Chapter 47
The lamb had no idea that he had been mistaken for a pan-fried dumpling last night. He just felt that there were a lot of insects in the mountains and there were several bite marks on his body. When he got up in the morning and put on his clothes, he felt a little pain in his legs. He questioned the man suspiciously, but Sis remained calm.
"I was drunk last night and went to bed early. Maybe there were bugs."
The lamb was fooled and fell into the trap.
The man still carried him down the mountain.
When Aunt Fuli and the others saw him, the lamb felt a little embarrassed, but thinking about his sore calves from coming down the mountain, he quickly adapted and rested his head on the man's shoulder with peace of mind.
Shufu~
A few days after returning, Aunt Fuli and the others were leaving. Usually, they would just pack their bags and leave without even saying hello to Sith, let alone seeing them off at the airport.
They believe that life is free and no one should be a concern.
But this year is different.
There is a clingy little lamb.
"Stop crying."
Xisi wiped Fang Chen's tears helplessly and said, "We'll go there when you have a day off."
The lamb clutched Aunt Fuli's sleeve, his eyes red. "Will you come back for our wedding?"
Fuli smiled, "Of course...a wedding?"
She reacted, froze suddenly, and turned to look at Sith.
Sis didn't expect Xiaoyang to say that. He was overjoyed. "Baby, are you willing to marry me?"
Fang Chen ignored Sis, sniffed, and hugged Aunt Fuli.
"I'll miss you."
Fuli patted his back, "I'll miss you too, baby. You're welcome to come play with us."
After saying goodbye to Fuli and the others, Xiaoyang got back into the car, still looking depressed.
Sis couldn't help himself and asked anxiously, "Baby, what did you just say? Wedding? Where do you want to hold the wedding?"
Fang Chen snorted, "Did I say that?"
The man frowned, "Baby..."
"I'm sleepy!" Fang Chen covered his head with his coat and said in a muffled voice, "You drive, I need to take a nap."
Sis paused for a moment, barely holding back and not saying anything else.
But for some reason, Fang Chen seemed to be angry with him. After returning from the airport, he ignored Xisi. When the man talked to him, he pretended not to hear. When he slept at night, he wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and resolutely refused to let the man touch him.
Sith endured it for one day, but couldn't stand it the next day.
She held him tightly in her arms and tried to coax him, "Why are you angry with me? Is it because of marriage? Baby, I don't want to force you. If you don't want to get married, forget it."
Unexpectedly, after hearing what the man said, Fang Chen became even angrier. He pushed him hard and forcefully broke free from the man's arms. Her beautiful eyes were filled with anger as she glared at Sis fiercely, then returned to the bedroom without saying a word.
The next second, the sound of the lock being locked was heard.
Okay, this time we are really “separated”.
The man stared at the tightening bedroom door and gritted his teeth.
.
In the bedroom.
"Are you guys in a cold war?" Jieming advised him on the phone, "It's better to talk it out. It's so hurtful."
Fang Chen's voice was very low. "How can I take the initiative to say this? He's always thinking about getting married. Doesn't he know that before getting married, he has to propose first? I'm not saying it has to be a surprise. Let's at least go out for a nice meal and take a few photos. Do we have to get up in the morning, wash our faces and go get the marriage certificate?"
Benjamin choked, "That's true..."
After hearing what Jie Ming said, Fang Chen became even more annoyed and rolled around on the bed.
Jieming thought for a moment and said, "How about you give him a hint? I'm embarrassed to say it directly, but a hint would be fine. Otherwise, Sis might not even think of it."
Fang Chen hesitated for a moment, "That's right."
After hanging up the phone, Fang Chen hesitated for a while, then opened the bedroom door and walked out.
The man did not return to the guest bedroom, but sat on the sofa in the living room. When he heard the door open, he immediately raised his head and stood up, "Baby."
Fang Chen was stunned for a moment, "Why are you still sitting here?"
