Sun Wenqu usually doesn't show anything in his heart, but this time he knows that he is a little upset because it is what Fang Chi is most worried about.

Fang Chi is sometimes very careful and he is not surprised to see that he is not very surprised.

He didn't say anything, and looked at Fang Chi with his arm on his shoulder.

"Can you say it?" Fang Chi asked, "It's okay if you don't want to say it..."

"Then I won't say it." Sun Wenqu smiled.

"I don't bring this kind of thing. I'm taking care of your feelings. I'm afraid you're upset and don't want to say it," Fang Chi said, hugged him, and gently touched his waist with his hand, "Tell me, if there's really something upsetting, I can comfort you."

Sun Wenqu hooked his finger on his chin: "Li Bowen seems to want to build a farmhouse..."

"Li Bowen?" Fang Chi's head suddenly raised when he heard Li Bowen's name.

"Yeah," Sun Wenqu pressed his frown brow, "Ryozi said that he always plays outdoors with Luo Peng and the others in the morning..."

"Where are you doing it?" Fang Chi found the point and interrupted him and asked, "Do you want to be with us?"

"Yes," Sun Wenqu looked at him, "but it's not sure. Autumn is coming soon, it's off-season, and if you want to do it, it's next year."

"Are you worried that he would say something if he found an excuse to get familiar with my grandparents?" Fang Chi asked.

"Well, although not necessarily," Sun Wenqu frowned, "but he is... hard to say."

"I understand." Fang Chi said.

Sun Wenqu didn't say anything else, and Fang Chi didn't say anything.

The two were silent.

Fang Chi's reaction was quite calm, much calmer than Sun Wenqu imagined. He did not sit up nervously, nor did he keep asking for details nervously.

Sun Wenqu looked at him, but he didn't expect that one day Fang Chi would make him unable to see what he was thinking.

"It's okay," Fang Chi was silent for a few minutes and sat up, "I'll see when he really came to get a farm stay."

"Hmm?" Sun Wenqu raised his eyebrows with a smile, "What about?"

"Let's talk about it then, he hasn't come yet," Fang Chi smiled, "Look at it if you really come."

"I thought you were going to be nervous and insomnia," Sun Wenqu touched his face. "You are so cautious and you will actually say 'Let's talk then'."

"Learned from you," Fang Chi turned his head and bit his fingertips, "And I know what to do."

"Have you thought about it?" Sun Wenqu narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

"Well," Fang Chi grabbed his hand and kissed him, jumped out of the bed, leaned over and kissed him twice, "Go to sleep, I'll wake you up tomorrow."

"Don't you tell me you want to deal with it?" Sun Wenqu asked.

"I have a clue," Fang Chi walked to the door and turned around, "Don't worry, I will definitely be able to handle this when it really comes."

"Okay," Sun Wenqu nodded with a smile, "Good night."

"Good night." Fang Chi walked out and gently closed the door.

Sun Wenqu did not ask Fang Chi what he wanted to deal with, but since Fang Chi had already said that he could handle it, he did not intend to interfere anymore.

Fang Chi's reaction today surprised him a little. He was so calm that he was not as nervous as the previous one who was raised and was shocked when he was shocked when he was raised.

Sun Wenqu closed his eyes, thinking that he would comfort him for a while but it was useless.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Fang Chi knocked on the door of his room and leaned into his head: "Are you awake?"

"Yes." Sun Wenqu responded with half of his face buried in the pillow.

Fang Chi entered the house, walked to the bed and touched his face: "Do you still sleep for a while? If you are sleepy, you will sleep for a while. I will come back and call you after running."

"I'll go run too." Sun Wenqu still closed his eyes and buried his face in the pillow.

"Then you get up," Fang Chi lowered his head and took a bite on his earlobe, "Grandma is cooking dumplings."

"You dare to bite me." Sun Wenqu opened a crack in his eyes.

"What's wrong with biting you?" Fang Chi chuckled twice, "I still want to eat you."

"Come on," Sun Wenqu said, lifting up the blanket on his body and pulling his underwear down, "Come on."

"Damn!" Fang Chi was stunned for a moment and quickly covered the blanket for him, "Get up!"

Listening to him turning around and running out of the room and going downstairs, Sun Wenqu sat up slowly with a smile.

It felt like I hadn't run together for a long time. Fang Chi had to turn his head and look at Sun Wenqu's face after a few steps, and then continued running happily.

"A maniac." Sun Wenqu said.

Fang Chi nodded: "It's me."

After saying that, the two of them were happy together, and the boy followed him and shouted a few times.

"I told my grandma to celebrate your birthday today," Fang Chi said, "Grandma said she would cook noodles for you at noon."

"How embarrassed," Sun Wenqu said, "Did you tell her that I like to eat sausage noodles?"

