Wild and easy to tame

Chapter 30

I'm not going home tonight, I'm staying here with you.

When he got home, Feng Zhuo asked Duan Yi to put down his schoolbag, and led him directly to his bedroom.

He opened the closet and rummaged for a while before he remembered that both sets of school uniforms were still hanging on the clothes rail on the balcony.

He is lazy, and he doesn't put away the clothes in time after washing and drying them, and takes them directly from the drying rack when changing clothes.

Feng Zhuo pushed open the door from the bedroom to the balcony, reached out and took off a school uniform from the hanger, and turned back to the bedroom.

Feng Zhuo handed the school uniform to Duan Yi, and then asked: "Shall I find you a pocket to put it in?"

Duan Yi responded: "Yes."

Feng Zhuo said it casually, but he didn't expect Duan Yi to really ask for it.

He hissed, "That's all I'm saying, do you really want it? Can't you just put it in your schoolbag?"

Duan Yi had already unfolded his school uniform and was refolding his clothes, when he heard back, "No, clean pockets are required."

Feng Zhuo was helpless, and said to him: "You are really particular."

Duan Yi didn't refute, and just folded the school uniform neatly on his own.

Feng Zhuo found a pocket, and Duan Yi put the school uniform into the pocket.

He came to the living room with his bag, picked up his schoolbag, and said to Feng Zhuo: "Then I'll be back."

As soon as he turned around, Feng Zhuo suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Duan Yi turned his face back, Feng Zhuo pretended to be calm and said with a stern look: "Didn't you say that as long as you make up lessons for me, how long will I be with you?"

"It hasn't been... two hours since the end of the make-up class."

Feng Zhuo's heart beat faster and he pretended to be calm and asked him: "Why don't you sit down for a while?"

"Okay." Duan Yi agreed.

He put his schoolbag and pockets on the single sofa, and he and Feng Zhuo sat on the sofa.

Feng Zhuo turned on the TV, pressed the remote control absently, and kept changing channels.

Duan Yi stared at his hand pressing the remote control.

After a while, Duan Yigang was about to reach out to hold Feng Zhuo's hand, Feng Zhuo suddenly put down the remote control and got up, and asked him: "I really want to eat ice cream, do you want to eat it?"

Duan Yi shook his head: "Don't eat."

Feng Zhuo took out a large bucket of ice cream from the refrigerator, brought a spoon over, and sat back beside Duan Yi.

He opened the lid of the box, tore off the wrapping paper, dug a spoonful with a spoon, and brought it to Duan Yi's mouth.

"Try it?" Feng Zhuo said, "This is my favorite flavor."

Duan Yi still didn't refuse, he opened his mouth and ate it.

The ice cream is melt-in-your-mouth cold with a sweet vanilla flavor.

Feng Zhuo asked with a smile while eating: "Is it delicious?"

Duan Yi frowned and said, "Tired."

Feng Zhuo didn't feel tired, "It's okay, the milk flavor is very strong."

He ate very happily, and would feed Duan Yi a bite from time to time.

Although Duan Yi said "don't eat, get tired", he never refused Feng Zhuo's feeding.

Feng Zhuo feeds him once.

Two people share the same box of ice cream with the same scoop.

By the time Feng Zhuo was halfway through eating, two hours had passed.

Duan Yi took the initiative: "I'll be back when you finish eating."

Feng Zhuo stared at the TV intently, and said "Oh" lightly.

Then, he ate more and more slowly until the ice cream melted and he couldn't finish it.

Feng Zhuo looked down at the ice cream that had melted into liquid in the box, and asked Duan Yi with his head drooping: "Do you really want to leave early?"

Duan Yi was startled, pursed his lips and replied, "I don't want to."

Feng Zhuo raised his face, surprise flashed in his bright eyes, and then he was filled with bewilderment.

He asked inexplicably, "Then why do you keep asking to leave?"

Duan Yi lowered his eyes to look at Feng Zhuo, his eyes were slightly different from usual, as if they were not so cold, and there were even some unknown emotional surges.

"What do you think?" He asked without answering.

Feng Zhuo said, "How would I know!"

"I thought you didn't want to stay with me for a while, that's why you kept mentioning about leaving." He looked like a puppy about to be discarded, and there was an inexplicable pathetic feeling all over his body unconsciously.

After Feng Zhuo finished speaking, he pretended to be indifferent and ate the ice cream bite by bite, and then changed to drinking it directly.

