Wild Journey

Chapter 103 Prodigal | "What are you scolding me for?"

Although Si Yuan is only a special employee of the research institute, he is equivalent to half of the person in charge of the anti-drug plan. He is very busy every day, talking with Feng Yao, and then he is called to help again.Feng Yao hangs up the communication without any hesitation, puts the single lens on the coffee table, and asks Gu Xiao, "When shall we go back?"

Gu Xiao: "Listen to you."

Feng Yao leaned on Gu Xiao, dug a spoonful of watermelon, ate it by himself, then dug a spoon and fed it to Gu Xiao, discussing, "Then let's go back in a few days, shall we?"

Gu Xiao nodded while eating the watermelon.

Feng Yao said again: "Then you promise me one more thing."

Gu Xiao asked: "What's the matter?"

Feng Yao: "You agree first."

Before the conversation began to circulate meaninglessly, Gu Xiao resolutely chose to stop it, and said without discussion: "You talk first, or you won't agree."

Feng Yao bit the spoon, with a hesitant look on his face, hesitantly said: "In the future...well, can you be more restrained?"

Gu Xiao was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "That's all?"

Feng Yao said solemnly: "Don't laugh, I'm serious, how can anyone work for so long a day, even if you have no problem, then you have to think about it for me, right?"

Gu Xiao: "Aren't you having fun too?"

Feng Yao: "..." Shuang is indeed Shuang, Feng Yao can't refute this, but Shuang also has to pay a price, not to mention the risk of fatigue, malaise, and death, even if it is back pain, It was enough for Feng Yao, he wrinkled his face and said unhappy, "I'm not feeling well now, my back hurts."

Gu Xiao patted Feng Yao and told him to turn sideways: "I'll rub it for you."

"Then rub it." Feng Yao put down the watermelon and lay down on the sofa.

Gu Xiao moved Feng Yao's leg, then leaned slightly closer, propped one hand on the back of the sofa, and put the other hand on Feng Yao's waist, massaging him.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, it was the hottest time of the day, but the living room was very cool. The bright and warm sunlight slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, brushing a layer of golden velvet on the wooden floor, making the atmosphere more relaxed. tired.

Gu Xiao's hand strength was just right, Feng Yao was pressed very comfortably, he lay his pillow on the soft armrest, looked at the overflowing scene in front of him, moaned twice, and said slowly: "We will do it every few days. Is it okay once?"

Gu Xiao: "No, at least twice a day."

Feng Yao: "Twice a day?! Are you still busy?"

Gu Xiao asked back: "Is there anything serious recently?"

Feng Yao furiously said: "That's not okay, I will die!"

Gu Xiao raised his eyebrows and snorted lightly, "Did you die? Shouldn't you be ashamed of yourself?"

Feng Yao took a black line, and turned back to beat Gu Xiao: "Then you are a murderer."

Gu Xiao dodged Feng Yao's hand, Feng Yao couldn't hit him, he was very dissatisfied, and wanted to kick him with his legs, Gu Xiao held his waist, pulled him forward, then pressed his lower abdomen against the tip of his buttocks, bent down He pressed on his body, and even pressed his head threateningly: "Don't move around."

The visual sense of this posture is too strong, Feng Yao immediately thought of what happened last night, and immediately the alarm bell rang: "I won't do it!"

"I know." Gu Xiao's chest was pressed against Feng Yao's shoulders, but he supported his body, and did not let Feng Yao bear the weight. His hands eased a little, and they were still placed on Feng Yao's waist, rubbing them methodically. Leaning closer, he kissed the back of Feng Yao's neck, and said in a low voice, "We'll discuss temperance later, okay?"

This posture has a strong sense of control, but Feng Yao didn't feel oppressed, but unexpectedly felt a little peace of mind of being protected, so he didn't break free, but turned sideways and looked at Gu Xiao: "Why does it take some time?" ?”

"You need time to get used to it, and I have to get used to it too." Gu Xiao looked at Feng Yao intently, and there was a slight sigh when he exhaled, then he lowered his head and leaned on Feng Yao's shoulder and neck, his voice was very soft Xiao, like a whisper, revealing a very rare attachment, said word by word, "...Feng Yao, I like you so much."

"I just want to be with you every day and hold you." Gu Xiao breathed the familiar breath on Feng Yao's neck, and whispered, "...I'm so restless, I really need some time to get used to it."

Such sticky and greasy words are really too rare. Feng Yao's heart melted when he heard it, and he immediately switched to the hopeless love brain state, and he had a dangerous thought of self-sacrifice: It doesn't matter if you are tired or difficult, you can't suffer. As for his boyfriend, after all, his boyfriend is so good-looking, cool, strong and clingy, except for being a bit of an old bastard, he is perfect.

So Feng Yao compromised: "Okay then, but take it easy." He blushed, spoke for a long time, stammered, and finally asked the most embarrassing question, "It seems... a little, um, swollen. "

Gu Xiao: "Is it swollen? Let me see."

