flirting without breaking the law

Habits are a terrible thing.Only today did Qi Ling realize how much he depended on Di Chu.

"Di Chu! Di Chu! Chu Chu! Chu Chu Chu—"

Qi Ling stood in front of the dining table, staring at the sumptuous breakfast and kept screaming.

No one should.

"Chu! My uncle——!"

"What's your name! Brother! Are you blind!" Qi Chi stretched out his head from the kitchen, "I didn't see the note Chu left on the table!"

Qi Ling belatedly picked up the note under the milk cup: I'm going back to grandma's house, see you for rehearsal in the afternoon, Cheng Sicong said tonight at the hot pot restaurant at six o'clock.

Qi Ling pouted, thinking of today's Saturday.I put the note in my wallet and thought about it while eating breakfast. My first handwriting is beautiful, people are beautiful, and everything is beautiful.

Di Chu goes home to see grandma every Saturday as usual, and by the way, communicates with Wen Rushui about his recent life and study.Di Chu doesn't care much about himself, but he cares about Wen Rushui.

After all, I only have two relatives now, and they are still two people who really care about him.

Di Chu felt that since Wen Rushui and Wen Qiongfang gave him warmth, he would never let him down.

So no matter how messy he is outside, as soon as he enters Wen Qiongfang's house, Di Chu must have neat clothes, tied up hair, and looks like a good boy.

Exactly the same good boy making pies.

The only difference is - it was pretending before, but now it is sincere.

After lunch, the family of three have to go out.Di Chu and Wen Rushui dropped by to send Wen Qiongfang to the poker hall to play long cards. When people reach old age, they have no other hobbies except listening to opera and playing cards every day.Wen Rushui had an appointment with a friend in the afternoon, but Di Chu didn't ask who it was. It's not good for such a big girl to meddle too much.

Unfortunately, this county is too small, and you can walk through the city in a few steps.When fate comes, you can't stop it, so you just say it's a coincidence?

Di Chu stood next to Wen Qiongfang, and met Qi Ling who was across the street.

Subconsciously grinding the back teeth, trying to pretend not to know.

Never expected, never expected——

"My first time!"

"Warm as water!"

The brothers of the Qi family probably didn't know how to write the word "look at people's faces", and Wen Qiongfang's ears were better than those of ordinary old ladies, so she immediately turned her head and saw the brothers of the Qi family coming towards them.

Di Chu kept winking, afraid that Qi Ling would open his mouth like a hooligan: Fuck!Di Chu, this is your mother!

If he dared to say that, he would definitely put him under the wheel of the car.

Qi Ling walked fast with long legs, and with a few quick steps, he jumped in front of Wen Qiongfang.Before Di Chu had time to introduce, Qi Ling stood at attention automatically, raised the corners of his mouth and showed a standard eight-toothed smile: "Hi, grandma! My name is Qi Ling, Di Chu's classmate and roommate."

Di Chu was confused by Qi Ling's row of white teeth, hey, this bitch didn't have a convulsion today.

Qi Chi looks better than his elder brother, and is younger. He smiles like a Samoyed in front of Wen Qiongfang: "Grandma, hello! My name is Qi Chi, Wen Rushui's classmate! Grandma, you are so energetic!"

No matter what, Wen Qiongfang was still a little old lady, so she couldn't bear to be praised.Smiling kindly, eyes narrowed: "Oh, these two good boys! Xiao Chu, Ru Shui, why don't you say hello to your classmates?"

Di Chu gritted his teeth and forced a smile: "Hello, Qi Ling."

"Hey, grandma, that's a good time! Chuchu and I are going to dance together in the afternoon!" Qi Ling silently took a favorable position next to Wen Qiongfang, squeezing Di Chu behind, "Grandma, you guys Where is this going?"

"The old lady is alone. What else can I do besides playing long poker? They are filial and insist on sending me there." Wen Qiongfang watched the street light on the opposite side turn green, and walked slowly across the street with a cane in one hand.

Qi Ling hurriedly took Wen Qiongfang's other hand, and Di Chu resisted going up to kick this duplicity to death.

