Unbearable

Ji Zhonghan quietly put his head back, not making a sound to disturb the scene in front of him.

When people are vulnerable, Feng Qi rarely shows his sad appearance in front of Ji Zhonghan.

At least when he grows up, Feng Qi won't be able to.

This is different from acting like a baby, it is something more personal to Feng Qi himself.He didn't know what Feng Qi was sad about, whether he was worried about tomorrow's confession, or simply hated rainy days.

Feng Qi hated rainy days. Lin Jin and Feng Xinglu had divorced before.

It was also such a rainy day, Lin Jin packed his luggage and was about to leave under the heavy rain. Feng Qi, who was only ten years old, thought that his mother would never come back after leaving.

That was the first time Ji Zhonghan heard Feng Qi crying. He held his mother's hand and wanted to go with her, but Lin Jin pushed her away.

Ji Zhonghan watched Feng Qi cry upstairs, and cried along with him, feeling distressed and scared.

Mei Yuling held him in her arms and coaxed him, but she couldn't coax him well for a long time.

Ji Zhonghan grabbed Mei Yuling's collar and twitched, asking why Feng Qi couldn't really be his brother.

Don't they all say that the relationship between the two of them is better than brothers?

He can distribute his mother and father to Feng Qi, as long as Feng Qi doesn't suffer anymore.

Thinking of the past, Ji Zhonghan quickly took a shower and decided to go out quickly.

At this time, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open, Feng Qi had finished smoking, the smell of cigarettes on his body aggressively impacted the light fragrance in the bathroom, like an ambiguous invasion.

Feng Qi lowered his eyes and didn't look at Ji Zhonghan much, he quickly took off his shirt.

The wet hair was curled, lining the outline of Feng Qi, like a mixed race, with perfect and delicate lines.

Ji Zhonghan was about to scold, but asked Feng Qi why he came in without knocking on the door, looking at Feng Qi's face, he forgot the words for a while.

When he recovered, Feng Qi looked at him with a funny face and asked him, "What are you looking at?"

Ji Zhonghan turned off the water, pulled the towel next to him and wrapped it around his body: "Why don't you knock on the door."

Feng Qi was already unbuttoning his belt, the metal buckle shimmering between his slender fingers: "You wash too slowly, I'm cold."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qi took off his trousers, revealing his tight waist and the mermaid line submerged in the edge of his underwear.

These words left Ji Zhonghan speechless, he tightened the bath towel: "Okay, I'll leave the bathroom to you."

After speaking, Ji Zhonghan couldn't help but linger on Feng Qi's waist.

The figure is really good, it is the appearance that all men desire to practice.

No wonder the fight started...so fierce.

When he came to the door, Feng Qi was still blocking him, he squeezed the bathroom so small that it felt small.

Ji Zhonghan felt that his nostrils were filled with the smell of Feng Qi, which made him a little dizzy: "I'll go out and get you a bathrobe, and I'll boil water for you by the way, do you want coffee?"

Only then did Feng Qi step aside and said that he didn't want coffee, it was bitter.

Ji Zhonghan, who had just taken a shower, was warm and slippery, and when he passed by, he and Feng Qi inevitably rubbed against each other.

Feng Qi's body was like cold marble, cold and hard, which made him shiver.

Ji Zhonghan couldn't help but pressed Feng Qi's shoulder with his palm, and rubbed it: "Take a bath quickly, don't catch a cold."

Feng Qi suddenly grabbed his wrist, and Feng Qi's palm was hot against his body.

When Ji Zhonghan reacted, the other party threw his hand away in disgust, and urged: "Get out quickly, don't get in the way here."

Ji Zhonghan was speechless and wanted to stare at Feng Qi, but someone pushed his shoulder hard, and Feng Qi slammed the door in front of him.

It seems that he really can't wait to take a shower, and Ji Zhonghan's concern is really getting in the way.

Ji Zhonghan threatened naively: "I won't make you coffee anymore!"

The only response to him was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom.

The louder the rain, the quieter the room seemed.Ji Zhonghan was wearing the bathrobe provided by the hotel, curled up on the sofa, and lost his mind under the heat of the kettle.

It seems that Feng Qi has been washing for a long time, the kettle has been boiled to keep warm, and even the coffee is not steaming, but Feng Qi is still washing.

Ji Zhonghan was a little worried, he came to the bathroom door barefoot, knocked on the door, but no one answered him.

