Chapter 63: 63 Hickey

Gan Wanhe's smile stops at the corners of his mouth, and the straw in his mouth falls to the table.

"You've been idle lately." Ji Xingchuan held up a cookie, "You're having a good time without the stove fixed?"

Gan Wanhe: "......"

"See that cauldron over my head? I'm learning to die these days." Pan Xu, who was holding a row of cookies in his mouth, said angrily, "Gan Wanhe , I'll fight you!!!"

Gan Wanhe picked up the coffee, instantly moved a dozen meters away, and the wailing Pan Xu chased after him, "Give me back all the bitterness I've suffered!"

"I'm high on my cp, I don't steal." Gan Wanhe said, "What did I do to you!"

Guo Men are fighting, Lao Guo is repairing.

At 8:00 p.m., Lao Guo wipes the sweat off his hands and pats away the dust that stains them with relief.

After his tireless efforts in the afternoon, Guo Men has a new look and clean windows.

Lao Guo, who creates a favorable academic environment for students, waved his hand, pushed his suitcase, and went to the faculty dormitory.

*

Fang Zhiran was sitting in her boyfriend's car with some trepidation.

Today they are not going back to Ji Xingchuan's own house, but to Ji Xingchuan's parents' side.

Just thinking about it made him nervous and fidgety.

"Ranran." Ji Xingchuan, who was holding the steering wheel, said, "Relax, you're gripping your seatbelt like a safety wire."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Just very nervous ah, Yu Jin teacher may be okay, he has seen a few times, in the eyes of the other side is, Ji Xingchuan is a pile of gold coins, he is two piles.

As long as the gold coins shine and are worth something, Yu Jin-sensei doesn't care about being next to each other.

But the boyfriend's father, he doesn't know anything about it. Can this one accept that his son is in love with a boy?

And it seems like he has nothing at the moment, and all he can come up with is a bunch of essays, a bunch of scholarships, and a bunch of cos beauty pictures.

He remained distractedly torn until he got off the bus and was led by Ji Xingchuan into the small, detached, three-story villa.

"Dingdong." Ji Xingchuan rang the doorbell.

The doorbell spoke, like a mechanical AI female voice: "Coin please for entry."

"Mom." Ji Xingchuan said helplessly, "Stop it, don't you want to see Fang Zhiran? I brought him back."

The door opened and a hand reached out, grabbing Fang Zhiran's wrist and yanking him inside.

"Let mommy see if you've lost weight?" Yu Jin cupped Fang Zhiran's face and looked up and down, "Fang Zhiran is looking better again."

"Leave him alone." Ji Xingchuan pushed his way in, "He hasn't eaten dinner yet."

He pulled a pair of newly purchased plush slippers from the shoe rack and placed them at Fang Zhiran's feet.

On the sofa in the living room, the middle-aged man holding a document he was reading pushed down his glasses and took a step towards the door with a serious and cold look.

Here it comes, Fang Zhiran thought.

Episode 1, Uninvited.

Episode 2, Sweeps.

Fang Zhiran, who has been fooled for no more than two episodes.

"That paper you sent out recently, the topic in the research outlook over there at the end, did you expand on that later?" Ji Xingchuan, his dad, said, "I'm kind of interested."

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

"Ah, you are that." Fang Zhiran was surprised and recognized the person, "The dean of the School of Physics at University D, Teacher Ji Zhou."

Fang Zhiran bowed, "Hello Professor Ji."

Mr. Winter, your dad, he's really a dad, the big daddy of physics.

This one has accomplished so much in physics, that's a lot.

"When I first heard your undergraduate tutor say that you wanted to cross from materials to physics, I also mentioned to your teacher, do you want to take the test to our group, I want to take you as a student." Ji Zhou said, "He told me to dream less."

"It's fine now." Ji Zhou said, "Not students, daughters-in-law."

Ji Zhou tapped on the boy's shoulder, "Come on, daughter-in-law, come tell me about your extended research, the paper has been sent out, so it shouldn't be classified, right?"

Fang Zhiran: "Waiting for ......"

Fang Zhiran: "Save ......"

