eight dance partners with my boyfriend

As soon as the new year is over and the winter snow melts, apart from the student party enjoying the comfort at home, businesses of all sizes start working one after another.

Li Feidan's studio is officially open for business. Several new employees have been recruited, and the courses have been reorganized according to levels.

In the morning, Jiao Cheng sent the model plane back to the UK. The address was privately requested on WeChat, but the other party was reluctant to give it, and he didn't bother to explain it.

As soon as I got home, I ran into a door-to-door delivery worker at the elevator, "Is this Mr. Li's house? His order has arrived."

Jiao Cheng nodded in astonishment, and only after they finished unloading did they realize that it was a custom-made display cabinet.

Before going home, besides bringing some home-grown vegetables, Jiao Cheng also shipped all those models back home. Jiao Cheng didn't expect that Li Feidan specially made a storage, and the size was just right.

Even though it was still in February, it was getting warmer this year. After packing all the down jackets in the closet, a message from the dry cleaner popped up on the phone. Jiao Cheng changed his clothes and was going to get Li Feidan's coat.

The dry cleaners are quite crowded in the urban area. Jiao Cheng took the subway, and the subway was bustling with people. He saw a familiar person at the door of the car.

"Has school started yet?"

The boy was listening to music with headphones on. Although the screen he replaced earlier was not as easy to use as the original one, he was getting used to it. He was suddenly stopped by someone from behind, and he was slightly taken aback.

The man behind him is Li Fei's...boyfriend?

Liu Bomao didn't know if what he said was right, but he always felt a little awkward.

Seeing that he was silent, Jiao Cheng caught a glimpse of his phone screen, which happened to be the recent domestic Latin Championships. If I remember correctly, Ning Yifei also posted a photo of her and her new partner yesterday, and it was there too.

Liu Bomao obviously caught the man's gaze, hastily turned off the screen, and took off a headset.

"What did you just say?" Liu Bomao asked.

Jiao Cheng smiled: "It's nothing, I asked if you have started school, according to the tradition of No. [-] Middle School, it feels fast."

Liu Bomao turned around, he was a little uncomfortable, "Well, school starts next Monday, were you also from No. [-] Middle School?"

Jiao Cheng nodded: "It all happened more than ten years ago."

Liu Bomao simply said "um", and the two of them didn't speak any more.

Jiao Cheng lowered his head and looked at Liu Bomao a few times. Although it had been a while since we met last time, he saw this boy at the first sight when he got on the subway. He stood tall and straight in the crowd, making it hard for people not to see him.

The horn of the next station sounded in the subway.

Jiao Cheng moved to the door and found that Liu Bomao had also got off the car.

"Where are you going?" Jiao Cheng asked.

Liu Bomao pulled his messenger bag today, "make up lessons."

"In the city center?"

"Ah."

Jiao Cheng recalled that the tenth floor of the office building seemed to be a one-to-one learning and tutoring center. He probably could peek at it without being noticed before because it was very close.

"What about you?" Liu Bomao stepped onto the elevator, and there was a familiar sign in front of him.

"Actually, you want to ask Li Feidan?" Jiao Cheng smiled.

Just as Liu Bomao wanted to refute, Jiao Cheng continued: "He went to talk about work, and he left the house this morning."

"Oh. Are you going to the studio?" Liu Bomao asked.

Jiao Cheng sent a "I'm almost there" message to the official WeChat account of the dry cleaner, "I haven't decided whether to go or not, I'm going to the dry cleaner to get clothes first, I'm not on your way, um...study hard."

Liu Bomao stopped in the distance, just in time to see his female classmate who was going to the cram school standing across the road waving to him, standing in front of the red light, reluctantly kicked the stones under her feet, and said softly: "Cut."

"Mr. Jiao, wait a minute. I'll go to the back to get the clothes. There are three pieces in total, right?"

"Yeah." Jiao Cheng responded, and while waiting, went to the opposite coffee shop to buy a cup of latte, just in time to see the big screen outside, and the advertisement of the studio appeared for a few seconds.

He took a sip and felt a little hot. He licked his gums, and the skin peeled off. He didn't know how much Li Feidan spent on this advertisement, and it didn't look cheap.

After returning to the dry cleaning shop and swiping the recharge card, Li Feidan held three overcoats that were quite heavy in his hands. He took out his mobile phone, and the message he sent to Li Feidan this morning has not been answered, so he is probably busy.

Jiao Cheng's social circle is quite narrow. In addition to the forwarding of older leaders, there are only a few college students and friends in the circle of friends who are not nutritious. It may be because of the high school reunion some time ago, adding a few old classmates, it seems It's more lively.

