Black-bellied academics are always duplicity

After that day, Ji Tangxi's life basically remained the same. He went to classes and make up classes as usual every day, happy and fulfilling, but it was too "come and go like the wind".

Xiao Qinghan would bring him something to eat every day, sometimes it was delicious soup, sometimes it was homemade side dishes or snacks, and sometimes it was a bag of fresh fruit, and Ji Tangxi would always give him a "gift" in return.

He especially likes meeting and staying with that person now, as long as he sees him appearing in front of his eyes, he feels an unspeakable joy in his heart, and the atmosphere between them becomes very warm, with an unspeakable sweetness, It seemed that just being by his side would make my bones a little crisp.

He would still go to that person's house on weekends. There was no other problem with this matter, but he found that Xiao Qinghan seemed to be interested in his... body, especially... that...

The two of them naturally didn't have any "abnormal" behavior during the day at school, and no matter which venue they were in class, they were quite serious. If they didn't want to go out during school hours, they would sit in their seats. It seemed that it was when the person took the initiative many.

After the end, the person would put his forehead on his face and ask him with a smile, "How do you feel?"

"Fine." He barely dared to make a sound.

Xiao Qinghan smiled and hugged him tightly.

It is now November, and Ji Tangxi put on a not-so-thick woolen sweater, which is naturally very easy to take off. Naturally, that person's home will not be cold, but because of the previous incident, his blood is boiling. The hot and soft thing moved down gradually, making the body very comfortable.

After an unknown amount of time, his breathing gradually calmed down, and his vision returned to clarity. Then he glanced at him, only to see the top of the man's black hair and slightly drooping eyes.

In the afternoon, the situation of the two of them at home is different. Sometimes they will go to the musical instrument room, and Ji Tangxi will sit there, listening to that person play music one after another. I have played the most classic love songs on various instruments for him, expressing my feelings for him.

Sometimes they also went to sing, but Ji Tangxi didn't want to listen to it when he sang, he just wanted to pull him over and hug him, and he just snuggled up to him, and he didn't know how long it had passed.

And it's not uncommon for them to do nothing but hug, usually on the sofa, until it's time to go home.

This is basically what that person proposed. After the two of them woke up from a nap, he didn't get out of bed, let alone put on his clothes, and just continued to hug him.

Xiao Qinghan did say to let him get used to it slowly, and Ji Tangxi did become more and more familiar with his contact, all negative emotions disappeared little by little, and in the end she got used to it.

"...No..." He subconsciously said something to the ceiling. Naturally, it wasn't because he didn't like it, but he wasn't ready to have such a relationship with him, but in fact...he wanted to meet him like this for a long time. Touch him, but there is no chance to practice it.

Later, when he returned home, Ji Tangxi was still at a loss when he thought about this incident. Did he mean that he would "really" touch his place next time?What's next?he intends to...

... Well, just thinking about it is enough to make people blush and heartbeat. I can't believe that he would actually have such an intimate relationship with that person.

He didn't dare to reply to the text messages Xiao Qinghan sent him at night, because he didn't know how to face that person, and even thinking of that name would make him feel hot.

After struggling for a long time, he still opened it to take a look. It was just a normal chat. He took a deep breath and went back.

After a while, the person asked him again where he planned to meet tomorrow.

Now they have resumed the tradition of "meeting every day". Xiao Qinghan would ask for his opinion every time, and he would mention the places he wanted to go one by one. Up to now, he no longer remembers where he has been and how many are left.

Finally he chooses a restaurant.

There are many restaurants in this city, and there are not a few of them with special features. He thinks that there are many places worth visiting, and the ones he has actually been to are probably less than one-tenth.

In good conscience, their Saturdays, or some of their Saturday afternoons, will be more... "bold and unrestrained", but Sundays are still quite serious. After all, most of them are outdoors on Sundays, so there is not much room for them to play, and that person I had already "passed the addiction" yesterday, and today I will be more "pure and ascetic".

When the two met, a certain boy still felt very "extraordinary", and he didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he felt that the senior's appearance was much handsomer than before, and he really reached the level of "shocking heaven". , I didn't dare to look directly at his face.

Compared to him, the senior was quite generous, putting his arm around his shoulders and entering the hotel, to the private room that had already been reserved.

