Jiaojiu Nuanyang

"Mr. Chen, in the situation you mentioned, there is no need to make a fuss at all." The woman in front of her is in her 40s, wearing a pair of glasses, and looks very intellectual: "Adolescent development, that is, puberty, secondary sexual characteristics and reproductive organs Gradually mature. From the physiological point of view of the phenomenon you mentioned, teenagers in this age group are full of energy and hormone secretion is at its peak. The buttocks are connected to the nerves, which are also easy to stimulate, plus the psychological pressure of this special period... ..."

Poor Chen Jingdong became embarrassing and blushed.Sitting across from him, he was so embarrassed that he didn't even dare to meet the expert's eyes: "I don't have any experience in raising children, especially this kind of half-old children..."

The woman smiled understandingly: "Understood. Mr. Chen, you don't have to worry too much, take it easy. In fact, my son is also in this age group. He has a very suspicious temper. He is happy one day and annoyed the next. He always feels that he is mature and deep. It's too childish to do anything, it's very sensitive, you can't say anything or scold me."

Chen Jingdong nodded quickly, feeling the same way: "Sometimes I really don't know what he is thinking."

"It's okay, it's all here." The woman gave him a suggestion: "If you feel that you can't speak up, you can go to the bookstore and buy a book about this for him to read, and make up for this lesson."

The downstairs of the expert's studio is the popular bookstore.

Chen Jingdong walked around for half an hour, but he didn't have the courage to ask the shop assistant.

This is so embarrassing.

"Sir, how can I help you?" A female clerk wearing a bookstore apron came over, she looked like a part-time college student with a sweet smile: "What kind of books are you looking for?"

Chen Jingdong's cheeks twitched, and he cleared his throat uncomfortably: "Well, um, adolescents...education."

The girl raised her eyebrows, and took him to a row of bookshelves with ease: "Here are the books on puberty, which direction do you want? If you are more detailed, maybe I can give some advice. Some editions sell very well."

In the end, the man took the book and ran away almost like a thief.There was a fine layer of sweat on his back, and he always felt that all the eyes and whispers around him were talking about him, and he couldn't stop laughing.

The book with the green cover was like a hot potato, until Chen Jingdong strode into his car, he still felt his palms burning.

He also came from the age of fifteen or sixteen, how could he completely forget whether he had similar problems at that time?

The phone rings.Chen Jingdong shuddered reflexively, and he was relieved when he saw that it wasn't Mr. Huang's impressive number.

"Hello, Assistant Chen." Across the phone, there was a warm and magnetic voice, polite and restrained: "I am Shao Haipeng from Yunfei Trading."

After finishing talking about the military confession, I hung up the phone.Chen Jingdong released the handbrake to start the car, thinking casually, this Shao Haipeng is really extraordinary.Seeing that he was used to coming to the logistics department to discuss business in a low-key manner and all kinds of flattery, Shao Haipeng straightened his spine so refreshingly.

Back at the office, Chu Rong hurried in after taking a sip of tea, "I'm going to have a meeting in S city tomorrow, and I still have a lot of things to do. Hey, the information that Yunfei Trade gave me last time made me feel uncomfortable." Where did I go? Did I give you Dongzi?"

"Yes." Chen Jingdong put down the water glass: "Just now Shao Haipeng called me to ask."

Chu Rong patted his chest exaggeratedly: "Emma, ​​Alzheimer's is about to happen."

"This person is also interesting." Chen Jingdong is not a gossip person, but it is really new and rare: "The backstage is hard?"

"Who?" Chu Rong snatched his teacup and took a sip: "Shao Haipeng? Hey. He has a fart backstage!"

Chu Rong showed a little ambiguity of a man telling dirty jokes, and sat down on Chen Jingdong's table: "Interested? Dongzi, don't be interested in him. This man." Chu Rong stretched out his middle finger and made an obscene Gesture: "Gay."

