Chapter 107

"I'll pay attention later."

"We should be smart, not impulsive, impulsive will be more flaws, will be caught in the pigtail, must pay attention to ah."

"When I saw their brothers, I was filled with fire."

Xu Haodong hugs Fang Zheng's waist and touches it. Comfort.

"Sooner or later, that scum will pay the price. Don't be in a hurry. Calm down. "

T'cause / dagger.

Uzxl "dagger.

The head of the family.

Fang Zheng smiles at him and buries his head in Xu Haodong's arms.

Although Xu Haodong has a bad temper, when it comes to himself, he is very calm and doesn't let himself fall into the mire.

"I'll listen to you for everything."

Xu Haodong felt Fang Zheng's waist.

"So good?"

It's rare that Fang Zheng should be so obedient.

"You're right. I'll certainly listen."

"Since I'm so good, I'll have something serious. My birthday is coming."

"Yes."

The birthday present is already ready.

"You must have painted me a picture, I guess."

Fang Zheng's eyes widened. How did he know that?

"You have a good mind. Guess, your painter's expression is painting. I don't look at it. I know you must have painted for me."

"It's not our painting. I don't want it. I don't want a picture of us in clothes. I want a picture of us both naked. Little yellow pictures will do

Xu Haodong made the request carelessly.

He very much hopes that Fang Zheng will draw a little yellow picture. He and Fang Zheng are the protagonists without clothes.

Fang Zheng's face is a little red. He hasn't thought about taking himself as the protagonist of Xiao Huang Tu.

"No, I don't like it. If you want me to like it, draw one for me

"Myself?"

"Yes, naked, yourself."

Xu Haodong put his arm around Fang Zheng's waist and put it close to his ear.

"I'll collect it, and you'll go on business, go out for a gathering, and participate in some art exhibition Symposium. I'll watch you at home, too. By the way, you should make your paintings more erotic and seductive. I can be tough at a glance. "

Fang Zheng pushed him away, and his ears were red.

"Don't make a fool of yourself."

"You can also draw me, I put on Leopard panties, you can draw me, you can also draw a small one, stay in your book, when you are not by my side, you look at me."

How about you draw me, you draw yourself, and leave the most attractive side to each other. If you can't go in and out at the same time, it's not lonely to roll mushrooms at night.

Fang rushes into the room with a red face. He doesn't say yes or no, but Xu Haodong knows he will do it.

With a sigh in my heart, the distance between them is too big, Tengyun town is too small, it's estimated that they can't keep the dispute.

Then Xu Haodong suddenly opened his mind. It doesn't matter. Is it suitable or not? He's a painter. What if he's a jerk? They're still in love. He's a master, he's just a teahouse owner, so what? Isn't it still intimate?

Fang Zheng will always be his lover. Even if Fang Zheng leaves Tengyun town one day, he will definitely follow him.

In the outside world, the sky is high and the sea is wide, the birds are flying and the fish are leaping. What Fang Zheng wants to do is to enjoy life and paint what he wants to paint. Don't worry about anything else.

In fact, it's better to leave Tengyun Town, he will develop better!

He always accompanies him wherever he goes.

If it's true that one day we'll be apart, at least keep Fang Zheng's painting of himself.

Fang Zheng printed out a photo and showed it to Xu Haodong.

Among the photos Jiang Xiaobai sent him, he likes this one best. I can't wait to print it out.

Xu Haodong is very angry and funny.

He sat cross legged on the bank and looked at the shrimp basket, which was the drink bottle. His posture was very clever, just like the kindergarten children sitting in rows eating fruits, with a little smile on their face. Yihao looked up at the sky, and Fang Zheng took advantage of this opportunity to borrow a seat, close to the camera, with half a side face, and make a gesture of holding hands. In fact, there were more than ten meters between them As for the distance, Jiang Xiaobai found a good angle and took photos of visual illusion.

Fang Zheng's eyes focus on the palm, and there is a smile at the corner of his mouth. He sits in the palm of Fang Zheng's hand, and looks at Fang Zheng with his face raised, as if his eyes are smiling. In the photo, Fang Zhenggao is very small. He can hold it in the palm of his hand.

How to see how to treat infertility like posters on the wall of the hospital.

The parents are holding a baby in the palm of their hand.

This baby is not a meat head, but a tough man.

"My thumb prince!"

Fang Zheng smiles and touches Xu Haodong's face.

Hold you in my hand, Prince thumb!"Bah, just say you're my father."

Xu Haodong spits on me. I've become the baby you hold in your palm. Another word with pictures, Dad, I'm coming!

Cute? No, it's disgusting!

"Get a picture frame."

Fang Zheng likes it very much. Hang it on the wall and put it at the head of the bed. You can laugh when you open your eyes.

"Leave me a face."

Fang Zheng shakes his head and shakes the photo at Xu Haodong.

"I named this picture, love."

Fang Zheng's hand made a gesture of holding, which means holding in the palm of the hand.

"The lover in the palm of your hand?"

