Heart distance

Han Ziqi stood directly in front of Hantingsong, who was wearing a striped shirt with the top two buttons open naturally.

Han Ziqi didn't dare to look into his eyes, his lowered eyes just landed on the man's neckline, the protruding Adam's apple was extremely glaring.

He slowly raised his arm, put his fingertips on the third button of Han Tingsong, closed his eyes slightly, and let out a light breath.

He comforted himself, when Han Tingsong came to his house for the first time, he also helped take off his clothes, and it was no different from now.

Han Ziqi slowly undid the first button, then the second, and the third, until all the buttons on his jacket were undone.

The contours of the man's chest were unreservedly displayed in front of him, but what was different from before was that Han Ziqi now knew all the sensitive and taboo areas on this man's body. Facing the theoretical knowledge engraved in his heart, he would always Wishful thinking pays for practice.

Han Ziqi was still trying his best to pretend he didn't care, but his physical reaction was more honest than his beating heart.

He avoided Han Tingsong's injured forearm, slowly took off his shirt, every time his fingertips accidentally touched Han Tingsong, it was enough to make his heart beat forward half a beat.In the end, he himself didn't know whether the touching again and again was accidental or intentional.

He put the jacket he had taken off on the hanger, turned around and put his hands on the waist of Han Ting's loose trousers, and gently tapped the belt.

Han Ziqi's eyes went straight to Han Tingsong's chin, but his eyes drifted to the horizon.It doesn't matter where you look, as long as you don't look at him, there is nothing wrong with it.

Until Han Tingsong's trousers were also taken off by him, leaving only the last piece of clothing on his body.

Underpants.

When Han Tingsong didn't have any wrong thoughts at the beginning, but he failed to take off the thin cloth, Han Ziqi felt even more guilty at this time.

He didn't dare to breathe hard, worried that Han Tingsong would find out.He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes tightly, and kept on doing nothing. He grabbed the edge of his underwear and pulled it hard. With the cooperation of the man's lifting of his feet, the fallen underwear was hanging on the tip of his left finger.

Han Ziqi still had his eyes closed, and there was nowhere to place his fiery fingers.

Until Han Tingsong held his wrist, and the moist and charming voice from the bathroom came to his ears, "Child, you keep your eyes closed, how can you help me wash?"

"Ah? Oh...I..." In a panic, the boy who closed his eyes and couldn't see the direction raised his hand indiscriminately, and touched his firm chest. He could still feel the beating heartbeat in his palm. He hurriedly moved his hand away, "Yes, I'm sorry , I, I didn't mean to..."

Han Ziqi was suddenly wrapped around his shoulders, and a chuckle came from his ear, "You are still so cute."

"Okay, go to sleep, I will do the rest myself."

By the time Han Ziqi realized it, he had already been pushed out of the bathroom door.

Hearing the sound of water flowing behind him, Han Ziqi leaned against the door, put his hands on his face, and squatted down slowly with inertia.

Must be too stupid to be disgusted.

Why is it easy to take the No.1 exam, but it won't undress people.

But it's all off, why don't you take a look.

loss.

Han Ziqi stood up, his eyes fell on his left wrist, Han Ting's loose underwear was still hanging on it.

His face instantly became hot.

Should I return it to him?

annoying.

Since Fang Wenqi was arrested, the police have looked for Han Ziqi twice, so far, this person has almost disappeared from his life.

Until today's big break, Chang Qi, who browsed the school's post bar for a long time, said: "Hey, Fang Wenyu is quite pitiful."

Han Ziqi paused at the tip of his pen, but did not reply.

"However, Dashuai Han, do you know that he underwent sex reassignment surgery because of you?"

"That's his own decision, it has nothing to do with me."

"I know, I'll just talk about it." Chang Qi took back his phone, "I heard that in order to be with you, he went to the best plastic surgery hospital in China despite his parents' objections. "

"However, it doesn't make sense." Chang Qi rubbed his chin, rolled his eyes, "You said his parents don't support it, where did he get so much money for surgery? It is said that the hospital offers a full range of plastic surgery programs. It will cost millions, where did he get so much money?"