Yang Xuerou: God hurry up and give me luck! !Be handsome!handsome guy!Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Lin Xinmei: The choice is really difficult, am I too greedy?

Yuan Yu: Eliminate! 【picture】

White switch: I don't like it.

The circle of friends of these four people was one after another, how strange it looked, and boredly opened Yuan Yu's picture, in that picture was a pair of white and slender hands, the little finger was scratched and still bleeding.

Jiao Cheng recalled that he had indeed heard what Yuan Yu said last time. He was in the second year of graduate school and was still wearing a white coat. He probably got injured while doing experiments.

Before he knew it, Jiao Cheng walked near the office building again, after thinking about it, he decided to go upstairs to have a look.

Approaching the studio, he heard the sound of "Ha! Ha!" in the Taekwondo gym. Jiao Cheng took a closer look. They were all young boys. Shen Chuan was also here today, and it seemed that Yuan Yu's second brother took the lead in boxing. ?

The triplets looked so much alike that Jiao Cheng couldn't remember them clearly.

And standing at the door of his own studio is——Liu Bomao?

Just as Jiao Cheng was going to ask him if he went to cram school, he noticed that the boy's eyes trembled slightly, staring at them without moving.

"You still hit me, you still hit me! Aren't you a sissy?" One of the ten-year-old boys was pushing another boy who was riding on him.

The boy above got angry, and just about to punch him again, he was stopped by the new female teacher next to him, "Stop hitting, stop hitting! What are you doing here, go back quickly."

Jiao Cheng was a little dazed, the entire large classroom on the first floor was looking at the two boys.

"What are you doing?!" He pushed the door open, a little angrily.

"Brother Cheng! You are here." The new female teacher seemed to see a savior, and quickly cast a look for help.

The two boys were still fighting each other, seeing Jiao Cheng approaching, one of them straightened up, the other quickly pushed him away and ran outside.

Jiao Cheng looked at this messy-haired boy, he was recently poached by Li Feidan, he was said to be very talented, and he was also one of the few boys who took the initiative to learn the national standard.

"Okay, okay, the rest is over, let's continue dancing." The female teacher clapped her hands and dragged the little girl on the first floor to continue dancing.

Jiao Cheng pulled him to the corner, "What's wrong?"

He bowed his head: "That person is learning Taekwondo next door. During this time, I often met him. He lived in the same neighborhood as me. He asked me why I didn't learn Taekwondo, saying that I was a sissy learning to dance."

Before Jiao Cheng could say anything, the kid tugged at his sleeve: "Don't tell Mr. Li."

Jiao Cheng didn't speak, and nodded in his eager eyes after a while, and the child continued to dance to the professional class on the second floor.

Liu Bomao was still standing outside the door, Jiao Cheng beckoned him to come in, the boy ignored him and left.

There were no acquaintances in the studio, so in the evening Jiao Cheng went to the market to buy some food and then went home to cook.

"How is your work going?" Jiao Cheng asked when he heard the door open in the kitchen.

Li Feidan took off his coat and came to the kitchen to hug him from behind.

"Why? So greasy and crooked." Jiao Cheng pushed, and the cauliflower in the pot was almost burnt.

Li Feidan smiled, and kissed the cheek again shamelessly, "It's settled, I will hold a national standard master class in our city in a few months, I agree, and there will probably be many old acquaintances by then. "

Jiao Cheng: "Your friends are coming too?"

Li Feizhang let go of his hand, grabbed a tomato, washed it, took a bite, the juice burst out, he took advantage of the opportunity and rubbed it on Jiao Cheng's face, and said with a smile: "Maybe it will come, I don't know, retired of the elderly are no longer able to keep up with them."

Jiao Cheng briefly fried two dishes and brought them to the table, while Li Feizhang helped carry the bowls and chopsticks.

"What happened to the wine in the living room just now?" Li Fei asked.

Jiao Cheng glanced at it: "My aunt sent it over."

"Ah? No one in our family likes to drink baijiu." Li Fei picked up pork belly with a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth.

Jiao Cheng said: "I asked my dad in the afternoon, and he said that my aunt thought that people who are engaged in art like to drink some alcohol, and ordinary beer is also common, so I sent some white wine."

Li Feidan: "If I drink white wine and go to class, the whole classroom will smell like that."

Jiao Cheng imagined it for a while, and it was quite vivid, and he couldn't help laughing, "However, I didn't know when you showed my aunt the house, and the procedures were completed so quickly."

Li Feizhang: "On the morning when you went to the class reunion, I felt that the name of Yongjia District was very familiar. It happened that a friend bought a house there, so I contacted the contact. I thought it would happen so quickly.”

