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Because of Cheng Zichen's two pieces of news, Jian Ze'an was so distraught that he couldn't even play the game. After losing two games in a row and being scolded by his matched teammates, he simply stopped playing.

Soon it was time to board the plane, and the two families came out of the VIP waiting area and walked to the plane together.

They bought first class.It just so happened that there were no other people on this flight except the two families.

Jian Ze'an chose a seat to sit down, and Cheng Zichen sat next to him.

Jian Ze'an's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but turn to look at him.

Cheng Zichen's expression was normal, and he asked knowingly, "What's wrong?"

"I thought my brother would sit with me."

"I'm not welcome?"

Jian Ze'an was so asked that he couldn't say anything, and could only say: "No."

Seeing his slightly awkward appearance, Cheng Zichen smiled, then sized him up again: "Why did you take off your coat?"

Because it was winter and the temperature was very low, Jian Ze'an wore a thick long coat, and felt a little hot when he entered the plane, and wrapped his body in the coat when he sat down, took it off and put it aside.

Jian Ze'an heard that his tone was normal, so he didn't say any more... Then what, the ups and downs at that point also calmed down a bit:

"It's uncomfortable to wear too much leggings."

"I'll get you a blanket."

After Cheng Zichen finished speaking, he asked the flight attendant to bring Jian Ze'an a blanket.

Jian Ze'an didn't want it: "It's hot."

"It's cold after the plane takes off. It's easy to catch a cold if you fall asleep." Cheng Zichen stared at Jian Ze'an carefully as he said, frowning, "So heavy are the dark circles under your eyes? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

He just guessed casually, but Jian Ze'an felt guilty for a moment, thinking of tossing and turning because of the person next to him last night, he was a little afraid to look at him, so he gave a vague "hmm".

Fortunately, Cheng Zichen was unpacking the bag outside the blanket at this moment, so he didn't pay attention to him, and didn't notice anything unusual.

The boy took off the blanket: "If you haven't slept well, you can sleep more on the plane. Put the chair down."

Seats in First Class can be fully reclined.

Jian Ze'an really didn't sleep well last night, but now he couldn't help but feel uneasy facing Cheng Zichen, so he obediently put the seat flat, and lay down all over.

Cheng Zichen spread the blanket on him, leaned over and carefully tucked the corners, and put Jian Ze'an's hand into the blanket.

Jian Ze'an lay on his back and looked at him, and saw the profile of the boy when his head was bowed, the superior bridge of the nose was covered with a layer of gold by the sunlight from the porthole, and the thin lips and thick eyelashes also shone with golden light. It looks like a luminous god, calm and handsome.

He tucked the blanket behind Jane Zian's shoulders, brushing his fingers over Jane Zian's neck.

The skin on the neck is delicate and sensitive, and the latter itches, as if being scratched lightly by a feather, like a superficial touch, but it makes people tremble along with it.

Jian Ze'an let Cheng Zichen cover himself with a blanket, almost immersed in the other's silent tenderness.Cheng Zichen has always been the type who does more than talk. He doesn't have any exaggerated behaviors, and he doesn't have any words to claim credit. He just does it almost all the time when he is nice to a person. It's natural, like a habit.

Jian Ze'an lay on his back and looked at him: "Aren't you sleeping?"

"I'm not sleepy now." The corner of Cheng Zichen's mouth twitched, and his left hand suddenly reached under the blanket.

Before Jian Ze'an could react, he felt his right hand being grabbed under the blanket: "...!"

That hand was wide and warm, and it slid across the back of his hand with a force between rubbing and patting, and then held his hand: "Go to sleep."

The sound is not loud, and the voice is low, which makes people feel at ease.

Jian Ze'an really felt sleepy from these two words.

The sun was shining outside the porthole, and he was lying peacefully, wrapped in a soft and thick blanket, while the person he trusted the most and who could never resist held his hand.

As a miserable teenager in his teens, Jian Ze'an seldom reads prose such as "The Years Are Quiet", and feels that there is a little bourgeois hypocrisy.

But at this moment, a certain idea suddenly flashed in his mind, if in the years to come, there would always be sunshine and this person by his side, it would make people feel satisfied from the bottom of their hearts.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

She slept very well this time, and Jian Ze'an didn't wake up until the plane was about to land.

As soon as he moved, Cheng Zichen, who was sitting and reading a book, turned his head: "Are you awake?"

Jian Ze'an was still immersed in the aftertaste of sleep, and gave a vague "hmm".

"Can I order you something to drink? The flight attendant came over to ask just now, and I said you should sleep, so don't disturb you."

"Drink some tea to refresh yourself." Jian Ze'an rubbed his face.

"Sleeping for a few hours and drinking tea, are you still going to sleep at night?" Cheng Zichen picked up the blanket that fell to the ground due to his actions.

"Then drink some mineral water. When you wake up, your mouth will be dry, and you will be thirstier after drinking the drink."

The plane descended slowly and finally landed at H City Airport.

As soon as I got out of the cabin, the humid warm wind with a little sea salty smell rolled over.

Jian Ze'an couldn't help letting out a comfortable sigh, and stretched himself.

"Wear a hat."

Jian Zeping stepped over from behind with two steps, raised his hand behind Jian Ze'an, and put a fisherman's hat on top of Jian Ze'an's head.

Jian Ze'an shook his head in resistance: "This doesn't match my clothes!"

"It doesn't matter whether you get along or not. Last year, who didn't wear a hat every day and got sunburned within a week?" The elder brother revealed the truth mercilessly.