"Grandma, which street is the card shop?"

Wen Qiongfang hunched over, Qi Ling was afraid that she would not hear him, so he bent over and followed Wen Qiongfang.

"North Street."

"North Street! We happened to be on the way, let's take you there together."

"It's so troublesome, what are you young people doing around my old woman?"

"Where is it, grandma, you still have a charming charm." Qi Ling is proficient in all kinds of gags, "Originally, Chuchu and I also made an appointment to rehearse, but this just happened to happen. I will see you off by the way, and we will go together again."

Wen Qiongfang laughed from ear to ear, and praised Qi Ling for being sensible and able to speak.

Di Chu couldn't figure it out, Qi Ling is a shameless bastard, he really knows how to pretend.Pretending to be like a sow wearing a bra, one set after another.

Qi Chi and Wen Rushui walked at the back, muttering for some reason.

After walking for a while, Wen Rushui suddenly ran to Wen Qiongfang and said a few words, Wen Qiongfang nodded with a smile, and waved goodbye to her.

Di Chu realized that Wen Rushui had reached the street corner where he had made an appointment with his friend.

As a result, when she turned around, Qi Chi also disappeared.Di Chu recollected it for a long time - do it!Wen Rushui's friend is Qi Erha!

Di Chu looked at the backs of the two and rolled his eyes. The trend of puppy love is becoming more and more irresistible these years. When I go back tonight, I have to call Qi Chi to the living room for a good "Physical Hygiene Class".

Qi Ling was still chatting with Wen Qiongfang, and the content had gone from daily life to the origin of long cards, which made Wen Qiongfang laugh out loudly.

Di Chu was still puzzled, why Qi Ling seemed to know everything except studying.

"Grandma! Let me tell you, the heaven, earth, people, and harmony in this long card are more interesting. The heaven, earth, man and harmony symbolize the destiny of the country and the people's well-being*. Grandma, you love the long card so much. You also care about the society, don’t you?” Qi Ling gave a thumbs up, “People of your generation have experienced wars, unlike our younger generations who don’t know how to write about the hardships of life! Someday you have to teach me well!”

"Come on, is your brain suitable for learning this?" Di Chu stepped forward, stood on the other side of Wen Qiongfang, and quickly interrupted the conversation between the two.

If she kept fooling around like this, Qi Ling might really kneel down and recognize grandma in a flash of forehead.

Qi Ling shrugged, and his tone was a bit coquettish: "Grandma, look! As I said, Chu Chu doesn't want to have more contact with us, hey..."

"Why did I..." Di Chu almost swung his fist.

Wen Qiongfang looked up at Di Chu kindly: "Hey, Xiao Chu, Xiao Ling told me all about it!"

"Why do you call him Xiaoling? No, what did he say?!" Di Chu's eyes widened inexplicably. Could it be that Qi Ling told Wen Qiongfang about his asshole at school?

Then he can't survive today without killing someone!

Wen Qiongfang stretched out her hand tremblingly to hold Di Chu: "Xiaoling said that you were not used to the life here at first, but he tried his best to let you integrate into the school and the class. You were in a bad mood at first, but he made you happy every day. Now you are gradually becoming good friends. Xiao Chu, Xiao Ling is a good kid, you should cherish him!"

Hold!Di Chu's eyelids twitched, Qi Ling, who opened his eyes and talked nonsense without fear of thunder, could fucking say such disgusting words!

What does it mean to make him happy every day? That's teasing!What does it mean to gradually become good friends? !That's... well, there are signs of a truce recently, and I always dream about Qi Ling at night, and take a walk on the spring horse by the way.

But why did the taste change after Wen Qiongfang's mouth?

Di Chu couldn't figure it out. In just [-] minutes' journey, Qi Ling not only firmly established in Wen Qiongfang's heart the image of a good boy with upright roots, but also made an appointment to go back to Wen's house with Di Chu for dinner next month.

Di Chu watched Qi Ling smugly wave goodbye to Wen Qiongfang, what's the matter!