Jiao Cheng was quite surprised, and bit his chopsticks: "Do you know what my mother secretly told me later?"

"Ok?"

"My aunt and my dad called him and scolded him, saying that Fei Dan is such a good kid and you are not satisfied, you really don't know how to be blessed when you are in the blessing." Jiao Cheng imitated his aunt's tone, which was quite similar.

Li Fei laughed happily.

There is no harm if there is no comparison. Li Feizhang's first visit to Jiao Cheng's house was really horrible.

At that time, it happened to be the year after the beginning of spring, Li Feidan had been training in England for a month, his whole face was a little out of shape, and before he had time to make up for the 40-day missing sex life, he rushed to see him I lost my father-in-law.

That day he was well-coordinated.

It is probably a pure black half-high collar base, loose and stiff/stiff white shirt, and finally a vintage open black casual vest that I found on the outside.

Li Feidan personally put a lot of thought into it, not only looking casual and stylish, but at the same time looking [-]% tender, at least when he was next to Jiao Cheng, who had just graduated and was clean, could he look a bit bookish?

I heard that parents like children who look smart, Rao Ling told him.

Thoughtful greetings and gestures of nodding and smiling.

When I saw Jiao Jianxiang for the first time, I broke my work.

The father-in-law frowned almost visibly, without saying anything, and called the waiter to turn up the air conditioner in the private room by about five degrees, making Li Feidan restless.

One thing he confirmed the moment he met his father-in-law, that Jiao Cheng must be his biological son.

The two people's homework for keeping warm in winter is definitely passed down by blood.

Then there is eating, work, and family.

Jiao Cheng had mentioned his professional age in advance.

However, Li Fei felt vaguely that the old man had some strange thoughts because of the clothes he was wearing. Although he couldn't remember the details, he walked around the dinner table for more than half an hour, and he seemed to be inquiring about a piece of news: "Dancing People don’t want to do jobs like male public relations.”

Li Feizhang summed it up afterwards. It is estimated that the father-in-law felt that the wine table culture of their profession was relatively developed, but unfortunately it was not the case.

Fortunately, the father-in-law didn't hand-picked him to perform a ballroom dance on the spot.

It's just that after that, Jiao Jianxiang's first sight of him was deeply ingrained, and he was not satisfied with anything. Jiao Cheng told him not to care, how could Li Feidan not care.

At least that set of clothes was permanently suppressed by him at the bottom of the suitcase.

"Oh, by the way, my dad seems to have stuffed something too." Jiao Cheng thought of it and said.

Li Feidan: "What?"

"It's like a chess game. He asked you to practice hard during this time. I guess the neighbor's Uncle Wang is in poor health and hospitalized. He has no chess friends anymore." Jiao Cheng said thoughtfully.

Li Feidan: "..." It's so difficult to marry a wife.

After the meal, the two of them went for a walk to buy fruit to eat. Durian and pineapple were slightly cheaper than the previous two days, so Jiao Cheng bought more.

On the way back, there was a teddy barking on the side of the road, probably in heat.

"Did any children fight in the studio today?" Li Fei asked.

Jiao Cheng: "They told you?"

"I went back after talking about work, and all the children on the first floor came to report."

"They're all little girls, aren't they? Teacher Xiao Li is so popular. He obviously doesn't teach them, and they all pester you." Jiao Cheng teased that every time he went with Li Feizhang, he passed by the classroom on the first floor and was slapped. The sweet "Ms. Li" sips by the little ones made people's hearts melt.

Li Fei froze twice: "This is the charm of a man!"

Just as Jiao Cheng was about to say "Pull it down", that teddy not far away ran over and rubbed against Li Feidan's trousers. It was a male dog.

"Look, you're a good dog, and I love a handsome guy like you when you're in love."

Li Fei lowered his head: "..."

Teddy's owner apologized and took it away, while Jiao Cheng laughed beside him so hard that he couldn't walk.

"Okay, let's go back quickly." Li Fei pulled him.

Jiao Cheng continued to laugh: "Then what are you going to do, the child is wronged by others, and this is the precious student you poached."

Li Fei shrugged: "Comfort me tomorrow, but this is a common thing. Some people don't say it publicly, but they will say it secretly. Some adults are like this, let alone children."

"Have you ever had it?" Jiao Cheng asked.

Li Feidan nodded with a smile: "That's not true, there are too many, but after becoming a professional, the circle of friends is relatively single, and everyone is in the circle, so it's okay."

"Today I saw that boy again, his name is Liu Bomao, right? He was in cram school on the tenth floor, and he also saw two children fighting." Jiao Cheng said.

Li Feidan nodded thoughtfully, "I don't know if that boy survived the homosexual disaster."