I overturned my car after I slapped Gao Leng school grass by mistake

"Don't envy others."

Zhong Xun told Chu Tingdong that he could do it right away, but he leaned against Chu Tingdong's arms, couldn't help biting his lips, biting his nails, and making a bunch of small movements around.

After waiting for half an hour, he let go and handed the paper to Chu Tingdong eagerly.

Chu Tingdong lowered his eyes and looked, his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling up and down, endured it for a while, and sighed in a low voice helplessly. For the five fill-in-the-blank questions, the polyethylene glycol in the first question was written as polyethylene glycol. Alcohol was written wrong, three of the four words were wrong.

As soon as he sighed, Zhong Xun's heart was stabbed in panic, but maybe because he was in a good mood tonight, he was still clinging to Chu Tingdong's arms, but Zhong Xun didn't lose his temper, and even peeked at Chu Tingdong with a blushing face.

He is a little bit self-aware. When he wrote it just now, he didn't make a score, and he felt that there was a high probability that he was wrong.

Chu Tingdong frowned, and continued to look down, the second one was also wrong, and the third one was not written.

The last five questions were right, and one of the fifth question was right. He caught a glimpse of Zhong Xun biting his nails when he was filling in the answers, and his buttocks were still twisting on his thighs. This should be a lie.

Zhong Xun saw that his brows were getting deeper and deeper, so he sat up guiltily. While Chu Tingdong was still checking his papers, he whispered oops, put on his slippers and wanted to leave.

It's not that he doesn't care about it at all, but it doesn't matter how serious he is. He resisted his irritability and was willing to do a few more papers. It was just to get Chu Tingdong to like him more, so maybe he would hurry up with him. He came out.

But after all, it was against his nature, so he was going to be lazy whenever he saw the needle. He was looking for something to do, and wanted to tidy up the shelves.

Unexpectedly, before he could move his leg, Chu Tingdong snatched it back with his arms around his waist. He fell down on Chu Tingdong's lap, weeping, and preemptively said: "I still remember last night, it's all because of your seduction." Me, forget about it after kissing."

After all, he was an innocent straight man who was having sex for the first time, so of course he couldn't stand this kind of gay who would secretly call him baby.

He moaned, he blamed Chu Tingdong for being too seductive, which made him unconscious. The sweater was very loose. He lay on top of Chu Tingdong. A dazzling white waist.

It was a shame to kiss only once, which caused him to make several mistakes in several questions. He held Chu Tingdong's face, rubbed his lips against each other all the way down, held the other's lips and tongue, and bit his Adam's apple.

Chu Tingdong: "..." Who is seducing whom?

Chu Tingdong picked up the straight man who was so sloppy, and locked him in his arms, not allowing him to run around, and then handed him a piece of draft paper, "Practice this word a little bit, or you will lose it if you write it correctly. Points deducted."

Zhong Xun probably has never written seriously in his life, he might as well be a primary school student, all twisted into a ball.

Not only is it messy, but a single word takes up half a line.

How can it be reasonable to let him do the papers painstakingly, but he still has to practice calligraphy? !

Zhong Xun quit immediately, but Chu Tingdong hugged him from behind, pressed him in front of the tea table, grabbed his wrist, forced him to hand the pen, and then covered him with the palm of his hand without saying a word. On the back of his hand, the skin was close to each other inch by inch, and he clenched his hand tightly.

Chu Tingdong is taller than him, and his palms are also wide. He usually doesn't feel it, but now he can almost wrap his hands, making Zhong Xun's phalanxes slender and beautiful.

Moreover, Chu Tingdong's palm still has a thin layer of cocoon, which is slightly hard, Zhong Xun already knew about it.

These hands are more familiar to him than he is, but he didn't expect that holding them on the back of his hand would also make the back of his hand numb and itchy. He was like a cat whose back was stroked, and it softened all of a sudden.

"What are you doing..." Zhong Xun's ears were red to the point of bleeding, he behaved now, and asked him in a low voice.

