smile and picked the person up. "I don't know, maybe. Baby, help me take a look."
.
The top floor is the fitness area.
Fang Chen looked around and realized that he usually only ran on the treadmill and didn't know how to use any other equipment.
He thought for a moment and said, "How about I do pull-ups? Will that make my arms stronger?"
Sis said helplessly, "Baby, you're actually fine now."
"Don't talk nonsense."
The lamb pointed and said, "I can't reach it, hold me."
“…”
The man lifted the lamb and waited until Fang Chen reached out and grasped the railing before asking, "Do you want me to let go?"
"Slow down... No, no, no."
As soon as Xisi loosened his grip slightly, Fang Chen hung there like a lamb, unable to use any strength in his arms.
The man could only pick him up again.
Going up and down like this, Fang Chen actually found a hint of the feeling of doing pull-ups.
He said excitedly, "Just hold me like this and do it."
Sith said slowly, "Then what good does it do me?"
What a realistic man.
The lamb said perfunctorily, "Thank you, husband. You're the best. I can't do without you."
The man held the lamb, lifting it up and down. The muscles in his arms bulged and the veins were clearly visible.
If you only look at the first half, it really looks like Fang Chen is doing pull-ups by himself. He even makes a strenuous expression and deliberately takes two difficult breaths.
The man paused.
"Don't breathe."
Fang Chen looked down at him, "Huh?"
Is this okay?
Are all foreign men like this?
Or is it just the Sith?
Can I see a doctor for this? But what can a doctor do? I can't cut it short.
Even if I could cut it short...
The lamb couldn't agree to that either.
When I came out of the bathroom after taking a shower in the evening, I saw the man already lying on the bed.
Going to bed so early today?
Fang Chen pouted, "I haven't blow-dried my hair yet."
Get up quickly and blow dry my hair!
Usually Fang Chen was too lazy to blow dry his hair, and even if he lay down he would be pulled up by Sis. Today, he took the initiative to speak, but the man didn't respond.
The lamb came over and said, "What's wrong with you?!"
The man suddenly stretched out a hand and pulled the lamb to his side. Fang Chen didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he really felt that Xisi's hand was a little hot.
Just as he was getting a little worried, he suddenly heard the man calling him in a low voice, "Doctor, didn't you say you would check me out today?"
“…”
Fang Chen licked his lips and asked tentatively, "What are you looking at?"
The man held his hand and moved it downwards, his gray-blue eyes fixed on him. "Didn't you say I'm addicted?"
Fang Chen choked.
He coughed twice, his expression becoming serious. "Don't hold my hand. How can I treat you if you do that?"
The man raised his eyebrows, but actually listened to him and let go of his hand.
Doctor Xiaoyang stood by the bed, looking down at him. "I'm going to get the examination materials. Patient, stay in bed and don't move."
It was the first time that Sis saw Xiaoyang being so serious. He thought it was funny and nodded in agreement, "I'll listen to the doctor."
Fang Chen turned around and walked out, went to the next room, and was rummaging through the cabinets, looking for something.
Sith couldn't lie still any longer.
He was a man with a strong sense of territory. In the bedroom where he and Fang Chen lived, he usually had someone clean it, but he was also responsible for putting things away himself.
The lamb didn't care at all. Whenever he looked for something, he would just tilt his head and call out "Siss".
After hesitating for a few seconds about whether to help the lamb, I heard footsteps outside. Doctor Lamb had returned.
When the bedroom door was pushed open again, Sis almost couldn't help laughing.
Fang Chen might have wanted to find a white coat to cooperate, but there was no such thing at home, so he took out Sis's white shirt from the cloakroom and put it on. The shirt was more than twice as big as before, and the sleeves were rolled up countless times.
The man looked down, feeling a little regretful.
Why are you wearing pants?
Fang Chen had a stern face, his hands filled with a bunch of scattered things. The first one was a temperature gun. He pointed it at Xisi and nodded seriously, "The temperature is normal. It seems that there is something wrong somewhere else."
He unbuttoned Sith's shirt one by one, revealing his muscular chest muscles. The man had a tight body, and even when lying flat like this, his shape did not change at all. No matter how many times he saw it, Xiao Yang would be attracted to him in a second.
He swallowed lightly.
He raised his eyes slightly and met Sith's half-smile.
The lamb turned serious in a second.
"It's so big, it seems there are a lot of problems here."
Sis suppressed a smile and nodded, "Then how will the doctor treat me?"
"Our hospital is quite simple. We don't have a stethoscope, so we have to do it manually."
The lamb said this in a high-sounding manner, and the next second he lowered his body and put his head on the man's chest.
The man seemed to have tensed his chest muscles on purpose, and when the lamb's ear pressed against it, it felt hard and hot.
