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Xu Ting was in so much pain that he didn't move Song Ji at all, but in the end it made him sulk again.

Seeing him like this, Xu Ting remembered the matter of moving house last time, and the two had a cold war for a few days.

Not daring to resist for a moment, he agreed.

Song Ji succeeds, his face still seems to be concerned, and he refuses to give a good impression.

However, after carrying Xu Ting on his back, he started laughing.

But these Xu Ting will not know.

At seven o'clock in the morning of the second day, Song Ji began to knock on the door.

Boom, stop.

Xu Ting was still in a deep sleep and didn't respond.

Boom, stop.

After waiting for a few seconds, there was still no sound from behind the door.

"Tuan, Xu Ting? It's time to get up."

Song Ji put his ear close to the door.

Xu Ting turned over irritably at the other end, "It's noisy." He murmured and complained.

Song Ji heard some movement outside the door and continued to call him.

"Ping, Xu, get up." He repeated these words over and over again.

Xu Ting was finally woken up by him, and sat up on the bed with a howl.

"I'm up, I'm up." He replied softly in a voice that was hoarse from the morning.

Song Ji leaned against the wall in a gray bathrobe and waited for Xu Ting to clean up.

The two went downstairs together, ate some eggs and drank half a cup of milk to warm their stomachs and went to the backyard swimming pool.

Song Ji took off his bathrobe and jumped into the water first, but Xu Ting hesitated and stood by the pool without moving for a while.

Song Ji turned around and saw Xu Tiao was still standing there, urging him, "Tiao Tiao, take off your bathrobe, the water is hot, not cold."

Xu Ting regretted it with a bitter face, he knew that he should have followed Song Ji when he went into the water.

It's alright now, being stared at undressing, it's awkward no matter what you think.

"Are you shy?" Song Ji laughed twice, "What's so shy about us two men, you have what I have."

Xu Ting lowered his head, clutching the bathrobe beside him with his fingers, trembling slightly.

With a heartbeat, he took off his bathrobe and only wore a pair of black swimming trunks.

Song Ji was originally open-minded.

But for some reason, he watched Xu Ting take off his clothes in front of him, revealing his snow-white and slender body.

Coupled with the awkward expression on his face, he felt a little embarrassed for a while.

He wanted to tease Xu Ting's good figure, but now he couldn't.

Don't look away and feel wrong, thinking that it's embarrassing that they are all of the same sex.

He turned his gaze back, saw Xu Ting's trembling fingers and thought he was cold.

If you are so afraid, I will help you overcome it.

Just as Xu Ting took a step to go into the water along the edge of the pool, his ankle was suddenly grabbed by a warm and wet hand.

He let out a low cry, and the strength on his ankle pulled him into the water.

Song Ji pulled Xu Ting into the water and quickly supported his head.

The warm light blue pool water poured in from all directions, enveloping his icy body.

Xu Ting didn't actually choke on the water, but he was still a little frightened. His limbs kept thrashing, and the water splashed everywhere.

Both of them couldn't open their eyes.

He thumped a few times before the soles of his feet touched the bottom of the pool.

When I stood up straight, the water was only up to my neck.

Xu Ting:. . .

Song Ji:. . .

"Kai, you're really promising..." Song Ji teased with a drawn-out voice on purpose.

Xu Ting lost face, and he was embarrassed, his earlobes turned red.

Seeing him calm down, Song Ji let go of the hand that was resting on the back of Xu Que's head.

The two got down to business.

Start teaching from holding your breath, Xu Ting's vital capacity is not bad, and he can hold it for about 2 minutes.

It is probably the result of exercising with Song Ji during this period of time.

Song Ji taught Xu Ting to hold his breath and relax, holding his arm so that he could float on the water and feel it.

He patiently demonstrated how to stroke the water with the arms, how to step on the water with the soles of the feet, and how to breathe on the face.

His arm swiped out of the water to bring out a string of water curtains, and his movements were deliberately slowed down so that Xu Ting could take a closer look.

However, Xu Ting's attention was not on swimming at all, he only focused on looking at Song Ji's body curve.

It wasn't until Song Ji found out his inattention and reprimanded him a few words that Xu Ting started to study seriously.

Once he is serious, he learns quite quickly.

The fact that I can't swim is just because I didn't like sports when I was a teenager, and I was introverted, and I felt embarrassed to expose my body in crowded places.

Now, with Song Ji patiently teaching him at close range, Xu Ting was able to swim more than ten meters without holding his breath after an hour.

The posture is also learned beautifully, and the direction is becoming more and more accurate, without wandering.

It's just that he doesn't know how to breathe, so Song Ji began to approach him to teach him.

His left hand patted Xu Yu's buttocks lightly, signaling for him to relax and not to raise his head.

The right hand lightly rests on Xu Que's abdomen, ready to pat him to remind him to take a breath when the side of his head sticks out of the water.

However, Xu Ting was startled by his sudden action, and the temperature difference caused by the scorching heat against his warm and sensitive abdomen made him shiver violently.

Not to mention that light slap on the buttocks.

Xu Ting didn't pay attention for a while, the water poured into his nasal cavity, choking him so that he lost his direction and struggled violently in the water.

Song Jiben was always paying attention to his condition, and when he saw that he was choking on water, he immediately hugged his waist, put his hands on his hips, supported Xu Tie's legs backwards, and carried him out of the water.

