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Su Xing finished class at 11:30, and He Chi waited for him at the entrance of the Children's Palace 10 minutes earlier.

He parked his car by the side of the road and leaned on it to read the news on the web for a while, when Li Lang and Lu Maofa sent him a team invitation, asking him to play in the third row of the game.

He Chi looked at the time, and there were still 15 minutes before the little champion finished class. If he played better, it would be about the same for a round, so he agreed.

Within 5 minutes of the start, He Chi sent a blood.

"Fuck! This old villain!" He was playing a shooter in this game, and the opponent's assassin finished clearing the jungle and ambushed him in the river, and caught him straight. He Chi cursed, lit a cigarette and drank it. The voice in the team scolded Li Lang, "Where the hell are you? Save me!"

"How can I protect this forceful lineup!" Li Lang yelled on the other end of the phone, "Look at our mid laner, he looks like a piece of trash! One tower has fallen! The opponent's field of vision is completely taken up!"

"Fuck you!" Shan Lumao in the trash shouted angrily, "Three people are here to catch me! It's Tianxiu to save my life, understand?!"

They were playing a tower pushing game. He Chi stabilized his growth and led the whole team flying in the mid-term. He pressed the pawn line all the way and pushed to the opponent's high ground. At this time, the children's palace rang the bell for the end of class, and the students came out in twos and threes.

The students in Su Xing's class all recognize this handsome guy who always comes to pick up Teacher Su from class. He has a good figure and long legs. He drives a scooter that has no friends. A few days ago, the boy finally couldn't hold back, and came up to him in a group and asked him: "Big handsome guy, what is your relationship with our teacher Ban Su?"

He Chi put the helmet on his hand and threw it twice, and said with the corners of his mouth curled up, "The young man is so gossip? Ask your teacher Su! He has a thin skin. If I say it, I'm afraid he'll be shy and make trouble for me when I go home, then I Can't bear it."

What he said was very level, on the surface there was no leakage, and there was no valid information. In fact, he said everything that should be said and should not be said at once.

The boys crossed their shoulders, looked at each other, nodded knowingly, and let out a meaningful "oh".

These people are the most troublesome. They always rush to the front after class. When they go out of the gate, they see He Chi on the side of the road, so they wave their arms and call out to him: "Brother Chi!"

"get out of class is over?" He Chi quickly put out his cigarette, turned off the game voice, and greeted them.

"Get down!"

Several boys surrounded He Chi, touching and patting on the motorcycle, their eyes shining.

There is no boy at this age who doesn't like motorcycles, squatting next to the pentagram on the body with a small cut, blinking and asking: "Brother Chi, why do you draw a star on such a cool car?"

He Chi said while playing the game: "What do you know, if this car loses the stars, it will be useless, and it won't be cool anymore."

"Cut." Xiao Cun Tou pouted, "Who are you lying to? A star is not so important."

"Where's your teacher?" He Chi tapped him on the head and asked him, "Why haven't you come out yet?"

"Someone asked him an English question." Little Cun Tou said.

"English question?" He Chi shook his hands, but he didn't release his ultimate move. The character in the game died again. The other party seized the opportunity to make a comeback. He Chi cursed in a low voice, put away his phone and asked, "He doesn't teach English , why ask him English questions?"

"Hey," Xiao Cun Tou was obsessed with studying the pentagram, and answered without raising his head, "He is handsome and powerful, and he can solve all kinds of problems. Many boys and girls in our class love to ask him questions."

He Chi was startled, he slapped the car heavily, and said angrily, "These bastards think I'm dead?!"

After all, Xiaocuntou was still young, so he didn't understand the logic behind it, so he scratched his head and asked, "Does love to ask Mr. Su questions have anything to do with whether you die or not?"

Just at this moment, Su Xing came out, and He Chi impatiently waved at the group of brats a few times: "It's alright, alright, let's all go home for dinner, brother is leaving."

Several boys touched the leather car seat several times and were still reluctant to leave. There was also a kid squatting behind the rear of the car, studying the exhaust pipe.

"Don't touch me, old buddies," He Chi chased away with a smile, "If you touch again, you'll be bald! Hey! The bus is here, go home!"

The No. [-] bus came slowly from across the road, and the boys yelled and swarmed towards the bus stop.

He Chi helped Su Xing put on his helmet, pulled his down jacket to the top, and flicked his chin lightly, shaking a leg, full of hooliganism, and asked casually: "Who asked you English questions? A woman? What gender? How old are you? Strictly confess, and even more strictly resist, hurry up and tell the truth!"

