boyfriend in the fridge

Song Buzhi walked such a distance, and just arrived at the Mahayana Temple.Next to the Mahayana Temple is the Longevity Vegetarian Room. In addition to the Vegetarian Room, there are also guest rooms.

Discipline them to live in this room.

Song Buzhi didn't know what was going on with him, so he subconsciously said that he was looking for a restaurant, and then the enthusiastic mother Ji immediately invited him to eat together-it happened that they hadn't eaten yet.

During the meal, Ji's mother figured out that Song Buzhi hadn't found a hotel at night, and immediately invited him to sleep in the temple together.

That's what Mama Ji said——

"There are so many people celebrating Chinese New Year, the hotel has already been fully booked, young man, you are alone, just squeeze with our family's A-li - they are all men, it's nothing."

Song Buzhi: "..."

With a "poof", Ji Jing next to her almost spit out the food in her mouth.

Ji Ji glanced over, and Ji Jing immediately stretched out her hand to cover her mouth reflexively, but her eyes were still crooked, obviously smiling.

At this time, Grandma Ji said: "Aren't there two beds in Alu's room, one for Alu and one for the young man, that would be fine."

Ji's mother was taken aback for a moment, then she smiled and said, "That's right, Mom still has a good memory, the single room is gone, and Ah Lu lives in a standard room."

When Song Buzhi heard something bad, did he decide on his accommodation?

No, absolutely not!

"Auntie, there's no need. I'll look for it myself later, so I won't bother you." Song Buzhi hurriedly said, firmly refusing.

However, this firmness came to Ji's mother, as if she had nothing, she smiled kindly, and pushed back Song Buzhi's refusal with a few words.

Not only that, but Mother Ji also asked Song Buzhi to accept the invitation to climb Foding Mountain with them early the next morning.

That night, inside the disciplinary room.

Song Buzhi didn't bring anything except his mobile phone, data cable and power bank.After being enthusiastically brought into the disciplined room by Ji's mother, Song Buzhi lay down on the unoccupied bed and played with his mobile phone.

Discipline glanced at him, ignored him, and took a change of clothes and went in to wash up.

After the discipline entered, Song Buzhi moved his eyes away from the phone to the closed bathroom door.He could vaguely hear the sound of water coming from inside, Song Buzhi turned his head and smelled the faint smell of sweat on his body, thinking: "Should I also take a bath?"

They come, the security.

Song Buzhi is not a twitchy character, since he accepted Ji's mother's invitation, there is nothing to regret, and we will part ways after climbing Foding Mountain tomorrow.

As for sleeping in the same bed with Discipline... Bah, it's such a small problem as sleeping in the same room, and it's only for one night. Once you close your eyes, you can't see anything.

But, there is still a small problem...

"Team Ji, let's discuss it." After the discipline was finished and he came out of the bathroom, Song Buzhi coughed lightly and said seriously, "Don't turn on the air conditioner at night, okay?"

At the same time, he murmured in his heart: "I'm still wearing outer pants after taking a shower, so I'm going to go out."

Discipline was wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt on his upper body, and the black sweatpants on his lower body during the day—at first glance, it looked like what Song Buzhi was wearing when he saw him for the first time, but on closer inspection, there was another nuance.

"How many such pants does this person have?" Song Buzhi couldn't help thinking, and then unconsciously moved his gaze to Discipline's lips.

——Well, even though Husky's upper body acting was a bit too much at the time, the feeling of close contact... tsk...

Discipline didn't know Song Buzhi's little Jiujiu in his heart. He put the changed clothes back into the luggage bag, then unscrewed the mineral water bottle and took a big sip of water.

When drinking water, Discipline raised his head halfway, his neck line was stretched slender, and then his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times.

Song Buzhi stared at his side face, and the tip of his right finger on the quilt trembled slightly.Although I don't want to admit it, this person is indeed good-looking and very attractive.

But no matter how good he looks, no matter how attractive he is, it doesn't matter to him.

Song Buzhi didn't want to involve his life with a policeman.

And this policeman... the heat on his body is astonishing.

——The body temperature of an ordinary person is "hot" to Song Buzhi, but it is "very hot" when it comes to discipline.

"Maybe it's because of his daily exercise." Song Buzhi thought casually.

Discipline put down the mineral water bottle, twisted the cap, and said, "It's up to you."

Song Buzhi wanted to keep a distance from him, or even distanced himself, so he smiled very distantly: "Thank you."

Hearing this, Discipline glanced at him, said nothing, lifted the quilt and sat in.

The TV was off, no one was talking, the room was silent, Song Buzhi got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When he came out, he saw that discipline had already lay down, eyes closed, and a pair of outer pants were folded and put aside.

Song Buzhi: "..."

went to bed so early?

Song Buzhi was upside down day and night, and he couldn't remember the last time he went to bed at night.

He turned off the light, lifted the quilt, and covered his waist and abdomen a little, then put his right arm under his head, stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Darkness amplifies all sounds.

Song Buzhi didn't know if Ji Ji fell asleep on the bed next to him, anyway, he heard his light and even breathing, which seemed to be ringing in his ears, making his ears itchy.

Slowly, he also closed his eyes.

On the second day, Song Buzhi rubbed his eyes and turned his head to look at the bed next to him.

——There was a very small voice coming from over there.

Although the curtains in the room were drawn tightly, the outside light could not penetrate at all, but after staying in the dark all night, the eyes had already adapted to the darkness.