Xu Ting subconsciously grabbed Song Ji's shoulders with both hands, and coughed on Song Ji's chest as soon as he surfaced.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

Song Ji comforted him softly.

It was a little easier for Xu Ting to cough up the water that was stuck in his nose.

However, when he calmed down, he realized that the current posture was really not good.

His whole body was clinging to Song Ji, and he could even clearly feel the strength released from the muscles covered by the smooth wheat-colored skin on his arms at the bend of his legs.

The upper bodies of the two were even more ambiguous. The skin on Xu Ting's chest was attached to Song Ji's lower abdomen, and the inside of his arms all touched the muscles on Song Ji's chest.

With blood surging, Xu Ting's neck and face flushed into a liver color, and he hurriedly let go of Song Ji's hands.

In fact, Song Ji is not having a good time, it is a bit difficult for him to hold this public.

Xu Ting is a man close to 180cm, although his frame is not thick, he is not fat either.

But at least it weighed about 140 catties, Song Ji hugged him like a woman, although it was strenuous, but he wanted to save face and pretended to be relaxed.

Xu Ting said that he was fine, and asked him to put himself down.

He still had to be shy, to show Xu Ting his infinite strength.

"I'll carry you to the shore." He said to Xu Ting lightly.

Xu Ting could clearly feel the vibration in his chest, and wanted to cry but had no tears.

It's impossible to wriggling and struggling, that scene is simply flirting after a little imagination.

He dared to swear that there would never be a straight man who would hug Song Ji like him.

Song Ji took two steps, lifted Xu Ting who was about to slide down slightly, and the two of them rubbed their skins.

Xu Ting's buttocks slid across Song Ji's waist, but the soft flesh in his waist was heavily pressed against Song Ji's tight abdominal muscles.

The touch of this skin-to-skin contact is so wonderful, every inch of the skin that is close to each other immediately has a layer of goose bumps.

Xu Ting and Song Ji trembled at the same time, as if time stood still, both of them froze and did not dare to move.

Song Ji was honest this time, he obediently let Xu Ting down, not daring to be a demon again.

Now Xu Ting really wanted to cry, but also wanted to curse.

Because he reacted.

Song Ji was actually awkward too, his ears were blushing, which was unusual for a thick-skinned man like him.

He quietly lowered his eyes to look at Xu Tiao, and saw that Xu Tiao's brows were full of spring, his eyes glistened with water, his cheeks were pink and white, and water droplets kept sliding from between his brows along the outline of the bridge of his nose to his chin.

Song Ji was even more awkward, he just felt itchy in his heart, but he didn't know why it was itching, and he didn't know how to stop it.

His fingers trembled, trying to wipe off the water droplets on Xu Ting's face, but his rationality returned in an instant, and he realized his strangeness.

When the two of them went ashore, they had already adjusted their emotions. Whether they were at a loss or puzzled inside, they couldn't see it on their faces.

Song Ji praised Xu Ting nonchalantly, saying that he learned quickly and could learn it tomorrow.

Xu Ting pretended to be stupid and said thank you Song Ji for teaching him.

The two deliberately staggered throughout the day without embarrassment.

Xu Ting stayed in his little flower room as usual, and Song Ji stayed and worked in the study, so he stopped pestering him.

The next day Song Ji knocked on the door as usual and called Xu Ting to learn to swim, but it was not as casual as the day before, and he paid attention to the distance.

Xu Ting learned to swim on this day, and finally he was no longer a landlubber.

After Song Ji taught him how to swim, he went out to socialize not long after.

After the dinner in the evening, the wine and meat friends at work made an appointment to open a VIP room in the nightclub as usual.

During the feasting and feasting, a few hostesses and the young master pushed open the door of the private room and came in.

The man who invited Song Ji asked Song Ji to choose first, but Song Ji wanted to wave his hand and refuse as usual.

However, when he raised his head inadvertently, he found that the person standing in the corner looked a lot like Xu Ting in terms of body shape and facial contours from a distance.

Song Ji heard a thump in his heart, and pointed at the boy in a strange way.

The man yelled at the young master, raised his chin, and motioned him to sit over and serve Xu Ting.

The young master hurriedly approached Song Ji, and when he got closer, he realized that although his demeanor was quite different from Xu Ting's, his eyes and lips were especially similar, but his eyes were not as clear and upright.

He looked like he was in his early twenties.

The young master did not pretend to be coy, and held a wine glass to respect Song Ji.

Song Ji carefully looked at his eyebrows and lips with the light in the darkness.

Suddenly, she reached out and pinched his chin and lifted it towards herself.

His thoughts were chaotic today, and he had been out of his mind for the whole afternoon. He wanted to come out to drink to vent his anger at night, but he happened to meet a fake.

The strength between the fingers increased, and the young master let out a low pain.

Song Ji stared at his Xu Ting-like eyes, and then stopped on those plump and rosy lips.

The young master stretched out a small piece of bright red tongue to seduce him.

The darkness in Song Ji's eyes was like a surging tide.

He bowed his head obsessively, approaching those lips.

The young master has been in the industry for three years and has seen a lot.

But he has never met such a young and handsome boss as Song Ji.

There are also affectionate eyes, as long as those eyes are fixed on you, they will surely take away your soul.

He watched Song Ji close his affectionate eyes, his handsome and indifferent face pressed down on him, and for a moment he held his breath nervously, for fear of being disturbed.

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