When Chu Tingdong saw his eyes rolling around, he knew that there was some colored waste in his head, and he was so straight, Chu Tingdong was so angry that he wanted to sneer.

Although Zhong Xun thought about deceiving people and never revealed his sexual orientation to him, Chu Tingdong was not a fool. Zhong Xun suddenly showed affection to him, and at first he refused to have physical contact with him, and he didn't mind being speculated about the relationship between them. No matter how you look at it, it can't be curved.

"Don't move around." Chu Tingdong's voice was cold, his brows were still furrowed, and he glanced at him.

Zhong Xun was very unconvinced, but he was honest.

Chu Tingdong held his fingertips and wrote Zhong Xun's name stroke by stroke on the draft paper, which was more neat and orderly than his usual handwriting, and easy to imitate.

"Slightly separate when writing," Chu Tingdong thought for a moment, made him turn around slightly, then lowered his head and said to him, "Copy the text to be memorized at night."

Zhong Xun looked at Chu Tingdong's handwriting, and for the first time felt that his name was written quite nicely.

But let him write it by himself or forget it. He hesitated and nodded first, pretending to agree.

After all, he wasn't in the hotel room, maybe someone would come, Chu Tingdong didn't dare to hold him for too long, as soon as he let go, Zhong Xun ran away and went to sit next to the cashier.

There were no customers at this time of night, and the store was deserted and deserted. Zhong Xun played with his mobile phone for a while before he heard someone lift the curtain. He glanced out of the corner of his eye, unexpectedly, he was an acquaintance.

Song Yiling wore a windbreaker and a mask, which covered him tightly from head to toe, making him look like a criminal.

"I'm starving, do you still have rice noodles here?" Song Yiling rubbed his hands. It was already past 09:30 in the evening, and the temperature dropped sharply at night, so he called Zhong Xun again, "Bring me another bottle of soju."

Zhong Xun didn't wait at all, and without raising his head, he said, "It's all on the shelf, go find it yourself."

Song Yiling refused to move, and leaned over in a beggarly way, took off the mask, and let him see his face, "Dude, can you do me a favor, my bones will break if I move again."

"Damn it," Zhong Xun raised his eyelids slightly, his eyes flickered on his face, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, "You were robbed by someone? I never heard that you offended anyone..."

Song Yiling's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his eyebrows were also cut. Some medicine was applied, but he was still bleeding a little.

"Hiss..." As soon as he opened his mouth, the wound on the corner of his mouth was painful. When Zhong Xun brought him rice noodles and soju, he quickly soaked it and took a big mouthful. His stomach recovered and he finally exhaled, "Don't mention it." , the old man asked me to go on a blind date, but I refused to go and was beaten up."

"You want to cheat on the marriage?!" Zhong Xun widened his eyes and grabbed his rice noodle bowl.

"Who lied to you?" Seeing that he refused to give it, Song Yiling simply leaned over to eat it in his hand, devoured it hungrily, and got very close to him.

When Zhong Xun lowered his head, he could see the top of his head. From behind, it looked like a hug.

Song Yiling complained while eating: "I didn't just run away because I didn't want to cheat? I'm so annoying, I shouldn't see him."

Zhong Xun was in a daze before he could react, but Chu Tingdong frowned and glanced at him. He didn't know what was going on, but suddenly his heart shivered, and he returned it to Song Yiling.

"Stupid, don't you have hands?" Zhong Xun scolded.

After finishing speaking, he was still shy and looked at Chu Tingdong secretly, he didn't understand anything, and his face was blushing as if he was asking for credit, Chu Tingdong stared at his red face speechlessly and amused.

He glanced so intently that no one else could spot it.

Song Yiling grinned, and slowly brought it to another sofa to eat, which was diagonally opposite to Chu Tingdong. Chu Tingdong was still lowering his head to make papers. Song Yiling had a blind date with Zhong Xuncao this time.

"If you do this again, I really won't be able to go back to Ningcheng in the future." Song Yiling took a sip of the shochu, "I have to be forced to meet, but I can't get married, isn't it a waste of other people's time?"