Feng Yao hurriedly grabbed him: "Don't, don't, don't look."

Feng Yao held Gu Xiao with one hand and the belt with the other, for fear that Gu Xiao would pull his pants: "It's just a little uncomfortable, just a little, just let me take it easy."

Gu Xiao: "I'm going to buy anti-swelling medicine, what should I bring back?"

Feng Yao: "No, I'll accompany you."

However, it was too hot outside, Feng Yao said he wanted to go out, but he didn't really want to go out immediately, so he dragged Gu Xiao on the sofa for a while and got tired of it. It was not until the evening that I left the room.

As the sun sets, everything sinks into twilight, but the town is particularly vibrant. Vendors set up their stalls one after another. The roads that are not too spacious in the market are crowded with people. The lights are reflected from the windows of every household on the street. Kerosene lamps, light and shadow staggeringly scattered, laying out a warm pale gold all the way.

The two picked a restaurant, finished their dinner, and bought some fruits and snacks along the way. On the way back, Feng Yao took Gu Xiao's hand and walked in front. Looking left and right, they found a quaint handicraft shop.

Feng Yao has a special liking for collecting old things, but they are often hot for 3 minutes, and the things are bought and used immediately, and the next day they are put away without even looking at them. Gu Xiao can't understand, and even once thought his wife was like For charity, Feng Yao didn't take it seriously, and said with a sneer: "What do you know, you know how to buy food."

Gu Xiao asked rhetorically, "Who did you buy it for?"

Feng Yao refused to admit it: "I don't know."

Gu Xiao: "If you have the ability, don't eat it."

Feng Yao snorted secretly: "If you don't eat, you don't eat."

You were bickering with each other, the two walked into the store, Feng Yao stopped in front of the showcase, and was attracted by a delicate saber.Feng Yao was so worried about the knife that was thrown on the train, and always wanted to give Gu Xiao another one, so he pointed to the showcase and asked Gu Xiao, "Shall I buy one for you?"

Gu Xiao glanced at it, and said lightly: "It will be broken as soon as you break it, don't."

Feng Yao: "The style is pretty, isn't it?"

This saber is somewhat similar to the one that was lost. The handle is lined with a few decorative patterns, which doesn't look cumbersome, but a bit more atmospheric.Gu Xiao hummed, although he was a bit disgusted, he had to admit the beauty of this knife.

When dealing with utensils, Gu Xiao attaches great importance to practicality. It doesn’t matter if they look good or not, as long as they are easy to use, Feng Yao pays attention to both beauty and practicality. He likes the style of this knife very much, so he said with a smile: "Buy it back and use it as a mold, and I will recast it according to it. Give it to you."

The shopkeeper heard the movement and came out from the room. Feng Yao asked him to take out the saber. Seeing that they were foreigners, the shopkeeper's thoughts changed when he took the knife, and he thought of cheating. He held the saber with a cloth, Pretending to be cautious, he handed it to Feng Yao, and reminded: "Be careful, this is my treasure."

Feng Yao said nonchalantly, took the knife in his hand and looked at it carefully, Gu Xiao took a look, frowned, and asked the shopkeeper with an accent: "Shop shop?"

Gu Xiao looks exquisite, but his temperament is not amiable. The shop owner is an ordinary person. Hearing his tone, he immediately hesitated: "Yes, town, town shop."

Feng Yao asked, "How much?"

The shopkeeper didn't meet Gu Xiao's eyes, and whispered the number.

The corners of Gu Xiao's eyes twitched, he pointed at the knife, and asked the owner, "Is that the only one?"

But he didn't expect Feng Yao beside him to say in a very straightforward way: "Okay, let's pretend."

Gu Xiao: "..."

Perhaps it was because they were afraid of exorbitant prices, retribution for cheating too much, or fear of Gu Xiao killing someone, before leaving, the profiteer gave them a pair of harmonicas.

On the way back, Feng Yao remained enthusiastic for 3 minutes as usual, and gave Gu Xiao the saber to hold, while he played with the harmonica.Gu Xiao unwrapped the package, saw the production date and product batch number under the handle of the knife, three black lines descended on the corner of his forehead, and scolded: "Feng Yao, are you a bit stupid?"

Feng Yao said innocently: "Huh? Why are you scolding me?"

Facing Shang Fengyao's harmless eyes, Gu Xiao couldn't get angry at all, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Is this broken knife worth that money?"

"The price is not a matter, the main thing is the heart." Feng Yao was in a good mood, and it was rare to be convinced, "I like it, and you like it too, so I bought it, and I want to give it to you."

Hearing this, Gu Xiao lost his temper completely, he thought he could spend whatever he wanted, anyway, if he had money, Feng Yao was happy, so he nodded and didn't say anything else.

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Two older and naive ghosts started their performance (°△°)っ