My attack and disguise are weak and I can't extricate myself

Zhang Ting has a standard nine-to-five working hours, so he left work early. Originally, he didn't like to go home. He either went to bars or flirted with people on the Internet. But since Xia Chengqi came, he was so cute and could not wait to go home. He spends time with Xia Chengqi every day, but unfortunately Xia Chengqi is too busy. He didn't wake up in the morning and Xia Chengqi has already gone out to exercise, so he is quite grateful for the heavy smog in the capital, which can always make Xia Chengqi unable to leave the house. I bought an annual gym card for 5000 yuan.

Zhang Ting overheard Xia Chengqi's phone call with his fitness coach. The man advised Xia Chengqi to hire a personal trainer, saying that his body fat content is a bit low, and his cardiopulmonary function can be improved. It's convenient to hire a private trainer. Xia Chengqi smiled and refused.

He heard Xia Chengqi say, "Sorry, I don't have any money."

The other party was silent for a moment, then hung up.

Zhang Ting pretended to drink water, and then asked, "Which one?"

Xia Chengqi smiled sweetly at him, "Wan Star."

Zhang Ting has never heard of it. He never spends money on fitness. People say that he can run five laps with a gun.

"Oh oh, that one, I have a secondary card, you use mine." But of course he couldn't say that he didn't know, anyway, they all got out of it.

Xia Chengqi shook his head, "No need, I just applied for the annual card, I can practice by myself every dinner time, I know my situation."

Zhang Ting looks forward to Xia Chengqi every day but dare not do it. Sometimes he feels that it would be a big crime to mislead such a beautiful and uplifting young man. He will not be able to marry and have children, but Xia Chengqi Find a girl who is even more beautiful, he feels that his heart is about to break when he thinks that Xia Chengqi might be with a girl.But on second thought, what if Xia Chengqi is also gay?Or the potential of being gay, if he let it go, he would vomit blood later, thinking of this, he felt full of hope, as if Xia Chengqi would fall into his arms tomorrow.

Zhang Ting followed up with one the next day. He didn't care about the money, as long as he could exercise with Xia Chengqi every day. When Xia Chengqi wanted to swim, he could secretly appreciate the tightness wrapped in swimming trunks. Body.

He pinpointed the time for Xia Chengqi to go swimming. The swimming pool and fitness equipment in the gym are separated by a transparent glass, which is especially suitable for him. Xia Chengqi changed into swimming trunks and Zhang Ting was surprised. He didn't expect Xia Chengqi saw that Wenwen's weak muscles were so strong, and there were one or two shallow scars on his chest, his skin was as white as his face, his legs were so beautiful, no, the whole person was so beautiful!

The fitness equipment facing the swimming pool is a treadmill. In order to avoid embarrassment, he got on the treadmill and adjusted the speed to the old man's walk mode. He concentrated on watching Xia Chengqi. The level of concentration was contemptuously watched by a girl who was walking across the street. He glanced at him, ran out secretly, and reported to a coach that he was a pervert who was only staring at girls who were swimming.

As soon as the coach came, he was taken aback when he saw Zhang Ting, "Brother Ting?"

When Zhang Ting heard the shout, he turned around and saw a rather familiar face. The man was wearing a thin vest and black shorts. Beads of sweat dripped down his brown hair on his cheeks. His eyes were full of surprise and surprise.

"You are......"

"You don't remember me? We used to...practice. My online name is Doubao." The man deliberately lowered his voice when he talked about practice, showing a shy smile.

"You..." Zhang Ting was a little surprised. He still remembered a little bit of this bean bun. When my little girl got one, the calf seemed to be not as thick as his arm. He doesn't go out without colored contact lenses, doesn't choke his throat and doesn't speak, and he just met him when he just entered the circle when he had a strange aesthetic.

But now... Doubao has developed tangled muscles. Zhang Ting, who has big muscles, is breaking out in a cold sweat. His hair is shaved into a round inch, almost shaved off, and his pale skin is tanned. It even has chest hair, DQ ice cream roll shape, it's no wonder he can recognize it.

"Since I have practiced with you, I have started to exercise. Every time I can't hold on, I think about all the masters who have practiced with me. I think you can beat me, why can't I, I I just want to beat up those masters one day and see how it feels, it must be very cool, and it is fate to meet you today, let's start with you!" Doubao said mysteriously.

"..." Zhang Ting didn't expect that he had the ability to turn stones into gold. What kind of brain is this muscle, right?

"I'm pretty good now, do you think we can make another appointment?" Doubao pulled Zhang Ting aside, wiped the sweat from his hands, and then reached out to shake Zhang Ting's hand.

"No appointment" Zhang Ting's face darkened, and he distanced himself from Doubao in an instant, his tone was bad.

