Heart distance

Han Ziqi retracted his foot in a panic, but he had nowhere to put it because he was stained with some wet massage oil. He hung in the air and was gently pulled back by the man.

"Be honest." Han Tingsong ordered.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, the man's technique is controlled with just the right intensity, which is a hundred times stronger than his own random smearing.

After the massage, Han Tingsong lowered his head, carefully wiped off his uninjured skin with paper, then wrapped his feet with plastic wrap, and put them gently on the bed, "Remember to remove the plastic wrap before going to bed."

No matter how gentle the other party's actions and tone are, how flustered the heart reflected in him.

Before waiting for his reply, Han Tingsong continued: "Can I help you then?"

"Need not."

"That's fine, you go to bed early." Han Tingsong tidied up the table and lightly knocked on the door.

After there was no movement outside the door, Han Ziqi got up and locked the door, and took out the small mirror from the drawer.

The ears are still red, and I don't know how long it has been red.

What that person said was just to amuse him.

Why take it seriously.

Han Ziqi opened the live broadcast room.

"Date is so punctual today, praise, send a small red flower, okay!"

"Yoho~ Good evening, is your boyfriend in a better mood today?"

"Aren't you happy today? Can you tell me the biology question? I'm still waiting for you!"

"I hope my boyfriend is happy today."

It was only after seeing the barrage that Han Ziqi realized that his recent situation was uncertain.Why care about a few words of an irrelevant person, that person will tell him, and maybe he will tell others the next day.

After all, the greater the hope, the greater the probability of disappointment.Those who give the most will always lose more.

"Well, send me the question again and I'll take a look." Han Ziqi came back to his senses, "If other people have any questions, please send them to me."

"Let's talk about the questions first, and then brush up the questions."

"I, me, date elementary school numbers can be solved? My sister asked me a math question today. I can't even understand the question, but I'm blown out. Wait online, hurry up!"

"Well, send it here."

"That's okay too? Can you do kindergarten quizzes? I'm almost driven crazy by my brother."

"What about the 100 prenatal education questions for mother? Can date help out? If you answer all the questions correctly, you can get a plate of eggs. My mother also drove me crazy, date, please take a look at the baby!"

Han Ziqi: "..."

His foot was injured and he was unable to move, so Han Ziqi turned down Fang Wenyu's tutoring class this week.However, the latter proposed video teaching because the mid-term exam was approaching.

At two o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday, Han Ziqi added his QQ account and opened the video invitation as scheduled.

Fang Wenyu on the screen is still dressed as a girl, with double ponytails and a pure white suspender skirt.

"Ziqi, I can't see you here." Fang Wenyu expressed a slightly anxious expression, "Did you not turn on the camera?"

"Ah."

"Is it inconvenient to drive? But if you can't see people, it's really inconvenient." Fang Wenyu tentatively said: "Your foot is injured, I really shouldn't bother you so much, but the exam is coming soon, and I'm a little anxious."

"So... really please."

Han Ziqi pinched the bridge of his nose and turned on the camera, "Can you see it?"

Fang Wenyu smiled brightly, "Well, it's very clear."

The other party sent him a photo of the homework, and Han Ziqi was helping with the answers.

"Children, do you eat oranges? They are very sweet."

The man who pushed the door and entered saw the video, and realized that he came at the wrong time, so he hurriedly closed the door.

"Who is it?" Fang Wenyu asked.

"My brother." Han Ziqi responded casually.

"Don't lie to me, that voice is not your brother at all, your brother is obviously a fool, don't think I..." In the middle of speaking, Fang Wenyu realized that he said something that shouldn't be said, and hurriedly changed his words, "Sorry, I didn't mean it, I just care about you, after all, a rude stranger suddenly came to your house, I just..."

Han Ziqi was too lazy to listen to a long speech, "The eight questions are wrong, look at the questions."

Fang Wenyu hesitated to speak, worried that he would offend the young man, so he was forced to shut up.

In the next few days, the frequency of Fang Wenyu's questions increased linearly, and there were often cases where the words were not clear and needed to be explained over the phone.

In the matter of tutoring Fang Wenyu's homework, Han Ziqi was not voluntary, let alone impatient.But because of his brother's work, he silently accepted it.

Two other adult men at home were sitting at the dining table, staring at Han Ziqi who was talking to someone on the sofa.

Han Tingsong leaned closer to Han Sijun's ear, "Your brother is not quite right recently, why are you chatting with people all day long?"