With a few words from Qi Ling, they are more powerful than the brainwashing cult pyramid schemes!

"See? What's an old man's harvester?" Qi Ling stood on the side of the road with a cigarette in his mouth to stop a car, his rogue demeanor was so close to exploding into space.

Di Chu sneered, "Why didn't you light a cigarette just now?"

"How inappropriate in front of our grandma."

"Who the hell is your grandma!" Di Chu finally couldn't hold back and kicked up, this idiot even kicked his nose in the face!

Qi Ling dodged with a smile, just in time to attract an empty car, and quickly got into it: "You are my grandma! It's done!"

The two quarreled all the way to the studio. It's rare that not many bands came to rehearse this weekend.

Entering through the gate, the posters in the center of the stage from a distance have been removed, and it is empty.

"Is it going to be redecorated?" Di Chu followed Qi Ling into the studio. The sofas, tables and chairs in the studio had already been moved to one side, and the floor was covered with rolls of altitude and leaflets.

"For the next month's concert, I need to replace it with Crush posters." Qi Ling moved away piles of leaflets, intending to make room for the two of them to rehearse.

Di Chu stood and watched for a while, and felt that the two of them should move faster: "Let me help you move the posters, and you will not even think about practicing until dinner tonight at your slow speed."

"Oh." Qi Ling smiled wickedly, "Don't you like something that lasts longer?"

"Hold!"

Di Chu picked up a roll of posters and threw it at Qi Ling, hitting Qi Ling's back lightly and then scattered on the ground.

Di Chu glanced at it and immediately regained his composure.

Only a pair of piercing eyes were revealed on the poster, with sword-like brows like flying and pupils like water.Di Chu subconsciously knew who the owner of these eyes was—Qi Ling.

Di Chu walked over to pick up the poster by accident and opened it. On the poster, Qi Ling was standing in front of the microphone with his head bowed, only a beam of light illuminated him from above his head. The young man looked up at the camera quietly, as if looking through the camera. to further afield.

On the poster, Qi Ling is holding the microphone in one hand and pocketing in the other.Before he could open his mouth, Di Chu had already heard the sounds of nature belonging to Qi Ling from the silent scene.

The young man has a melancholy and lonely temperament lingering around him, as if he can touch the switch of human emotions just by standing on the stage, making people unable to help crying like waterfalls.

Di Chu's fingers slid across the poster. The young man had clear bones and was as handsome as a god.

It was as if he could see what kind of waves this silent boy could stir up when he opened his mouth on the day of the concert.

Di Chu suddenly felt very looking forward to it.

"Yo, come back to your senses! Fascinated by watching? The real person is standing here to show you, come here, don't be polite and generous!" Qi Ling packed up the leaflets and cleared the space in the center of the studio. Turning around, he happened to read To Di Chu staring at the poster lost in thought.

Immediately, he laughed smugly, and the joy on the brow almost flew into the sky with his wings shaking.

Di Chu gave him a sideways glance, rolled up the poster and put it aside: "You...are you in class on the day of the concert?"

"Saturday." Qi Ling said, "You want to come and see?"

"Don't come." Di Chu didn't know why, but suddenly said something different.

"Why are your ears red if you don't come?" Qi Ling smiled playfully, "Don't forget our winning prize in the swimming competition, Boss Di, I would like to admit defeat."

"Tsk."

Not to mention, Di Chu really just remembered that there was such a thing between the two of them.

Women's clothing, short skirts.Hold!Di Chu closed his eyes, his brain hurts!

"That's it." Qi Ling turned on the stereo, accompanied by the strong rhythm of the dance music, and made a final decision, "On the day of my concert, you came to watch my performance in a short skirt."

"Fuck, don't push yourself!"

"Don't worry," Qi Ling raised his hand and posed angrily, "I'm the only one who can see you in the seat I reserved for you."

I haven't rehearsed for a long time, and I am a little unfamiliar with the previous movements.Both of them had a bad temper, and they spent another hour or two cursing before they regained their sense.