Zhong Xun frowned and listened, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

After talking for a few minutes, the curtain was lifted again, and Song Yijin also came over. He was more conscious than Song Yiling, and he didn't need to look for him, he knew to look for food on the shelf.

"Why are you all relying on me?" Zhong Xun reluctantly put on a dirty face.

It was too late for him to find a partner.

But these two people were obviously not afraid, and they were still sitting on the sofa gorging, Zhong Xun propped his chin and looked over speechlessly. After staring for a while, he couldn't help getting up and moving to Chu Tingdong's side.

Chu Tingdong sat alone on the single sofa, Zhong Xun insisted on squeezing him, Chu Tingdong grabbed his wrist under the coffee table to stop him, Zhong Xun took the next best thing and sat on the armrest of the sofa.

He thought it was hidden, touched Chu Tingdong's cold ears with his fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you drooping again?"

He thought for a while and suggested, "Are you envious?"

What are you envious of?

Chu Tingdong frowned, ignored him, and lowered his eyelashes to answer the question.

"Are you envious of others who have come out?" Zhong Xun saw that he was not enlightened, so he had no choice but to speak clearly, his eyes were slightly bright, and he looked at him shyly and said, "You don't need to envy others, I can also accompany you."

Chu Tingdong couldn't understand what there was to be envious of, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, why are you still with him?I'm afraid I don't want him to accompany me out of the closet.

Seeing that he was really indifferent, Zhong Xun was not envious at all, so he resentfully moved to the sofa next to him and sat down, then stared at Song Yiling dissatisfied.

Song Yiling was still pouring bitter water on them with the help of wine, and his back was hairy from Zhong Xun's stare.

"What's wrong?" Song Yiling asked after eating the rice noodles, wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"It's impossible for your father to accept your...boyfriend?" Zhong Xun held a massage hammer in his hand, and banged on his legs, and he made a blind move, "Why are you not in a hurry, but think of a way. .”

"Brother, if I had a way," Song Yiling almost raged, "I'm still hiding here with you?!"

Zhong Xun is angry, this unbelievable gay!

There is nothing to envy with his miserable and unfortunate face, Zhong Xun is not envious when he looks at it, let alone Chu Tingdong, when the Song brothers leave, he is still lying on the sofa worrying.

He had thought before that if he wanted to piss off Zhong Zhonglin to death, Chu Tingdong had to take the initiative to find Zhong Zhonglin and tell Zhong Zhonglin that he liked him, the best effect would be.

No matter how bad it is, try to find a way to be smashed by Zhong Zhonglin, so it's barely okay.

The worst situation is that he went to Zhong Zhonglin and told him that he was with Chu Tingdong, but in this case, he could think of what Zhong Zhonglin would scold him.

He must have called him a scumbag again, even if Chu Tingdong fucked him, Zhong Zhonglin would only think he was being a scumbag.

Absolutely not.

He knows too well what to do to make a person angry and painful. After all, he has been here for more than ten years, just like Zhong Zhonglin beat him. He is angry because he is angry, but he doesn't care.

If Zhong Zhonglin dropped his camera, he would be really angry, because that's what he cared about.

Zhong Zhonglin didn't care about him, Zhong Zhonglin might not be moved when he died, let alone he was fucked by a man.

He would only think that he was Chu Tingdong's stain, after all he regarded Chu Tingdong as his stepson.

It is necessary to destroy what he cares about, so to make him feel that Chu Tingdong fell in love with such a disgusting and dirty little bastard like him, to make him feel that Chu Tingdong was ruined by him, even his marriage was completely ruined by him, He will be really angry.

Zhong Xun thought for a long time with a sad face, but it was useless to think about it, and Chu Tingdong was willing to do it.

Unable to figure out a way, he drooped his head and went to help Pan Yu fill up the ice. Seeing him get up, Chu Tingdong followed him to help.

Skating skates will cause many scratches on the ice surface. Generally, warm water is poured on the ice to repair the ice, and then wait for the temperature to cool down slowly to repair the ice surface. If it is replaced with cold water, the ice surface will become brittle and easily broken.