Xu Haodong followed his explanation to analyze, and Fang Zheng nodded with a smile.

Xu Haodong immediately took the photo.

"Two meters by two meters! I want to hang the whole wall

Just for this name, this picture will be kept for a lifetime.

"The first picture of the two of us."

Fang Zheng is also a little excited. He and Xu Haodong take a picture together for the first time. Jiang Xiaobai encouraged him to put on some shapes at that time. Fang Zheng thought it was funny. He didn't expect that the picture was so cute.

We have to print more. We have to print more.

"We'll take more photos in the future. The walls on the other side of the stairs are all covered with pictures."

"I'll draw you and hang you on the wall when I'm free."

All kinds of Xu Haodong, Xu Haodong is his exclusive male model, he wants to draw.

"I can draw a men's series."

Fang vied for interest and took the picture book pencil.

It could be a chief in a leopard print.

You can wear a suit to be an overbearing president.

You can wear casual clothes.

Male, all kinds of Xu Haodong. No, you can't draw Xu Haodong's face directly. You need something to cover his face.

It is full of all kinds of provocative temperament, which makes people's eyes shine and swallows lots of color.

Don't use a picture, use a brush to draw Xu Haodong.

"I think you can draw a series of wedding photos. It's just the two of us who wear clothes and don't wear clothes. Other people's wedding photos are taken. We draw them. Listen, how advanced."

A painter should record with a brush. Is it more meaningful to draw one by one without computer synthesis?

"I'll design one for you."

Xu Haodong opened his book and drew a picture of a man with three balls piled together. It can be said that he was a snowman, so he put a circle around his neck.

"This is a tie."

If he didn't explain the tie, Fang argued that they hanged themselves together.

"These are the only ties we have on us, and we don't wear anything else. Then, your thigh blocks my egg, and I reach out to cover the bird for you. Is that exciting? "

Fang Zheng is amazed at Xu Haodong's pornographic creativity. As long as it's related to the pornographic things, Xu Haodong's mind is absolutely open.

"You were definitely a spring palace painter in your last life."

It's said that a good spring palace drawing can make a city's Luoyang paper expensive. It's hard to find one volume. Xu Haodong is definitely the best spring palace painter.

"Well, I had a dream that I went to brothels every day in ancient times!"

Xu Haodong seriously admitted.

Fang Zheng hit him on the head with a pencil.

The finger touched his forehead. No, put down the pencil and touch Xu Haodong's forehead.

"Headache?"

Xu Haodong shook his head. No, he thought it was good, but he was a little tired. I guess I'm tired of going up the mountain and falling into the water on this day.

"You have a fever, don't you know?"

Xu Haodong felt his head.

"What kind of fever, I'm fine."

No fever, really.

Fang Zheng rushed to get the medicine box. He felt that Xu Haodong's temperature was a little high. When he was together every day, Xu Haodong's temperature was very familiar. When he touched it, he felt a little higher than usual. Take out a thermometer and put it under Xu Haodong's armpit. Check it online. Xu Haodong is as strong as a calf because of the sequelae of spleen removal. Even if he has spleen removed, he doesn't get used to it. He just slows down when eating. The cooking is softer than usual. There are few disputes. Let him do physical work, but Xu Haodong has no influence at all. Go up the mountain and down the river, greet the guests and cook, just like healthy people. It's a misunderstanding that he hasn't been badly hurt at all.

Fang Zheng was very careful about his temperature. He was afraid that he would have a fever, and the viscera that had been operated on would still have infection.

A little bit wrong, Fang Zheng will feel, Fang Zheng mind is very careful, Xu Haodong did not feel uncomfortable, he took out the thermometer.

37 degrees one.

"Now the water temperature is still a little cold. I'm afraid of catching a cold after soaking in the water for so long. Take some cold medicine. "

Let Xu Haodong take cold medicine, don't sit, go to rest.

"The bowl hasn't been washed yet."Without saying a word, Fang Zheng rolled up his sleeves and went to wash the dishes. They had a very simple dinner, porridge and cake, just two bowls, one plate, two pairs of chopsticks and one pot.

Within three minutes, Fang Zheng broke this thing to pieces.

The detergent squeezed too much, didn't grasp the bowl, snapped twice, broken, chopsticks rubbed and rubbed, swung and swung the water, chopsticks swung away, swung into the garbage can, simply don't want to pick up, pot? The electric rice cooker fell to the ground with the bowl. When it was picked up, it didn't hold firmly. Then it fell again, and then it fell out of the pit.

Xu Haodong leaned against the kitchen door and watched Fang Zheng crackle. Fang Zheng was stunned. He threw the broken things into the garbage can and cleaned his hands. feel a sense of relief.

"All right."

Xu Haodong held his forehead and sighed, admiring Fangzheng's operation.

Do the dishes? If it doesn't exist, it's broken. It's not necessary.

Live, black sheep, true, ancestor.

Once smashed, their family has a golden mountain, which makes them poor.

Ah.

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