flirting without breaking the law

The closer the time came, the busier Qi Ling became.Most of the time, Shenlong sees the head but does not see the tail.

Especially these few days, when Di Chu woke up, Qi Ling had already left.When Di Chu finished reading and was about to go to bed, Qi Ling rushed back.

Di Chu was not used to it, sitting in the classroom and looking back, there was nothing around him.

Cheng Sicong occasionally asked Di Chu questions, and he never cared about what Qi Ling was doing.

It seemed that everyone was used to Qi Ling's absence.

Entering autumn, the weather has begun to turn cold, and there has been continuous light rain recently.

"It's raining..." Cheng Sicong tilted his chair up and stood on tiptoe, "It's raining endlessly, and it's making everyone sleepy."

Di Chu was doing the questions in the back, and Cheng Sicong made the table shake wildly.Di Chu frowned and moved back a little, Cheng Sicong leaned forward again.

"Housekeeper," Di Chu poked him on the back with the end of a pen, "don't shake."

"Hey." Cheng Sicong looked at his chair and sat down, "It's too late."

Di Chu looked up at the other party quite intimidatingly, but said nothing.

Cheng Sicong almost forgot that Di Chu is also someone who can't be offended: "Cheng, sit down. Brother Ling isn't coming today?"

"Do you care if so many worlds are peaceful?"

"The world is peaceful, but you also let Brother Ling live a normal high school life." Cheng Sicong patted the desktop, "Brother Ling won't take the college entrance examination next year?"

Di Chu really wanted to say that it's none of your business whether other people take the exam, but he was too talented, so he endured it a bit: "He has his own plans."

"Yes, everyone has their own plans for the future." Cheng Sicong nodded, "You are right! You are worthy of being a master!"

Di Chu wanted to laugh, Cheng Sicong probably really didn't know how to deal with the world.

"Housekeeper, you're funny for a reason, do you understand?"

Cheng Sicong looked at him inexplicably, and said solemnly: "I seem to understand."

"If you understand, please turn back."

Cheng Sicong's noise disappeared, and Di Chu sank into the sea of ​​questions again.Just doing it, my thoughts drifted away, the autumn rain outside the window was pattering, and the leaves were washed bright.

The buzzing discussion in the classroom gradually drifted away, and Di Chu's pen tip stopped on the snow-white paper.

Did Qi Ling go to school seriously?

Probably not, Qi Ling didn't live like a normal high school student.Is there any normal high school student whose daily life is so free and exciting.

There may be, but too few.Qi Ling is very special, so it is decided that his future path will be different from that of ordinary students.

Di Chu didn't worry about whether Qi Ling would take the college entrance examination or not, and how much he could take.In such a society, talented people will not starve to death, and talented people will not worry about their way out.

The ones who should really be worried are those who have no intention of studying, can't make achievements in a certain field, have nothing to do every day, and shout that the law of heaven is unfair.

Di Chu didn't have time to communicate with Qi Ling and asked him what he was thinking.Recently, the two always staggered, except that Di Chu went to deliver food to Qi Ling at noon.

Qi Lingfei hurried over to have a good meal, and then hurried back to rehearse.No matter how Di Chu cooks nutritious meals in different ways, Qi Ling still loses weight.

The chin seems to be sharpened, and it hurts to see it.

The autumn rain is still falling, and it is already cool to walk on the street without a coat.

The cold wind gently penetrated into the clothes along all the openings that could pass through, and Di Chu was walking on the street carrying a lunch box.

Intermittent raindrops fell down the ridge of the umbrella, and Di Chu remembered that he had been here for two months.

I seem to be used to life here.

A week passed quickly, and on NO.19, Di Chu took Qi Ling and Qi Chi to grandma's house for dinner as promised.

I didn't expect that these two short-term problems would come up, especially Qi Chi, who didn't even need to learn to act coquettishly and cutely in front of the old man.

Di Chu was cooking in the kitchen, Qi Ling was in the living room listening to the play with grandma, and Wen Rushui was discussing homework with Qi Chi.When Di Chu came out of the kitchen, the scene in front of him was like a family.

Qi Ling and Qi Chi won Wen Qiongfang's heart easily.

That night Di Chu went to pick Qi Ling home, Qi Ling sat by the stage and waved to Di Chu.

Di Chu walked over with a smile: "Hey, are you starting to look like a superstar now?"

"Come on, call the superstar twice." Qi Lingte said shamelessly.

"Crazy."

"See there?"

Di Chu followed Qi Ling's finger and looked over, it was a stand.It's quite high, about 1.7 meters above the ground.The fence is also made high, and people standing on it can only see the upper body.