"I came in?" Ji Zhonghan said, but no one paid any attention to him.

In a hurry, he pushed open the door.

Everything broke into his eyes so suddenly, the picture in front of him was Feng Qi's body with his back to him, leaning on the wall with one hand.

The back of the boy, or already a man, is slightly arched, his back muscles are full, and he undulates powerfully.And it was his right hand that was in front of him that stretched his back muscles.

Across the ribs, covering the lower abdomen.

Ji Zhonghan would not be ignorant of what Feng Qi was doing, he was terrified, this is different from seeing a good brother naked, it is a more private and shameful thing.

He wanted to retreat, but his foot slipped, and his back hit the glass door loudly.

Feng Qi's movements stopped immediately, he turned his head in the steam, and glanced at Ji Zhonghan in a haze.

His eyelashes were wet and his cheekbones were tinged with red.

Feng Qi's sight was a little out of focus, and his brows were interrupted into a frown.

The look that fell on Ji Zhonghan was both anxious and dissatisfied.

Ji Zhonghan stood up straight in a panic, holding the washbasin in his hand, stammering and trying to explain: "I thought you fainted...you haven't come out yet."

Feng Qi withdrew his gaze, he didn't make a sound to chase Ji Zhonghan out, but continued what he was doing.

He seems to be coming to an end, his back muscles are tense and ready to go, Ji Zhonghan doesn't know why he hasn't exited the bathroom yet.

All the sounds were infinitely amplified by his ears, the sound of every drop of water hitting the ground, the buzzing of the exhaust fan, and the movement hidden in the sound, which made people's ears red when they heard it.

Not long after, Feng Qi let out a muffled snort, and soon there was another smell in the bathroom besides the smell of shower gel, which was different from Ji Zhonghan's own.

Feng Qi's is more intense, full of... hormones.

He regained his mind in this smell, Ji Zhonghan hurriedly held the door and went out, the door was slammed loudly, louder than the faint thunder outside.

Ji Zhonghan quickly ran to the bed, and got in right away.He covered himself with a thick quilt and pressed his hands to his ears.

His ears were extremely hot, and he seemed to hear the sound of blood rushing, and the sound of a heartbeat that could hardly be covered by the blanket.

There's nothing to be shy about, isn't that what men do?

He can do it himself, but very rarely. Since he was a boy, the boys around him will have this need, say a lot of strange things, and flirt with the girls in the class.

But Ji Zhonghan never does, he only responds occasionally when he dreams.

Often there is no specific content in the dream, and there was even a time when he was lying in the river, and the river was turbulently walking on him.And he felt strangely in this torrent.

The bathroom door opened and footsteps sounded, it was Feng Qi who came out.

Ji Zhonghan wrapped the quilt tightly and hid it inside, as if it was a snail's shell.

As long as the seal is not opened, he can hide himself in it for a lifetime.

Feng Qi didn't lift his quilt, but turned on the TV, and the male protagonist on the TV was asking the female protagonist: "Why are you shy, isn't this a normal thing?"

This line is really damn appropriate.

And Feng Qi seemed to be attracted by the plot of this TV series, so he didn't change the channel again.

Creaking, it was the sound of a chair being sat down and a bottle of drink being opened.

After Feng Qi sat down, he probably put his feet on the bed, and he felt kicked near his thigh.

The male protagonist is still speaking without vision: "You are so shy, is it because you like me?"

Ji Zhonghan suddenly opened the quilt first, and looked at Feng Qi.

Feng Qi leaned loosely on the chair. He was also wearing a bathrobe, but the bathrobe looked too small on him, and the neckline couldn't be closed, and it was loosely open.

Most of the thighs extending from the hem were exposed because they were resting on the bed.

Feng Qi held a bottle of beer in his hand and drank it slowly.But his gaze didn't fall on the TV, but kept on looking at the bed, on Ji Zhonghan.

Ji Zhonghan originally wanted him to turn off the TV, but when he saw Feng Qi's appearance, he wanted to tell him to get dressed again, but finally his eyes fell on the beer, and he only managed to say: "How can you drink?!"

Feng Qi squinted at him, swallowed the beer in his mouth, and said, "I always drink."

Ji Zhonghan suddenly felt calmer, he loosened the quilt in his hand: "When did you learn it, why don't I know?"

Feng Qi licked the residual beer foam on his lower lip, and said in a low voice, "The things you don't know... it's not just this one."