"You..." the aunt pointed at him.

Duan Feifan slapped the aunt's hand away: "Auntie, why don't you tell the landlord if you have something to do? You can't tell us that the landlord's house is a normal two-bedroom apartment. Not to mention living in one or two, it's not your business to live in a family."

The aunt stared at him.

"It's useless to glare at me," Duan Feifan said, "Or why don't you glar at the landlord."

When the elevator reached the tenth floor, when they left the elevator, the aunt pointed at them in the elevator: "You are bullying people, right? Yes, I'll call the police later."

"Yes, pick up the weapon of law," Duan Feifan nodded, "See if we can rattle us."

The elevator door was closed, and the aunt's voice slowly disappeared as the elevator went down.

"My God," said Jiang Kuo, "this is all a neighbor. You had such a fucking good temper at the beginning."

"Don't you have to stay here for a few days," Duan Feifan took out the key, "It's not appropriate to have a fight with someone as soon as he came in. This kind of old lady is fine. If you get into trouble, you can stare at you all day long, which is not enough for you."

"Then you are not kind to the end," Jiang Kuo thought about it and laughed again, "You are still angry with her."

"Be polite first and then soldiers," Duan Feifan opened the door, "It would definitely not work for her to scold Benben first. Benben won't enter the elevator. Will the cannon take it down the tenth floor with it?"

"I was a little worried that she would rush out to tear you in a while." Jiang Kuo entered the house.

"I'm afraid of the bullshit, I'll tell you," Duan Feifan opened the curtains in the living room, "I've had a fight with the old lady in the market."

"When?" Jiang Kuo turned his head and looked at him in surprise.

"In the fifth grade," Duan Feifan said.

"Duan Yingjun, you are really awesome." Jiang Kuo put his suitcase to the wall and began to wander around the house.

The cannon house is OK, the lighting is good, the balcony has a good view, and there is no obstruction.

Jiang Kuo moved from the living room to the bedroom, and then to another empty room, where there was a wooden puppy kennel. Benben had a good treatment here before, but he actually lived in a single room.

"Are you satisfied?" Duan Feifan asked leaning against the door.

"Can you change it for me if you are not satisfied?" Jiang Kuo said.

"If you are not satisfied, you can only live on the third floor of Niu Sandao." Duan Feifan said.

Jiang Kuo laughed: "That's not satisfied."

"Okay, then you can stay with me at night," Duan Feifan said. "Fight before going to bed, whoever wins will go to bed."

Jiang Kuo remembered that Duan Feifan had a single bed in the room.

But it’s not impossible for two people to sleep if they force themselves to sleep. They can sleep with just squeezed...

Although neither of them planned to implement this plan, he still couldn't help but imagine it.

"What are you thinking?" Duan Feifan asked.

Jiang Kuo didn't say anything, cleared his throat, squeezed past Duan Feifan, and returned to the living room.

"Have you changed the bed sheets and quilt covers?" he suddenly remembered, "I can't do it myself."

"Who changed the bed in your dormitory for you?" Duan Feifan asked.

"When I first went there, it was a cannon, but later it was cold and I changed it, and it was Tang Li who helped me..." Jiang Kuo walked into the bedroom and saw the pillows and quilts neatly placed on the bed. He reached out and touched it. The sheets should have been replaced.

"When Dahuan left, all the bed sheets and quilt covers were washed, and the quilts were dried and placed in the cabinet. I just took out one set," Duan Feifan said. "Dahuan's family is in good condition, why aren't he as useless as you?"

"He has been living in the school and can't waste it." Jiang Kuo took off his coat and threw himself onto the bed.

The mattress was quite thick and soft. When he lay on it, he seemed to be throwing on the jelly. He stretched comfortably and turned his head to look at Duan Feifan: "Xiao Duan."

"Hmm?" Duan Feifan tilted his head.

"Come on," Jiang Kuo patted his hand beside him, "Save warmth for a while."

Duan Feifan walked over with a smile: "I have used all this word."

"Be gentle," said Jiang Kuo, "Hurry up!"

Duan Feifan also rushed to the bed, lay side by side with him, and turned his head to look at him: "Is that true?"

"Yes." Jiang Kuo smiled and reached out to touch Duan Feifan's face, "So handsome."

"That's right, their names are all about expressing their vision," Duan Feifan said. "My name is about expressing facts."