"And ah..." Chang Qi continued: "Can you imagine the horror of his parents seeing their son turn into a daughter? It is said that her mother's hair turned white all night, it's so fucking scary."

"But I still don't understand. Since he made up his mind to have the operation, why did he regret it?" Chang Qi clicked his tongue, "So what did you tell him later that he went to your house with a knife?"

Han Ziqi didn't reply.

"However, his family is really cold this time. It's bad luck. I heard that his father colluded with the government and businessmen, and was reported for tax evasion. It is said that the amount of money embezzled is huge, and he will be directly involved in the pot. I don't think he will even think about it in this life." Out."

Chang Qi shook his head, "After he was arrested, his mother ignored him and fled to the United States overnight with money, but it was said that he was detained at the customs. I don't know if it's true or not."

The more Chang Qi talked, the more lively he was, "It's enough for him to kill someone deliberately. The school has unilaterally expelled him. The villain will have his own day. He deserves it. Just sit in prison."

Han Ziqi loosened the tip of his pen.

"Damn, I remembered something." Chang Qi was very excited, "But you said that he is going to a men's prison or a women's prison?"

When Han Ziqi came home from school, there was no one in the room.

He just remembered that before school, Han Sijun told him that there was a celebration in the restaurant tonight, and he would come back late at night, so he probably couldn't cook for them.

But Han Tingsong always came back earlier than him, and he didn't see anyone today, so he took out his mobile phone to call Han Tingsong.

Half a day after the call was answered, Han Ziqi called back again.

"Hi, dear." A girl's voice with a foreign accent came from the other end of the phone.

"I'm looking for Han Tingsong." Han Ziqi's heart sank, "Let him answer the phone."

"Baby, he's still busy." The girl teased, "Honey, how about I chat with you?"

"Where is he?"

"Hey, Lucy, don't answer my phone indiscriminately." Han Tingsong's voice came in, "Child, what's wrong?"

"Where are you?"

"Where else can I be? Go to work."

The girl's voice came from the other end of the phone again, "Dear Han, are you alright? Is that person more important than me?"

"Listen, that aunt is torturing me again." Han Tingsong said: "Are you hungry? Wait a little longer, I will be able to leave in about half an hour, let's go out to eat."

"Then I'll go find you." Han Ziqi seldom lied, "It just so happens that I just finished school, so I'm going to drop by your martial arts hall."

"Row."

"Honey, do you have to give me a kiss before you come over?" The girl said coquettishly, "Han, you are too naughty."

The voice on the other end of the phone upset Han Ziqi.

"Okay, then hang up first." Han Tingsong said.

"Hey, wait a minute." Han Ziqi scratched at the edge of the phone, biting his lips, "You, you pay attention to safety."

"Don't... don't let her kiss you."

Han Tingsong laughed out loud, "Okay, I understand."

Han Ziqi, who had already arrived home, put on his schoolbag and quickly got into the car to go out.

This is his first visit to Han Tingsong's martial arts gym. Now the ordinary Sanda events are gradually declining. In order to increase the turnover, the martial arts hall has opened other different sports at the same time.

Han Ziqi had heard from Han Tingsong that besides doing Sanda, he would also teach Taekwondo.

Han Ziqi walked into the gate of the martial arts hall, and in the glass room not far from the gate, he saw Han Tingsong in a taekwondo uniform and a black belt.

Han Tingsong bowed his body and squatted halfway beside the blond girl.

The taekwondo suit is a style with cross-folded collars, and Hantingsong is not wearing any clothes underneath, and his hunched posture makes the area of ​​his chest more open.

The blond girl sitting on the ground raised her head, she must be able to see clearly and take everything in a glance.

Han Ziqi remembered the firm chest muscles he felt in the bathroom, pulled the corner of his mouth and pushed open the glass door, dragged Han Tingsong away from the girl, and said indifferently, "When can I go?"