Chen Jingdong was quite surprised: "How do you know everything?"

"How can I not know!" Chu Rong felt that Chen Jingdong had a great sense of accomplishment: "One time I went to sing K with a few buddies, and when I went out to discharge water, I saw two men standing by the window by the bathroom and kissing each other. It’s indistinguishable. I took a look, hey, I know! The one whose chin was pinched, isn’t Shao Haipeng!”

Chen Jingdong felt goosebumps all over his body thinking about it: "Isn't this embarrassing?"

"I'm drunk, he didn't look at me." Chu Rong smiled and waved his hands: "Do you think Shao Haipeng looks like a man of temperament and never bows to his knees? People don't respect appearances. I went back to the private room and talked about it for fun. It's really true." This buddy knows Shao Haipeng. This person is quite famous in their circle. He said that he learned to dance when he was a child, and he can play with any posture. Ha, it is the one who was opened the back door. Are you talking about perverts or perverts?"

Hearing this made him uncomfortable, Chen Jingdong waved his hands indiscriminately: "Okay, shut up now."

Chu Rong laughed triumphantly: "I've been squatting in the deep mountains and old forests for a long time, look at your little virgin who has never seen the world."

Facing the computer screen, Chen Jingdong was stunned for a while.

Shao Haipeng.gay.

When he was in Flying Eagle, he was once teased kindly by his teammates, and he and Gao Youhao were like a couple.Fortunately, the two of them didn't take it seriously, Gao You laughed and deliberately poked Chen Jingdong's forehead with Lan Hua's finger—you are dead!If you don't wash up at night, my wife won't sleep with you!

They didn't take it seriously, but there was such a person in the team, and he left because of this kind of thing in the end.

That person was called Little C, and Chen Jingdong didn't have a deep impression on him. He was taciturn and had a very weak sense of presence.Is a master of latent sniper.

After passing Feiying's devilish selection, he stayed in the team for half a year and was soon discharged.

I heard from one of the dormitory staff during Little C’s selection training that something happened to Little C’s boyfriend, forcing Little C to leave the army and go home.

Chen Jingdong still clearly remembers the contemptuous expression of the person who said little C to this day.It's as if the other party is a pile of garbage, and you should avoid it as much as possible.

It wasn't until Wang Yue pushed the door and called to get off work that Chen Jingdong realized that he had paddled from Shao Haipeng to Xiao C for half an afternoon in a completely irrelevant way.

On the way home, the reality that I have been deliberately not thinking about is before my eyes.

When he left in the morning, Fang Kun had already gone to school.

There is a lukewarm breakfast on the dining table, steamed rice wrapped with deep-fried dough sticks, without any notes.

It saves the embarrassment of looking at each other in blank dismay, but sooner or later it cannot be avoided.Just like right now, in less than half an hour, he still has to deal with Fang Kun.Either apologize, or pretend that he didn't feel the difference last night.The issue is--

The corner of the man's eyes slanted, the passenger got on the book, and became more and more irritable.

How did he calmly hand over this book to Fang Kun?say what?

Before entering the house, Chen Jingdong took a deep breath, holding a book in one hand and clenched a fist in the other to cheer himself up.

The door opened, and it was silent.The lights in the living room were on, and the smell of food filled the air.nobody.

Puzzled, he changed his shoes and went to the door of Fang Kun's room, reached out and knocked on the closed door twice: "Fang Kun? I'm back, let's eat."

The boy's voice came out after a few seconds, with a deliberately rough voice: "I've eaten it, you can eat it yourself."

Huh?Is this the ostrich's simply missing?

Amused by the boy's trick, Chen Jingdong forgot about his troubles, and knocked on the door twice: "Come out! Eat with me."

Inside, there was a stubborn silence, a posture of passive resistance.

"Fang Kun!" Chen Jingdong was full of anger: "Hurry up, don't grind. Go for a run after eating."