Jiang Kuo laughed for a long time.

After laughing, he didn't say anything, but stared at Duan Feifan, gently stroked his fingers on his face, along the eyebrows, nose bridge, and lips.

Duan Feifan didn't say anything, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Is it itchy?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"It's okay," Duan Feifan said, "If you suddenly pounce on me and control the direction, my mouth just happens to be."

"Your uncle." Jiang Kuo said. Before Duan Feifan could speak, he suddenly stretched his arms on the bed, jumped up with the elasticity of the mattress, knelt on the bed, and then pulled Duan Feifan's arm backwards.

"Ah..." Duan Feifan shouted, and turned over with his strength, "Okay, just remove your arms if you don't smash your mouth..."

Jiang Kuo rushed over.

This time he was very careful, and he supported the bed with his hands. After pounced on it, he aimed at Duan Feifan's mouth and kissed him.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but he always feels that Duan Feifan’s body is sweet, just the sweet taste of peanut candy.

Duan Feifan's hand reached into his clothes and stopped on his waist.

"Hmm?" Jiang Kuo's nose touched his ear.

Duan Feifan turned his head and his breath swept across his auricle. The current brought up instantly connected to the temperature on his waist.

Jiang Kuo pinched Duan Feifan's waist and felt that nothing could be heard in his ears except his own breathing and heartbeat.

...

Duan Feifan's cell phone was placed on the living room table, and it was the second time it was ringing.

Jiang Kuo didn't remember when the first time it rang, he only knew that it had already rang once.

He closed his eyes: "Don't answer the phone?"

"I want to pick it up," Duan Feifan's fingers gently swept over his eyelashes, back and forth, "It's probably the old aunt, maybe the beef bone soup has been stewed..."

"Then you answer," said Jiang Kuo.

"Yes." Duan Feifan finally stopped sweeping his eyelashes, sighed, stunned for two seconds as if he was determined, and then jumped up and got out of bed.

"Duan Ling will arrive soon," the old aunt said on the phone, "Have you two arrived at the place? Come back after putting your luggage."

"Well, I just arrived," Duan Feifan looked into the bedroom. Jiang Kuo had already gotten out of bed, "I'll go back after finishing it."

"Okay, I'll make noodles when I see someone," said the old aunt, "what's going to be messed up."

Jiang Kuo walked out, Duan Feifan hung up the phone and looked at him: "Let's pack up and go."

"I'll take a shower." Jiang Kuo came over and kissed him in the face.

"Yes." Duan Feifan responded.

After Jiang Kuo entered the bathroom, he returned to the bedroom, tidied up the bed, flattened the sheets, and put the quilt in place.

After he returned to his original state, he stood on the edge of the bed for a long time, and his mind was always buzzing, as if he was tinnitus, excited and confused.

After Jiang Kuo took a shower, he also went to take a shower before he got out of his previous state.

"Come on?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Let's go." Duan Feifan held his face and rubbed it.

"I brought my dad's wine to my uncle and aunt," Jiang Kuo took out a bag from his suitcase and took out a bottle of wine that had been undressed in the packaging. "My dad said it was OK to store the old wine in the cellar."

"Is this ceremony a bit too heavy?" Duan Feifan said.

"He has a bunch," said Jiang Kuo, "Isn't I just looking at it and drinking it, and Isn't I giving it to others as a family heirloom?"

"Uncle and aunt will be scared." Duan Feifan said, "I don't know how I will reply to the gift."

"This is my gift to return," said Jiang Kuo.

"Sauce beef, come back such a good wine?" Duan Feifan said.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo said, "Mr. Jiang loves that beef sauce."

Duan Feifan was silent for a while. He didn't know what to do. Taking the wine back would definitely scare my uncle and aunt. My uncle is a drinker. He knew at a glance that the wine was not cheap and he had nowhere to buy it even if he had money.

But if not...

"It seems... it's not suitable, right?" Jiang Kuo thought for a moment.

"How about this," Duan Feifan said, "You can give me this wine back."

"Shameless, you," Jiang Kuo looked at him and said with a smile, "It's not suitable for you to give it to you, right?"

"Well," Duan Feifan nodded, "Put the wine, and you will get it if you have the chance in the future. Just go to the store outside to carry two ordinary bottles of them."

Jiang Kuo thought for a while: "That's fine, then this is your betrothal gift."

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