Who can stand this kind of medical treatment?
Sis's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he lowered his eyes to look at the young man lying on his chest, wishing he could reach out and press the man directly into his chest.
A few strands of the boy's hair hung down, soft and itchy, as if falling directly on the tip of his heart.
After a few seconds, Doctor Xiaoyang raised his head and spoke seriously, "Your heartbeat is too fast. There must be too much poisonous fire inside. I have to help you disinfect it."
Sis raised his eyebrows and was about to ask how to disinfect it when the lamb lowered its head and bit it.
The man's chest muscles have become the lamb's exclusive chewing pleasure.
He bites when he's happy, and he bites when he's angry. He bites when he's so happy he loses his mind, and he bites when he's been bullied.
The moment she bit him, it was as if a tiny electric current ran through his body. The man's eyes darkened instantly, and he reacted almost instantly.
Doctor Lamb took two bites, one on each side, very symmetrically.
He raised his head, seemed very satisfied with his results, and nodded, "How is it? Do you feel better?"
Sis looked at him deeply, his voice slightly hoarse, "Doctor, I seem to be getting sicker."
“…”
The lamb looked down and fell silent.
"Doctor." Sis took his hand, threaded his fingers through his, and held it tightly. He said meaningfully, "Maybe you have to treat me yourself."
Fang Chen paused for a moment, struggled hard to free the man's hand, and chuckled twice, "Don't worry, this doctor can definitely cure you."
He pulled out a tie that looked vaguely familiar.
The man's expression finally changed. "Where did you find that?"
Fang Chen snorted coldly, "You're hiding quite well."
This tie was a gift from Fang Chen. Men usually treasure it very much and would like to wear it every day, but they are also afraid that it will be worn out if worn too much.
Seeing Fang Chen holding the tie and measuring it under his body, Xisi couldn't help but say, "Don't, it will get dirty, dear."
Fang Chen glanced at him and said, "You know you're afraid of getting it dirty now, but why didn't you tell me when you tied it up for me?"
Sis was helpless, "How can they be the same? Yours is not dirty."
He despises himself, but loves lamb's things.
The lamb's face flushed a little, but he quickly straightened up again. "Don't disturb me while I'm treating you! Lie back down."
Sith couldn't persuade him, so he could only lie back down, feeling the movements of the lamb beneath him. He closed his eyes and tried his best to endure it, the veins on his forehead bulging.
The young man didn't hold back when he attacked, his fingers always sliding or touching accidentally, making Sis almost explode. He really regretted making such a fuss at this moment, not only did he not get to eat a single bite of meat, but he was also tortured badly.
Finally it was tied up. The little lamb pulled it twice and was happy. "Well, my medical skills are pretty good, right? Just tie it up like this for a week. I think it will be healed."
Sith almost laughed out of anger.
It's a pity that he actually said that. If he ties it up for a week, it will probably be broken.
He raised his eyes and looked at Fang Chen with a serious gaze.
Doctor Xiaoyang felt a little guilty, "Okay, there's no need to tie it for so long, just tie it for tonight first."
Sis gritted his teeth and patiently asked, "Doctor, what other treatment steps are there?"
If there is no benefit at all, don't blame him.
Doctor Xiaoyang clapped his hands. "No, that's all for today's treatment. Um...you can sleep alone tonight. Tie yourself up and calm down. I'll go to the guest bedroom..."
Before he could finish his words, the man had already thrown back the quilt and walked out of the bed.
Fang Chen's eyes widened. "You...you wear pants."
Sith cursed at him for once, "You've already tied me up, why should I wear anything?"
He simply put his arms around Xiaoyang's waist, lifted him up and threw him onto the bed.
The man said sinisterly, "Doctor, isn't it not good for you to treat patients like this?"
The boy stiffened his neck and said, "What's the matter? I think it's fine!"
Xisi pulled off the tie with one hand and threw it beside Fang Chen's ear. The tie was wet, and Fang Chen's face turned red just like that in front of him.
He said in a timid tone, "Don't... you're causing trouble for the doctor, I'm telling you."
Sis sneered, "Let me teach the doctor how to treat me."
For the rest of the night, Dr. Lamb received in-depth instruction. The patient was very patient and taught him in many different ways, constantly asking the doctor if he had learned it.
Doctor Lamb nodded while crying.
The patient gently told him that he would be treated in this way in the future.
Dr. Xiaoyang said tearfully that the hospital would be closing.
The man laughed when he heard this.
He raised his hand to brush away the sweat-soaked hair on Xiaoyang's forehead and whispered, "Don't worry, doctor. I can open the door myself."
Doctor Lamb didn't even have the strength to speak a word. He buried his head in the patient's chest and took a bite with his last bit of strength.
Sith smiled happily.