"I, I, I found out too." Han Sijun lowered his voice and said suspiciously: "I watched TV shows that middle school students like puppy love very much, and puppy love affects their studies."

"But my younger brother still has to go to college, and my younger brother can't fall in love early."

"So, according to your point of view, this matter... shall we take care of it or not?"

Han Sijun's tone was firm, and he pretended to stroke his beard for a moment to think about it, "Come on!"

"Okay, Master Han, go quickly to discuss countermeasures with others, remember to stay still, and wait for me to meet him first."

"Then it's up to you, brother, please accept my worship first."

"There is gold under the man's knees, Mr. Han please hurry up." Han Tingsong pretended to be serious, "There are still a few adults downstairs waiting for you to learn chess skills, don't let others wait."

"The minister has received the decree, and the minister will leave first." Han Sijun blessed his body, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

"Aiqing is flat."

Han Ziqi held up his mobile phone, glanced at the two people on the table, and ignored them.

Recently, his brother suddenly fell in love with playing role-playing games, and Han Tingsong and Han Tingsong were each other's emperor and minister, with family and country feelings, and the community of the world.

Han Ziqi was no stranger to it.

After Han Sijun went downstairs, Han Tingsong came directly to the young man and took his cell phone back, "We need to talk."

Simple and straightforward.

Han Ziqi sat on the sofa calmly, "What are you talking about?"

"What type of man do you like?"

Han Ziqi still thought that this man was sick, "Who told you that I like men?"

"There are many old men now who only lie to children like you. You are inexperienced and easily deceived." Han Tingsong said earnestly, "You have to listen to me about this matter."

Han Ziqi suspected that this person had been stimulated recently, "Who do you think I am?"

"First, I don't have a puppy crush. Second, I don't like men. Third," Han Ziqi held out his hand, "give me back my phone."

"You chat with men every day, how dare you say you don't like men?"

"Which eye of yours saw me chatting with a man?"

Han Tingsong refused to admit defeat, and raised his mobile phone, "Here is the evidence."

Han Ziqi took back the phone, opened it in front of Han Tingsong, and the top chat interface appeared in front of his eyes.

The profile picture is a girl with twin ponytails. Han Ziqi deliberately clicked on the other party's circle of friends, all of which are selfies of girls' life.

"See? It's not a man."

This situation is obviously not what Han Tingsong expected, looking at the photo, he is speechless.

"No matter what your intentions are, my business has nothing to do with you." The boy ignored him and returned to the room.

After closing the door, he could still hear the voice outside, "Child, you really don't like men?"

"Am I really wrong? It's impossible..."

"Hey, even if it's a girl, don't make trouble for the little girl."

Han Ziqi, who was stuck on the door, swiped open his phone, looked at Fang Wenyu's circle of friends, and couldn't help shaking his head.

It's really hard to tell the gender of the people in the photos.

Sanda class on Wednesday afternoon.

Han Tingsong refused him to attend class on the grounds that his foot had not fully recovered.

Helpless, Han Ziqi could only sit at the side of the gymnasium and watch.

Before class, Chang Qi came to him on purpose, "Dashuai Han, do you have your cell phone?"

Han Ziqi took it out and handed it to him.

Chang Qi didn't answer, "I don't need it, just ask you to record a video for me."

"Record what?"

"Of course it's Teacher Luhan." Chang Qi scratched his head, "Recently Li Zeran keeps asking me about the moves I learned in class, and I'm not good at learning them, so you just help me record them, and I'll consolidate them after class."

"I've never seen you so serious in class."

"Can it be the same." Chang Qi said, "I'm not doing it for that little guy, so that he won't be able to learn and be bullied again."

The class bell rang, and Chang Qi ordered to return to the team.

Han Ziqi sat on the edge of the stands bored. Since Han Tingsong started to demonstrate the movements, he has already taken out his mobile phone.

In order to make the video clearer, Han Ziqi deliberately increased the focal length.

Han Tingsong in the picture is wearing a simple and clean white T-shirt. With the range of movements, the hem of the clothes flies up, revealing a tight waist curve.

Han Ziqi remembered the scene when the man undressed him the first day he came to his house.At that time, even though the lights in the room were dim, the man's firm chest and abs could be seen clearly.

Strange thoughts made his throat tight, Han Ziqi pulled himself back from his memories, and his eyes fell back to the video he was shooting.

Han Tingsong stopped his movements, raised his head suddenly, and raised the corners of his mouth towards him in the video.

The author has something to say:

Oops, the secret filming was discovered by the person concerned, maybe this is the legendary death scene of a large society.