I, social fear, addicted to stickers [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 10

Song Tang's back was pressed against Fang Hening's chest, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time his eyes felt a little sore for no reason.

Ding Zixuan only caught a glimpse of a figure, and before he could react, he was kicked and fell to the ground after a burst of pain. When he recovered from the pain and raised his head, he knew who was coming.

It's Fang Hening!

No wonder, no wonder they suddenly stopped contacting them, and they were all cut off completely. The love is for Fang Dayingdi!

He struggled to get up, glanced at Song Tang, and stared at Fang Hening, "Fang, don't be too arrogant. I wonder what happened to Mr. Song recently. It turns out that you are behind the trouble!"

Fang Hening embraced Song Tang, who turned his head to one side. He could only see the slightly pale side face and stiff expression of the person in his arms. He looked calm, but the body that was touching him was trembling faintly.

Leaked tense emotions.

He couldn't help being a little irritable, and looked at Ding Zixuan with a bit of hostility in his eyes, "Get lost."

Touching Fang Hening's eyes, Ding Zixuan shuddered, shuddered, it was too cold, the other party's eyes were like sharp arrows wrapped in cold light, revealing a gloomy coldness, and he had already felt that only the abyss can never see the sky The coldness of the day—

This kind of Fang Hening has nothing to do with the rumored gentle and calm temperament.

Ding Zixuan wanted to say something, but his lips trembled for a long time, but he didn't dare to say another word. The sense of crisis swept over his heart, and he staggered into the car, and hurriedly left this place of right and wrong.

He just wanted to get a little benefit, and didn't want to lose his life. He could feel that Fang Hening was serious about it.

After the parking lot became quiet again, Fang Hening did not let go of Song Tang immediately, but tightened his arms. The coldness in his voice just now had completely faded away, and he pressed against Song Tang's ear, comforting him softly: "It's all right."

Song Tang's eyelashes twitched, and he came back to his senses. He blinked quickly, and the mist in his eyes disappeared, and the breath trapped in his chest finally eased with Fang Hening's voice.

Ding Zixuan is aggressive and proactive, he really can't handle this, otherwise he would not avoid it by pretending to be cold, and if he is colder, fewer people will come to him.

After all, no one wants to put a cold face on with enthusiasm.

If Fang Hening hadn't arrived today, it's hard to say how it would end.

He calmed down, and patted Fang Hening's arm embracing him, "Well, let's... go up."

To be honest, he felt a little embarrassed and ashamed. If Fang Hening asked, he would be in a mess and didn't know how to explain his abnormal reaction.

Fang Hening didn't ask a word, and before letting go, he squeezed Song Tang's shoulder lightly a few times, and didn't mention Ding Zixuan again.

After entering the apartment, Song Tang originally planned to cook first. He took advantage of this time to slow down, but was dragged directly into the guest bedroom by Fang Hening. Seeing the person who helped him unbutton him, he froze for a moment, and held the other person wrist, "No, don't you want to eat first?"

Fang Hening stared at Song Tang's eyes. In the darkness, the watery light in these amber eyes had not faded away, with a light and soft luster. It must have restrained the sunshine of autumn to have such warm and bright pupils. Color—Even in the dark, it still shines brightly.

Let him want to possess, want to treasure.

He wrapped his arms around Song Tang's waist and pulled him into his arms, "It's okay, it's not too late."

Song Tang raised his chin slightly, and it just rested on Fang Hening's shoulder. He hesitated for a moment, but he didn't struggle, but his heart was warm. He couldn't help but feel that the actor Fang is really caring. He could see that he was in a bad mood. But he didn't expose it, and comforted him like this.

After hugging, he pulled Fang Hening to bed, unbuttoned the remaining two buttons, took off his shirt and threw it at the foot of the bed.

Skin to skin, his emotions finally calmed down, he closed his eyes lazily, and buried himself in Fang Hening's arms.

In the original world, most of what he had to deal with was work. No one liked him. Naturally, there would be no people who didn't have eyes to post it to find it boring. Outside of work, he only had to deal with the superficially kind uncle and aunt. Enough, but apparently not now.

Regardless of the protagonist's suffering, the original owner left him with a lot of trouble.

He disbanded the fish pond, but those fish may not all want him to withdraw. There is one Ding Zixuan today, and there will be no second one in the future. It may still take some time to prove that he is really not messing around.

Fortunately, he has Fang Hening by his side, a sensible and obedient person who is worthy of a group of troublemakers.

It's just...the other party's state today is different from usual. He didn't notice it when he was downstairs, but now that he calmed down, he noticed the clue.

He thought about it, should he be in a hurry?No matter how good-tempered people are, when they lose their temper, it is because they help him, and they have a good temper, so they are not easy to be bullied.

After untying himself, he poked Fang Hening's abdominal muscles twice and asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it later."

Fang Hening was silent for a while, then replied: "It's all fine."

"Well, then I'll just watch and make it. If you have any favorite dishes, you can tell me."

"it is good."

After posting, Song Tang changed into his home clothes first, and then went into the kitchen. While processing the ingredients, he wanted to discuss with Fang Hening to see if the other party was free tomorrow. He always felt that the battery was not fully charged after an hour of posting today.

The meal was ready but Fang Hening did not come out. He pushed open the door of the guest bedroom suspiciously. The light was not on, but he saw the person standing on the terrace outside at a glance. Looking at the back of the person, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

A man in a white shirt stood alone in a spring night, lighting a cigarette, and the light blue smoke wafted away with the wind, adding a bit of loneliness.

Good-looking is good-looking. He knew Fang Hening's good proportions early on, and his back was very attractive, but he was too lonely, as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff.

He doesn't like the atmosphere.

He walked over quickly, grabbed Fang Hening's wrist and pulled him back to the room, and closed the glass door with his backhand. During the pull, the soot accumulated for a long time fell on his hand, and he could still feel a little warmth.

He frowned slightly, and took the half-burned cigarette from the opponent's finger.

Fang Hening was not annoyed when the cigarette was taken away. He looked at Song Tang who had a cold face but a little concern in his eyes. The pair of bright amber eyes in front of him could not be matched by any precious gemstone in the world.

He stared at Song Tang fixedly, his mood was half depressed and half disturbed, the other's hand holding his wrist had a warm temperature, which made people nostalgic.

It seemed as if he was pulled from the cold darkness into a soft and warm light.

Song Tang was a little taken aback by Fang Hening's staring at him. This look... He didn't feel so innocent, it seemed that the other party would pounce on him in a second.

His eyelashes fluttered, and the sparkle in his eyes followed.

At this moment, he felt like he was being targeted.

The author says:

Song Tangtang: What do you want to do?

Actor Fang: I want to kiss you