It was almost dawn when this exhilarating teaching session finally came to an end.
He took Fang Chen, who had already fallen asleep, to take a shower, washed him clean and tucked him into bed. Before going to bed, Xiaoyang swore in his heart that he would never care about Xisi again, but his body was very honest. When he fell asleep, he automatically turned into a glutinous rice ball and rolled into the man's arms.
Sis hugged the lamb with one hand, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. He took out his mobile phone with one hand and found some videos of boxing matches to watch.
Fang Chen was fucked so hard that even after cleaning it, he still felt like there was something inside. He had a short dream and woke up in the middle of it. He saw Xisi looking at his phone and kissed him drowsily, "What time is it?"
The man didn't answer him. He put down his phone, bent down and kissed him. The warm kisses went from his forehead to the tip of his nose and then to his lips, as dense and frequent as a dragonfly skimming the water.
The lamb responded subconsciously by pouting, but soon became too sleepy to open his eyes, and fell asleep with his head tilted.
Sith lowered his eyes to look at him, and felt that his heart was full, without a single gap.
He also lay down, hugged the person tightly, and closed his eyes.
*
The man brought up the Spring Festival, which he had forgotten about, and Xiaoyang immediately started thinking about it again, counting the days. In fact, he had never felt much about the Spring Festival before. The only difference between this family reunion day and any other day for him was that the takeout delivery fee was a little higher.
But this year is different.
Although he was abroad, he had a family, so he was looking forward to this festival and even went to the supermarket with his man in advance to do some shopping.
The housekeeper was originally responsible for purchasing household items, but Fang Chen emphasized that this was a very important part of the Spring Festival, called buying New Year's goods.
Of course Sith let him do what he wanted.
The two of them went to a nearby supermarket. The man pushed the cart, and Fang Chen was only responsible for loading it. Halfway through the shopping, Xisi took a quick look and asked, "So your New Year shopping is just snacks?"
Fang Chen smiled with his eyes curved, "It's the same idea."
The man raised his chin and said, "These are enough. I'm not eating a lot of snacks and I don't eat a meal."
Fang Chen snorted, "Why don't you learn the good things but the bad things? Where did you learn these messed up health-preserving methods?"
Sith glanced at him and said, "I think it's very useful. At least it takes good care of you."
"I got fat."
Thinking about the plump lamb butt, the man nodded, "Yes, I've gained some weight. A little more weight is good. I was too thin before."
I didn't dare to pinch his waist hard while doing it.
Fang Chen didn't want to continue the increasingly obscene conversation with him, so he quickly pushed the cart and ran away.
I didn’t expect that this kind of supermarket also sells Spring Festival couplets and lanterns. Although the prices are shockingly expensive, now with the support of Sis, Xiaoyang can pay without blinking an eye.
It was a nice European-style manor with big red lanterns hanging above and below, several wedding characters pasted on the Roman columns at the door, and Spring Festival couplets posted in front of the door, making it look like a fusion of Chinese and Western styles.
The little lamb looked at the house inside and out several times, and became more and more satisfied as he looked, thinking that this was the feeling of home.
He mumbled to himself at the door, and Sis heard a few words. He picked him up and kissed him, "This has always been your home."
*
On New Year's Day, the little lamb got up very early.
Sith wasn't even awake yet, he had one arm around him, holding him close to him.
This kind of scene is rare. Usually when Fang Chen wakes up, the man has usually finished his morning exercise.
The lamb tiptoed out of the man's arms. Maybe it was because Sith was sleeping too deeply that he didn't wake up.
Fang Chen originally wanted to wake him up, but when he blinked, he suddenly remembered the videos that Jieming sent him. He hesitated for a second and then sneaked into bed.
He couldn't use his mouth, so he could only use his hands. Even so, he made himself look very embarrassed.
When Sis woke up, he was stunned for two seconds, thinking he was dreaming that the lamb had tied him up with a tie again.
After waking up, the man took two seconds to react, a rare moment of shock, and then quickly lifted the quilt.
The lamb sat by his legs, buried his head and rubbed the corn diligently.
Suddenly, the lamb's eyes lit up, and he paused, looking up in confusion.
Sis was both angry and amused, and raised his chin, "Baby, what are you doing?"
The lamb said proudly, "Wake-up call, how about it? Be happy, it's my New Year's gift to you."
“…”
The man almost laughed out of anger.
Fortunately he woke up, otherwise he would have been rubbed swollen.
No technique, just emotion.
He whispered, "Why are you so stupid? Didn't I teach you?"
Fang Chen thought about it for a moment before realizing that he was talking about the first time he went to Sith's villa and was dragged into the bathroom by him.
Fang Chen's face felt a little hot, and he bit his lip and hummed, "That's because you didn't teach me well."
