The online dating of true and false young masters is now

Time flies, Ji Congfeng and Song Chongshan entered the hall of senior year in a blink of an eye, and the two are getting closer and closer to adulthood.

"Are you nervous about going to the ancestral house next month?" Ji Congfeng counted the days on his fingers, it seemed that they would be adults in half a month, and the coming-of-age ceremony was held at the ancestral house of Ji's family.

"A little bit." Song Chongshan paused, "But I was thinking, what birthday present should I prepare for you?"

He had seen the people in the Ji family's ancestral house before the Ching Ming Festival. There were many people at that time. The old man of the Ji family just looked at him and asked him to go to the ancestral house with Ji Congfeng on the day he came of age, but he didn't say anything.

"Birthday gift..." Ji Congfeng lowered his eyes, "I don't seem to know what to prepare for you."

"Then don't prepare." Song Chongshan smiled, "It just offsets it."

"Oh."

Ji Congfeng responded, looking at his sketchbook, his gift was half finished.

Soon it was the day when the two of them came of age, and the Ji family's ancestral house was very lively.

In the simple and elegant room, Ji Congfeng looked at himself in the mirror who was tossed by the stylist, and then turned his head to look at Song Chongshan sitting beside him, a little dizzy, "Why did you get it done so quickly?" , and I have to do it for so long?"

"Maybe...you have more hair?" Song Chongshan touched his cropped head, and looked at Ji Congfeng's soft hair. It was originally limp, but it was curled up in the hands of the stylist.

After waiting for a while, a little curly hair appeared in front of Song Chongshan.Seeing Ji Congfeng's appearance, he pressed his fist to his lips and chuckled, "To be honest, it's very foreign."

Ji Congfeng looked in the mirror, and there was a very delicate-looking young man with pure black hair slightly curly, clean eyebrows, and a chubby little face, as if the baby fat hadn't faded.

"It doesn't fit this house." Ji Congfeng narrowed his eyes, showing a puzzled expression, "Why did you make it like this?"

The stylist brought the dress and explained: "Because the dress I ordered for you is in the style of the Middle Ages in Western Europe, it looks better with a little curl."

"What about him?" Ji Congfeng pointed to Song Chongshan.

"Him?" The stylist glanced at Song Chongshan's cropped head and smiled awkwardly, "The style is the same as yours, but... the clothes are different."

The stylist didn't say much, brought the dresses for the two of them to change into, and walked out by himself.

After changing into the dress, Ji Congfeng looked at Song Chongshan's silver-white court dress and black cloak, with gold-plated buttons on the buttons, and a silver-white hat on his head. He couldn't help laughing, "You look like Detective Conan That Phantom Thief Kidd in the movie."

So a crop top isn't medieval enough to wear a hat?Hahahahahaha.

"It's even more like a monocle."

After Ji Congfeng finished laughing, he opened his eyes and looked at Song Chongshan carefully.

Song Chongshan looked at the young man in dark golden court attire, like a medieval noble young master who came out of an oil painting, with slightly curly hair and hazy eyes, he looked noble and cute.

"It's so beautiful." Song Chongshan praised, "Like a little prince."

Ji Congfeng smiled shyly, "You look good too."

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"The dinner party is about to start, are you all ready?"

It was Ji Shuxue's voice.

"Oh, all right." Ji Congfeng opened the door.

"Let's go, brothers." Ji Shuxue said with a smile. She was wearing a black cheongsam dotted with red roses, which was very elegant and retro.

"Hey, sister, why is your style different from ours?" Ji Congfeng asked.

"Grandpa heard that you like these fancy dresses, so he asked someone to customize this dress for you. Isn't it just right, we all wear Chinese costumes, which can better highlight your identity as the protagonist of this banquet."

"... Isn't it out of place?"

"..."

When Ji Congfeng came to the hall, he looked around and saw all the guests wearing Chinese costumes, cheongsam and Hanfu, and long gowns in Tang suits.

Oh my God!

Ji Congfeng pupil earthquake.

Ji Congfeng looked up at Song Chongshan, "It's just us two different species."

"...The main character is different." Song Chongshan comforted.

Woooooo, he suddenly became terrified.

Even though Ji Congfeng didn't want to, he was still forced to open the business, holding a wine glass and following his grandfather to toast everywhere. Fortunately, Song Chongshan blocked some of the pressure for him.

……

The banquet was finally over. Ji Congfeng lay on the bed and sighed, "I'm so tired."

"Hey, by the way, the gift hasn't been given to Song Chongshan yet."

Talking to himself, he got up, took a shower, put on a silk bathrobe, took his sketchbook and left the room.

Song Chongshan's room was next to him, so he came to Song Chongshan's room within a few steps.

The door was closed, Ji Congfeng knocked on the door twice, but no one answered.

Huh?no one there?

Ji Congfeng was curious, so he opened the door and went in.

In the room, the door of the private bathroom was closed, and the lights were on inside. There seemed to be water mist on the frosted door, and only the sound of dripping water echoed in the room.

Well?

Ji Congfeng suddenly wanted to play a prank. He quietly closed the door, put the sketchbook on the table, and then hid beside the bathroom door, waiting for Song Chongshan to open the door before scaring him.

