eight dance partners with my boyfriend

Recently, orange cold wave warnings frequently popped up on mobile phones, ushering in the coldest winter in decades, and Li Feidan gloriously caught a cold on the last day of this year.

Jiao Cheng rubbed his hands, and the two of them walked home with the hot pot ingredients bought from a small supermarket, wagging.

Tonight's New Year's Eve, their house is simple, ready to cook hot pot, and watch the New Year's Eve party after eating. If it goes well, they can have a deep exchange of love and soul during the New Year's Eve.

The two prepared for today, Jiao Cheng bought a bunch of vegetables, while Li Feizhang secretly hid a bunch of indescribable things...

In order to eat quickly, Jiao Cheng and Li Feidan started washing and chopping vegetables at the same time. Who knew that halfway through the work, they heard loud noises of "crack, cluck" upstairs, burst after burst, making their ears hurt.

"Is anyone upstairs dancing disco?" Li Feidan complained and put down the knife.

Jiao Cheng wiped his hands on his apron, and went to the balcony to take a look, "The lights upstairs are on, and someone must have moved in."

"Whoever moves during the New Year's Eve, isn't this disturbing the people?" Li Feidan sighed, sniffed his nose, and was about to put on his coat to have a look.

Jiao Cheng stopped him, "You stay at home, don't run around when you have a cold, I'll go upstairs and have a look, you can pour out the bone broth later."

Jiao Cheng put on his shoes and went out. After waiting for a long time for the elevator to come down, he simply climbed the stairs. Sure enough, there were a lot of furniture at the entrance of the stairs, and two workers blocked the elevator entrance to carry the bed.

Leaning over to look, a man came out of it.

The man looked older than Li Feidan, his face was not particularly handsome, but he had the temperament of a mature man, and his good figure could be seen through his coat.

Seeing Jiao Cheng, he quickly greeted with a smile: "Hi, I'm new here, my name is Shen Chuan."

"Hello, Uncle."

Before Jiao Cheng had time for Shen Chuan to say hello, he heard a crisp boy's voice, and when he lowered his head, he saw a child about five or six years old behind Shen Chuan.

"Hello, what's your name?"

The boy glanced at him and shyly ran back into the house.

Shen Chuan said embarrassedly: "My son is like this when he sees strangers." He turned his head and shouted: "Why is Shen Xiaolu so rude, uncle is asking you something."

"It's okay, I live downstairs, my name is Jiao Cheng."

Jiao Cheng was invited inside, and Shen Chuan politely handed him a bottle of water, which was an ordinary bottle of sports mineral water.

Look around, after all, it is a rented house, and it is indeed not as fine and beautiful as the home decoration.

The moving workers stopped working after working for a while and quit.

Shen Chuan stopped them: "It's not finished yet, the bed should be brought in anyway."

The worker said: "I'm off work today, and the bed is still blocked outside. I will help you move it early tomorrow. The time you set is too late, and everyone is rushing home for dinner."

Although Shen Chuan was not happy with what the worker said, he was too embarrassed to say anything else, so he did it.

"Father, what should I do, I don't have a bed to sleep at night." Shen Xiaolu muttered.

Shen Chuan touched his head, "It's okay, your father is a taekwondo practitioner after all, so he still has some strength, I'll talk about it later when I push the bed in."

"But Dad, didn't you twist your waist?"

"That injury is nothing."

Watching them talking, Jiao Cheng thought it was a little cute.

Shen Xiaolu touched his growling belly, and said, "Dad, I'm hungry..."

Shen Chuan was in a bit of a dilemma, after all outsiders were still there, the house was in chaos, and he couldn't eat right now.

Jiao Cheng couldn't help laughing: "Would you like to come to uncle's house for dinner? Eat hot pot tonight, and eat whatever you want. After eating, uncle will help dad move the bed together."

Shen Xiaolu blinked: "Is it okay?" Then he turned to look at Shen Chuan, "Daddy, is it okay?"

Shen Chuan looked at Jiao Cheng in embarrassment, then looked at his son helplessly, and nodded in embarrassment.

At home, Li Feidan had just poured the bone broth from the pressure cooker into the pot on the dining table. He felt his nose itchy and sneezed uncontrollably. The pot slipped from his hand without holding it.

Li Feidan was startled, he lowered his head and found that he was caught by another hand, it was a strange man.

God, his wife's face changed after she went out.

