Sentimental charm

"By the way, just now I heard from Li Liang that your waist was injured. How about it? It's nothing to worry about. If you say something, I'll settle that bastard who plotted against you!"

Xiao Sheng finally had a bit of conscience, and he still remembered to greet Xue Zihan, but Xue Zihan didn't have any more feelings, not as good as Xi Chuan's concerned eyes.

For the former, it may be a habit. Whether you greet in a low voice or not has no effect on the relationship between Xue Zihan and Xiaosheng. He and Xiaosheng are the best friends. Friends don't have to be mixed with the wonderful fantasy of love.

As for the latter, although Xue Zihan has always been defined by friends in his heart, his expectations and fantasies far exceed the feelings between friends.

Xue Zihan is not mature enough, he would not have thought that he would have feelings for a boy, and his affection for Xi Chuan is only because he likes this guy and is willing to be friends with him.

Xue Zihan is different from Xi Chuan. Before meeting Xi Chuan, he had never had such affection for a boy, even though he sometimes glanced more at male models in magazines.

This is only out of admiration and comparison for young boys who have not yet fully developed. More importantly, Xue Zihan had a girlfriend. Although he didn't even hold hands, at least Xue Zihan thought it was normal for him. He was not like Xi Chuan. trouble.

For Xi Chuan's expectations and fantasies, the uncontrollable emotions Xue Zihan had never encountered before.

Xue Zihan won't seriously look for the root of the matter, instead of making himself unhappy, why not live freely according to his mood.

At this age, the two boys have a good relationship and will not arouse other people's curiosity at all. Xue Zihan's brain that has a thread of love will not notice it earlier than others.

Xue Zihan had just hung up the phone in a low voice, and before he had time to think about what to say to his stern father, Xi Chuan came running over, sweating profusely.

Xue Zihan felt that Xi Chuan, who was sweating profusely, was particularly good-looking, and his male hormones were stimulated.

Xi Chuan had beads of sweat hanging on his forehead, and a pretty face that became more lively because of sports, flamboyant and wild, sweeping away his dull nature, like pear blossoms in full bloom in summer, full of vitality.

Xue Zihan instinctively thought of pear blossoms in full bloom in summer, pure and white, like snow flying all over the sky, pure without a trace of turbidity.

Xue Zihan doesn't like the kind of boys who look like girls, but real boys, boys with the true qualities of men, "Hey, slow down!" Seeing Xichuan panting, Xue Zihan couldn't help reminding Xichuan to adjust his breath, don't I'm out of luck.

"It's okay! I have trained like this before, but I have never met such a strict teacher!" Xi Chuan took advantage of the break and ran over to accompany the boring Xue Zihan for a while.

Xue Zihan didn't let Xichuan sit down to rest, but stood up and made some short adjustments with Xichuan himself to avoid muscle cramps and the like.

"You guys will have to suffer in the future. It's a devil's training. I really can't see it. You have such good endurance. You really should go for a long-distance run."

"When I meet you, I will run second at most, so it's better to run 200 meters! You are so good!"

Xi Chuan's eyes were full of admiration for Xue Zihan, a child who had no worries about food and clothing had such a good sports talent.

Xi Chuan's adoring eyes greatly satisfied Xue Zihan's vanity. As a boy, he was happy to be worshiped by someone he liked, and he was still a man. Xue Zihan was not as far-reaching as he thought, but he was happy.

"You're not lazy, I almost lost to you in the 100 meters last time!"

For Xichuan, Xue Zihan is not afraid to surrender his sincere heart, even if it is his own shady weakness.

"I didn't know you were so good at first, but now I do. Fortunately, I chose 200 meters instead of fighting against you!" Xi Chuan was happy for his wise choice.

Xue Zihan involuntarily snatched the towel from Xi Chuan's hand, and wiped the sweat off his forehead, Xi Chuan didn't care, anyway, he was too tired to raise his hand now, so why not do it with Xue Zihan at his service.

"Well, whose call was it just now? Is it Liu Jiu's business?"

Although Xi Chuan knew that it was immoral to pry into other people's privacy, but he accidentally saw Xue Zihan making a long phone call just now, and he still kept it in his mind.