Song Chongshan quickly finished rinsing, he wrapped a white bath towel under his body, opened the door and walked out, and then saw Ji Congfeng who was delusional and scared him.

"Scared me?" Song Chongshan narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand and hugged the person on his strong chest muscles, "Today you are an adult, I can take care of you now."

Ji Congfeng's face was pressed against Song Chongshan's hot skin, and the roar of his chest due to speaking could be heard in his ears, and his brain was also buzzing, and he didn't know when he was brought to the bed.

Ji Congfeng, who was enjoying the kiss, gradually lost consciousness, and began to immerse himself in Song Chongshan's considerate and comfortable service, but in the next second, "Why did you stop?"

"Do you really want me to hold a coming-of-age ceremony for you?" Song Chongshan looked at Ji Congfeng with some amusement.

"Then help me get it out first." Ji Congfeng was aggrieved, "You started the fire."

"Tsk, I have no conscience." Seeing that he didn't care about him at all, Song Chongshan was angry and funny, so he helped him with his hands without complaint.

……

After finishing the work, Ji Congfeng lay on the bed with his eyes blank. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and asked, "Why didn't you make it to the end?"

"It's not that far yet, wait until the college entrance examination is over, huh?" Song Chongshan hugged Ji Congfeng and kissed him, "Go take a shower, I'll wash the sheets later."

"But I just finished washing." Ji Congfeng curled his lips, and got up to rinse.

Song Chongshan washed the sheets and put them in the washing machine to dehydrate them. After taking a shower, he dried the sheets in the dryer. Ji Congfeng gave him the sketchbook, "Here, your birthday present. "

"Happy birthday, Song Chongshan."

Ji Congfeng looked at Song Chongshan with sparkling eyes, as if seeking praise and praise.

Song Chongshan took the sketchbook and flipped through it. The past scenes were all drawn by Ji Congfeng. The abdominal muscle photos he sent to Qiaoqiao during the online dating. Sleep, go to eat together...

Song Chongshan pursed his lips, recalling the details of the two people's acquaintance.

"How is it, are you very moved?" Ji Congfeng observed Song Chongshan's expression with anticipation.

"Actually, I also have something for you." Song Chongshan walked to the desk with a sketchbook, put the notebook down, opened the drawer, took out a small wooden box, and opened it. Inside were two small wooden signs with red strings. necklace.

Ji Congfeng picked up the small wooden sign and took a look, "The inscription symbol on the gold list, consecrated by thousand-year-old sandalwood."

"For those who came from Nanyue Mountain, master please consecrate them." Song Chongshan took the necklace from Ji Congfeng's hand, put it on for him, and whispered in his ear, "Happy birthday, Ji Congfeng."

"Study hard, we are going to the same university." Song Chongshan looked at Ji Congfeng seriously, "Which university do you want to go to?"

Ji Congfeng looked at Song Chongshan, who had just finished his work, with complicated emotions. Are all top students so scary?

"H University." Ji Congfeng sighed for a few seconds before giving the answer. In fact, he likes this city and doesn't want to go to Beijing University, which is too far away from home. In fact, the most important point is that he can't pass the exam.

"Okay, then I will accompany you to take the H University exam."

Song Chongshan's voice was sonorous and powerful.

Ji Congfeng looked at Song Chongshan for a long time, sighed, and hugged him, "Thank you."

This was the best birthday present he had ever received.

He knew that with Song Chongshan's ability, going to Peking University would not be a problem at all, and he couldn't reach the score line of H University at present, but Song Chongshan said so, then he would definitely take him to study with H University.

"Just lip service? No physical promise?" Song Chongshan hugged him instead, with a smile in his voice.

"Then, thank you, my boyfriend." After Ji Congfeng finished speaking, he found Song Chongshan's lips and kissed them.

Sure enough, Song Chongshan did what he said, and forced him to study every day. He was not good at mathematics to make up for mathematics.

After a cramming tuition, Ji Congfeng's grades finally broke through the [-] mark and stabilized at this stage, Song Chongshan didn't force him too hard.

It's too perverted, Ji Congfeng is lying on the table, looking at Song Chongshan with his head tilted, he is not allowed to play with his mobile phone every day, that's fine, and he is forced to endorse at that time, making him unable to get up or down. Crying and reciting, I feel that my body and mind have been tortured, it's too bad.

Song Chongshan pinched the back of Ji Congfeng's neck, and said while listening to the teacher's wrong question: "Get up and study after you have rested."

"Oh."

In the end, both Ji Congfeng and Song Chongshan were admitted to H University as they wished, Ji Congfeng entered as an art student, and Song Chongshan entered as the second place in the history category.

Gu Xizheng won the champion title by one point, and went to Beijing University with his young boyfriend Su Jinli.

And Xiao Han and Ye Shunxian both went to H University like Ji Congfeng.

The day of the dinner was at the end of June, the breeze was impetuous, and the sun was scorching, just like the youth of a teenager, it was always lively.

【Finish】

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Champion: No.1

Second place: No.2

Prospect: No.3

It's over, sprinkle flowers~

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