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

"Just hug for a while."

Chu Tingdong put his arms around Zhong Xun, pinched the back of his neck to make him lower his head again, and then kissed his red lips.

Forget it, plus the half-year separation between the third year of high school, more than two years have passed, nearly three years, Zhong Xun also knew that he was wrong, and this time I am afraid that his memory will be severely improved.

If this is not long enough to remember, you can still find something to do. You really have to hold it down and get another spanking.

He also relented.

How many two years can there be in a lifetime, live to a hundred years old, but only fifty, minus the days before they were not together, there are nearly ten less, he wants to compete, Zhong Xun may become a reporter in the future. How many more can there be?

After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't bear to neglect him for another day.

Every time Zhong Xun kissed Chu Tingdong, he had to bite his swollen lips. The main reason was that he was easily irritable and impatient. Chu Tingdong wanted to hug him gently and kiss him for a while. Bite as long as you live, and get angry as well.

In the end, I don't know how to roll together, and the whole body is dripping with sweat after a kiss, which is more exaggerated than others.

Chu Tingdong pinched the back of Zhong Xun's neck, licked his lips lightly for a while, then couldn't help moving his lips again, wanting to lean in and gnaw deeply, but Chu Tingdong suddenly said that he wanted to chase him .

Chu Tingdong's skin was much thinner than his, and it was no less than a confession to Zhong Xun for such a person who hadn't spoken much of the time.

His eyes were wide open, the tips of his ears suddenly turned red, and there was a crimson color in his black and broken hair, like the sunset glow on white jade.

Chu Tingdong couldn't hold back and stretched out his hands to pinch, Zhong Xun's ears became hotter and his whole body felt a little dry.

It's too unbearable for this person to say a word of love suddenly.

Zhong Xun groaned for a long time, but couldn't utter a word. He simply put his arms around Chu Tingdong's neck, kissed him hard again, and then asked a little shyly, "Do you want to do it?"

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong couldn't help pressing his chin with the tip of his tongue, poked his forehead and pushed him away, saying speechlessly, "There's nothing here."

Zhong Xun hid and tucked it before, but now he reached out to feel under the pillow, and found a small bottle, dark blue, which made his fingers thin and white, he held it and handed it to Chu Tingdong.

Chu Tingdong: "..."

"When did you buy it?" Chu Tingdong took the bottle of lubricant and glanced at it. Zhong Xun should not have brought it with him when he left Beijing. He had only been in Minneapolis for a day, so he should have bought it after getting off the plane.

But Zhong Xun was always under his nose, even during the few hours he went to train, Zhong Xun was not too far away from him.

"When you go to training." Zhong Xun said with a blushing face.

Chu Tingdong couldn't help laughing, his ears were a little red, he was convinced, hooked his fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you ask?"

The province where Ning Cheng is located does not take listening comprehension in the college entrance examination, and Zhong Xun's English is not very good, at most he can write a little bit, but he can't communicate with people at all. He was busy taking photography and professional courses in college, and he didn't take it seriously. Learning English, I haven't passed CET-[-] yet.

It's fine to buy some ordinary things, but I can still find this, amazing Zhong Xiaogou.

Chu Tingdong hugged him and laughed, and Zhong Xun lay on him, and he could feel the tremor in his chest.

"Uh..." What a joke, Zhong Xun felt that he was too annoying, so hurry up if you want to do it, if there is anything to ask, his cheeks were so red, he didn't want to recall at all, he lowered his head and pulled off the tie of his bathrobe first .

Zhong Xun actually started to think about it on the plane, and he didn't know if Chu Tingdong would like to befriend him.

Maybe he came all the way from thousands of miles away, but Chu Tingdong still ignored him, then he had to sleep with Chu Tingdong at least one more time, otherwise it would be too much of a disadvantage and he had to get enough sleep.

He pressed his forehead against the porthole, and the twilight was falling, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became.

Now he is not wronged, but he still has to sleep, so he reached out to pick Chu Tingdong's clothes.

At first Chu Tingdong felt that this progress was too fast, and Zhong Xun sat in his arms and twisted, his arms were bulging with veins, and he held his shoulders and pressed him on the bed.