Jiao Cheng put down the keys and changed his shoes. He didn't know what Li Feidan was imagining with his strange expression, and introduced, "This is Shen Chuan from upstairs, and his son Shen Xiaolu."

Shen Xiaolu stepped on slippers much bigger than his feet restrainedly, and said to Li Feidan, "Hello, Uncle."

Li Feidan sorted out the ins and outs at once, asked them to sit down, and Jiao Cheng also went to help.

Shen Chuan was feeling uncomfortable all over, he walked up and down and asked, "Let me help, it's too embarrassing to eat for nothing."

"It's okay, everything has been cut." Jiao Cheng waved his hand and put all the vegetables on the pot.

"Wow! It's so rich!" Shen Xiaolu sighed, shaking his father's arm, "My father can only make scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

Jiao Cheng was amused by him and laughed, but Shen Chuan couldn't hide his shyness, his face turned red.

"Drink beer?" Li Feidan opened the refrigerator and asked.

Shen Chuan waved his hand to say no.

Shen Xiaolu rushed to answer: "I want a dozen!"

Li Feidan couldn't help laughing, then took two cans of beer and handed them to Shen Chuan, and a bottle of milk to Xiaolu.

Someone has already started to set off fireworks outside. The sound of firecrackers penetrated the glass and became muffled, but it still revealed joy.

After the four drank their glasses, they began to eat hot pot.

Shen Xiaolu was very excited, and he was even more active in ordering the dishes. After all, Shen Chuan was an adult, and he didn't have a son to let go. He looked at him from time to time and picked up vegetables for him, for fear that he would put them indiscriminately and cause trouble for others.

Li Feidan wanted to drink cold beer, but Jiao Cheng gave him a blank look, so he took a can of room temperature beer, took a sip and asked, "Why did you think of moving today?"

Shen Chuan sighed: "It turns out that the landlord's son got married and wanted to use the house, so he moved out quickly. It's not easy to find a house in a few days, so it just happened to be today."

Jiao Cheng nodded: "Just now I heard you said you know Taekwondo?"

"It can be regarded as one of my own crafts. I opened a taekwondo gym in the office building." Shen Chuan said with a smile.

Li Feidan and Jiao Cheng were taken aback at the same time, and blurted out at the same time: "Lulu Taekwondo Hall?"

Shen Chuan was also confused and nodded.

Li Feidan said unexpectedly: "What a coincidence, my studio is next door to yours, the newly opened one."

Shen Chuan didn't expect it either, "So it's the newly opened national ballroom dance, what a coincidence."

Shen Xiaolu on the side shouted: "Ballroom dancing is so cool!"

Li Feidan asked: "Generally, boys like taekwondo more than dancing. Isn't dad handsome?"

Shen Xiaolu lowered his head: "Not handsome, Dad was often injured before, Taekwondo is not handsome at all."

Shen Chuan felt that his son was talking too much, so he quickly waved his hand.

Li Feidan added a big fat cow to Xiaolu, "Dancing can also hurt you. Uncle Feidan used to get hurt on the back of his feet. Sometimes his legs and back cramped and he couldn't sleep all night. So, don't do anything. Easy, your father must be very good, because he tried his best to do it."

Shen Xiaolu listened, nodded vigorously, and stuffed the big fat cow into his mouth.

Li Feidan's words silenced the other two people at the table, Shen Chuan because he felt embarrassed to be said so by others, and Jiao Cheng because Li Feidan had never told him about these things.

A few people casually chatted about the work in the studio, and the hot pot was almost eaten, Jiao Cheng took a bowl, took out the unfinished big bones, asked Xiaolu to poke the bone marrow inside with chopsticks, and Shen Xiaolu still ate. very happy.

Li Feizhang recalled what he saw last time, and asked Shen Chuan: "You once saw three strong men who looked exactly the same in your museum, did something happen?"

Hearing this, Shen Chuan was silent for a while, just when Li Feidan wanted to say not to force it, he said, "It's not an important matter, it's because I have some conflicts with another little boy, those three are all His brother."

"His brother?"

Shen Chuan: "Yes, his elder brother is a triplet, and the second elder brother happens to work in our museum."

"Is it Yuan Yu?" Jiao Cheng asked.

Shen Chuan was surprised: "You know each other?"