We've only just started talking about it, how it's turned into a daughter-in-law!

"Dad." Ji Xingchuan Called the man to a halt in tears and laughter, Don't study it, let him eat his dinner first."

Prof. Ji regretted letting go.

A wide variety of dishes were brought to the table, and Fang Zhiran held the bowl, academic in his left ear and gold in his right.

Ji Zhou : "Your undergraduate thesis, it's very interesting, I have a constructive comment here ......"

Yu Jin : "This weekend is the meet and greet that Shogetsu is hosting for you, I have a white-haired hacker teen character here, do you want to ......"

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Fang Zhiran cracked up.

Ji Xingchuan, who was sitting opposite him, turned his head sideways, the smile at the corner of his mouth unreserved.

"I'm talking to him about business." Yu Jin turned his gun on Ji Xingchuan's father, "If you want to get into academia, when can't you do it, but now?"

"Knowledge is the real gold." Ji Zhou shows no weakness.

It so happened that dinner was almost ready, Ji Xingchuan put down his bowl, grabbed the blue, and left this place of wrongdoing.

"Why don't you go to graduate school on your father's side." Fang Zhiran asked.

"I don't like the direction of his research, and it doesn't interest me much," Ji Xingchuan said. Ji Xingchuan said, "The topic Lao Guo is working on is much more interesting to do."

Ji Xingchuan's room was on the second floor and was quite large. Fang Zhiran took a shower and changed into pajamas and wandered around the room.

Yu Jin pushes in the door and presents him with a plate of cut cantaloupe.

"Thank you, Auntie." Fang Zhiran said.

"Be polite with me." Ms. Yu Jin patted his head, "What a beautiful child, I will raise you well in our family in the future."

Fang Zhiran was stunned.

He's 22, self-sufficient, and has more than enough to support a dozen of himself.

But why, when his boyfriend's mom said this, he still felt the warmth he had felt for so long.

"Mommy's going to raise you to be a money tree." Yu Jin laughed wildly and walked away.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Ji Xingchuan returned to his room just in time to see his Fang Zhiran lying on his back at the table, eating a slice of cantaloupe with his head in his hands.

The sight of his favorite sitting obediently in his room in his own pajamas gave him great satisfaction.

"Sweet?" He sat down next to the boys.

"So sweet, Auntie is so good at buying." Fang Zhiran looked at the row of melon rinds along the side of her plate and pushed out the last slice of cantaloupe, "Here you go."

The other party didn't answer, but suddenly came closer, pressed his neck, and kissed him at the corner of his mouth, and then the kiss gradually deepened, no longer shallow, but took on a blatant aggressiveness.

The five fingers in her hair suddenly tightened, and her hair was gently pulled, Fang Zhiran slowed her breathing and opened her tightly pursed mouth slightly, acquiescing to the other's intrusion.

His body felt like it was melting into a puddle, and he just wanted to be held by the other man, and in a trance he heard the other man's slightly hoarse, magnetic voice--

"It's pretty sweet." Ji Xingchuan said.

"That ......" Fang Zhiran drooped his eyes, the tips of his ears reddening, "is cheap for you to kiss for a while longer."

"Is it really just a cheap shot?" Ji Xingchuan broke his cheek and turned his deviated face back, "Little Snowflakes really doesn't feel anything at all?"

"Love kissing ...... not kissing roll." Fang Zhiran said.

The other man lowered his head again and kissed deeply.

His mouth was gently pinched open and his lower lip was nipped gently by the other man, not hurting, but making him more expectant of the other man's intrusion in the kiss.

Undeterred, he grabbed Ji Xingchuan by the collar and kissed him back, his kissing technique still raw, no skill, all imitation, but Ji Xingchuan found it adorable.

The raw Fang Zhiran, the competitive Fang Zhiran, the chagrined Fang Zhiran, are all quite cute.

"Snowflakes Teacher, what a nerve." Ji Xingchuan said in a muffled voice, "Secretly kissing my boyfriend at his parents' house."

Fang Zhiran's confused eyes more clear, then, realizing the matter of his face red, broke away from Ji Xingchuan's hand, the end of the melon rind, as Ji Xingchuan poured into the kitchen garbage can.