Cheng's mother smiled and said, "Zeping is right. The ultraviolet rays are too strong here on sunny days, so you should take good care of sunscreen."

Then he called Cheng Zichen: "Come here, Zichen, put on some sunscreen."

Cheng Zichen moved his lips, and before he could object, he was dragged by his mother, with sunscreen covering his face.

No matter what kind of famous figure Cheng Shen is in the third middle school and in the domestic and foreign competition circles, he has nothing to do in front of his mother, so he can only avoid Cheng's mother's hand with a face of helplessness: "I will do it myself, I will do it myself."

Jian Ze'an couldn't stop laughing when he saw it, and his mood suddenly improved, and he didn't even feel uncomfortable with the fisherman's hat that didn't fit on his head.

Cheng's father's secretary had already booked a car, a seven-seater, enough to transport the two families with their suitcases to the place.

The two of them bought a villa together, next to each other, on the best beach in H city, and you can go straight to the beach from the balcony of the villa through the glass door.

This villa is planned in a unified manner, with a relatively uniform and harmonious appearance. From the outside, it looks clean and simple with milky white walls. The shape is elegant and modern. It uses moisture-proof and corrosion-resistant stone and paint. Against the backdrop of verdant trees, it looks like a scene from a fairy tale.

Both of them have been cleaned in advance, and professional service staff are also specially invited to cook and clean up during the vacation here, and you can live in directly when you come.

They each put their things into their own villas, and then they all walked out through the glass doors on the balcony and met on the beach.

"The weather is so nice now, do you want to go swimming in the sea?" Mother Cheng asked the juniors while directing the service staff to set up parasols and deck chairs on the beach.

"You said just now that it was sunburned." Jian Ze'an laughed.

"Sun protection belongs to sun protection, but if you come to City H and don't bask in the sun or go to the sea, what's the difference from not coming?" Mother Cheng waved her hand, "Zichen, Ze'an, and Zeping, you all go change into your swimming trunks and go swimming in the sea for a while." .I told them to prepare a barbecue, and you just had dinner after swimming."

This was all arranged, and the three juniors agreed.

After changing into his swimming trunks, Jian Ze'an was about to plunge directly into the sea, but was stopped by Cheng's mother:

"Put on sunscreen!"

Cheng's mother stuffed a bottle of high-power sunscreen spray into Cheng Zichen's hand: "You and Ze'an spray each other's backs, and apply carefully."

Cheng Zichen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Okay."

They were all only wearing swimming trunks at the moment, and their upper bodies were completely exposed to the sun.

Cheng Zichen walked towards Jian Ze'an holding the spray.Generally, underage boys are relatively thin in stature, but Cheng Zichen stood there shirtless, but he didn't feel pale and thin at all.His shoulders are broad, his waistline is tight, and his upper body forms a perfect inverted triangle; the bulging muscles of his arms, the clear muscle lines of his abdomen, and his back muscles that are not exaggerated and strong make his figure almost impeccable. picky.

Jian Ze'an watched Cheng Zichen walking towards him, trying to control him, but couldn't help but turn his eyes around the other's strong and shapely upper body a few times, even though the sun was dazzling, he still couldn't help but look a few more times, and even felt a little dry Dry tongue.

Cheng Zichen walked up to him.

Jian Ze'an watched the beautiful chest and abdomen muscles approaching him. Although he knew that Cheng Zichen was more than ten centimeters taller than him, he didn't feel the difference between the two when he was wearing clothes. But when he took off his clothes, the male hormonal breath seemed to be All of a sudden, it radiated out without reservation, and the opponent's body and physique made him feel a feeling of being suppressed, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Cheng Zichen watched Jian Ze'an take a step back, slightly raised his eyebrows, and stopped in his tracks: "Don't want to spray?"

"No." Jian Ze'an realized that he was flustered by looking at Cheng Zichen's upper body, so he took a step back and cursed himself for being worthless.

But he couldn't help but glanced at Cheng Zichen's strong figure again, feeling that the sun was so strong that he was almost dizzy from the sun. Admit it, it's really far from it.

Not to mention the thin pectoral muscles, although there are abdominal muscles, but there are only four pieces, and the lines are not very clear.

He was almost ashamed of himself, thinking sadly and indignantly, why is this person in such a good figure despite his unfathomable grades? ? ?Aren't good students generally well-developed and simple-minded?Cheng Zichen was a man who was favored too much by the Creator when he created man, right?

He was thinking wildly here, very dissatisfied with his figure, but he didn't know that Cheng Zichen was looking down at him, and the look in his eyes was getting deeper and deeper.

The sun by the sea is very strong, and there are no clouds today. The sun shines on the earth without any cover, and the excessively dazzling sunlight almost overexposes everything.

Jian Ze'an was born with fair skin, and his face and arms were a little darker because of a lot of exercise, but usually the places covered by clothes rarely see the sun, and now being exposed to such a hot sun, his body is dazzlingly white.

The boy is not a strong type, his figure is rather slender, but his arms and chest are covered with thin muscles, making him look graceful and not thin.He has a relatively small frame, and his stature is not very high-but he has grown a little this year, and he is almost 177.However, the proportion of the body is very good, with a thin waist and long legs, and a well-proportioned pavilion.

Cheng Zichen closed his eyes, suppressed some dangerous reverie, and said softly, "Turn around and apply sunscreen for you."

The author has something to say: I have changed the previous article, it was said that Xiao Jian and his plane are at night, but now the time has been changed forward, so it is still in the afternoon to get off the plane~