Chapter 107 (1/2)

”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.