It's around three o'clock in the afternoon, it's the halfway point between lunch and dinner, neither of them will be hungry, and the reason why Ji Tangxi chose this place is just to taste some snacks.

Several plates of food had been placed on the table, and the two chatted while eating. During this period, the senior naturally fulfilled the promise of "come to kiss him every day".

They planned to stay here until dinner time, so they were not in a hurry to leave. Ji Tangxi was used to being kissed by that person in such a private room. This time, he couldn't remember how many kisses he heard after the kiss. A senior said: "Why do I feel that you are afraid of me today?"

"..." Ji Tangxi blinked a little guilty, "Well, yes, yes?"

"Don't you see your expression now?" Xiao Qinghan touched his hair with a smile, "And you haven't looked at me very much since we met."

"..." Ji Tangxi really didn't know how to answer, but the senior moved closer to him, and whispered in his ear: "Could it be because of what happened yesterday that you dare not face me?"

"!" His heart was beating violently, feeling a sense of panic after the secret had been exposed. He subconsciously looked at the person who was still smiling, paused, but leaned over to lean against him, and hugged him with both hands.

"Will you leave me?" he asked in a low voice.

"Why do you say that?" There was a trace of pity in the senior's voice.

"Because..." He wanted to say because I love you, but he was still too embarrassed to say so, so he could only say, "Because I think I should fall in love with you, and I'm afraid that I will lose you."

"This," Xiao Qinghan stroked his head again, "I really can't promise you now, after all, it's not that day yet, and no oath can be verified. I can only say, if one day I don't like I will definitely break up with you, and I will never leave you before that. Besides," he kissed the boy's forehead, "maybe one day you will want to leave me."

Ji Tangxi raised her head and looked at him fixedly, "I can only say that I can't promise you anything now, but I will never leave you when I still like you."

So the senior smiled again, very sunny, "Okay, but what I have to do next Saturday will still not change. I will give you such a long buffer period, it must be enough."

"..." A certain boy's face turned into a tomato again.

The following week passed neither too fast nor too slow, and the relationship between the two of them remained unchanged, and they seemed to be closer because of something that happened. Ji Tangxi himself felt that although he still didn't dare to look at that person, he liked him more. Get close to him, even if it's just to hold his arm.

As a certain date draws closer, he also understands that something will come soon. After countless hours of tangling and tangling, he lay in bed on Thursday night, before it was time to go to bed. Facing the ceiling above his head, he wondered if he should do it first, and it doesn't matter if he comes after he gets familiar with it...

Finally on Saturday, Ji Tangxi was ready to "see death as home".

Of course, that morning was quite normal, the senior was dedicated after all, and, in fact, he didn't show any urgency about this matter.

However, the days when I was so "pure and ascetic" are not long, the senior has already spoken, and it will be next time.

Sometimes Ji Tangxi really thinks that this person's game of making progress a little at a time is very frustrating, and it's better to give himself a good time when he is in place at one time, but sometimes he thinks that this is actually quite good, and he really needs such a time Come to buffer, the charm of that senior is really strong to a certain level.

……Is it?Since sooner or later you have to go to the last step, what is the difference between morning and evening? ?

But anyway, this week he didn't think too much about "Saturday". The teachers conducted a few more unit tests. His grades were not bad, and his total score at the end of the term should be higher than that of the mid-term.

It's true that it's not too long before the end of the semester, and my old brother has started planning Christmas activities again, but in Ji Tangxi's view, no matter where to go or what to play, as long as one requirement is met.

One night after class, Xiao Qinghan also asked him if there was any place he wanted to go for Christmas, and he asked, "Then where do you want to go?"

"I don't have any ideas, anyway, as long as I can be with you," the man said pinching his face, "Besides, it's getting colder and colder, so it's better to stay at home."

"That's good," a certain boy rolled his eyes, "We are at home, and we seem to be more creative, and according to last year's principle, this year should also be a Saturday for Christmas, why do you think it is the same as usual..."

"There is a difference," Senior Chen's eyes sparkled, "I can give you a choice, whether to continue the make-up class on Saturday or change it to Sunday. There is another point," he held the boy's hand, " Can you stay at my house that day?"

"..." This time it was a boy whose eyelashes fluttered up and down twice, "Really?"