"So that's where I'll be standing tomorrow night?" Di Chu said, "Qi Ling, you're so coquettish, such a good position allows me to appreciate you from all angles, doesn't it?"

"Yes." Qi Ling proudly showed two canine teeth, "Tomorrow you will watch carefully, how handsome your boyfriend is in the audience."

NO.20 day.

When Di Chu woke up, it was still raining outside the window, unlike the downpour of summer, the rain was continuous and weak.Di Chu felt that Cheng Sicong was right in saying that the rain made people sleepy.

Di Chu turned over, and Qi Ling had already left.Show tonight, must be busy right now.He closed his eyes and decided to sleep a little longer. With the holidays and Qi Ling not at home, there was nothing else to do for a while.

Di Chu woke up again, but was woken up by the phone.

"Hey?"

"Hello, Mr. Qi? Your courier has arrived. Are you at home?"

oh.Di Chu is refreshed, express delivery.

Fuck, what an idiot, I wrote Qi Chi's name and left my phone number.Sure enough, after staying with these two brothers for a long time, low IQ is contagious.

Di Chu got up and took the courier, looked left and right, luckily the courier information did not say XX supplies.He unpacked it, and in his hand was a box of condoms and a tube of lubricating fluid.

Di Chu couldn't help laughing out loud, and put it in the bedside table.

Di Chu, you really did it for Qi Ling. It's the first time in 17 years, what the hell do you think.

Di Chu thought for a long time and didn't know what he was thinking, so he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

At noon, Qi Ling called and said that there was no need to deliver meals, so Di Chu cooked something casually by himself, and then studied at home alone in the afternoon.

Di Chu made the distinction very clearly, playing is one thing, falling in love is another, and studying is another.

A few days ago, I called Xu Lu to ask about it. The school's review progress had surpassed that of No. [-] Middle School by several units.Di Chu was shocked when he heard that, no matter how good his foundation was, he dared not slack off.

Until 06:30 in the afternoon, Di Chu rubbed his neck and looked out the window.

I don't know when the rain stopped, the sky was getting dark, and night fell.The neon lights on the tall buildings opposite began to flicker, and the city lights began to shine.

Di Chu sat for a while, finally stood up and walked to the closet, resignedly opened the closet and took out the prepared women's clothing.

Fuck, Di Chu looked at the clothes on the bed and couldn't help but laugh. He didn't expect that he would one day become a womanizer.

Di Chu took off his pajamas and changed his clothes.Standing in front of the full-length mirror, pursing her lips.

I have to admit that I am on the thin side, so there is no sense of disobedience in wearing women's clothing.

The person in the mirror was wearing a pure black satin suspender top and a high-waisted gray mesh skirt.The bright and clean lights in the room flashed across the skirt, and the delicate gold thread caught in the mesh gauze swam through the light.The boy has a narrow waist, long hair draped over his shoulders, long and narrow phoenix eyes, and red lips.

For a while, male and female were indistinguishable.

Di Chu thought Yanye was very special.

Gee.

Di Chu pointed to himself in the mirror.

You really have no bottom line for Qi Ling.

When Di Chu went out at seven o'clock in the evening, he took out a beige trench coat from the closet and put it on.He's not crazy enough to show women's clothing in front of everyone.

The windbreaker is ankle-length and almost covers the whole body.This kind of long windbreaker is often seen on catwalks, and it is fashionable.And few people wear it in real life.

Too short, too wide, no waist, and of course, the most important thing - no face, no.

Beauty is justice.

Di Chu is someone who looks good no matter how he wears it. He buttoned the windbreaker all the way to the top, and the person in the mirror showed a sense of restraint and refinement.A belt was randomly tied around the waist, and the whole person instantly became neutral.

Di Chu took an umbrella and put on his sneakers, wondering if it would continue to rain.

After the rain, the air was still bitter and slightly cold.

There are not many people on the street and it is a little quiet.

But the more you go to the underground square, the more people on the street.When he walked to the door, the loud and explosive music inside had already occupied all of Di Chu's hearing.

He didn't expect so many people to come to Crush's small concert.

When Di first arrived, Qi Ling had already started singing.

As Di Chu squeezed inside, he walked towards the stand that Qi Ling had arranged for him.It's probably to get closer to my idol, or because everyone prefers to stand in the crowd at this kind of concert.There was no one in the stands.

Di Chu stood in the stands, and it really was an excellent position.Everything was perfect except not being able to get close to the band.