After dealing with the ice cream, he put the box on the coffee table casually, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and said generously, "I'm done eating, you can go back."

Duan Yi stared at him, didn't answer and didn't get up.

Feng Zhuo turned his head to look at him, and was about to ask him why he wasn't moving, when Duan Yi suddenly grabbed his shoulders and pressed him on the sofa.

Feng Zhuo, who fell onto the sofa defenselessly, was stunned for a moment.

He and Duan Yi looked at each other, and called Duan Yi's full name in a low voice: "Duan Yi?"

Duan Yi slowly leaned over and Feng Zhuo held his breath nervously.

But he only hugged him carefully.

"Do you know now?" Duan Yi lowered his voice, his restrained voice was still deserted.

Feng Zhuo was a bit dull, and didn't understand what Duan Yi was asking for a while.

The TV in the room was still on, and it was showing commercials at the moment.

But Feng Zhuo could only hear his heartbeat, another equally violent heartbeat against his chest, and...their staggered breathing.

His mind was confused for a moment, and then he came to his senses.

Duan Yi was answering him why he kept bringing up the matter of going home.

Because he was afraid he would do something to him.

Feng Zhuo blinked, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Yi, are you afraid of scaring me?"

Duan Yi's Adam's apple slipped slightly, and he gave a low "hmm".

No one knows how much he misses him, but he knows in his heart that Feng Zhuo is someone he even dreams about.

He couldn't help it.

Feng Zhuo raised his hand and lightly hugged Duan Yijin's thin waist, and whispered in his ear with a low smile: "You think too much, do I seem to be a person who is afraid?"

Duan Yi directly buried his face into Feng Zhuo's neck, his scorching breath fell on the side of Feng Zhuo's neck, Feng Zhuo shrank his neck impatiently.

Both of them are very greedy for the moment of embracing each other, just hugging each other tenderly.

For a long time, they didn't let go of each other.

He didn't get up from Feng Zhuo until Duan Yi's cell phone rang.

Duan Yi took out his mobile phone, glanced at the caller ID, then connected, and called out without emotion: "Mom."

Feng Zhuo had already picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.

The room was suddenly quiet, so he could clearly hear the voice coming from the phone.

Duan Shulan asked Duan Yi worriedly: "Xiao Yi, have you had dinner yet?"

Only then did Duan Yi realize that he forgot to tell his mother that he would not be at home for dinner tonight, let alone inform his mother that he would be home later.

All he could think about was Feng Zhuo, and he forgot everything else.

It was the first time he lost his composure like this.

"I've eaten, but I forgot to send a message to tell you that I won't be at home to eat tonight." Duan Yi lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, saying guiltily: "I'm sorry, Mom."

Duan Shulan smiled and said: "I'm sorry for what I said to my mother. I just came back. If you are not at home, I will call and ask. I am afraid that there is something wrong with you."

"I'm fine," Duan Yi turned to look at Feng Zhuo, and said to his mother, "I'm at Feng Zhuo's house."

Duan Shulan smiled and said: "Okay, mother is very relieved that you are with Zhuo Zhuo."

Feng Zhuo, who was already guilty, suddenly felt even more guilty.

Auntie Duan actually said that she was relieved of him.

I don't know what will happen if Auntie Duan finds out that he is her son's boyfriend someday in the future...

Feng Zhuo suddenly felt that the matter was tricky, so he stopped thinking about it and stood up directly to go to the bathroom.

But he still heard Duan Shulan's words: "Then are you going to stay at Zhuo Zhuo's house tonight?"

Duan Yi wanted to be speechless at first, but when he thought of Feng Zhuo's disappointed expression just now because he was going to leave, and Feng Zhuo's childish behavior of deliberately slowing down and refusing to finish the ice cream, he couldn't control his words. It finally turned into a negotiating question: "Can you?"

Growing up so big, he has never stayed at a classmate's house.

Duan Shulan knew her son's temperament.

Although the bottom of my heart is kind and soft, but the surface is always cold and indifferent, I don’t care about everyone, and I’m a bit "independent" in my bones, I don’t get close to people easily, let alone talk to people, I hide everything in my heart refused to speak.

He has many ordinary friends, but very few close friends.

Feng Zhuo was the first friend he brought home. He allowed Feng Zhuo to enter his bedroom, touch his things, and even sleep on his bed. This meant that Feng Zhuo was different from him. of.

Duan Shulan was extremely happy because her son finally had a close friend.

How could it be possible to prevent his son from getting along with Feng Zhuo.

