Misfortune comes from the mouth

After going back, Qiao Qingze received the benefits. Faced with this kind of thing, of course, he asked the reason after the sex was over. He was satisfied just yesterday, and this time his actions were much gentler, and he didn't show up again to make He Chaji feel bad. No way.

The two of them were lying on the bed afterwards, and He Chaji blinked happily at him. He was also very refreshed today, a little tired but not as tired as yesterday. This level was just right for him: "How often do you think it's better for us ?”

"?" Qiao Qingze hugged him, looked at him and raised his eyebrows in doubt.

"Zhou Peirong told me that the reason you worked so hard yesterday was because I didn't feed you enough," He Chaji propped himself up from his arms, and looked at Qiao Qingze with clear eyes, with a happy light in his eyes, which made people feel ashamed just looking at him. Want to smile," she said, raising the frequency to fix that."

It was rare for Qiao Qingze to feel that Zhou Peirong was right. He looked at He Chaji and asked humbly, "Then how often do you think?"

He Chaji thought about this question in class today, and now he answered without hesitation: "Two or three times a week."

Qiao Qingze frowned a little dissatisfied: "Four or five times?"

He Chaji kicked him under the quilt, and then glared at him: "Old Qiao, you are exhausted, be careful to die on me."

It was very awkward to say such words from the mouth of the person concerned, Qiao Qingze couldn't help but stare at He Chaji who didn't realize it for a while, and finally agreed.

It doesn't matter, he has the final say on such matters, and it doesn't matter what the verbal agreement is.

Qiao Qingze smiled happily, bowed his head and kissed He Chaji's lips: "Get up, we are going to have dinner."

He put on his clothes first, and then brought He Chaji's clothes over. He Chaji dressed slowly, and suddenly remembered one thing: "When will the ranking of this competition come out?"

"It will be fine in a few days, but the next competition is still early." Qiao Qingze knew that he remembered that message, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, I will be very gentle this time."

The simple He Chaji just believed it, and when he got down in the rankings and was fucked to death, he realized... Damn it, if he believes anything Qiao Qingze said about sex again, he's a dog!

Anyway, Qiao Qingze was very happy, while He Chaji was in pain but also happy.

After living this kind of life, I got used to it, at least He Chaji persisted for longer and longer.

By the end of this semester, He Chaji had been able to hold on to Qiao Qingze for two or three rounds, which had to be said to be an improvement.

This semester, He Chaji studied very seriously, and the final final exam was not difficult for him. He also passed A1 in Spanish, which was really rewarding. It stands to reason that going home is not a pain in the ass for him. However, he has been talking with Qiao Qingze for more than half a year, and he wants to come out to his parents.

Qiao Qingze meant that he didn't need to be so fast. He revealed to Qiao's parents that he might like men on the phone this semester, which aroused great opposition from them. He hoped to convince his parents first and then He Chaji's. .

After all, as a qualified little gong, he felt that he had to bear some pressure on He Chaji.

He Chaji sat on the plane and listened to his explanation, and when he got home, he turned around and told his mother: "Mom, I think I might like men."

Mother He dug her ears and blinked at him. Her eyes were very similar to He Chaji's. Even though she was over 40, they were still big and bright, and she looked very beautiful: "I seem to be hallucinating, you What did you just say?"

"It's not an auditory hallucination, Mom, I said I like men." He Chaji pursed his lips and stared at his mother.

Mother He was stunned for a few seconds, and stared straight at He Chaji. He Chaji felt a little guilty, but he knew that Qiao Qingze was fighting with Qiao's father and mother Qiao recently, and all calls from Qiao's mother came to his mobile phone Let him persuade Qiao Qingze, so he can't fall behind.

Qiao Qingze couldn't bear this kind of pressure alone. Without thinking about it, Qiao Qingze planned to take care of their family and then help him take care of his parents. How could this be possible?After all, he is also a man, so he can't always shrink behind Qiao Qingze's back, and he can't rely on him to solve everything.

He Chaji tried his best to look directly at Mother He's eyes that were exactly the same as his. Father He had always liked Qiao Qingze more than him, and Mother He was still very gentle to him. He knew that his behavior might be a little unfilial, but he It's already bent, so I can't marry Qiao Qingze with the other two little girls. It's better to tell them earlier about it later.

He had already prepared for a long-term war of resistance.

Mother He has always been very weak and gentle in He Chaji's heart. She listened to Father He's words in most things. Persuasion is useless.

At this moment, Mother He's expression seemed to calm down suddenly. She stared at He Chaji for a long time, and finally sighed a little sadly: "Who is it?"

"No one, I'm just not interested in girls." He Chaji looked away, and Mother He stroked He Chaji's hair, as if very helpless, with a gentle tone in her tone: "Coffee table, mom Knowing you, you would never say such a thing without a partner."

"And you used to like the little girl very much, how could you say you don't like it and you don't like it?" Mother He didn't seem angry, but looked at He Chaji with a little disappointment, He Chaji looked at her, and quickly Averting her eyes, Mother He sighed again, her expression was a little tired, and she sat down on the sofa slowly, "Coffee table, Mom just wants to know if you are on a whim or are you sure?"