"Today is not Friday, so I won't run." The kid Fang Kun didn't think it was awkward to talk through the door, so he didn't come to open the door at all.

"Adjusted the exercise plan." Chen Jingdong said nonsense without even thinking about it, and said quite smoothly: "I see that you have a little energy recently, so go to the playground and run six laps every day to warm up before going to bed."

One minute later, Fang Kun drooped his head and opened the door unwillingly. He opened the door and still stared at Chen Jingdong's toes, as if his toes were more beautiful than his head.

Chen Jingdong gritted his teeth, and before he regretted it, he directly threw the book in front of the young man: "I bought a book for you."

Fang Kun was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head to look at Chen Jingdong in a panic, his face was flushed, and his eyes fluttered: "What, what is it, what are you buying this for?"

"At your age, see what's so strange about this knowledge." When things came to an end, Chen Jingdong actually displayed the best calmness of a sniper: "It's basically not taught in school, and your father is not here. I am the second Uncle, don't you need to worry more? Take it."

The child's expression was as if he had seen a ghost, with his hands behind his back, refusing to pick it up, his handsome face turned blue and red: "I don't want it!"

"Okay, okay." Chen Jingdong and Si Ni put the hand that didn't hold the book on the boy's shoulder habitually: "I put it in the bookcase in the living room, you can read it if you want. Go, eat with me."

Fang Kun shrugged, pushed and shook the man's arm in a daze, and took a step to the side by himself, looking very disgusted: "Don't do this, it's so hot."

Chen Jingdong clasped his hands awkwardly, and went down the steps by himself: "It's not even June yet, so it's hot ass."

Fang Kun ignored him.The boy put his hands in his pockets and straightened his spine. Seen from the back, his neck is smooth and slender, like a proud little swan, male.

Chen Jingdong curled his lips, and childishly made a feint of kicking someone, trying to find his own psychological balance.

Things turned around in the tacit understanding of the two.

Chen Jingdong observed secretly for two days with a heart in his heart, and felt that there was nothing wrong with Fang Kun, so he finally let out his pent-up breath.

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Chen Jingdong missed the original atmosphere of getting along with each other very much, they were very intimate and talked about everything.Like a brother.At least he thought so.

So, on the weekend, in order to break the awkwardness and re-establish friendly relations, the man pondered for a long time and proposed to take Fang Kun to the playground.

"Who's going to the playground? Childish!" Fang Kun took out the T-shirts and pants of the two from the washing machine, put them on the hangers, and hung them outside on the clothes rail.

"Why is it so naive to go to the playground?" Chen Jingdong really couldn't figure out the trajectory of his thinking, it was unimaginable: "Many events can only be played by older children. What about roller coaster high-altitude ejection and the like. Fang Kun, you are not afraid, are you?" ?”

The movement of the young man's hands paused, he glared at the man angrily, and threw his half-dried jeans on him: "You can hang them by yourself."

"Fang Kun'er," Chen Jingdong grabbed him, imitating Zheng Shunshun and adding a different voice, deliberately showing favor: "Don't tell me, what are you doing? You can't be regarded as a nerd if you read every day? Work and rest. That kid Chu Rong took his nephew to play last week, and he said it was good."

The boy bit his lower lip and said nothing, and after a while he nodded reluctantly.

Chen Jingdong was very happy, and reached out to rub the top of the child's head, but the other party dodged it vigilantly.

"You seem to be a little taller." The man was not angry, and raised his wrist to check the time: "Okay, you read first, and I will go to my dad's. When we come back at noon, we will go out to eat. After eating Go to the playground."

"Brother." Chen Jingdong had already walked to the door, and heard Fang Kun calling him behind him.Looking back, the young man took two steps towards him, his expression softened and compromised, and he hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Chen Jingdong waited patiently for the next sentence.

"No, nothing." Fang Kun waved his hands and lowered his head: "I, let's go to Burger King for lunch."