Sis's face was not looking good. He simply could not tolerate his lamb ignoring him for even a minute. He strode over, hugged the lamb in his arms, tilted his head to kiss his ear. This was the lamb's sensitive spot. Every time he touched it with his lips, the lamb would melt into a piece of cake in his arms.
"Baby, what did I do to upset you? Just tell me, okay?" the man whispered. "Just tell me, and I'll change."
Except in bed.
Fang Chen's heart softened.
He pouted, "So, getting married..."
Before he could finish his words, Sis interrupted him immediately, "No, baby, I've thought about it. I shouldn't have brought this up so often before. It put too much pressure on you. If you don't want to get married, then forget it. We won't get married."
Fang Chen, “…”
He almost laughed out of anger and asked Sis, "Really? You really don't want to marry me?"
The man was silent.
Of course I don’t think about it, I think about it even in my dreams.
He wanted Fang Chen to be his legal partner, and wanted to have a grand wedding where he could hug and kiss Fang Chen in front of everyone.
Fang Chen snorted and didn't continue the topic. He kicked the man's calf and said, "I'm hungry and want to have a midnight snack."
Sith immediately said, "I'll do it."
It was almost eleven o'clock. In the middle of the night, a small dim light was on in the kitchen. The light was dim and exuded a sense of warmth.
Fang Chen sat at the dining table, watching the man busy in the kitchen.
Before this, he had never thought that he would start a family with another person, that this person would treat him well and tolerate him unconditionally. Even if he suddenly had the urge to go hiking to see the stars in the middle of the night or to eat hot pot in the early morning, he would just nod and agree.
Sis cooked a bowl of wontons and brought it over.
He had wrapped this and put it in the refrigerator. He was afraid that Fang Chen would be waiting anxiously, so he had to cook it faster.
The steaming wontons were brought to him, and Sis poured him a glass of juice. "Go slowly, it's hot."
Fang Chen stared at the bowl of wontons and suddenly felt his nose a little sour. After a few seconds, he looked up at Sis with red eyes.
Sis was almost driven crazy by Xiaoyang's mood these past two days. Now he was about to cry when he saw people. He felt like his heart was about to be broken.
He went over and gently hugged the boy, "Why are you crying for no reason, huh?"
Fang Chen sniffed.
He thought, forget it, Sis is such a nice guy, why should he be angry with him? He has already decided to marry him anyway.
He stretched out his hand, and the man understood, and immediately half-knelt down, letting the lamb hug his neck.
Fang Chen whispered, "If we're getting married, I want it to be by the sea. I don't need too many people, just my parents and friends, and we can all have a lively time together."
Sith's voice was a little hoarse, "Okay."
Fang Chen blinked and muttered, "You haven't said it today."
Um?
What? ?
The man was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly reacted, raised the corner of his lips slightly, tilted his head and kissed the lamb's face.
"Fang Chen, I love you."
The lamb finally smiled, its eyes curved.
After Fang Chen finished a bowl of wontons, the man carried him to take a hot bath. Finally, he stuffed the lamb into the quilt and lay down himself.
Fang Chen thought about it and didn't say anything about kicking him out.
Sis hugged the man with one hand and pressed him against his chest, feeling the lamb's breathing and heartbeat in sync, and felt a sense of satisfaction he had never experienced before growing.
He finally couldn't help but ask, "Baby, why are you unhappy?"
Fang Chen closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
Sis felt a little helpless. He pulled the quilt higher, hugged the lamb, and closed his eyes.
.
The next day, Fang Chen and Jie Ming went out to dinner and told him about the wedding.
Benjamin bit into his burger and said, "The beach is nice, beautiful, and it's a good place to take photos!"
Fang Chen smiled with his eyes curved, "Then you must come."
Jie Ming blinked and said, "Don't worry, there will definitely be a lot of people going to Xisi's club. Can I miss this opportunity?"
Fang Chen, “…”
He pretended to be furious, "Can't you just come here to wish me happiness?"
Jie Ming smiled and said, "Of course, of course. But weren't you still in a cold war with him a few days ago?"