Fang Chi nodded with a smile: "I said it."

The two of them followed the road they had been running together into the forest and ran towards the stream.

The air in the mountains is good, and the air in the morning is even better so that you can feel transparent every time you breathe. Sun Wenqu enjoys running and stretching his arms while stretching.

When he was about to run to the open space where he practiced Ba Duan Jin before, Fang Chi, who was running in front of him, suddenly stopped, turned around and rushed over and hugged him.

"Robbery?" Sun Wenqu felt that he almost hit him.

"I'll kill you," Fang Chi pushed him to a tree, kissed him on his neck and face, and put his hand into his clothes, "I never stopped dreaming of a hooligan last night."

Sun Wenqu smiled and kissed him. As soon as he touched Fang Chi's lips, he came up like a stray dog ​​that had been hungry for half a month, and rushed in anxiously and domineeringly, trying to seize the initiative like a war.

When Sun Wenqu touched his clothes, Fang Chi grabbed and rubbed his waist hard.

Fang Chi's hands are trained all year round and are a bit rough. This kind of force makes him feel a little painful, but the pain can stimulate the nerves very much.

It has significant effects on accelerating the heartbeat and disturbing breathing.

Fang Chi pressed against Sun Wenqu's body tightly and his arms were tightly closed, but he still felt that no matter how hard he used, he could not really relieve his desire for him.

He had to constantly tangle between Sun Wenqu's tongue and lips, rub his body, and press it tightly. If it weren't for the remaining rationality, he would sometimes want to bite hard.

The boy didn't run far away. At first he stood aside and watched them. After a while, he slowly walked to the edge of their legs.

Fang Chi didn't know what the boy was looking at, but he knew that it was wagging his tail and circled around them. The tail hit Fang Chi's calves several times.

It was not until the boy finally couldn't help but scream, raised his head and bit his pants and started pulling them backwards that Fang Chi understood what it meant.

"Go away," Fang Chi had to free up his mouth, turned his head and pulled his pants while scolding him, "We are not fighting!"

The boy made an anxious sound, bit his pants and didn't let go, trying hard to retreat.

"I really didn't..." Fang Chi felt very helpless, "Let go! Stop pulling it!"

Sun Wenqu couldn't help but leaned against the tree and laughed.

"...Oh!" Fang Chi had no choice but to let Sun Wenqu go, and slapped the boy in the head with his pants, "Okay! I'll let him go! Let go! Talk!"

After the boy confirmed that they had separated, he let go, licked Fang Chi's hand, ran to Sun Wenqu and touched his hand with the tip of his nose.

"What a good dog!" Sun Wenqu smiled and held the boy's head and rubbed it, "Your brother is calling me, but fortunately you are there."

"Did you just join the fff group?" Fang Chi grabbed the boy's ear, "Are you still the dog I raised?"

"It must not be," Sun Wenqu still laughed, "It's obviously your grandfather's dog."

"Forget it," Fang Chi supported the tree and pulled her pants a little depressedly and looked at it. "It just happened to drop the fire, and it was not safe to fight in this field."

"It's great to be young." Sun Wenqu curled the corner of his mouth.

"Do you think it's great to meet me?" Fang Chi turned his head and looked at him, "like the spring breeze."

"Li Muchun|Medicine." Sun Wenqu said.

"I just thought of having to separate again after two days," Fang Chi sighed, "I couldn't stand it."

Sun Wenqu went over and hugged him, rubbed him hard on his back a few times: "When my work is finished, I will come and see you."

"Yes." Fang Chi pressed his face on his shoulder and responded.

In order not to turn this run into an attempted field trip, they insisted on running along the road for two laps before returning to the village together.

Grandpa and grandma were both busy in the small vegetable garden. They went over to help for a while and then went back upstairs.

"Make a plate." Fang Chi rubbed his hands actively.

"Okay," Sun Wenqu took out a piece of mud like a square brick from the cabinet. "Today I will teach you to make the simplest plate, add glaze and burn it directly."

"Well," Fang Chi took the piece of mud and pressed it, "This is different from the mud you make."

"It's different," Sun Wenqu said, "that's all carefully selected by your Uncle Liangzi. This is the mud for practicing."

"Then I'm using it appropriately, and I'm not afraid of wasting it," Fang Chi raised his hand and took off his T-shirt, "Come on, start."

Sun Wenqu looked at him and said, "What are you doing?"

"Learn from you," Fang Chi smiled, "Aren't you that?"

"Just remember this." Sun Wenqu sat down next to the turntable.

Because it was just a fun thing, Sun Wenqu didn't tell Fang Chi too much about making pottery, so he told him about the steps required to make a plate, and then put the mud in his hands.
To be continued...