Jiao Cheng shook his head, and Li Feidan answered, "Last time he said he would come to our store to learn ballroom dance, and I met him once."

Shen Chuan nodded, he didn't know what he thought of, his face seemed to be lost suddenly, "Little boys love novelty."

"How old is Yuan Yu?" Jiao Cheng asked.

"24 years old, seven or eight years younger than his brother, he is the most loved youngest son in the family."

Li Feizhang suddenly remembered the gossip about Rao Ling before, but no matter what, he didn't have the nerve to ask, after all, it was someone else's private matter.

Shen Xiaolu gnawed the big bones, and said: "Brother Yuan Yu is so beautiful, his eyelashes are very long, flickering! Prettier than my little girlfriend!"

Li Feidan became interested: "Do you still have a girlfriend?"

"She is the most beautiful girl in our class. She is willing to be with me because I do well in arithmetic problems."

His words made everyone laugh, and Shen Chuan also laughed, not knowing how to educate this hairy boy.

After dinner, Shen Chuan insisted on washing the dishes, but Jiao Cheng couldn't stop him, so he asked Li Feidan to join him, just in time for them to chat about the studio.

Jiao Cheng washed some strawberries for Shen Xiaolu to eat, and he was watching the cartoon on TV without turning his eyes.

Jiao Cheng asked him, "Doesn't Mom live together?"

Shen Xiaolu said: "I don't have a mother, and I haven't seen her since I was a child."

Jiao Cheng knew he had asked the wrong question, so he didn't ask any more questions for fear of hurting him.

After everything was done, the three big men helped to move all the basic furniture into the house, and after a little tidying up, it finally looked like a home.

Shen Xiaolu was so sleepy that he dozed off, Jiao Cheng and Li Feidan stopped disturbing them.

While waiting for the elevator, Li Feidan said, "I found that your physique is very good."

Jiao Cheng raised his eyebrows: "I keep warm, unlike you who only know how to be beautiful."

Li Feizhang quibbles: "I exercise every day, okay? You've been so good at sitting in the office every day these years. Did you really love sports before?"

Jiao Cheng smiled, and before he could speak, suddenly the elevator opened, and there was a familiar and beautiful face inside, looking up hurriedly, it was Yuan Yu.

"Sorry, excuse me..." Yuan Yu said, then went out, and hurriedly knocked on the door of Shen Chuan's house, as if there was something urgent.

Jiao Cheng and Li Feidan entered the elevator, Li Feidan was curious to see what happened, but Jiao Cheng stopped him, "Don't pry into other people's privacy."

"It's just curious." Li Feidan said.

In fact, Jiao Cheng was also curious. After all, the last time he said that there are so many homosexuals in the world, this posture must be a slap in the face.

He turned his head to look at Li Feizhang who was beside him in a daze, luckily he didn't really fall in love with this idiot...

At night, there are more and more fireworks in the sky, and it seems like daytime for a while.

Li Feidan had just finished taking a shower, and put his cold feet into the bed, rubbing against Jiao Cheng's chills.

"Shen Chuan's child is not his own."

Jiao Cheng asked, "How do you know?"

"When he was washing the dishes, he said that Shen Xiaolu was the child of Shen Chuan's best friend. The couple were both policemen. They died in the line of duty when Xiaolu was one year old. Then he was afraid that the child would be bullied by others, so Shen Chuan brought him here. Raise as a son."

After hearing this, Jiao Cheng was silent for a moment, "Does Xiaolu know?"

Li Feizhang shook his head, "I told him to tell him when he gets older."

The two drank some honey water and watched the New Year's Eve party on TV. It was really lively.

"Do you want a child?" Li Feidan asked suddenly.

Jiao Cheng changed the channel, "Do you want it? I can't give birth to it. You can adopt one if you want, but the child is not as easy to support as you imagined."

Li Feizhang put the honey water aside, and suddenly pushed Jiao Cheng down, his tone changed: "My husband wants you to give birth to me right now..." He kissed Jiao Cheng, rubbing against him like a husky go.

Jiao Cheng kicked his calf, still motionless, and said angrily, "What nerves..."

In the middle of the night, Jiao Cheng watched Li Feida play with the strange toys in the drawer with great interest, and was so ashamed that he immediately wanted to drive him out of the house, but he couldn't bear the man's repeated rubbing, and fell into the red tide of desire ...

The room was heating up.

Sweet as ever, Happy New Years Eve.