Surrounded by giant posters, Qi Ling's is particularly conspicuous.There was also a live broadcast below, and free drinks were provided outside the crowd obliquely in front of the stage.

Almost the moment Di Chu stood on the stands, Qi Ling spotted him.

Qi Ling blinked, and Di Chu waved to him along with the music.

Qi Ling was the most eye-catching in the audience, according to Di Chu's words.On stage, Qi Ling is king.

The drum beats were stirring, the sound of the piano was flying, and the rhythm was round and round. The fans in the audience, regardless of gender, said: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Di Chu covered his ears, this was even more violent than that night at school.

Qi Ling sings: In my dream, I dream of a dream that I can't wake up from, the red that is under house arrest in the red thread, all the stimulation leaves the pain of fatigue, and I am indifferent*.

Qi Ling stood in front of the microphone with the melody of the prelude, and the light shone on his eyebrows, covering the young man's slender body.Gently holding the microphone in the palm of his hand, raising his eyes is intoxicating.

Qi Ling sings: I stand alone in the wind with thousands of neon lights, watching the ferry go with the waves from a distance, the whistling north wind around me no longer feels cold, the coldest night is already in my heart*.

The fans in the audience shook their hands, as if watching the cruise ship drift away in the bay of Hong Kong Island late at night through the singing, the wind howled, and the neon lights of the night scene were always shining.They were willing to hold tens of thousands of fiery lights for Qi Ling.

Qi Ling sings: More attractive than sparking fire, a moment of friction sparks are more charming than starlight, tighter than what you get, darker than secret love, restless than worrying about sleep, but addictive.

Di Chu felt that Qi Ling was very coquettish.Qi Ling sang to the slow and melodious accompaniment, her straight and long hands slid between her neck and the waist of her trousers.The fans in the audience screamed like crazy.

Di Chu's eyes traced Qi Ling's body the whole time, he was tall and handsome.The man raised his eyes, raised his chin slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was wavy, handsome and gentle.

Di Chu has never seen such a shining Qi Ling, every gesture is attractive.

Metal sound waves surrounded the scene layer by layer, and the atmosphere was as warm as summer.

Di Chu was a little hot, in fact, many people had already taken off their coats.

They shook the light sticks and clothes in their hands, and shouted in unison every time they changed songs: "Crush! Crush! Crush! Crush!"

Until all the songs on the playlist were sung, the atmosphere in the underground plaza remained undiminished.

Qi Ling stood on the stage without moving, nor did the drummer, bass player, and keyboard player move.

Qi Ling raised one hand above his head, made a fist with five fingers, and made a closing movement.The noisy fans in the audience immediately quieted down, as if possessed.

Qi Ling held the microphone, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Today, the song should have ended after singing just now. Thank you to all of you who came to listen to our singing. It is an honor for Crush to come."

The audience screamed: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

"So——" Qi Ling paused, "Today I temporarily added a song, dedicated to an important person."

The fans were inexplicably quiet, and the discussion quickly spread.

Standing on the stand, Di Chu felt his heart tighten.As the stage darkened, a beam of light hit Qi Ling.

Qi Ling hugged the guitar, and said slowly: I'll take a sip of what you said about loving me, and I'm still reminiscing about the tenderness you gave me, I'll take a sip of this fragrant temptation, you have everything I like .

These few lines were sung very slowly, as if they were speaking.

Qi Ling sang every word very sincerely, and the sweetness that overflowed from his voice could almost drown people.

Then, the teenager's fingertips were nimble, and after a few cool chords, the sound of drums and zither screamed, all joined in!

"You loved me too much and promised me that you would give me a honey-flavored life. Add a milk ball and I'll stir it up. I'll hold hands after turning up the sweetness."

The fans in the audience waved their hands, and the atmosphere became restless again.Di Chu couldn't tell what he was feeling, Qi Ling sang, keeping his eyes on him.

Never leave.

It seemed that the excitement belonged to others, and they didn't care about the cheers. Qi Ling only had Di Chu in his eyes.

"I tasted the butter in your words. Every sentence I heard was delicious. Those extra pictures were all skipped. You only have me in your eyes."

Qi Ling jumped up suddenly, took off the microphone gracefully, and shouted: "Come together!"

The atmosphere on the scene was brought to a high point, and countless people sang in a chorus like crazy.

"I took a light taste of what you said to love me, and I was still reminiscing about the tenderness you gave me. I took a light taste of this fragrant temptation. You have everything I like."

