"You only made this little bit?" Fang Hua was somewhat disappointed.
"How much more do you need to eat by yourself?" You've already finished three steamed buns and four plates of vegetables, and now a plate of cake still seems small?
"Okay." Fang Hua was a little disappointed, but then he became happy again when he thought about the cake.
"Don't just think of yourself, cut a piece for the old man too." How pathetic, bribing him with just a piece of cake.
Fang Hua does a very good job in respecting the elderly and caring for the young; I guess I learned it from him.
Fang Rong also had great respect for the elderly, feeling sorry for them on one hand and feeling that she should give way to them on the other.
Fang Hua ran out and then ran back, asking, "Do you want it?"
"I don't want them anymore, you can have them all." He didn't really like these desserts anyway, he just wanted to try them out. Chefs are always curious about the taste of their creations, and of course, they love to hear compliments from others.
"Oh." Fang Hua grabbed the plate and ran out again.
They really meant they wouldn't give us any more if we said we wouldn't eat.
Fang Rong rolled his eyes and started cleaning the kitchen. This wasn't the first time he'd done this, and he did it smoothly, finishing in no time. He was just waiting for Fang Hua to bring over the cake plates.
After waiting for a long time without seeing Fang Hua, Fang Rong called out, and Fang Hua's voice came from upstairs.
"What are you doing up there?" Fang Rong opened the window and called to him, "Bring the plate down."
"Okay." Fang Hua poked his head out from the balcony and ran downstairs excitedly.
His slippers pattered on the floor as he approached, his hands behind his back as if he were hiding something.
"What's hidden?" Fang Rong tilted her head to look.
"Good stuff." Fang Hua took out his hand, revealing a plate with a small piece of cake on it.
...
How can you leave such a small piece of cake on such a big plate?
Fang Rong was speechless, but she still accepted it. After all, it was Fang Hua's kind gesture, and it was already commendable that he remembered to save a piece for him.
He picked it up, put it in his mouth, and bit it off in one go. "Hmm, not bad."
I don't know why such a small piece of cake was surprisingly delicious and sweet.
Fang Hua took the plate from his hand and washed it under the water himself. He never lifted a finger in the kitchen and hadn't helped out in a long time, so Fang Rong was actually quite touched.
It must be an illusion.
"Did I do well today?" Fang Hua asked him, tilting her head.
"Hmm." Fang Rong nodded. "Not bad."
"Can I have sex with you today?"
...
Sure enough, he's still thinking about this.
Fang Rong hadn't even finished chewing the cake when she spat it out, saying, "You wish!"
He snatched the plate away, saying, "Go play somewhere else."
Fang Hua felt particularly aggrieved, and stood behind him, hugging his waist like a submissive wife, saying, "Give me a little push."
Do you think this is a game, something you'd play for a bit?
"Get away." Fang Rong pushed him away.
Unfortunately, Fang Hua's persistence was getting stronger and stronger. He followed him wherever he went, even into the room, where he kept pestering him on the bed, demanding that Fang Hua have sex with him.
Damn it, if you're going to do it, just do it! Stop with all the nonsense.
Later, I reluctantly... and finished it.
Fang Rong covered her face, looking utterly dejected.
He trains every day, so he can't always rely on Li Wenyang to help him. Fang Hua doesn't know how either; although he has wood-based abilities, he knows nothing about healing.
Another sad day.
No matter what he does, he still has to train when it's time to train. And training is bound to be a lot of torture, especially later on. One thing affects the whole body. No matter how he moves his arms or legs, it will eventually rub against the injury on his buttocks, which will make him feel embarrassed and awkward.
Especially today, everyone is looking at him strangely.
He was usually the least noticeable person. If no one bothered him, he could stay silent for a whole day without saying a word. Of course, he didn't have any friends either, except for Li Wenyang, who could be considered one.
Li Wenyang and his team members, one in front and one behind, usually didn't interact at all, only exchanging a few words when the group disbanded.
What happened today?
Why are you staring at him all the time?
Fang Rong straightened up, not wanting anyone to notice anything unusual about him.
However, things didn't go as planned. The more he tried to hide it, the more attention people paid to him, and they even got together for lunch.
He usually likes to sit in the corner by himself, picking up some food. It's quiet, and he can also pull up his underwear. His butt hurts so much that sometimes he sits in an unnatural position. When no one is paying attention, he can lean to any side. Now, everyone is sitting at the same table with him, with people in front and behind him. Why are they surrounding him like dumplings?
I just wanted to quietly change my position.
Fang Rong endured the pain in her buttocks without making a sound, absentmindedly picking at her food. The food was all dry and hard; she knew that dinner would be another ordeal.
well!
"What's wrong with Brother Rong?" Li Wenyang, sitting opposite him, noticed his unusual behavior immediately.
"It's nothing." Fang Rong picked up a piece of green vegetable.
"Is the food not to your liking?" Li Wenyang picked up a chicken leg for him. "Here, take this. I just picked up two."
No wonder you were ostracized. You silly boy, everyone else got one, but you took two. Aren't you just asking for trouble?
"I don't want it, you eat it." Fang Rong handed the chicken leg back to him. At this moment, she couldn't eat anything, not even delicacies, let alone chicken legs. She just wanted to drink some porridge.
"Why not?" Li Wenyang put another chicken leg on his plate. "Someone was away today, so I came out."
The military region allows three days of leave per month to go home and visit parents and siblings, and people often use this time to go out for a stroll.
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