Fang Chen sighed, "Forget it, as you said, the cold war hurts feelings."
Benjamin nodded in agreement, "It also hurts my butt."
Fang Chen choked.
He turned into a little yellow sheep.
Half of it is due to Sith, and the other half of the credit must go to Jemin.
After finishing the meal, Fang Chen was about to call Xisi to ask the man to pick him up, but Jie Ming hugged his arm tightly and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? It's still early. Let's go shopping. I want to buy some clothes."
"Now?"
"Yeah, let's go!"
Fang Chen was half-dragged and half-pulled by Jie Ming to go shopping in the mall, and accompanied Jie Ming to try on clothes one by one. He was sleepy and tired, and wanted to leave several times, but was forcibly dragged back by Jie Ming.
Looking at Jieming's large and small bags, Fang Chen sighed, "It's almost time. The mall is about to close. I'm not having a wedding tomorrow, so there's no need to rush."
Jieming glanced at the time and murmured, "It's almost time."
Fang Chen said, "Hmm?" "What?"
"Nothing." Jieming said quickly, "Let's go, let's go. Aren't you tired? I'll take a taxi to take you home."
"No, I'll ask Sis to pick you up and take you back at the same time."
Fang Chen just took out his phone when Jie Ming immediately held it down and said, "No need, don't bother. Take a taxi and I'll take you there."
Fang Chen was silent.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Jie Ming suspiciously, "Why are you acting so strange today?"
Jieming coughed, "Is there?"
Without waiting for Fang Chen to say anything else, he grabbed Fang Chen and said, "Let's go. I'll take you home."
Fang Chen was sent back by Jie Ming in such a confused manner.
When he got to the bottom of the apartment building, he finally realized what was wrong. He turned to look at Jie Ming and asked, "How did you know I live here?"
Every time he went out, he always sent Benjamin home first, and Benjamin never asked him where he lived.
After saying this, Jie Ming froze, smiled awkwardly, and then, desperately pushing Fang Chen forward, "Come upstairs, dear. Have a wonderful night."
After hearing this, Fang Chen didn't dare to go up anymore.
God knows how many condoms Sis had prepared for him at home.
The lamb only jumps through the hoop and not other hoops.
He squatted on the ground, saying, "What's going on? I won't go back until you explain clearly."
Jieming spread his hands and was about to say something when he saw a figure coming out from behind him. He immediately said, "Okay, then you stay here. I'm leaving. Bye."
Fang Chen was stunned. Before he could react, Jieming turned around and left without looking back.
"Jereming——"
Suddenly someone hugged him from behind and lifted the lamb up.
I knew it was Sith without even turning my head.
He snorted in annoyance, "What on earth is your conspiracy?"
Sith hugged him tightly and said, "You'll know when we get back."
Um?
Fang Chen suddenly realized something and subconsciously clutched Sith's clothes, stuttering, "You, you you..."
The man turned him around, hugged him face to face, and lowered his head to kiss him gently.
Sis rarely kissed so gently. His lips touched lightly, not even willing to use any strength. But Fang Chen inexplicably felt his waist soften, as if it had melted. Fortunately, the man held his waist and hugged him, otherwise Fang Chen would have fallen to the ground with weak legs.
He continued to kiss Xiaoyang intermittently while carrying him into the apartment.
The moment he got out of the elevator and walked into the house, the man suddenly pressed him against the door panel and the strength of his kiss gradually increased.
So fierce...
Fang Chen's eyes widened slightly.
After getting used to the savage kiss just now, he couldn't handle this kind of fierce kiss. It felt like his tongue was being swallowed, and his lips were rubbed red and swollen. He couldn't stand it anymore and tried to hide back, but there was a door behind him. There was no way to avoid it, so he was forced to accept this too fierce kiss.
Why is this happening?
Fang Chen thought with some grievance.
Are you born in the Year of the Dog? You can change your expression so well.
