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After 3 minutes of silence in the living room, Chen Xun let out a long breath.

Certain physiological responses still signal a sense of presence.

His own, and Teacher Qingliu's.

Chen Xun took several deep breaths.

As a male, Ye Qingzhi could understand the feeling of unsatisfied depression, so he carefully suggested: "Why don't I read the Meditation Sutra for you?"

Chen Xun: "..."

He exhaled again, and rubbed Ye Qingzhi's head frantically for a while: "No, don't move, just let me slow down for a while."

Ye Qingzhi: "...Oh."

In fact, the kiss between the two of them was long and devoted just now, and he himself had some reactions, but compared to Chen Xun's movements, it seemed more controllable.

The two of them were still hugging each other, and Ye Qingzhi could clearly feel a warm breath on his neck.

Ye Qingzhi tugged on Chen Xun's sleeve, and suggested in a low voice: "Brother Xun, maybe it's easier to get angry by keeping a safe distance for the time being."

Chen, who was dissatisfied with desire, bit his earlobe angrily and ground his teeth: "I don't care."

Ye Qingzhi demonstrated with an example: "Studies have shown that it is difficult to control physiological reactions and psychological pleasure when you maintain zero-distance contact with your partner."

Chen Xun lowered his eyes to see Ye Qingzhi started to talk nonsense seriously, and couldn't help laughing.

The depressed feeling faded with this laugh.

Ye Qingzhi succeeded in defending his innocence, no, he successfully defended the regulations of Jinjiang City, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Before he could completely let go of his heart, Chen Xun suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled.

This laugh is completely different from the cute laugh just now, with a bit of aggression and aggression that is inevitable.

Chen Xun reminded: "I still have two months to become an adult."

Ye Qingzhi instantly felt a sense of crisis that he was about to be eaten: "Oh... oh, that's coming soon."

Chen Xun scratched Ye Qingzhi's chin: "Where is Teacher Qingliu, soon?"

Ye Qingzhi said dryly, "My birthday is in July."

Chen Xun, who has always had poor grades in Chinese, performed super-levels of ancient poems and repeated Ye Qingzhi's nonsense research just now: "It is difficult to keep close contact with your partner. Control the physical reaction and psychological pleasure."

Well, not only did it not say a word, but also added a meaningful "oh".

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

That strange sense of crisis intensified again.

…………

The above-mentioned conversation, which is easily locked out by moderation, did not last long.

When the two of them calmed down completely, Ye Qingzhi walked into the kitchen, ready to deal with the leftover lunch and then make dinner.

Walking into the kitchen and seeing a stack of clean plates, I remembered that with the help of Zhao Minghu and his pigs from afar, the lunch was eaten until there was no juice left.

Willing to call it the best performer of disc action.

Ye Qingzhi opened the refrigerator and thought for a few seconds: "Have braised eggplant and braised pork tonight? Add lettuce."

"Okay, you decide." After Chen Xun answered, he rolled up his sleeves to wash the vegetables.

While washing, he sighed with emotion: "Mr. Qingliu, do you know that after eating a few meals you cooked, I felt as if I had returned to the cafeteria after returning home."

Ye Qingzhi remembered that Chen Xun told him that the whole family didn't have any cooking skills.

Chen Xun's thoughts diverged: "Maybe I can buy them by cooking them a meal in the future. My dad must like you very much... Bah, if you don't cook for him, you will know beep all day long."

Cooking has always been a hobby of Ye Qingzhi. To receive such disguised affirmation, he smiled happily: "Don't say that. Well, don't stick around here, I'll take care of the rest."

Chen Xun didn't want to play games on his mobile phone at all, and he didn't even want to leave the kitchen: "Then what should I do?"

Ye Qingzhi frowned and thought for a while: "Well, let's do a spot check on the study results, and you can memorize the sentence patterns of the Chibi Fu and the English composition invitation letter."

Chen Xun: "..." This seems to be different from the sweet kitchen interaction between the two in his imagination.

Ye Qingzhi: "Huh?"

Chen Xun closed his eyes resignedly, and began to recite: "The autumn of Renxu, the hope of July..."

……

After dinner, the two sat on the swing on the balcony to digest food.

The sky tonight is pure dark blue, which is rare and beautiful in an international metropolis like City A.