"..." Su Xing stepped into the back seat, folded his arms around his chest, and raised his eyebrows, "What were those boys doing around you just now? What gender? What did you all say? You can't resist, you can only confess , Hurry up and recruit."

He Chi couldn't hold back any longer, and said with a smile, "Those little idiots are not surrounding me, they are surrounding my car. Is it cool for you to say that it's cool for me to pick you up on a motorcycle? Doesn't that mean you have face?"

They would never have imagined that some people who look glamorous on the surface, drive a handsome boyfriend, and drive a cool motorcycle, but in fact, in order to avoid the traffic police, they can only turn here and there in the alleys with potholes.

Su Xing's ass hurt from being shaken in the back seat, and he couldn't speak clearly with his tongue out: "You fucking...don't come next time...I'll take the bus back by myself... ...."

"Don't talk, watch out for flashing your tongue!" He Chi tried to maintain his balance, and said, "Tomorrow I'll change the shock absorber! Make sure it won't bump!"

After bumping all the way, he finally returned to He Chi's small apartment. As soon as the door opened, a strong fragrance rushed towards him.

Su Xing sniffed, took off his coat and hung it on the porch, and asked, "What did you make at home?"

He Chi's heart warmed up. He liked to hear Su Xing say the word "family", as if the two of them were inseparable.

He smiled and asked for credit: "The bone soup I boiled is warmed in the rice cooker, how about it?"

Su Xing patted him on the head with a look of relief, and joked with him, "My brother has grown up, knowing that my brother works hard at work, so I cook for him at home."

"If it's hard work, brother don't go to work," He Chi continued Su Xing's words, put his arms around Su Xing's waist, and said into his ear, "I'll pay you to fall in love with me, okay?"

"How to calculate salary?"

He Chi tilted his head and counted earnestly with his fingers: "Ten yuan for forehead kisses, twenty yuan for mouth kisses, fifty yuan for kisses while hugging, one hundred yuan for kisses while hugging naked, and more money for other places... ..."

Su Xing raised the corners of his lips, deliberately teasing him and said, "Too little, not enough for my brother to eat."

"I haven't finished yet," He Chi grabbed Su Xing's shoulders and pressed him against the shoe cabinet. Su Xing's back leaned against the edge of the shoe cabinet, and his upper body fell backwards. Kneading the position of the glands in the back of the neck, he said inexplicably, "If you give it all to me..."

He Chi's hand was very warm, a little rough but not prickly. Su Xing was like a cat. He felt comfortable being rubbed by him. He felt a fine tingling sensation all over his body. He relaxed his body, half-closed his eyes and smiled, with his toes on the back of He Chi's feet. Gently teasing her upper body, her voice was as soft as her waist: "I'll give you all, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it..."

His long and slender eyelashes were half down, and the tear mole under his eyes, which complemented the cold temperament, gave birth to a bit of coquettishness for no reason.

"Fuck!" He Chi stared at Su Xing fiercely, as if he wanted to strip him off and eat him up. He watched for a while, then couldn't help but cursed, lay on Su Xing, and muttered, "It's already I can't take it anymore, I'm being hardened by you."

Su Xing smiled lazily, pinched the soft flesh on He Chi's lower back, pushed He Chi aside, straightened the crumpled sweater, and entered the room with a straight posture, as if nothing had happened: " Have soup."

He Chi leaned on the shoe cabinet and looked at the back of Su Xing's head. The hair on it was messed up by him just now, and a few locks of hair were raised restlessly.

He smiled and chased after him: "I want to drink the soup I made!"

He Chi suddenly wanted to eat hot pot in the morning. After sending Su Xing to the Children's Palace, he went shopping in the supermarket, bought all the things he could buy, and returned with two catties of bones. Followed the steps on Baidu, Boiled bone broth in a rice cooker as the soup base.

The soup that has been simmering all morning has a strong aroma, and it makes people's index fingers move around the taste.

Su Xing put a handful of vegetables into the pot, and He Chi frowned, put some chopsticks into his bowl to boil mutton, and said, "Eat more meat."

After raising pigs for a few days, Su Xing not only didn't get fat, but also felt a little thinner when held in his arms.On the contrary, it was He Chi himself who went on the scale yesterday and found that he had gained five catties in a week. When he took a shower, he found that his abdominal muscles had also loosened, and his shape was not as clear as before. He was so frightened that he hurriedly found the barbell under the bed and groaned. Hehe raised the iron.

Su Xing is very picky about his food. He thinks the mutton has a strong smell. After grinding the meat with chopsticks for a long time, he didn't finish it. Do you still want to be a hamster? Hamsters are not picky eaters like you, do you know that you are so prone to malnutrition? Look at your small arms and legs, and look at my muscles, eat more meat, good boy!"