Zhong Xun put on his skates and carried a small red bucket filled with water. At first he was mending, while Chu Tingdong was helping him with the tools at the edge of the ice rink. Gradually he felt tired, so he started to be lazy and couldn’t help squatting. After squatting down, he stretched out his arms to touch Chu Tingdong's hand.

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong sighed, couldn't help laughing, hooked his fingertips at him, and said, "Give it to me."

Zhong Xun glanced at him in a daze, and handed him the bucket and the small shovel in his hand. Chu Tingdong's eyes didn't fluctuate at all, and he was still very calm. He walked directly onto the ice like that, and leaned over to help him fill up the ice. .

At first Zhong Xun didn't react, he turned his head and greeted Pan Yu's son enthusiastically, and then turned around abruptly.

"Fuck..." Zhong Xun opened his eyes, but still couldn't help swearing. Chu Tingdong frowned, and he didn't have time to hold back. Chu Tingdong glanced at him coldly, and he lowered his head aggrieved.

Chu Tingdong paused for a while, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, he lowered his eyes to fill up the crack in front of the ice, and said a little uncomfortably, "Don't look for others in the future, I'll teach you what you want to learn."

Zhong Xun was taken aback for a moment, then bent over the lying silkworm again, poked him in the back, and said, "You're jealous."

"No." Chu Tingdong said.

"If you're not jealous, you care so much," Zhong Xun said unreasonably, "Why don't you be jealous? If you're not, then leave me alone. I'm going to find Brother Pan now."

As he said that, he pretended to leave, Chu Tingdong had no choice but to hold his wrist cooperatively, Zhong Xun was coaxed to his heart's content, and turned his head again, offering him water graciously.

Zhong Xun skated forward for a short distance, put his arms around Chu Tingdong's waist, and put on his skates to get a little higher.

He raised his head, just as Chu Tingdong looked down at him, his lips brushed against his fluffy and soft hair.

"How do you teach me, you can do it again?" Zhong Xun asked him, his cheeks flushed slightly.

Unexpectedly, it really worked a little bit, and he didn't fall in vain.

Chu Tingdong: "..." Why does that sound so strange?

He pushed Zhong Xun away, leaned over to mend the ice again, and went home together after finishing.

When she got home, only Wu Yulan was there. She usually likes to crochet, and then watched the TV series one after another. When she heard the doorbell, she raised her head and smiled at Zhong Xun. The smile was a little awkward.

Zhong Xun didn't say a word either.

When Zhong found the bedroom, she softly called Chu Tingdong to stop, "Xiao Ye, Mom has something to tell you."

"Okay." Chu Tingdong put down his schoolbag and walked over.

Wu Yulan took him to the kitchen and said it, maybe she was afraid of being heard by Zhong Xun, but Zhong Xun still secretly hid in the corner of the living room, moved closer to the kitchen, and could barely hear clearly.

"Mom may remarry your Uncle Zhong." Wu Yulan didn't beat around the bush, the smile in the corner of her eyes was a little embarrassed, and she was afraid that Chu Tingdong would not accept it, so she discussed it with him in a warm voice, "Uncle Zhong said to have a wedding, and then I will have a wedding when I am free." Go through the formalities of remarriage again, mom wants to know your thoughts, if you think it's inappropriate..."

"It's okay," Chu Tingdong said in a low voice, "It's up to you to decide."

He didn't think Zhong Zhonglin was a good match, but Wu Yulan and Zhong Zhonglin had been married for more than ten years, and she knew Zhong Zhonglin better than himself. If she made up her mind, he didn't want to interfere with her marriage.

Wu Yulan was still worried about the previous dispute, Chu Tingdong would mind Zhong Zhonglin very much, but she did not expect him to accept it calmly, and she was relieved.

"Even if we get married again, it won't be any different from now." Wu Yulan held his arm, smiled a little, and told him, "Maybe we will get married at the end of the month, and mom will tell you then."