Footsteps came from behind him, and he realized that he had gone out to throw out a piece of trash, and Mr. Winter had followed him.

"Your house is pretty big." He said, "But I'm not so lost."

"I'm lost." Ji Xingchuan said, "Get lost."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

It's getting late. Mr. Snowflakes is tired. It's time to go to bed.

He went back to his room, lay on his back on Ji Xingchuan's bed, held up his cell phone, and began his pre-bedtime tour of Internet territory.

"What are you looking at?" Ji Xingchuan leaned over, "It's really coming out this little white-haired hacker teenager."

"I, I ...... quite like it myself." Fang Zhiran says, "I've been catching up on this manga lately, ah, it's updated again."

"Bring it." Ji Xingchuan reaches out, "I'll perform an audio comic for you?"

Fang Zhiran: "?"

You didn't toss me around a lot last time with your audio manga, did you?

"This time it's serious." Ji Xingchuan said, "Serious for you."

Fang Zhiran handed over his cell phone half-heartedly.

[The story begins two hundred years later in a future society where various technologies are highly advanced.]

Ji Xingchuan Read aloud with feeling.

"This one's a narrator." He said.

[Kindly teenager who gave an elderly man a ride home.]

"Good boy." Ji Xingchuan In an old man's voice, "I'm going to give you a treasure."

Fang Zhiran listened attentively.

[Woof woof.]

"It's the little dog on the side of the road." Ji Xingchuan said.

"You're a big dog." Fang Zhiran nitpicked.

[Woof.]

"It's the wrong breed, it's like Alaska." Fang Zhiran said.

[Woof.]

"The mood is wrong, it's a dog that's been kicked in the ass." Fang Zhiran points.

The phone landed on the pillow, and Ji Xingchuan rolled the man over onto his back, his knee against the boy's side waist, and clasped the boy's unfaithful hands hard against the pillow.

"What the hell?" Fang Zhiran averted his gaze uncomfortably.

"No more dubbing, just show you a mad dog." Ji Xingchuan said.

Fang Zhiran: "Don't ......"

Stop it! Did I tell you to transform!

*

Early the next morning, Ji Xingchuan grabbed Fang Zhiran out of his dad's academic surroundings and drove him all the way to the University of A. He was a very good student.

On the way, Fang Zhiran turned up the collar of his shirt and looked hard in the mirror.

The voice actor was made into an actor last night, cosying up to Mad Dog and pressing him to leave several deep and shallow hickeys along his collarbone.

The weather was getting hot, his clothes were thinning along with it, his collar could only half cover some red marks, and he had no choice but to button up one more button.

Boyfriend's so clingy, Mrs. Winter, is your interest in little Snowflakes growing by the day?

His cheeks heated up as he thought back to last night in bed, where the other man had vaguely pressed into something through the material of his shirt.

Maybe, if he really tried, it wouldn't be as bad as he thought?

Damn it, Snowflakes-sensei, what are you thinking about? You really can't seem to get away!

The car was parked downstairs at the college, and the two of them went up the stairs together, using their physical memory to make their way to Lao Guo's office.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Fang Zhiran retreated back to retrace his steps, and again retreated back, passing Guo Men three times without entering.

"It should be this one." Ji Xingchuan pushed the door.

The brand new door was nimbly pushed open.

Ji Xingchuan: "?"

Blinding sunlight shone into the open office, and on the window sill, a few pots of greenery were lush and green.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Ji Xingchuan traveled all the way to his desk, sat down out of habit, and shifted several times.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zhiran asked.

"When did this chair get all four legs?" He asked, "Can't get used to sitting in it."

Fang Zhiran: "..."

What's the deal, this office is still refreshed.

"This curtain, how did it change to a hot color?" Fang Zhiran walked to the window and violently pulled the curtains open.

On the windowsill of the office, the little old man who was looking up into the distance, carrying a tool hammer, stared at him in disbelief.

"Ah, senior brother." Fang Zhiran said, "This office not only refreshes, it also brushes out monsters."

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

Ji Xingchuan : "This is Lao Guo, not the old monster!"