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Jiao Xian finally received the video and immediately clicked to save it. Another roommate who didn't know Xiang Chi leaned over to watch the two-and-a-half-minute pas de deux together.

The two boys completely controlled the middle stage of the auditorium accompanied by fast-paced and ups and downs of dance music.

Xiang Chi was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. His hair was still cropped, and his long hands and long legs coordinated freely. He occasionally aroused his chest muscles, and occasionally slid sideways. He was swaying his exuberant hormones every moment. The face was shot very clearly, surrounded by little girls whispering, suddenly, he did a one-handed handstand, the white sweater was pulled by gravity and slid down to his chest, and the abdominal muscles that were exerting force were clearly visible. It was short, but it elicited several seconds of cheers and screams.

"Damn it, this dance is really good, which one is it?" The roommate looked a little excited.The music, stage, and dance were all full of excitement and passion that resonated with young people. The mobile phone could not record the wonderful stimulation of the live sound, but through the crazy reactions of the audience, regardless of gender, one can imagine how high the scene was at that time.

Jiao Xian slid his Adam's apple slightly, and said in a low voice, "That's the one in white."

The other person was dressed in black, and he was clearly jumping and doing exactly the same movements as Xiang Chi, but he just couldn't move his attention from that person for a second.

Xiang Chi's dance is not a fierce and fiery dance, he is calm and smooth all over his body, he makes a very complicated set, as if anyone can learn it easily, and even coordinates his limbs to create an extremely charming special beauty.

Jiao Xian didn't know that Xiang Chi could dance.

During the two-month trial and exchange, the only meeting between the two was the laboratory, and Xiang Chi in the laboratory was an indifferent academic god who participated in countless competitions, published articles, won many awards, and was robbed by professors for internships. It turned out that all he knew was Xiang Chi who was academically charming, but he didn't know that this person could be seduced into such a state when he moved.

A few seconds before the curtain ended, there was another difficult movement of getting up, and a girl's voice was included in the video with excitement and trembling: "The waist is so good."

"What a nice waist, huh?"

"Hey, this time, I would have to fold it there on the spot. This waist is so wonderful, don't you think?"

The two of them sandwiched Jiao Xian in the midst of a strange meal, which made him smile helplessly.

Good or bad, he doesn't know now.

When Xiang Chi finally saw the baby after a boring morning, he saw his little fox kept aiming at his waist with twinkling eyes and an unspeakable smile on his mouth.

Today, they didn't go along the way, so they made an appointment to meet in the cafeteria. Xiang Chi came to his side, raised his hand and pulled him into his arms.

"Why are you so happy?"

Jiao Xian was still reminiscing about the moment when he put his coat sideways after taking off his clothes just now, his slightly turned waist was thin and firm, outlined by the hoodie, he didn't know what it was like to grasp it.

"You can still dance?" He held the hands that were fluttering around his waist, clasped his fingers and turned his head to look at Xiang Chi.

Xiang Chi was taken aback, and quickly realized: "Have you watched that video?"

The only evidence of his activities since college, the only way to know that he dances is because of the video of that party.

He leaned against the little fox stickily, and said: "I used to learn it. During the intermission during military training, the instructor asked me to show my talents, so I danced for a while. A buddy in our major also dances. He asked me to dance with him." He made a show, he didn’t have the nerve to push it, so he went on it.”

"Stop jumping now?" Jiao Weiwei looked down at his head rubbing against his shoulders from time to time, and the man pulled his free hand over and rubbed it in his hand.

"I occasionally help out with road shows for my cousin's dance troupe during the holidays. I basically don't dance much, and I don't have time." With endless homework and endless books, I don't have time to dance at all, so I finally have some free time They were all compressed into the gym by him. The outline and fullness of the muscles are more efficient than high-intensity equipment.

Jiao Xian felt a little sad for no reason, as if the child in his arms had been robbed of his toys and forced to be sent to an early education cram school.

"So do you like dancing?"

He pecked the back of his hand twice to the little friend: "It's okay, I can't talk about love, but it's cool when I dance." He understood what the little fox meant, and smiled: "I know what I like."

"It's late at night, my husband will dance alone for you." After being serious for a second, Xiang Chi showed his true nature, and he would not be happy if he didn't talk to the baby for 2 minutes.

Jiao Xian knew it well, and said with a smile: "It's late at night, what are you dancing? Striptease?"

"Tsk, yours is quite exciting, you can consider it." After finally freeing up a hand, Jiao Xian embraced Xiang Chi from behind, and he generously pulled him to the waist and abdomen, the outline under the palm was clear and obvious.

"Then what are you thinking? Dancing naked?"

Xiang Chi leaned lazily, and nimbly raised his waist: "I want to explain to you the movement of sending hips separately."

Jiao Xian's hands rose and fell with his movements, and the muscles contracted under his palms. He closed his hands and grabbed the fabric, and whispered, "Well, you can also teach me."

Xiang Chi tilted his head, pressed down the back of the little fox's neck with one hand, and kissed the cool soft lips: "Okay, teach me by hand, I will definitely learn quickly."