Zhong Xun's cheeks were buried in the pillow, his messy hair was hanging down softly, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

The embrace after a few years of absence did not seem to be very strange, Zhong Xun endured it for a while, and then began to cry softly.

He raised his arms to hook Chu Tingdong's neck, and pressed down, letting him bend down to kiss him.

……

Chu Tingdong went to take a shower first, and when Zhong Xun came out, he hugged a pillow and lay on his stomach, only showing a pair of red eyes from crying, staring at him non-stop.

He was afraid that Zhong Xun would cry endlessly, and he was afraid that he would lie on his stomach and think blindly, and nothing good would happen every time.

"What's wrong?" Chu Tingdong walked to the bed, touched his wet cheeks, and reached out to hug him, but Zhong Xun hugged the quilt and moved aside.

"You spanked my ass." Zhong Xun blinked his eyelashes and whispered suddenly.

Although he felt the pain, and then regretted it and wanted to run, he first kicked Chu Tingdong's shoulder hard several times.

Chu Tingdong looked at him with downcast eyes, and said in a cold voice, "No?"

"Is it red?" Zhong Xun asked him in a low voice, and couldn't help muttering, "Why do I feel a little swollen?"

He stretched out his hand and touched it, wanting to scold Chu Tingdong, but he managed to reconcile reluctantly. Forget it, let's just coax him, just hit him, anyway, it doesn't hurt, and it's inexplicably cool.

At first, he thought he might be a little psychopathic, after all, most people wouldn't do this.

But when he thought about it, Chu Tingdong should think he was handsome no matter what he did, even when he was angry.

He saw that Chu Tingdong was particularly pleasing to the eye now, and he hummed for a while, thinking that next time he should kick less.

Chu Tingdong leaned against the head of the bed, hugged him into his arms and kissed his eyes, only now was he able to settle accounts with him, pinched his face and asked, "Why did you block me?"

Zhong Xun raised his eyelashes in a daze, and then cursed: "Fuck."

Chu Tingdong frowned when he heard him swearing, but fortunately Zhong Xun just cursed, and he looked left and right to find his phone, blushing and released Chu Tingdong from the blacklist.

"I forgot..." Zhong Xun retorted softly, "I'm afraid you'll send me a message and scold me."

Chu Tingdong: "..."

Who could do such a thing?

Chu Tingdong looked down at him fiddling with the phone, and suddenly frowned after watching for a few seconds, and the notes Zhong Xun gave him flashed before his eyes.

Zhong Xun seemed to be aware of the sudden leak, his cheeks were flushed, he turned his head and wanted to hide the phone behind his back, but Chu Tingdong reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Chu Tingdong saw it clearly this time, and then his throat got stuck, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

What victim?Who is the victim?

Zhong Xun blushed, trying to avoid this topic, his eyes rolled wildly, and asked him: "Where are those postcards I sent you? Where did they go? You didn't throw them all away, did you?"

He only found one, the one he wrote "I love you, Beijing", and it was on the bedside table in Chu Tingdong's bedroom.

"What are you doing?" Chu Tingdong raised his eyebrows slightly, and said sarcastically, "Do I still have to keep the evidence of my victimization?"

Hold.

Is this a fight?

He's still lying here naked, and this man hasn't pulled up his pants for 10 minutes, yet he's about to quarrel with him? !

Zhong Xun was suddenly angry. He pursed his lower lip, moved his waist with difficulty to stand up, touched the bedside table, grabbed the postcard and pretended to tear it up, saying, "If you don't want it, don't take it!"

He didn't want to part with it at all, and he didn't tear it up at all. He held it lightly, which was just a bluff.

Chu Tingdong was so angry that he wanted to laugh, but he didn't smile, his palm was still rubbing against Zhong Xun's waist, and he continued with a cold face: "The ones I didn't receive, you return them to me."

Every time Zhong Xun went to Xue He to ask for the address, Xue He asked Chu Tingdong. Chu Tingdong didn't disagree, so he sent it to Zhong Xun. Haven't lost contact at all over the years.

If Chu Tingdong really didn't want Zhong to look for him, Zhong Xun would have no way to find out about him.