Di Chu looked at Qi Ling who sang for him heartily on the stage, and watched the chorus of hundreds of people singing "Sweet", the boy's heart really seemed to be wrapped in honey.Sweat on Qi Ling's forehead glistened under the light, and everyone waved their hands, as if they hadn't slept all night.

That night, the passion brought by the concert lasted for a long time, and the fans sang along with Qi Ling over and over again: You have everything I love.

And on and on until the end of the song.

Qi Ling stood unruly between the stages, unzipping his coat with one hand, his movements were extremely seductive.Stretch one hand to the position of the heart, and then take it out smartly, facing the stand where Di Chu is standing, the thumb and index finger are interlaced-firmly compare the heart!

The fans were in an uproar, and turned their heads to look in the direction.

The audience: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah who is that!So handsome! ! !

Di Chu and Qi Ling went up and down, looking at each other from a distance across the sea of ​​people.

Qi Ling's hands and hearts were still in the air, Di Chu smiled, and immediately stretched his hands into his chest, then took them out again, facing Qi Ling with his hands and hearts.

Qi Ling stood on the stage and mouthed: I love you.

Di Chu nodded: Me too.

On that day, the whole concert was completely out of control: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the lead singer of Crush is in love!The object is so handsome!

Di Chu didn't quite remember how he squeezed out of the underground plaza, and the excited fans were reluctant to leave for a long time.Qi Ling went down from the backstage and sneaked into the studio, and didn't come out until the staff cleared the venue.

When Qi Ling ran out of the gate, he saw Di Chu standing on the side of the road smoking a cigarette, wearing a long trench coat and black hair draped over his shoulders.

I really want to hug.

Qi Ling walked over and took out a cigarette from his bag: "How dare you stand here, not afraid of being blocked?"

"You are not afraid of anything I am afraid of." Di Chu smiled, "Go home."

When I got home, I prepared a surprise for Qi Ling.

Qi Ling shrugged: "Wang Li asked us to go to the bar together, we should have some drinks to celebrate tonight. Are you going?"

"Should I say no?"

"Hey, baby, stay with me, okay?"

"Stupid." Di Chu smiled, "Since you want me to go, why don't you ask a fart."

Qi Ling hugged Di Chu, and was a little tired from singing all night: "Where's the women's clothing that you agreed?"

"Worn."

"Inside?" Qi Ling regained his energy, and stretched out his hand to unbutton the button.

"Fuck!" Di Chu took a step back, "This is the fucking street!"

Qi Ling looked at Di Chu, as if he had clairvoyance, and his mouth was dry just by imagining: "Damn, I don't want to go to the bar anymore."

When the two arrived at the bar, a group of people had already started playing.Wang Li just stood on the wine table and sang a song, Qi Ling took Di Chu inside, after tonight, everyone would know that the lead singer of Crush confessed his love at the concert, and the other party was a very handsome boy .

Di Chu stood next to Qi Ling, no one was surprised.

"Sit, sit, sit! Sit in!" Wang Li waved his hand, "If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't go home! Don't mention the underage!"

Di Chu sat in the innermost corner, and Qi Ling sat next to him.The lights in the bar are dim, and there are all kinds of ghosts and monsters.

Wang Li poured two glasses of wine and put them in front of them with a snap: "Drink! Bullying single dogs!"

The two drank their glasses of wine quite readily.

Fragrant taste, slightly bitter in the mouth, astringent, strong.

Depend on.Qi Ling was stunned: "Did you pour the fucking whiskey?!"

"Otherwise, you think it's Coke?!" Wang Li said "Hey", and everyone burst into laughter.

"Fuck. Sure." Qi Ling stretched out his hand and nodded him.

Wang Li took the wine glass to harm other people, and none of the band members survived the siege of the crowd.The music in the bar was blaring, and the flashing lights dazzled people.

Qi Ling leaned on Di Chu's shoulder: "Can you drink whiskey?"

"Yes." Di Chu said, his alcohol capacity is not bad, and he has never been drunk so far.

"So strong?"

Qi Ling restlessly slipped his hands along Di Chu's windbreaker, and walked up his knees.The skin is delicate and the bones are distinct.Every little bit is tempting, every inch is suffocating.

Di Chu didn't care about Qi Ling's wanton hands: "It's just that strong."

Qi Ling turned his head and sniffed at Di Chu's neckline, dawdling with nostalgia and greed for a long time: "Can it be stronger?"

The happy songs in the bar changed one after another, and Wang Li led his people to dominate the stage in the center of the bar again.The drunk people in the audience waved their hands like a simple home party.

Di Chu was a little dizzy from the sound of the music, but his heart was bright.