The blond girl who was crying a few seconds ago looked up when she heard the sound, and her eyes lit up when she saw Han Ziqi for the first time.

The girl has black eyes and is probably of mixed race.

She stood up and asked Han Tingsong excitedly, "Dear Han, who is this?"

"My brother."

"Brother who is not related by blood." Han Ziqi specially added.

Han Tingsong was stunned by his words, and said to the blond girl beside him, "Didn't you say that your leg hurts and you can't stand up?"

"Honey, you really don't understand style, those are not important." The girl's eyes were all on Han Ziqi, and she stretched out her hand to him, "Hi, cool boy, my name is Lucy, I am Chinese and English, nice to meet you you."

"Okay, this kid never makes physical contact with people." Han Tingsong looked at the time, "It's time, I'm going to get off work."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Han Ziqi's wrist and walked out.

Lucy didn't want to give up, she caught up with the two men and stood in front of them, "But you obviously pulled his arm, why didn't he refuse. Han, you're lying."

The girl winked at Han Ziqi, "Cool boy, what's your name? If you refuse to tell me, I can only ask your brother."

"Han Ziqi." Han Ziqi had selfish intentions and didn't want Han Tingsong to get in touch with her.

"It's a nice name, that issue, can you date me tonight?"

"No."

Lucy shrugged her shoulders and was discouraged, and then said to Han Tingsong: "Oh dear Han, you see, your brother rejected me, but I have already agreed with my parents to spend a good time with a handsome guy tonight It's night, if he can't accompany me, it can only be you."

"Then I'll accompany you." Han Ziqi's brain became hot.

When the three of them were sitting in a high-end restaurant at the same time, Han Ziqi was still irritated as to why things had become like this.

Perhaps because of the flamboyant personality of Western culture, during the dinner, Lucy's mouth was chattering endlessly.Han Ziqi obviously hated chatting with people, because he was so cautious and didn't want another person to chat with her too much, so he could only answer Lucy's various boring questions over and over again.

"Honey, do you have a girlfriend?"

Han Ziqi said coldly, "No."

"So, is there anyone you like?"

Lucy asked casually, but it doesn't mean that the person who answered can take it seriously.

Han Tingsong was sitting next to him, cutting a piece of steak. Han Ziqi didn't dare to make exaggerated movements, and didn't even dare to glance at it from the corner of his eye.

Until the man handed the cut steak in front of him, "Eat it, it's going to be cold."

The calmer the man's tone was, the more flustered Han Ziqi's heart became. He was holding a knife and fork in his hand, and brushed the restaurant's logo on the fork with his fingertips, "No."

"Oh, that's great, you know I fell in love with you at first sight. Boys like you are really rare." Lucy said, pulling out her phone, "Give me your number."

"Hey, honey, don't be stunned, don't you see that I'm chasing you?" Lucy urged.

"No, I don't like you."

"Honey, you're not a gentleman." Lucy said, but she didn't look sad, and turned the phone to Han Tingsong, "Then I can only come to pursue your brother. Han, you know, although you are also very attractive, you are indeed a bit old for me, but I think we can still get along very well."

"Dear Han, don't try to reject me. You know, I'm a senior member of your martial arts gym, so I should leave the coach's phone number." Lucy blinked and blew a kiss to him.

Han Ziqi's little finger trembled, and he took the initiative to pick up Lucy's phone from the table, "No, I'll add you."

As soon as the boy entered three numbers, he was held by Han Tingsong's hand.

Han Tingsong pressed his wrist with his left hand, grabbed the phone with his right hand, and said to Lucy, "Baby, you know, this is a Chinese martial arts gym. There is no rule that requires the coach to give the member's phone number. Not only that, Wu The club also repeated orders, and coaches should keep a distance from members.”

"Honey, China is not a place where you can do whatever you want." Han Tingsong handed him the phone back.

Lucy took the phone, pouted angrily, "Han, from this second on, I don't love you anymore."