"You haven't been quilt yet, have you? People say that a master who hasn't been beaten is not a complete master, so you don't want to try?" Dou Bao wrapped his arms around Zhang Ting's arm, rubbing his fingers against the inside of his arm.

"I've heard of your theory, but it has nothing to do with me." Zhang Ting abruptly opened the hand of the bean bag, with a cold smile on his mouth. "I play to flirt, but I'm not responsible for anyone. Do you think it's art? What's not true? The real country will give you an award. The country invites you to make a report. Don't mess with a small circle. It has to be like a sect."

Dou Bao was not angry either, Zhang Ting's current strength really couldn't move him, he forcibly grabbed Zhang Ting's waist, took it to his arms, and said to Zhang Ting, "Even if it is not appropriate, we can continue. How about tonight, date? Shall I give you a private fitness session?"

"Let go, don't blame me for being rude!" Zhang Ting clasped Doubao's hand, desperately trying to break it apart. His kung fu practice was not in vain. Zhang Ting's head was sweating. It's too embarrassing to show yourself off!

"What are you talking about, Brother Ting?" A familiar voice sounded behind him, and Zhang Ting was shocked.

When he turned around, Xia Chengqi had already come out wrapped in a bath towel, but his hair was wet. Xia Chengqi smiled gently at Zhang Ting, with doubts on his face, as if he was really interested in what Zhang Ting was talking about, but He was holding Doubao's arm with one hand, and his fingers were clasped tightly. The veins on his hand were bulging, and his eyes were slightly narrowed. Zhang Ting felt that Doubao's hand was slowly being removed, and the two of them were secretly competing.On Xia Chengqi's face, there was no sign that he was competing with Doubao, as if he hadn't noticed that person at all, he was just staring at Zhang Ting, staring at him with deep meaning in his eyes.

Zhang Ting made a comparison. His strength is not as strong as Dou Bao's, and Dou Bao's is not as strong as Xia Chengqi's. So how strong should Xia Chengqi be?

He quickly slipped out and put his arms around Xia Chengqi's shoulders, away from the bean bag, "It's nothing haha, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Xia Chengqi let him hug his shoulders without poking him, "Brother Ting, have you finished exercising? Come with me to change clothes, let's go back together."

The two went to the locker room together. The bean buns no longer turned into sticky bean buns. He looked at Xia Chengqi and Zhang Ting meaningfully, patted his arm, and left.

Xia Chengqi changed his clothes, and Zhang Ting sat obediently on the chair, watching, looking at it openly.Xia Chengqi's tight-fitting underwear, strong chest, and narrow waist, although he looks frail, his muscles are very strong, the kind of obvious muscle mass that can be seen without deliberately showing off, his skin and himself It was as white and tender as I imagined, but I could vaguely see a few faint scars on my body, which were slightly different from the surrounding skin under the light.

Zhang Ting couldn't help looking at the scar on Xia Chengqi's body.

Based on his knowledge of various tools, it is impossible to use hard tools to hit the chest, unless he wants to kill someone.It's not a belt. The marks of the belt are usually large, and generally do not cause a break. It is just a large area of ​​subcutaneous blood stasis, which will slowly recover after a long time.Unlike rattan and network cables, the narrow scar on Xia Chengqi's chest is not long, only the thumb is long and short with a slight curvature. It is more tricky to use these two kinds of scars to create short scars, and it is impossible to create a curvature.Is that a whip?Then he denied himself that it couldn't be a whip. Few people have really powerful whips these days. They are usually matched with various tricks, mainly flirting and supplemented by punishment. The scars caused are not as good as rattan. How could it be possible? leave scars.

Maybe that wasn't a hit?Did Xia Chengqi accidentally hurt her?

"What are Brother Ting looking at?" Xia Chengqi smiled, followed his gaze to look at his chest, and couldn't help but feel unnatural for a moment.

"Is this... a birthmark?" After Zhang Ting finished speaking, he felt that his question was lame, but he really couldn't think of a better way to cut into this topic. Anyone with a discerning eye would know it was a scar, a serious scar.

"No, it's a burn." Xia Chengqi said, putting on his clothes.

Zhang Ting was still waiting for Xia Chengqi to explain, but he didn't say anything. Looking at the burn marks again, he felt that the burns were deep to the bone, and the flesh was hideous. It was the terrible pain that left the scars that could not be receded.Looking at the gentle smile on Xia Chengqi's face, Zhang Ting felt a pain in his heart.

"Don't catch a cold, get dressed quickly, a man is handsome with a little injury." He patted Xia Chengqi's shoulder, trying to be as natural as possible.

"Okay." Xia Chengqi was taken aback. He thought that Zhang Ting was only obsessed with his appearance, and he just looked at his face. Who would have thought that he would feel sorry for himself, and his eyes would be fixed on the wound on his chest. up.But that's good too, because Zhang Ting couldn't bear him, it was logical to put him under him.

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