Su Xing glanced at He Chi's stomach, took a sip of the soup unhurriedly, and said slowly, "Muscles? The little belly came out."

Hold!How did he find out!

He Chi was startled and almost choked on the potato chips. He took a breath, straightened his chest and drew in his abdomen, tightened his muscles, lifted his shirt and patted his stomach, eager to prove himself: "How can I have a belly? I warn you, don't keep opening your eyes and talking nonsense just because I dote on you."

Su Xing curled his lips, He Chi looked at him with a nonchalant expression, and thought to himself, it's over, his masculinity has dropped greatly!Immediately go online to buy a treadmill and exercise every day!

He held Su Xing's hand and stuck it to his lower abdomen, and asked, "What little belly, I can feel it clearly, is this a big muscle, huh?"

Su Xingkong held a piece of lotus root in his holding hand, and said while chewing, "Small, belly, son."

He Chi curled his lips into a smirk, quickly opened the hem of the casual pants at home with one hand, and grabbed Su Xing's hand with the other and stretched it into the pants.

Su Xing was caught off guard and touched something warm and soft, a bulging bag through his underwear. He realized what it was, hissed, and withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

"Then give me an appraisal. Is the one you just touched a big muscle?" He Chi asked with raised eyebrows.

Su Xing forced himself to stay calm, and put the hand that had just been inserted into He Chi's pants on the pot.

He Chi didn't understand: "What's wrong with your hand? I'll help you with what you need."

Su Xing turned his hands over, palms up, and said lightly: "Steam it, disinfect it."

"..." He Chi laughed out loud, "Okay, little guy, you're cursing me around the corner, aren't you?"

Su Xing coughed twice and withdrew his hand.

He Chi moved the chair, stuck it next to Su Xing, and said in a low voice, "It's not like I haven't touched it, forgot?"

Su Xing was expressionless: "Forgot."

He Chi put down his chopsticks, with a doubtful expression on his face: "Impossible? Someone's hands are sore from touching it, lying on my shoulder and crying, begging that brother is too big and too thick to hold?"

Su Xing, like a cat with its hair blown, immediately retorted with staring eyes: "Impossible, I never said it!"

He Chi raised his eyebrows: "Yo? Remember now? Didn't you forget?"

Su Xing swallowed the swear words that came to his lips, and said, "...I'm full."

He put down the bowl and chopsticks, and walked towards the living room without even wiping his mouth. He Chi hurriedly walked, but He Chi still didn't let him go, and yelled at his back: "Why are your ears red?"

Su Xing didn't turn his head back: "It's steaming."

"Huh?" He Chi said to himself, "Didn't you just steam your hands? Your ears too?"

Su Xing's temples twitched twice: "...shut up!"

He Chi laughed happily.

In the afternoon, He Chi helped Su Xing record the online class video.

A person in charge of the teaching platform specially asked Su Xing to introduce himself as a graduate of a normal school, and he must not reveal that he is still a high school student. In addition, he should dress formally when recording videos, so as not to be too student-like.

Su Xing didn't have many clothes, and he couldn't find any suitable clothes after searching. He Chi asked him to find a shirt in his closet to wear.

Su Xing went to the room to change clothes. He Chi was afraid that he would catch a cold when he came out, so he turned up the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees, and then spread out the small blackboard that he bought during the mid-term make-up class.

After waiting on the sofa with legs crossed for a long time, Su Xing hadn't come out yet, just as he was about to knock on the door to ask what was going on, the phone rang.

Caller ID is a fucking call.

He Chi subconsciously didn't want to answer the call.

Su Xing was still in the room and could come out at any time. He Chi glanced at the closed door, walked to the balcony, and closed the glass door.

The phone rang once, and then rang again relentlessly.

There was no air-conditioning or heating outside, and He Chi was not wearing a coat. A gust of cold wind whizzed past, and He Chi's hands were shaking from the cold. He accidentally pressed the volume up button, and the ringtone rang even more cheerfully.

He didn't know how to describe this feeling, as if he was wearing a heavy shackle on his feet, and he couldn't untie it and couldn't untie it. After all, this was his own mother, and he was born wearing this lock.

After having Su Xing, he was immersed in happiness every day, almost forgetting the heavy shackles on his feet.

"Hello?" He Chi sighed softly and pressed the answer button.

"Xiao Chi," Guan Xinxin's voice was a bit strange. Her tone sounded calm, but when she listened carefully, she was a little bit excited and joyful. Every word she uttered trembled imperceptibly, "The old man has a sudden cerebral infarction. , I might not be able to survive this time.”