"Leo sent me a message."
Zhang Xingzhi held the water glass and moved towards the motionless person on the bed, scratching the phone in his hand and said.
"I'm suing you again to keep you away from me." Zhong Yi buried his face in the pillow, his voice was muffled, and his fatigue was obvious.
Zhang Xingzhi: "No, just ask me if I listened to what he said earlier."
"There's no difference." As he said that, Zhong Yiweng rejected the water glass he handed to him in a ugly voice, "Do you know how much you got inside me, it will flow out as soon as I sit up."
"Then let it out." Zhang Xingzhi didn't think it was a problem at all.
"No, when it comes out, you'll tell me that you can try again without lotion." Zhong Yi now knows Zhang Xingzhi's routines like the back of his hand, and started negotiating terms with people while hugging the pillow, "Unless you promise me now You won't come again tonight, otherwise I wouldn't drink a sip of water."
After all, what the two of them do all day requires more water, and Zhang Xingzhi will try every means to coax him to drink water every time.
Zhang Xingzhi looked at the person on his bed covered with marks and paused for a second, then said, "Okay, come back tomorrow."
Zhong Yi: "..."
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Zhong Yi laughed angrily: "You are better at business than Liang Sili."
When Zhong Yi managed to touch his waist and got up from the bed, the first mouthful of water fell down his throat, and he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing that he was old.
Zhang Xingzhi leaned against the bed and looked at the person, without moving his hands or mouth, just looked, and then said seriously: "I can't tell."
Zhong Yi's short hair spread all over his shoulders, he turned his head to look back at the past with his water glass in his hand, and said with pursed lips, "It's just because you haven't slept with anyone else, you can just find some people in their early twenties and feel it."
As he said that, Zhong Yi glanced at him suggestively at himself, and teased him deliberately: "Our teacher Zhang is so good, the market must be particularly good."
But Zhang Xingzhi just looked at him and didn't speak.
Zhong Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you believe me? Many little boys like you, and your bedding is good."
Zhang Xingzhi suddenly heard an unfamiliar word: "Bedding? How do you count?"
Zhong Yi just finished drinking the last sip of water, raised his hand and shook the empty glass in his hand, and said with a smile, "That's fine, I've never drank the water my bedmate poured for me before."
Just as Zhang Xingzhi was thinking about it, Zhong Yi continued: "I'm serious, you can find someone younger to try, and you will have more fun."
Zhang Xingzhi also asked seriously: "Why?"
Every time Zhong Yi was struck by Zhang Xingzhi's stubborn or pure energy, he said, "If you find a boy, I promise they won't limit your number of times. They have more tricks than me."
Zhang Xingzhi was silent for a while, the focus of consideration was not on himself at all: "You don't like it?"
"Where did you come to this conclusion?" Zhong Yi laughed. After sitting like this for a while, he felt his back ache. He turned around and wanted to put the water glass back on the bedside table, but he didn't have the strength to control the mud between his bones. After putting it down, he lay back to his previous position, hugged the pillow and said, "I taught you what you know. If I don't like it, I won't teach you that way."
Zhang Xingzhi is as clean as a mirror in this regard, he can accurately respond to any reaction he has, and all preferences are clearly reflected in this mirror.
He used to like to play tricks, but he got tired of it when he got older. Liang Sili always teased him that he had seen all the fireworks in the world and returned to the basics.
Zhang Xingzhi went straight to the ball as always: "So you want me to learn something from others?"
Zhong Yi glanced at him angrily: "Who are you looking down on? Let me tell you, I still remember the two times you buttoned me. With me here, do you still need to learn from others? Teacher, just feel it, Zhang Liao has already hanged on your tree, you, as an older brother, are you going to accompany me to hang you too?"
At this point, the words are too white to be white.
In fact, when the two of them first got to bed, Zhang Xingzhi said that Leo seemed to be at the door.
Zhong didn't believe it, until he was standing in the bathroom taking off the concealer, and Zhang Xingzhi showed him the real-time monitoring of his door on his mobile phone.
There was really one sitting on the doorstep, with that body and the black vest, it was ten to ten that Zhang Liao didn't run away.
Zhong Yi recalled the previous performances of the two from the garage to the door, and was a little tongue-tied: "He came to see you so late, didn't he say hello to you in advance?"
Zhang Xingzhi looked at the screen as if he had pressed the pause button, and the child sitting motionless on the steps shook his head.
Zhong Yi glanced at him, and didn't ask how he found out that someone was there just now, he just scolded: "You know he's there, why are you still like that?"
Zhang Xingzhi exited the program and looked at him: "What kind?"
Zhong Yi also looked at him: "It's touching me again, and it's talking about what's there and what's not."
Almost immediately, a smile appeared in Zhang Xingzhi's eyes, he looked at the person in the mirror and said every word: "'I really didn't expect that one day someone would try to make me moral', these words are true. Did you say that, Teacher Zhong?"
Not only that, but not a single word.
Zhong Yi was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head and laughed out loud, and said confidently: "I said it, what's the matter, double standards are not allowed?"