But sometimes Zhong Xun’s courier is sent out, but before it reaches the place, Chu Tingdong’s game is over, or he will go to the next stadium, or go to training, or go back to school for class, in short, he has already left, and if he can’t sign for it, he will send it to Zhong Xun again. backed away.

Zhong Xun was dumbfounded.

Why, let him return it to him?

"Are you an idiot, daddy threw it away already." Zhong Xun cursed, his mouth was too hard.

After he left Ningcheng, he didn't swear very much at first, but now he can't hold back his swearing anymore.

Chu Tingdong heard him scolding more and more vigorously, and couldn't help but give him another bite. Zhong Xun's legs were hanging on his body, and he was still swearing swear words, without any seriousness at all.

"It's obviously a good word," Chu Tingdong frowned, and accepted the nonsense, "Why can't you say it well?"

Tired of scolding, Zhong Xun's eyes were wet for a while, then he straightened his neck and said with a flushed face, "You think I'm too talkative, so go buy a masturbation cup, then you won't be able to speak, and talking will scare you to death. "

"Uh..." That's not bad.

Chu Tingdong suddenly speeded up with a cold face and didn't say a word, and finally calmed down after crying to him.

Xue He originally wanted to leave some time for the two of them to be alone together, so he went out and wandered around until midnight and came back. He didn't expect to vaguely hear crying and cursing upstairs as soon as he came back.

I was taken aback, thinking that they had quarreled, and I don't know when the quarrel started, and why it hasn't finished yet.

He was a little worried, wondering if he should stop it.

Although he thinks that Chu Tingdong should not quarrel with others, he has known Chu Tingdong for many years, he is a little older than Chu Tingdong, even if he is the brother who brought him up since childhood, he would never have thought of Chu Tingdong Who will quarrel with.

But when it comes to Zhong Xun...it's hard to say.

Xue He's bedroom is on the first floor. He hesitated to walk up the steps, and he was only halfway there. He was crying and cursing just now, but now it was crackling, and the crying sound also changed. , These two little bastards.

After the two bastards finished, they kissed again, Zhong Xun was so convinced that he didn't dare to run the train with his mouth full, and he lay there slumped, only then did Chu Tingdong find out the folder with the postcards and show him.

All the received postcards are there, including the one sent by Zhong Xun this time, a total of 120 four.

There were still a dozen or so sheets left, but they were not received at that time, and they were all returned to the address Zhong Xun sent them from.

Zhong Xun turned it over again, and now he is so obedient, he leaned over and rubbed on his neck, and asked, "Did you forgive me? I really won't lie to you in the future, I'm a puppy."

When Chu heard Dong Xin say that you were, he rubbed his head in front of him and said, "Forget it, I'm angry with you, can you get over it?"

On the first day we met, we had already quarreled several times.

His tone was helpless and gentle, Zhong Xun blushed and hummed.

He lay on Chu Tingdong's shoulder for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and asked him: "Then we are reconciled, can I tell them that I am your boyfriend tomorrow?"

He thought it was okay, but Chu Tingdong kissed his forehead comfortingly, and said in a low voice, "Wait a little longer."

What are you waiting for? Zhong Xun was unwilling, but he had an intuition that it should be a good thing, so he reluctantly agreed.

"Then we can't wait too long." Zhong Xun said in a low voice.

There was a smile hidden in Chu Tingdong's dark Danfeng eyes, he hugged him to sleep in his arms, like a not very honest little pillow, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

-

Chu Tingdong went to participate in this figure skating exhibition competition the day after tomorrow. There was no pressure to score in the exhibition competition. It was a thank-you performance after the competition, and the program was more free.

There are also different projects in the exhibition competition, which are divided into individual performances and group performances.

The day before the game.

Zhong Xun wanted to watch their match, and asked Chu Tingdong if he had left him a ticket, he thought there must be, after all Chu Tingdong is so reliable, who knew that Chu Tingdong would say no.

"Then what am I going to do when you compete?" Zhong Xun murmured softly, sluggish, his curly hair drooping, and muttered, "I'll wait for you outside the ice rink?"

Although it's not impossible, he thinks it's okay, or he can wait in Chu Tingdong's car.