She quickly replied with a smile: "Of course!"

"Just be careful, don't be indifferent to other people's family members, remember to call for someone, and ah, take the initiative to help wash the dishes or something, don't bother them too much."

Feng Zhuo had already entered the bathroom, and Duan Yi didn't tell Duan Shulan about the situation at Feng Zhuo's house on the phone, he just replied, "Okay, I see."

Duan Shulan said cheerfully: "Then just hang up if you have nothing to do, and bring Zhuo Zhuo to your house for dinner another day."

"Yes." Duan Yi agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Duan Yi put down his phone and got up and went to the bathroom door.

He knocked on the door, and Feng Zhuo, who stood dazed in front of the sink, was instantly brought back to his thoughts.

Feng Zhuo opened the door, and then Mu Nan Mufeng turned on the water valve and bent over to wash his face.

Duan Yi leaned against the door frame, tilted his head and pursed his lips, and said, "I'm not going home tonight, I'm staying here with you."

Feng Zhuo, who was washing his face, responded: "Okay."

"I'm worried that no one will accompany me." He smiled.

Duan Yi keenly sensed that Feng Zhuo's mood was not right.

He pondered for a while, and probably understood why Feng Zhuo was unhappy.

It should be because the phone call from his mother touched Feng Zhuo's deepest desire and pain.

When he didn't go home at night, someone cared and greeted him, and called him to ask about the situation.

But Feng Zhuo didn't, the family members who cared about him were gone, and his biological parents didn't care about him at all.

"Feng Zhuo." Duan Yi called him.

Feng Zhuo wiped his face and looked up.

As soon as he took a step in front of Duan Yi, Duan Yi reached out and pinched his fingertips.

"Go and help me find my clothes, I'll take a shower." Duan Yi finally said this.

Feng Zhuo laughed, nodded and said, "Okay."

Bringing clothes for Duan Yi, when closing the door for Duan Yi by the way, Feng Zhuo suddenly pushed the door open again, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to wash together, Mr. Yi?"

"You have a good idea." Duan Yi mercilessly pushed the door shut and locked it neatly.

Feng Zhuo gave a boring "tsk" sound, and stood outside the door to remind Duan Yi: "There are new bath towels in the cabinet."

"Understood." Duan Yi, who was undressing, responded.

After a while, Feng Zhuo, who was changing the sheets, quilt covers and pillowcases in the bedroom, suddenly remembered something.

He changed into the four-piece suit, then took his mobile phone and hurried out the door.

Duan Yi came out of the shower and found no one in the living room.

He turned back to the bedroom, Feng Zhuo was not in the bedroom, and the four-piece suit on the bed had been changed.

What about people?

"Feng Zhuo? Feng Zhuo?" Duan Yi called him and walked towards the kitchen again and again.

But the lights in the kitchen were dark and no one was there.

Duan Yi frowned, picked up his phone and called Feng Zhuo.

Just dialed out, the door sounded.

Feng Zhuo appeared at the entrance with a shopping bag in hand.

Duan Yi frowned and stared at him, then walked over quickly and hugged Feng Zhuo into his arms.

He thought this guy hid and digested his emotions alone.

Feng Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll go and buy you the toiletries you'll use tomorrow morning, toothbrush bowls and new towels."

Duan Yi pursed his lips, "Why don't you say something when you go out?"

"Ah?" Feng Zhuo blinked, and explained to him: "The supermarket in the neighborhood closes at 10:30, I was in a hurry, so I forgot..."

"I will definitely report to you next time." He softened his tone, as if admitting his mistake, and seemed to be coaxing Duan Yi: "Teacher Yi, don't be angry, okay?"

Duan Yi snorted, and let go of Feng Zhuo.

Feng Zhuo stuck to it again.

He casually put the shopping bag on the porch cabinet, hugged Duan Yi tightly with both hands, and laughed happily.

Like a dog who wags its tail in extra fun.

He had only been out for a while, and Duan Yi was already worried about him.

It feels so good to be missed.

Who knows, Duan Yi pushed him, and said with disgust: "I'm sweating, go take a bath."

Feng Zhuo: "..."

"Oh." He obediently agreed, went back to the bedroom, took his clothes and went to the bathroom.

Duan Yi happened to arrange the toiletries he bought for him, and planned to go out.

Feng Zhuo said while stripping his clothes, "Teacher Yi, wait for me obediently on the bed!"

Duan Yi: "?"

He looked back at Feng Zhuo, and said in a threatening tone, "Say it again."