When Sith finally let him go, he loosened his grip slightly, and the lamb slid down the door panel and couldn't even stand.
The man couldn't help but smile, but didn't hug him again. Instead, he held his hand and waited for the lamb to calm down for a while before leading him inside.
The house has been rearranged.
What caught the eye was a sea of extreme red. I wondered how many roses Sis had picked to make the petals look like a carpet, covering every corner of the room.
good……
So vulgar.
Fang Chen's first reaction was why it was similar to a certain Jiang Bazongwen, or was it that rich people all liked these fancy things?
But soon his tears began to fall again.
Just because when I walked inside, I saw a ten-layer US dollar cake, each layer of which was made of rolled-up banknotes.
This... this is so cool.
He loves rich people.
Fang Chen's eyes were red as he circled around the US dollar bills, "Hubby, I love you."
Sis curled the corners of his mouth.
The next second, Xiaoyang's face turned stern again. "Didn't I say I'm in charge of the money? Did you get my approval to use so much cash?"
Sith, "..."
But the lamb soon started laughing again, jumped forward, jumped onto the man, hugged his neck, and wrapped its legs around the man's waist.
"I'm kidding. I'm not angry. I'm really, really happy. Sis, is this a surprise for me?"
Sis's heart was beating so fast that he couldn't stand it. He hummed and kissed the lamb's chin. "I also baked a cake. Baby, do you want to try it?"
"OK."
Xisi was about to put the man down, but Fang Chen held him tightly and refused to let go, insisting that the man carry him away.
Xisi snorted and laughed, "Clingy."
Having said that, he was reluctant to let go, so he carried the lamb over, stepped on the rose petals on the ground, and got a tray from the center island.
The top is baked, similar to cupcakes, and each one has a different shape made of cream on it.
Fang Chen leaned forward to look, pointed, and said, "Is this a lamb?"
Sith curled his lips, "I did it pretty similarly."
Actually, it doesn't look like it. I'm just guessing based on the two horns on its head.
Next……
Fang Chen racked his brains, "Wolf?"
Sith bent down and kissed him on the cheek, "It seems I'm quite skilled."
Fang Chen pulled the corner of his mouth.
It's a pitch black mass, and you can only guess what it is by relying on your feelings.
Fang Chen didn't want to rack his brains to guess anymore, so he just stretched out his hand and said, "I'll just eat it."
Xisi smiled, put Fang Chen on a chair beside him, and handed him the tray.
Fang Chen picked one up casually, ate the cream on top, and was about to bite the cake underneath when he was suddenly stunned.
A beautiful silver ring is embedded on the cake base.
Sith whispered, "It seems we are in sync. Baby can pick up any one and get a ring."
Fang Chen raised his eyebrows.
He put this one down, picked up another piece of cake, broke it open, and a diamond-shaped one fell out. He picked up another one, broke it open, and a square diamond fell out...
Seeing the man's face getting darker and darker, Fang Chen quickly picked up the first ring and handed it to Xisi, "It's so beautiful, I like this one."
Xisi took a deep breath, took the ring, and knelt on one knee in front of Fang Chen.
Although he knew what to do, Fang Chen still became inexplicably nervous at this moment. He straightened his back unconsciously, his throat felt a little dry, and he couldn't help licking his lips.
The man looked at him deeply, as if since the first time they met, in that absurd opening, between the two masks, Sith's eyes had never left him.
"Fang Chen, I've never liked anyone except you. Later I thought, maybe from the first time we met, I felt soft towards you, wanted to coax you, wanted to hold you in my heart."
"I've never thought before how it was possible that there could be someone like you in this world, so fragile and yet so resilient."
"Fang Chen, baby, do you know how many times I've wanted to lock you up? I hate anyone seeing you, but I can't bear to do that. You should be a lamb running freely in the sun, not locked in a cage by me."
The man seemed to rarely speak so many words in one breath. His voice was a little hoarse and his tone was low. "Baby, I love you. You know I have so many faults. I am greedy and strong, arrogant, and controlling. But I swear, in this life, I will never do anything to make Fang Chen sad, and I will never hurt Fang Chen in the slightest."