But thinking about it makes me miserable.

Chu Tingdong couldn't help laughing, rubbed his head, and said to him: "You will know when the day comes."

Zhong Xun glared at him unhappily.

In the afternoon, Chu Tingdong continued to train. He still walked with him on the streets of Minneapolis with a SLR on his shoulders. On the way, he kept interlocking fingers with Chu Tingdong.

Chu Tingdong’s coach is called Xu Chengjin, who is now over 50 years old, ten years younger than Pan Yu, and Pan Yu is still his senior. I heard that Zhong Xun is from Ningcheng, so I asked him about Pan Yu’s recent situation. .

Pan Yu has not been in good health for the past few years. His son was studying abroad, and after Zhong Xun left Ningcheng, he had no energy to take care of the ice rink, so he had to ask someone to take care of it.

Occasionally, when he is free, he goes over to take a look.

But when Zhong Xun went back to Ningcheng to visit him last winter vacation, he was still in good spirits.

In addition to the ice rink, Xiujing Street has also changed, with demolition and road construction, Zhong Xun has fought with countless people, from childhood to Dadong hiding in Tibet, and the chaotic alleys that were once rescued by Chu Tingdong in that place. It was demolished, and now there are several straight avenues, and even the gate of No. [-] Lieutenant Colonel Ningcheng looks much cleaner and spacious.

Since Zhong Xun was in junior high school, he has dreamed of leaving Ningcheng. He thought he would hate this place.

But after Chu Tingdong transferred to another school, his life was not so bad, and he gradually realized that looking up at the stars in the alley at night is really bright.

Although the ice rink is small, it makes him relax as soon as he steps in. The dark blue velvet curtains hanging in the ice rink are very beautiful at night, and the moonlight shining through the window on the ice surface and the small supermarket next door will also make him Think of your own home here.

The bad memories have faded away, and there is no burning pain on his cheek, and no one will approach him, even if he just touches his shoulder, he will reflexively turn his face cold and want to make a move.

"Xiao Zhong, you can follow us during this time," Xu Chengjin's hair is grayer than that of his peers, and it is caused by the fatigue of leading the team. He often has a smile on his face and looks very kind, "If you are interested, you can still follow Learn."

Zhong Xun replied shamelessly, saying that he was too embarrassed to say that he had learned it before, and almost broke his ass.

"Thank you, coach," Zhong Xun was very obedient to the elders, he raised his eyelashes, making them round, and said, "I'll be your assistant, and give me your water and clothes."

Xu Chengjin didn't want to torment a child, he felt that Zhong Xun looked quite small.

When he saw Zhong Xun in a video a few years ago, he thought he was sixteen at most, but now that he is a little older, he thinks he is eighteen at most.

It's all because of the curly hair.

Zhong Xun also deliberately wore a T-shirt with simple graffiti, and a pair of washed jeans, his hair was tied up a little, and his earrings were taken off, so he didn't dare to wear his messy clothes.

He didn't know why, but he felt that if he saw Chu Tingdong's father, he might not respond, but when he saw the coach, he would be very nervous, as if meeting his parents.

He couldn't wait to make a good impression.

Chu Tingdong trained all afternoon, and when he was going to pick up Zhong Xun for dinner, he found out that Zhong Xun had mixed up with his coach and his brothers.

Fascinated by his pretty face, this soft curly hair and this mouth, the coach already liked him.

But the brothers who were not very familiar with Zhong Xun before, it was only one afternoon, or even less than one afternoon. After all, they were also training, and they didn't stay with Zhong Xun all the time.

Now they are called brothers and sisters, especially the younger ones, who are only thirteen or fourteen years old, and they all call them brother Xun when they get close to each other.

Zhong Xun sat on the steps, his legs were long and straight, his left leg was stepping on the next step, and the other leg simply stretched out, and occasionally he still had that kind of unscrupulous ruffian.

He took a SLR and took pictures against the light refracted on the ice rink. He is very good at playing with light and shadow, maybe it is a talent that is sensitive enough.

When he raised the camera, his expression became focused, and the drooping eyelashes were beautiful and cold. He kept the floating light and shadow in the camera at different angles, and used it to deceive children, which caused a lot of exclamation.