Qi Ling's slender hands had already slipped under his skirt, and further inside was a sacred place, a hidden realm.

Qi Ling turned his head and breathed lightly next to Di Chu's ear, the hot and humid air made people itch: "Baby, today I--bring, gun, go, patrol, oh."

Di Chu lowered his head, Qi Lingxie's smiling eyes were all in his peripheral vision.As soon as it is provoked, the golden light is wanton, the provocation brought by sparks has not yet passed away, and the fiery heat from the finger almost drowns people's hearts.

Di Chu wanted to lower his head to kiss Qi Ling, so he held back and reached for the wine bottle on the table, pouring himself a glass of whiskey.

The bright wine gurgled down Di Chu's slender throat, and he drank it all down.

The young man's lips were moist and plump, and Qi Ling looked at it with ecstasy.

"There are more intense ones, Brother Ling, do you want to try?"

It was almost at that moment that Qi Ling stopped breathing, it was hopeless.

so sexy.

Qi Ling stood up abruptly, wanting to say: Damn, go home!

Wang Li on the stage shouted with the microphone: "Brother Ling! Come here! Sing!"

Qi Ling was taken aback for a moment, before he had time to refuse.A group of alcoholics collectively dragged him onto the stage, and the song "Stockholm Lover" instantly ignited the audience!

Qi Ling had no choice but to take over the microphone and continue singing: "Maybe I've long since felt suffocated and wanted to surrender, licked the sweat you gave me, maybe I've already gotten used to sharing the bed with the kidnappers, who would have thought you, or me, could cooperate until love kill each other."

Not to be outdone, Wang Li acted like he was going crazy, holding a wine bottle in one hand and a microphone in the other.

The drunken crowd swayed and sang and danced together.

Sitting on the deck, Di Chu watched the sparks overflowing from the night scene to the point of madness, and sat alone in silence.He quietly watched Qi Ling calling the wind and rain on the stage, as soon as he raised his hand, someone would always scream for him.

Some people are born for the stage.

Di Chu got another glass of wine for himself, and felt that someone was sitting next to him.Di Chu was a little surprised. At this time, people who normally drink too much should gather around the stage and be crazy about Qi Ling. How could someone sit over.

Di Chu tilted his head, using the dim light of the bar to illuminate this person.

Black shirt, slacks, good figure, straight waist, streamlined earrings, mature and stable.He was handsome and well-groomed, but he didn't look greasy at all.

In his early twenties.

Di Chu moved aside, drank and didn't speak.

The man was not polite, and stretched out his hand: "Are you Xiaoling's boyfriend?"

Di Chu's pupils shrank, and the word "Xiao Ling" is not something that anyone can call.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Di Chu smiled and met his eyes.

"Zhou Yang."

"Di Chu."

Zhou Yang poured himself a glass of wine, without embarrassment at all: "I heard the news before, but I'm not sure. I didn't expect... Xiaoling's taste is like this?"

Di Chu narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared sideways at Zhou Yang: "What's none of your business?"

Zhou Yang smiled: "In the past, Xiaoling didn't like boys like you. He's too young, but he likes..."

"You kind?" Di Chu interrupted the other party and took a sip of wine.

Zhou Yang nodded generously: "Yes."

"So you are here to cry now? Who are you crying for?" Di Chu said with a smile, "Crying for Qi Ling?"

Zhou Yang was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect Di Chu to prick.

Qi Ling, who was singing, didn't notice this side, and everyone sang together: "Maybe I have fallen in love with the kidnapper Kuhai Cihang for a long time, and if I want to be blackmailed by you, maybe it will help stimulate my heart."

The loud music and drum beats made the bar feel distraught.

Zhou Yang took a sip of wine, and the noisy space was full of voices, but what Zhou Yang said was resounding.It hit Di Chu's eardrum like thunder, like a sharp knife piercing a nerve.

"Then do you know how to serve to make Xiao Ling happy?"

The back of Di Chu's hand holding the wine glass suddenly felt bruised, and the smile on Zhou Yang's lips still remained.

Both of them didn't notice that the singing in Huangqiang had stopped. When Qi Ling looked towards this side on the stage, his face suddenly turned cold.

Qi Ling walked through the crowd with long legs, and Di Chu raised his eyes to see his young man walking step by step.

Zhou Yang just wanted to stand up and meet Qi Ling.

Di Chu suddenly put the wine glass on the table.

"Snapped!"

The rainbow light of the night scene shone on everyone, and the chill in Di Chu's eyes dissipated into ashes.

He pointed at Zhou Yang and sneered.

"You, go away."