"This afternoon we talked about getting to know each other's family situation." Chen Xun stepped on the floor lightly, making the swing shake slightly, "It's better to hit the sun than choose a day?"

Ye Qingzhi nodded, and introduced succinctly: "My father is in business and opened a small company. My mother is an editor of a magazine and is currently pregnant with her second child."

In fact, after Lao Ye went into business, their family's conditions were quite good, but the family was not used to extravagance, and Ms. Lin even brought a little reservedness of a scholarly family, so the whole family maintained a low-key hidden from the market.

Chen Xun let Ye Qingzhi lean into his arms: "My dad is also in business, and now he focuses on real estate. Our family seems to have been in business since my great-grandfather's grandfather."

Ye Qingzhi's hands trembled slightly, he turned his head and inhaled Chen Xun sincerely: "Is this the breath of the rich sixth generation?"

Chen Xun thought of the reward he wanted the most that he didn't get this afternoon, and said seductively, "Can I suck it here?"

Ye Qingzhi: "...No."

The two argued a few words along this crooked topic, and finally Chen Xun reluctantly ended it: "Let's get back to the topic. Then my mother is... a freelancer, a hobby realizer?"

Ms. Li also grew up pampered. After marrying Chen Yujun, she also maintained her various hobbies. Over the years, she opened a gallery, played the piano, and worked as a pastry chef. Of course, her dream of a pastry chef died after she blew up the kitchen twice. .

"Later, when I was in junior high school, she had a heart problem, so she became a full-time wife." Chen Xun skipped some stories that were not very suitable for the current warm atmosphere, and continued to introduce, "I am the second child of our family. .I have an older brother, six years older than me, who studies computer science and minors in psychology, but he is not bald yet."

Ye Qingzhi laughed amused by his introduction.

"We are like this," Ye Qingzhi raised his head and smiled, "it seems like a prelude to talking about marriage."

Chen Xun didn't care too much: "It doesn't matter, anyway, we are going to get married in the future, so it's considered early."

He cleared his throat: "Finally, let me introduce me, Chen Xun, who is Ye Qingzhi's boyfriend."

"Well, let me introduce you too." Ye Qingzhi nodded cooperatively, "I, Ye Qingzhi, Chen Xun's boyfriend."

……

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Ye Qingzhi returned to his home in the afternoon of the second day. Not long after he returned, Lao Ye and Ms. Lin also returned home from the neighboring district.

Ms. Lin handed Ye Qingzhi a bag: "Your Aunt Jiang gave you a New Year's gift."

"Oh." Ye Qingzhi took it, and with the other hand, wrote a thank you note to Aunt Jiang on WeChat.

Lao Ye put the car keys on the coffee table and asked his son, "Have you been playing with Xiao Ran these few days?"

After Ye Qingzhi edited the message, he clicked to send: "No."

Ms. Lin casually asked Ye Qingzhi another name.

"Not at all."

Ye Qingzhi looked at his parents and said seriously: "I told you before, my deskmate last semester was called Chen Xun."

Ms. Lin caught the key word, let out an ah, and asked slowly: "The one who hugged you last time?"

Ye Qingzhi: "...Yes."

Flee immediately.

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No. 24 Middle School has only [-] days for the winter vacation of the senior and second grades, and the school will start not long after the year.

Chen Xun came to City A for several days on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. After returning to City B, he only felt the warmth of his family for a few days before returning to City A again.

No. [-] Middle School, Class No. [-] classroom.

"Hurry up! There is still half a period of morning reading before homework is handed in! Which kind-hearted person has done math paper three?"

"One for one, chemistry for physics, is there any?!"

"Hurry up, English Weekly English Weekly, Lao Luo is here, the brothers retreat quickly!"

The noisy classroom quickly returned to silence, welcoming the arrival of their beloved teacher Luo.

Chen Xun put his hand on Ye Qingzhi's shoulder, looking at the students who were still secretly exchanging answers, he felt a sense of pride spontaneously.

He whispered to Ye Qingzhi: "This is the consequence of not studying hard during the holidays!"

Tang Weibin, who was sneaking by with the answer, was in a complicated mood.

Brother Xun, you are really easy to get beaten like this, do you know that?

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Thanks to the little fairy in Wanhua Valley for the nutrient solution!Pooh!

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If nothing else, there will be another chapter tonight