Tired and unable to eat, the two bought their own lunches and sat down next to each other again. Xiang Chi looked at the red fried rice noodles on the little fox's plate, and his mouth hurt reflexively.

Jiao Xian really can eat spicy food. When they were not together last month, the two went out to eat hot pot together. He ordered the tomato pot with thick red pot that was not hot, and this little monster was hissing all the time. The behavior of the mouth has not been done a few times. I just took two bites and even commented that it was not spicy enough, and I scooped two spoonfuls of chili oil in the sauce.

It was the first time that Xiang Chi had an understanding of Jiaoxian's tolerance for spiciness, and this understanding was constantly being refreshed during the next few meals.

"Is it really not spicy?" He salivated instinctively, gritted his teeth and saw that the person beside him took a mouthful of bean sprouts dipped in spicy oil without any abnormality.

Jiao Xian shook his head: "The chili in this window has no taste." As he spoke, he picked up a slice of meat with chopsticks and brought it to Xiang Chi's mouth. He tentatively opened his mouth, held it in his mouth, and chewed.

"Is it spicy?" Jiao Xian looked at him sideways and asked while eating.

Xiang Chi didn't speak, and calmly took the drink in hand to continue his life.

He turned his head and pinched Yiguyixi's happy chewing face, and asked worriedly: "Don't you have a problem with your taste? Do you think this is tasteless?" His mouth was red, and he was still dissatisfied with other chili peppers.

Jiao Xian swallowed the food with a smile, and said: "It seems that I have to eat less in the future, or else you will find it spicy even if you kiss me."

Xiang Chi gently pinched the soft flesh on his cheeks with two fingers: "I can drink some milk before kissing you."

"You can also kiss me directly with toffee in your mouth." Jiao Xian took something out of his pocket and stuffed it into his hand.

The wrapping paper rustled, and Xiang Chi looked down at the matcha toffee.

He twitched the corner of his lips, put it in his pocket, and gnawed on the fox's face, "It's okay dear, but no hands and feet are allowed." After all, the stairwell is also a public place, and he was afraid that the fox's paws would cause some indecent violence After all, the two dormitories tonight do not have the conditions for a two-person world.

"Well, I'll try my best." Jiao Xian felt that every time he kissed the little mouth, his tongue, hands, and brain were all doing their own things without interfering with each other, and it was difficult to gain complete control.

Xiang Chi's phone vibrated, and it was placed on the corner of the table. The shock almost fell off. He quickly caught the phone hanging halfway up in the air, and opened WeChat.

The group called "Three Generations of Grandparents" keeps popping up with new messages.

Cao Aha: Brothers, let’s take a look at this secret room. It’s just come out. It’s a group of excellent ones. It’s very exciting.

Below is a link to a small program, titled "The Darkness That Can't Get Out", with a dark and eerie gate and street lights on the cover.

Qingqing's little dog: Why are you so idle at the end of the same term?

Cao Aha: Friday's class is over, there is no class, brother, can you always be so chic when you are an old man?

Qingqing Puppy: Horror theme, are the pants still available?

Cao Aha: Heh, I'm a tough guy, I'm afraid of that, to be honest, solving puzzles is really exciting, and role-playing, my script is a warlord.

Cao Aha: [Image]

Xiang Chi opened his eyes and saw that this man was wearing a dark green Republic of China military uniform with curly hair, and a pair of exaggerated basketball shoes with hard concave and forceful shapes, which were very greasy.

Qingqing puppy: Ugly.

Qingqing’s little dog: Chuncheng Road is quite close to me, @向驰去？Shall we make an appointment together?

Xiang Chi clicked on the promotional link and put the phone in front of the little fox: "Escape from the secret room, do you want to go?"

Chuncheng Road is not far from them, three subway stops away.

Jiao Xian took the mobile phone and read the short promotional article. It's a bit interesting about the house you can't get out of, the reincarnation you can't escape.

"Okay, do you want to go on Sunday? Do you need to make an appointment first?"

Xiang Chi returned the message, staring at the screen intently but obediently tilted his head and opened his mouth, eating the fried pork that was fed to him.

"Let me make a date. There is also a high school classmate and his girlfriend, is that okay?"

"Yes." Jiao Xian fed another piece of meat, and a familiar figure flashed in the corner of his eye.

He looked at the background of Xiang Chi's WeChat chat in surprise. By the pool, on the water surface, a muscular man covered with drops of water put his fingertips together in front of the bridge of his nose, as if he was scraping off the water from the corners of his eyes, with his eyes closed , with moist lips slightly parted, messy hair, a sports watch on his left hand, and swimming goggles and a swimming cap on his right hand.

There was a little fox just out of the water.

"You." Jiao Xian looked at the photo carefully, and seriously recalled his past in the swimming pool.

"When did you take the picture?" He likes swimming very much. When he is in a bad mood or has free time, he will go to the school's swimming pool to relax. This semester, he didn't go there a few times in the cold weather, and he didn't realize when he was in the school. The swimming pool was captured by Xiang Chi, and the photos were pretty good.