Zhang Xingzhi didn't say whether it was possible or not, but asked if the concealer had been removed.
Later, Leo sent a message to Zhang Xingzhi asking him if he had listened to what he said. It had been half an hour since they entered the house, and Zhang Xingzhi only saw it after ten minutes.
"Then you told him 'I listened', did he message you back later?" Zhong Yi hugged the pillow and looked at him.
Zhang Xingzhi shook his head.
"Could you still be sitting at the bottom?" In fact, Zhong Yi was a little worried about Zhang Liao, a single-minded player, and said, "If he really sat at the bottom all night today, you are absolutely responsible, Mr. Zhang."
Zhang Xingzhi: "Huh?"
"Although it won't reach the level of Liang Sili and Ji Haochuan, Zhang Liao is really like you in some respects." If it weren't for the age mismatch, Zhong Yi once doubted Zhang Liao and Zhang Liao. What is the relationship between action and stop
Hearing the meaning of Zhong Yi's words, Zhang Xingzhi took out his mobile phone again, and said, "It's not a good habit, please change it."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Xingzhi turned on the phone screen to Zhong Yi: "It's gone."
What was shown above was his empty gate.
Zhang Xingzhi was as hard-hearted as a stone from the beginning to the end, and he didn't show mercy to Leo at all, he just said: "He should have looked at other people long ago."
At that moment, Zhong Yi suddenly understood, and understood where the confidence of the man in front of him came from.
It's like saying to him: Did you see Mr. Zhong, when you don't like someone at all, it should be like this.
Zhong Yi: "It's really ruthless."
He couldn't explain why he felt so soft in his heart now, so he hugged the pillow and shook his head sighingly: "Who would have thought that Teacher Zhang would really fight, and he would be more ruthless than me."
If I remember correctly, this is the second time Zhong Yi said that Zhang Xingzhi was ruthless.
He was not joking when he said that Zhang Xingzhi was especially strict with Zhang Leo. But the person who can make Zhang Xingzhi ruthless also shows from the side that their relationship is close enough.
In the taxi, Ji Haochuan looked at the silent people beside him, and he didn't know how to speak.
He has lived to such an age, and he has never left much virtue in his mouth. It is good that he does not harm others. He has never done comforting work. Ten minutes ago, he dragged people from his brother's door and said, "What's the funeral?" , Don’t be sad, let’s go to the skewer” is already his limit.
There was a deathly silence in the car, and the taxi driver, who was always talkative, sensed that the atmosphere was not right. He only said to them when he finally arrived at the place: "The end of this back street is the nearest barbecue restaurant to the villa area just now. The taste is also good, I can't drive in, so I can only send you here."
"Thank you, Master." Ji Haochuan quickly paid the money, dragged Leo and went to kill him in the alley.
In fact, this is Ji Haochuan's first visit to this kind of place. To be precise, he has never seen a night market that can be so lively when the clock turns at night. Red, green and green lights are flashing, even the small carts are also lit with red lights.
At this moment, Ji Haochuan was dragging people away, while Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, looked left and right, looked like a country boy entering the city for the first time, and didn't care at all about the new snow-white shoes on his feet. Now, that strangeness made the sullen Leo laugh angrily, and finally said the first sentence after seeing someone tonight: "Have you never visited a night market before?"
"No, I've never seen it before." Although Ji Haochuan was an illegitimate child not recognized by his family, even in his fragmentary memory, his mother was kind to him when he was a child, let alone after finding Liang Sili. There is no shortage of aspects.
The current grand occasion can only be seen in the county-level city of Quanshi. It is impossible to put it in the big cities of Hong Kong City. The urban management will clear it up for you in minutes.
Leo curled his lips and said, "My brother used to take me shopping often."
For Yun County, this kind of night market is only available in the town every solar term. His brother is afraid that he will be bored, so he will take him there almost every time.
How could Ji Haochuan think that he could poke Leo's pain just by looking twice more, and he was struggling with how to change the subject without any trace, when Leo said in a low voice: "Just listen to me tonight and talk about me. Brother, I don’t have a chance to tell anyone else.”
Ji Haochuan licked his lower lip, and he opened his mouth to respond regardless of the flash of anger in his heart.
He felt that he valued love and righteousness, and when he saw his brother being sad, he also felt sad along with him. Who told this qaq spirit tonight that he even lost his trademark eyeball eyes.
"But I've always been really curious, just...isn't he really my brother?" Ji Haochuan had never met Zhang Xingzhi once, but he felt that Zhang Leo should have been brought up by his brother alone. Of course, the main thing is the same surname.
Leo glanced at him listlessly: "As for me, do I like my own brother? I have no blood relationship with my brother."
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"Just... just a coincidence?" Ji Haochuan didn't quite believe it, how could he be so close without blood relationship.
"It just so happens."
"Then you always say you and your brother's surname."
"That was when I was a child..."
The author has something to say: ps: In fact, I haven't considered too much about who is the deputy CP. The story develops to different levels, and it's natural to talk about whoever should talk about it. Goose my goose one by one!