Hiphop dance steps are not difficult, but it is not easy to dance well, dance well, and dance vigorously.

Fortunately, both Di Chu and Qi Ling have dancing skills, and their limbs are coordinated.It really doesn't work, the big deal is that the two of them will improvise.

Maybe even more blood-swelling.

The two practiced for a while, then stopped to rest.Qi Ling was sitting on the sofa drinking water, and suddenly asked, "Chu, will you dance tango?"

I had a great time dancing this afternoon, and I was in a good mood. Di Chu didn't bother to argue with Qi Ling: "Yes, what's the matter."

The tango steps are bold and clear, and the beat of the dance music is clear and easy to follow.In the past, Di Chu's dance teacher was good at dancing tango, and he learned some basic steps by himself, and later he often performed in groups with his teacher.

However, since I went to junior high school, the learning tasks became heavier, and I gradually stopped dancing.

"The difference between being able to dance well and being able to dance well is not a little big, sir, think about it before answering."

Qi Ling was leaning on the sofa with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, looking arrogant.

Di Chu danced hot, a little hot, and didn't care if it was too naive to care about it.While reaching out to lift up the clothes, he walked to the computer and changed songs.

When the first note came out from the speaker, Qi Ling raised his eyebrows.

It's a smaller version of Carmen.

Di Chu walked back to the center of the studio, bent over and pulled up his loose sweatpants, revealing his straight and slender calves with well-defined ankle joints.As if afraid of the clothes falling down, Di Chu simply tied the clothes in a knot.

Qi Ling saw wolf blood rushing straight to his forehead. Under the light of the studio, Di Chu had shoulder-length hair, long and narrow phoenix eyes, and there seemed to be a provocative spring between his brows, and his lips were alluring.The exposed narrow waist can be grasped, the clavicle is clearly defined, and the whole person is clean and neat, like a mysterious moon in the sky.

It is the kind of wave that can make people bend into a mosquito coil for him willingly.

Di Chu paused for a second, then found the beat of the music and jumped up alone.

He raised his hand and hit the void.As if holding an imaginary dance partner, the knees are relaxed and slightly bent downward.Whether walking forward or back, Di Chu always moves in a straight line.

Accompanied by the sexy and sultry music of "Carmen", Di Chu happily swayed, walked sideways, and stepped back.

Qi Ling's eyes were dazzled by seeing her gleaming waist and straight and long legs.

Every twist and step of Di Chu seemed to be stepping on the tip of Qi Ling's heart.

So fucking sultry.

After Di Chu danced a solo tango, fortunately, he cast a blind eye at Qi Ling.

Qi Ling covered his face, there was no reason why he danced well, it was completely too vigorous, the waves were like a red rose with thorns.

Di Chu stood where he was, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.Beads of sweat trickled down his slender neck into his collar, making Qi Ling's mouth parched.

Qi Ling changed his sitting position and pulled his pants unnaturally.

Very good, since Di Chu dances tango so well——

Comrade Qi Ling, who loves to die, sketched a grand plan in his mind that would shake the world and weep ghosts and gods.

"The female step you just danced?"

Qi Ling continued to drink water to calm down.

"Well," Di Chu walked up to him and sat down, strong hormones exuded from his body, which made Qi Ling's heart messed up and he couldn't bear to move a millimeter away.

"Oh."

There was suddenly no words between the two.

Di Chu took the phone from the table, opened the calendar and set a schedule reminder: October NO.20, the concert of the idiot.

"By the way, when is the sports meeting coming?"

Qi Ling closed his eyes and thought for a while: "October NO.15."

Di Chu was continuing to record, when the phone rang suddenly, it was a message from Cheng Sicong.

-uncle!Forest hot pot!Come on!gather!

Di Chu put down his clothes: "Let's go, it's time to eat, the housekeeper is urging me."

With great difficulty, Qi Ling cleared out the indescribable things in his mind, and got up from the sofa like a collapse: "Let's go, eat more later to be energetic."

Di Chu tilted his head and hummed.

Qi Ling: "Tonight we will show you the adult world."