"En." Chu Tingdong responded, "If you need help with anything, you can tell me."

Wu Yulan's smile became more relaxed, and she handed him a bowl of boiled pear soup for him to drink before letting him go back to the bedroom.

Zhong Xun leaned against the sofa and leaned over to listen. He had no expression on his face, his eyelashes were black and thick, and drooped down, leaving a small shadow in his eyes. back to the bedroom.

Now there are less than three weeks left before the end of the month, Zhong Xun can't wait any longer.

He was restless, so he could only pester Chu Tingdong, asking him if he would like to come out to his family for him in the future.

But he hid it and refused to explain the reason clearly. He was so anxious that Chu Tingdong couldn't give him any clear answer.

"Then what do you mean? You can deal with me casually, and you can answer a sentence, that's what you have to do, do you want to play with me?" Zhong Xun was also driven into a hurry, he was stubborn and stubborn, and dared to say anything when he opened his mouth Said, as if shameless, and said angrily, "I feel good after you fuck me, don't you care about anything else?"

Chu Tingdong couldn't help frowning, and interrupted him, "Don't talk nonsense."

"I think that's what you think," Zhong Xun made trouble out of no reason, "Why do you want me to go to Beijing with you? You don't need to finish the college entrance examination, you will bother me, pretending to be a wolf with a tail all day long?!"

Now it's winter, and the college entrance examination is only half a year away, Chu Tingdong doesn't know why he is so anxious all of a sudden.

"I said I'll take you there," Chu Tingdong took a deep breath, not wanting to quarrel with him, but he got angry again, and said coldly, "The premise is that you can pass the exam, so can you pass the exam? ?”

"Why not?" Zhong Xun fought with him until his eyes turned crimson.

"Okay, I didn't say you can't," Chu Tingdong stretched out his arms to hug him, feeling like he was hugging a little calf who was extremely uncontrollable and would go on a rampage if he didn't pay attention, then lowered his head and kissed his eyelashes, the tip of his nose, and finally The kiss fell on the lips, "Are you doing well in the exam, try to do well in the exam, I will definitely say what I have to say."

Zhong Xun was still angry at first, but now his face was red again, he was instantly coaxed, and he snorted softly, "I know."

He forced Chu Tingdong to no avail, so he could only think of other ways.

Pan Yu had a minor operation and had to stay in the hospital for three days. Pan Yuan went to stay with him in the bed, and Zhong Xun was on duty at the ice rink at night and lived in the security room.

Chu Tingdong also stayed with him, but there was only one sofa and he couldn't sleep on it, so he had to go home after finishing his homework with him.

"My grandma's stew is delicious." Zhong Xun dragged him to a small supermarket for dinner.

Except for the two brothers Song Yijin, Zhong Xun hardly brought any other classmates here, so Zhong Xun's grandparents were very enthusiastic about Chu Tingdong, and even asked questions during dinner at night.

"It's a good thing you took care of him at school," grandma patted Zhong Xun's head, with deep eye lines and smile lines, and said to Chu Tingdong, "otherwise he would suffer too much from his broken mouth."

Zhong Xun's face was full of displeasure, why did he break his mouth, but he pouted and didn't contradict him, he just groaned and reached out to share the fried chicken legs with his sister, one for each person, not for Chu Tingdong.

Song Yijin and his brother also came over to have dinner. Song Yiling made his parents feel bad, and he was also unlucky. He was not seen at home, so he could only stay in the Internet cafe, or come to find Zhong Xun.

The stove that Zhong Xun came to help the old man give birth in the morning has gradually warmed up, and sparks are slightly bouncing in the stove. He threw a sweet potato and roasted it slowly by the stove, overflowing with sweet fragrance.

The old TV was broadcasting the news, and the room was warm and bright. The little German shepherd squatted at his feet, gnawed on his bones, rubbed against his calves from time to time, and let out a whining sound.

Zhong Xun raised his eyelashes and secretly looked at Chu Tingdong, and then shared half of Chu Tingdong's chicken leg. Chu Tingdong slightly raised his eyebrows at him, pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, and lowered his head to eat it.