"Marry me, okay?"
Fang Chen felt that the man's voice was too hoarse, and he wondered if his eyes were red. However, he had no time to care about that at the moment, because he had already burst into tears.
He wiped his tears and choked up, "What are you doing? Just say the last sentence. You put so much groundwork in place, just to make me cry, right?"
Xisi curled his lips and said, "Baby, stretch out your hand first."
"Put the ring on your finger and then coax you."
Fang Chen sniffed and stretched out his hand. The next moment, the ring was on his hand. It was an ordinary plain ring, but if you look closely, you will find that there are various dark patterns on the silver ring, which look like water waves under the light.
He murmured, "So beautiful."
The next second, the man stood up, held him in his arms, bent down to kiss his eyes, and kissed away the tears on his eyelashes.
"Don't cry, baby."
Fang Chen buried his face in the man's chest muscles and said muffledly, "Did Jie Ming tell you?"
Sis was helpless. "I contacted him, hoping he would help me hold you back for a while, but he also told me that he was upset a while ago because of this, huh? How stupid! I was just waiting for the custom-made ring. How could I miss such an important ceremony?"
Fang Chen muttered, "I don't know."
"It's my fault. I made our baby unhappy."
Sis immediately apologized, lifted the lamb's chin up, and kissed him twice on the cheek.
Fang Chen's face was covered with either his own tears or the man's saliva. He thought that if he were really a lamb, he would have been sucked into a mango core by Sis long ago.
He struggled to speak, "Where's your...ring?"
"Um?"
"Shouldn't they be wedding rings?"
Sith had long forgotten about his own things, but only remembered them after hearing what Fang Chen said. He turned around, took out a box from the drawer, and poured it on the table, making a clanging sound.
Looking at the table full of rings, Fang Chen's mouth twitched.
They match the rings in each cake, because we don’t know which one the lamb will pick, so each one is a pair of rings.
Sis rummaged through the pile of rings and picked out a ring that matched Fang Chen's. With a smile on his face, he handed it to Fang Chen and said, "Baby, help me put it on."
The lamb took the ring and slowly put it on the man's finger. The moment she put it on, the man suddenly grabbed the lamb's hand, exerted a little force, and pulled the lamb into his arms.
The two hands wearing rings were clasped together.
The man tilted his head and kissed the lamb's neck, sniffing it carefully and speaking vaguely, "I love you so much, baby, wife."
Fang Chen blushed a little at what he said and pushed him slightly, "I'm going to take a shower."
Sis quickly said, "Wife, I'll wash you."
"No need."
Fang Chen quickly said, "I can do it myself."
The man was appropriately deaf, "Don't worry, honey, I will definitely wash you clean."
"Can't you hear me? I said no—"
"Let's go, honey. I'll give you a jasmine-scented bath today. It smells so good."
“…”
Sis carried the lamb straight into the bathroom. The shower was turned on, and water poured down from the top of his head, instantly turning the little curly-haired kid into a sloppy puppy.
The foam covered my whole body and the scent of jasmine filled the entire room.
Then, the lamb watched Sith take off the ring he had just put on.
His eyes widened as he hugged the man's arm, "Why did you pick it? What's the meaning?"
The man's action was completely subconscious. He paused for a moment and coaxed him, "Be good, take it off first, otherwise it will hurt you."
What……
It wouldn't be long before Fang Chen understood what Sith meant.
If you wear a ring on your finger, it is indeed easy to scratch it, after all, that finger is so fragile.
Fang Chen held onto the bathroom wall tiles, feeling his legs go weak. He tilted his head back, his eyes red as hell.
Sis suddenly thought of something, pulled out his fingers, lowered his head and kissed the lamb's fragile neck, whispering, "Do you like the beads? I can go for the surgery."
What……
The lamb's toes stretched straight and tears flowed uncontrollably.
Do you have to destroy the lamb?
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