Sith waved at him in amusement. The lamb hesitated for a moment but still moved closer. The man held him on his lap, held his hand, and taught him step by step.
The contrast between the two people is too great, but the man insists on doing it this way, as if he wants to embarrass him on purpose. He does it to him once, and then wants the lamb to learn to do it again.
Early in the morning, the lamb was forced to shed two pitiful tears, and the man quickly hugged her and coaxed her, "Okay, stop it, don't cry. I read online that crying during the New Year is not good."
Fang Chen sniffed, "I won't give you surprises anymore."
Sith leaned down and kissed his cheek, "Thanks, baby. I love it."
He casually reached for the bedside, pulled out a red paper bag, and handed it to Fang Chen, "New Year's money, baby."
Fang Chen was stunned. "You know this too?"
"I looked up some information."
Fang Chen was a little bit wrong when he faced Xisi for the first time. He pursed his lips and his nose felt a little sour, "But...but I'm not your junior."
Xisi smiled, took his hand, and stuffed the gift in his hand. "What does it have to do with seniority? Isn't the New Year's money meant to bless safety? I hope my baby will always be safe and sound."
Fang Chen's eyes turned red, and his lips moved. "It's my first time. It's the first time in my life that someone has given me..."
Sith pulled the man into his arms and patted his back gently, "I'll give it to you every year from now on."
Fang Chen was touched for a second, then struggled out of his embrace, holding up an A4 red envelope that was bigger than his face, and asked seriously, "So what did you put in it? You didn't print out a set of exercises for me, did you?"
What’s the difference between this and sending a child on his/her fifth birthday?
Sis paused for a moment, as if a little speechless. "Do you think I have no emotional intelligence?"
The lamb pouted, then quickly looked at the man eagerly, "Can you open it and take a look?"
"Look." The man stood up and took a pen from the side. "It's just right for signing."
The lamb was startled and stopped opening the red envelope. "Do you need to sign it?"
Sith said, "Hmm," and then said, "I'll sell you out."
Fang Chen snorted, "You are the one who can't bear to do it."
As he spoke, he opened the red envelope. Inside was a stack of documents, all in English, mostly filled with technical terms. Fang Chen laboriously read through them for a few minutes before looking up. "Share...transfer?"
"Um."
Xisi rubbed his head and said, "I own several companies, and they're doing pretty well. Just wait for the dividends."
Fang Chen didn't take the pen, hesitated for a moment, and pushed the thing back, "Forget it, you've given me enough."
Not to mention those unlimited bank cards, Sis also transferred a large sum of money to his own card.
The man frowned. "Why don't you answer it? What's the difference between mine and yours?"
He stood by the bed and held her in his arms. "I'm afraid you don't feel safe, baby. This is more than just a home. I want to give you everything I can."
Sis could feel that Fang Chen was a person who was very lacking in love. Although he said he didn't care, he was actually like a little dumpling, and he really wanted someone to hug him.
When he went to bed at night, he wanted to throw himself completely into the man's arms and hold him tightly.
Fang Chen nuzzled into his arms, resisting the urge to cry. After a while, he said with a nasal voice, "From now on, will I really be in charge of the family's finances?"
Sith laughed, "Yes."
"Then from now on, you have to report to me when you buy something. You can't buy anything I tell you not to buy."
"good."
The lamb raised his head and said, "Then you should return the small clip you ordered on the platform the day before yesterday. I secretly saw that you also bought the one with a bell. I won't wear it."
Sith, "..."
It seems that all my cleverness is used on him.
Fang Chen no longer hesitated. He picked up the pen and signed the contract neatly. He closed the pen cap and said domineeringly, "Xisi, do you want to change your name to Xiqiang?"
The man didn't understand what he meant, so he raised his eyebrows and motioned him to continue.
The lamb put his hands together and placed them under his chin, blinking his round eyes at him.
"Because my strength is here."
“…”
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*Small Theater
Fang Chen was watching Coco at home again, crying while holding little Chicken Feather.
The man handed him a tissue and took the opportunity to squeeze the dog out of Fang Chen's arms, "Don't cry, baby."
Coco was inexplicably driven to the ground and walked away wagging his tail.
Sis hugged the lamb in his arms, bent down and kissed his ear, "Why do you cry every time you watch it? Don't watch it next time."
Fang Chen sniffed, "You have to control me even when I'm watching a movie!"
"Well, you'll cry when you see this."
The man said bluntly, "I get hard when you cry."
Fang Chen looked back at the man in disbelief, with an expression that said, "You can do this too."
Sith held his wrist and touched it downwards, "I wasn't lying to you."
“…”
The man asked him calmly, "Still watching?"
Fang Chen shook his head for a second, "I won't watch it anymore."
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