When he got up to serve the soup, taking advantage of no one's attention, he bent his knuckles and touched Zhong Xun's forehead. Before he could walk away, Zhong Xun quickly poked his thigh.

After Zhong Xun drank a little wine with Song Yijin, his eyes turned red, and his whole body became hot.

On this day of Lidong, he has grandparents, a younger sister, and friends who grew up together, and now he has a boyfriend, skewers with a fluffy little German shepherd, the stove is warm, and he suddenly has tears He wished that his whole life would pass like this, and he could never think of a better day than this.

When Song Yijin and the others went to sleep in the Internet cafe, and grandparents brought their younger sister home, he hung drunkenly on Chu Tingdong's shoulders, and went with him to the security room to stay.

He hugged Chu Tingdong tightly, pushed Chu Tingdong down on the sofa, Chu Tingdong rubbed his curly hair, he raised his head again, his lips were wet and rosy, and leaned over to kiss Chu Tingdong.

He was scalded all over his body, with the drunken light hidden under his beautiful eyelashes, he stared at Chu Tingdong and muttered in a low voice, then went to grab Chu Tingdong's sweater, but his hand was grabbed.

Chu Tingdong didn't want to do this with him in the security room, but also wanted to do it for him just like the previous time.

But Zhong Xun was very reluctant, he lay on Chu Tingdong's body in a daze for a while, then stood up and looked at Chu Tingdong's face.

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong's thin lips moved a little, trying to call him baby, but he didn't make a sound, because it was something Zhong Xun could understand. He stroked Zhong Xun's hair silently and asked him, " What are you thinking?"

Zhong Xun was a little drunk, and couldn't read his lips, and could barely understand what he said.

He lay in Chu Tingdong's arms for a while, with one leg drooping on the edge of the sofa, Chu Tingdong stretched out his hand to hold the bend of the leg, to prevent him from falling.

He struggled away again, and when his knees gave way, he slid down and squatted beside the sofa.

Zhong Xun was a little awake, but not quite sober. His fingertips trembled violently, and he supported Chu Tingdong's lower abdomen. Flushing, he licked his lips nervously.

……

Late at night, the streets outside the ice rink were deserted.

Zhong Xun tightly covered his mouth, staggered back a few steps, turned his head and ran out.

The cool night wind in early winter brushed over his skin, and he shivered. Not only his face, but his whole body burned hotly.

When Chu Tingdong went to find him, he was still squatting on the side of the road, trying to light a cigarette but couldn't start it, so angry he scolded his father.

"I can only take one breath." Chu Tingdong looked on coldly, really couldn't stand this clumsiness, it was funny and somehow felt distressed, so he reached out to take it and help him.

Zhong Xun's ears are burning, now what he says is ambiguous, his eyelashes are trembling, and the root of his tongue is still numb, fuck it, how did it seem that Chu Tingdong had no psychological burden on him before?

Only then did he realize that this was the feeling. What was hidden under this man's gentle and cold skin?

Chu Tingdong really only let him take a puff of the cigarette, and then pulled it out of his mouth without saying a word and strangled it out. Zhong Xun wanted to curse, but his lips moved, but they were swollen and hot. He seemed to have no confidence in cursing.

"You're too perverted," Zhong Xun blushed and scolded him, "Does your mother know that you are this kind of person?"

Chu Tingdong was still holding his coat, raised his hand to put it on his shoulder, gathered it slightly, and wrapped him up.

Those red phoenix eyes were dark and deep, and he smiled at him, Zhong Xun hummed softly, and leaned over to hug him under the street lamp.

Zhong Xun almost fell asleep standing up.

When his cheeks were suddenly wet and cold, he raised his head and couldn't help opening his eyes. He put his arms around Chu Tingdong's waist and said to him, "It's snowing, brother."

The author says:

If Xiao Zhong's wish is fulfilled, he will be able to come out soon, but the broken mirror has to wait a few more chapters (.);

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!