As soon as Song Buzhi tilted his head, he saw that Discipline had lifted the quilt and sat up, with both hands grabbing his trousers and putting them on his legs.His trousers were pulled up to his knees, and Discipline sat on the edge of the bed with his back to him.

The white T-shirt was shrunk up from the sleep, and Song Buzhi saw the disciplined, lean waist and the white underwear underneath...

"It's so early in the morning..." Song Buzhi woke up instantly, his eyes narrowed unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth raised suspiciously.

Discipline seemed to be aware of the undisguised gaze behind him, and the action of putting on his pants was much faster, and he put them on in just a few seconds.

Song Buzhi: "..."

what a pity.

Feeling that he hadn't seen enough, Song Buzhi turned over lazily, intending to continue sleeping.

When Discipline came out after brushing his teeth and washing his face, he frowned when he saw Song Buzhi still lying on the bed, so he went over and patted his arm: "Get up."

Song Buzhi: "...is it still early for Ji team?"

In the darkness, Discipline remained expressionless: "It's 05:30, it's getting late."

Song Buzhi: "...Didn't Auntie say six o'clock last night?"

Discipline: "Climb at six o'clock, and you have to have breakfast before climbing the mountain."

Song Buzhi: "...I won't eat."

Discipline: "Are you doing it yourself or am I dragging you down?"

Song Buzhi was puzzled: "Captain Ji, it has nothing to do with you if I don't eat, right?"

Discipline said something even more inexplicable: "My mother likes you very much."

Song Buzhi: "..."

What do you mean?

In the end, Song Buzhi got up anyway—without him, what he promised, he had to do even on his knees.

When Song Buzhi saw the endless steps, he deeply felt that he might really have to climb up on his knees.

Not to mention that he didn't sleep much at all last night, even in normal times...he also kept a respectful distance from physical work like mountain climbing.

Ji Jing popularized science with her mobile phone next to her: "Foding Mountain, also known as Baihuading and Pusading, is the highest peak of Mount Putuo. The main peak is about 291.3 meters above sea level, with 1087 stone steps. There are mainly Huiji Temple, Haitian Foguo Cliff..."

1087 stone steps...

At this time, the sky was not yet completely bright, and it was cloudy, the sky was covered with clouds, and it was chilly when the wind blew, and the leaves-lost tree branches on both sides of the road trembled in the cold wind.This trembling seemed to be transmitted to Song Buzhi as well, before he started to climb, his legs trembled first.

"I'll be useless after climbing..." He thought to himself, his eyes unconsciously glanced under the big tree by the roadside.

—There was a cat there, moving gracefully through the bushes.

"If I possess this cat..."

——Just thinking about it.

But the facts proved that Song Buzhi underestimated himself.

After waiting for half an hour, when he climbed to the top of the Buddha, not only did he not feel that he was useless, he also saved some energy to visit the temple.

Disciplined and physically fit, he was out of breath and sweating down more than 1000 steps, and he didn't see that he had just climbed a mountain at all.He stood beside Grandma Ji, sweeping his gaze at Song Buzhi calmly.

After climbing a mountain, Song Buzhi's fair face had a natural blush, and he looked... healthier.

When you come to Foding Mountain, you must go to Huiji Temple.

Grandma Ji, Mother Ji, and Aunt Ji went to burn incense and worship Buddha. Song Buzhi followed Discipline and Ji Jing around the temple, and worshiped Buddha and Bodhisattva when they saw them.

Although it was early in the morning, there were still many Huiji eunuchs.

Squeeze, squeeze, it didn't take long for Song Buzhi to know where he was squeezed.When he regained his senses and came to find the Ji family, he found that there was only Discipline left beside him.

Song Buzhi: "... Where is your family?"

There was a person between Discipline and him, who heard the words and said, "We got separated."

Song Buzhi: "...Then go out first."

Discipline is noncommittal.

So Song Buzhi walked towards the exit with difficulty.

The place in front was very crowded, Song Buzhi looked at it, well, there is a Bodhisattva there, no wonder there are so many people.

Now that it was over, Song Buzhi joined his hands together and bowed three times.

At this time, a voice came from the side——

"Quickly worship, this is Songzi Guanyin! The most spiritual Songzi Guanyin in Putuo!"

"Mom, I know, am I just praying?"

Song Buzhi who heard this without saying a word: "..."

He subconsciously looked in the direction of discipline. Discipline was clasping his hands, his upper body leaned forward slightly, as if he was about to worship.

Apparently, Discipline also heard what other people said, and paused in the posture of worshiping Guanyin, and then... continued to worship three times as if nothing had happened.

Song Buzhi: "..."

After reuniting with Ji's family at the exit, Song Buzhi proposed the idea of ​​leaving according to the plan.

Mother Ji was a little bit reluctant. This young man was better-looking than her son, had a better temper than her son, and smiled more than her son—in fact, the main thing was the first one. He was good-looking and pleasing to the eye.

However, no matter how good-looking he is, he is not his own son. If he wants to leave, Mother Ji can't stop him.So, Song Buzhi followed the crowd, walked down the mountain, and then all the way out of the mountain gate.

It was afternoon when we returned to Huacheng. Song Buzhi didn't sleep well last night, and he crawled so early in the morning. As soon as he got home, he turned on the air conditioner and threw himself into the quilt—sleep in a dark place first.