"Okay, your time is up." Han Tingsong looked at his watch, "I contacted your parents just now, and the driver was already waiting for you at the entrance of the restaurant half an hour ago."

During the conversation with the girl, Han Tingsong didn't let go of Han Ziqi's hand, until the two hands slowly slipped from the table to the table, and because of the inertia of pulling, they slowly let go.

"You Chinese men are really boring. Sure enough, I still want to find a white brother!" Lucy took out the lipstick in her handbag, fixed her makeup in the mirror, and then got up and left the restaurant with high heels.

It wasn't until Lucy left completely that Han Ziqi retracted the arm that had been hanging by his side, and lightly touched the area where the man had grasped with his left hand, as if his traces were still left.

Han Ziqi said slowly, "Will you lose your job because of this?"

Han Tingsong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who cares about work?"

That's right, even if he doesn't work, he can support him.

In the worst case, I will keep them at home.

To save him from going out to attract bees and butterflies.

annoying.

"Have you finished eating? Let's go back after eating." Han Tingsong said.

The two came to the door of the restaurant side by side, and Han Tingsong took out his mobile phone to call for a taxi.

Han Ziqi looked at the driver of his mobile phone, who was less than 500 meters away from them, "It's pretty cool today, do you want to take a walk?"

Han Tingsong paused with his fingertips, clicked cancel order, "OK."

The two walked side by side along the river to their home. This restaurant was not too close to their home, and it took nearly an hour to walk.

The weeping willows on the riverside are accompanied by the breeze, blowing past the two of them.The wind from the west happened to blow the smell of Hanting pine to his side, and the rare coolness and tranquility made Han Ziqi feel that the road was long.

"That girl is annoying you." After a long silence between each other, Han Ting spoke first.

"Fortunately."

"Your ability to accept is getting stronger now." Han Tingsong chuckled lightly, "I didn't let you eat well today, next time I will take you to a better place to eat, just the two of us."

"When is the next time?"

Han Tingsong was startled, "Wait until your brother works overtime at night."

"Oh." Han Ziqi was disgusted. His brother's job is very leisurely now, almost never working overtime.

At the intersection, two people stood at the crosswalk and waited for the red light.

At 09:30 in the evening, there are not many cars on the road.

When the green light came on, Han Ziqi stepped up and walked forward.

"careful!"

It was still the right wrist, which was in the same position as when eating just now, and was pulled by the man again.

A blue sports car sped past them.

"There will be drunk driving at night, don't just look at the red street lights. Traffic lights are regulations, but not everyone obeys them." Han Ting was relieved and stern.

"Ah."

After making sure there was no car, Han Tingsong took his arm and slowly walked across the crosswalk.

Han Ziqi intentionally slowed down his pace, and followed Bi Han Tingsong a little behind, and he could clearly see the arm held by him.

Under the dark yellow street lights, they are closely connected to each other, which is particularly conspicuous.Compared with Han Tingsong, his own arms are indeed a circle thinner, and his skin color is also slightly fairer than his.

Han Tingsong's slender fingers encircled his wrists. When this man came to his house for the first time, Han Ziqi noticed that his hands were beautiful, and now they look even better than before.

This road is very long, but in Han Ziqi's eyes, it has become the shortest road he has traveled.

The two came to the opposite side of the road, Han Tingsong took advantage of the situation and let him go.

At that moment, the extremely disappointed young man didn't have time to think, and quickly took half a step forward to grab Han Tingsong's hand, but due to his slow reaction, he couldn't catch up with the speed of the other party's closing hand, so he only held his little fingertip.

Han Tingsong turned his back to him, his shoulders trembled slightly due to the external force.

Han Ziqi's chest heaved and heaved, realizing that his behavior was inappropriate, he quickly let go of his fingertips.

But unexpectedly, he was held tightly by that good-looking hand again.

The author has something to say: Tsk tsk, classmate Xiao Han's possessiveness is getting stronger and stronger, and she has begun to dream of hiding her beauty in a golden house.

Double update tomorrow, meme~