Chu Tingdong held his skates without making any sound, and stopped to watch for a while, Zhong Xun accidentally turned his head and touched his eyes, and suddenly the roots of his ears burned slightly.

"No more... no more," Zhong Xun stood up with a blushing face, "Let's talk about it next time, and we will play games together next time."

His current game skills have barely climbed to a higher level, at least he won't be disgusted for a second when he ranks with others.

"Why are you still peeking?" Zhong Xun complained softly.

Chu Tingdong embraced his shoulders, dragged him to the restaurant, reached out and rubbed his soft hair, but did not make a sound, he was actually slightly stunned for a moment just now.

He suddenly found that although Zhong Xun was as noisy as before, he still grew up without him knowing.

It was the first time he saw Zhong Xun, and Zhong Xun was still a little fool who couldn't even count and could only eat small fish cakes.

The second time, Zhong Xun fought with someone in a messy alley outside the No. [-] Middle School. His fists were fierce.

Waiting until this time, it seems that everything has changed, and it seems that nothing has changed. On this ice rink at night, it still seems to fall into a hot and bright star, but this time it can not only illuminate others, but also fall into his own eyes. .

Chu Tingdong's Adam's apple was rolling, and when he left the ice rink, night fell, and when he walked under the shadow of a tree, he suddenly leaned over and kissed Zhong Xun's ear tip.

Zhong Xun was stunned, and asked him shyly, "Why did you kiss me all of a sudden?"

Chu Tingdong reached out to hug him, and gently rubbed the tip of his nose against his neck.

Zhong Xun was dumbfounded, he carefully hugged Chu Tingdong back, thinking that this person was suddenly stimulated by something.

He didn't know, Chu Tingdong felt that he took good care of himself. On the night they broke up, Zhong Xun looked like he was about to cry, and asked him what he was worried about.

At that time Chu Tingdong was thinking that he seemed worried about everything.

But just like Chu Tingdong didn't know, even if Zhong Xun fell down [-] times, he would still be able to get up again, because when he left, he once said that he hoped that he would have a good life.

-

On the day of the competition, Zhong Xun understood what Chu Tingdong meant.

Chu Tingdong did not know how to get him an intern press card, and then he took the press card and followed Chu Tingdong and the others into the arena, and he could also take close-up shots.

"Are you going to enter now?" Zhong Xun looked around eagerly.

They were still waiting for the game team's notification in the lounge. Chu Tingdong and Zhong Xun were standing by the window in the corner, the coach was on the phone with his back turned to them, and everyone else was busy with their own business.

"Wait a few more minutes." Chu Tingdong said.

Zhong Xun reached out to touch his Kosten again, and he couldn't help touching it on the way, the fabric was slippery and felt good.

Chu Tingdong held his wrist, stared at him with dark eyes, and suddenly whispered, "I'm nervous."

"Uh..." No matter how hard he looked, Zhong Xun didn't see where he was nervous. Instead, he felt that he was very nervous. After all, it was his first time watching Chu Tingdong's game live, even though it was just an exhibition game.

"Then what should I do?" Zhong Xun's eyes were dazed. It sounded a bit serious. He turned his head and glanced behind him, pushing Chu Tingdong worriedly, "Don't tell me, isn't there someone in your team? Counseling or a psychiatrist?"

Chu Tingdong: "..." He stood still and refused to move.

But Zhong Xun once claimed to be a straight man, and his brain couldn't turn around at all. Chu Tingdong gave up pretending, put his arms around his waist, and hugged him into his arms.

"Just hug him for a while." Chu Tingdong said in a low voice, breathing across his neck.

Zhong Xun glanced at him suspiciously, thinking he was pretending, but they hugged so close, he felt Chu Tingdong's heart beating a little faster, and thought it was real.

When Chu Tingdong's lips gently rubbed against the side of his neck, Zhong Xun reacted stupidly.

He is always cheated by him.

"You are so nervous," Zhong Xun snorted, but he was still hugged obediently, and while no one was paying attention, he raised his head and quickly pecked Chu Tingdong's lips, blushing silently, Whisper him, "Excellent."

The author says:

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