"I'm sure." He Chaji's answer this time was very straightforward. Mother He was silent for a while, and said, "Is it Qiao Qingze?"

He Chaji hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Now Mother He really couldn't say anything. She originally wanted to talk about social pressure, but she had also seen Qiao Qingze's protectiveness towards He Chaji. No matter how she looked at it, it was impossible to let He Cha Ji was wronged, and Qiao Qingze himself was a very powerful person, so she felt that it might not be bad for her silly son to follow Qiao Qingze.

Although she doesn't support same-sex love, she doesn't feel very surprised if the object is Qiao Qingze. You must know that Qiao Qingze treats He Chaji better than his father treats his son. She used to worry about two boys being so Maybe something will happen, now that she is really told about such a thing, she has a feeling of "it really is".

Mother He sighed, sat on the sofa and closed her eyes. He Chaji knew that this was her mother's acquiescence, and he felt a little guilty, but Mother He was much better at persuading than Father He. Persimmons always have to be soft Well, it can't be the epic Papa He right from the start.

Father He went shopping, and when he came back, he carried a bunch of things, threw them on the shoe cabinet at the entrance, and called inside, "My wife, come quickly and pick up the things."

Mother He didn't want to move, so He Chaji gritted her teeth and walked over to carry the bag into the living room, then turned to the happy Father He and said, "Dad, I have something to say."

"It's so formal, don't you have enough money?" Father He went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and said with a smile, "I told you earlier that if you learn from Qiao Qingze, you will make money by yourself."

Hearing Qiao Qingze's name, He Chaji immediately hesitated even more, but still gritted his teeth and continued: "Dad, I might like men."

He's father's reaction was much more intense than that of He's mother. He seemed to have chewed this sentence several times in his mind before he realized it. Throw it over there.

He Chaji didn't dare to hide, of course throwing a pillow on his body didn't hurt too much, Father He didn't feel relieved after throwing a pillow, walked around the living room, picked up the ashtray made of glass and threw it at He Chaji's side In the past, it was too late for He's mother to stop him, so He Chaji endured this forcefully in order to calm down He's father.

The ashtray hit his shoulder, collided with the bone, and made a loud sound. Father He didn't seem satisfied, and finally picked up the decorative vase next to the TV, and wanted to drink He Cha aggressively. Fortunately, Mother He originally wanted to let him vent, but seeing him like this, she couldn't help but stop in front of He Chaji, and her usually gentle and gentle voice seemed a little tougher now: "What are you doing? Do you want to kill your son?! Why don't you just kill me?"

"This embarrassing thing! It's embarrassing to my He family!" Dad He's eyes were red with anger, holding a vase in his hand, and his breathing became very short of breath, "My He family has a homosexual! How dare you Still stopping me? This kind of thing should be beaten to death!"

He Chaji stood there silently. He had listened to Father He complimenting other people's children since he was a child, and he had never received any compliments from Father He. Even if he got full marks in the exam when he was young, Father He would never praise him. , will only teach him not to be proud, others have done much better than him in the exam.

Before, he asked Mother He if he was his father's biological son.

He sometimes thinks that if Qiao Qingze hadn't taken care of him like a father and brother since he was a child, he might have grown crooked by now.

"You can't do anything, why don't you learn from Qiao Qingze?!" Father He felt his hands a little sore while holding the vase, but he didn't let it go for the sake of face, which made him feel even worse. Together, why don't you learn from other people's good aspects?!—Don't stop me, I will kill him today! My He family doesn't have a descendant like him!"

Mother He finally couldn't help but exploded, and stopped in front of He Chaji, yelling and crying: "Enough! Who is your son? Since you were young, it's fine if you don't praise the tea table, and you will only hit him. I I really feel wronged by the coffee table! Who do you think the coffee table is in love with? It's Qiao Qingze!"

Father He was speechless for a moment, and Mother He wiped away her tears when she saw that she was calming him down, and calmed down a little: "Don't rush to disagree, since childhood, if Qiao Qingze hadn't taken care of the coffee table and said Maybe he won't be able to go to college now—in short, I agree with this matter."

Father He wanted to say something more, but Mother He became tough in a rare way, begging him to shut up, and said calmly: "If you don't agree, we will get a divorce."

"What did you say?!" Father He put the vase down, looked at his wife who had been gentle for more than 20 years with wide eyes, and couldn't believe that she said such words. Mother He continued: "Since you feel ashamed , then don’t recognize his son, he will be my surname after the divorce.”

Father He held back for a long time, feeling that he couldn't swallow the breath, but there was nothing he could do. In the end, he just changed his shoes and left the house angrily. This matter is temporarily over.

"Mom." He Chaji poked Mama He who was standing in front of him, Mama He turned her head to look at him, her usually gentle face was not so weak at this time, she cast a puzzled look, He Cha Ji knew that she must be in a bad mood now, so she deliberately frowned, "Mom, Wang Chaji sounds so ugly."

Mother He smiled helplessly, and poked his forehead with her hand.

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