The atmosphere in the bedroom became ambiguous because of Xing Huan's words.

"What does it mean to let the football fall?" Liang McQueen looked up at his trousers, and only then did he understand Xing Huan's prank.

"Yes, if you set up a small tent and drop the football, it means you are straight and straight, definitely a straight man of steel." After finishing speaking, Xing Huan smiled and patted the football again, which made Liang McQueen groan.

Immediately afterwards, a few breaths rushed into Liang McQueen's throat, and he was forced to hold back, making his forehead sweat from anxiety.

"I'm not going to play this game with you, take the football away!" Liang McQueen said as he was about to get up.

"Senior Liang, you'd better not move around. Otherwise, I'll tie you up." Xing Huan kicked hard, climbed back to Liang McQueen's side, pressed against his chest again, and heard the messy heartbeat.

In desperation, Liang McQueen pursed his thin lips, and the corners of his eyes were blurred. He didn't feel anything at first, but he began to lose his composure under Xing Huan's kneading.

I saw that Xing Huan unbuttoned his collar with one hand, lifted his collar again, caressed his collarbone as if there was nothing, occasionally pinched it hard, and then slid towards his abdominal muscles , hovering between the mermaid lines.

Until Xing Huan's fingers touched his belt, Liang McQueen got goosebumps all over his body, and couldn't help but let out an "ah", the blood in his body suddenly turned down, and he rushed towards the football like a striker.

"Let go, let go, let go quickly..."

Xing Huan was playing hard and didn't let Liang McQueen go.The next second, he heard a bang, and the football rolled to the side of the bed and fell to the ground.

After a pause, the two looked at the bottom of their trousers at the same time. The small pointed tent made Liang McQueen's ears blush!

Before Liang McQueen could prop up his upper body, Xing Huan stepped on the edge of the small tent, and wrapped the small tent with the sole of his feet, as if he wanted to light a fire outside the small tent.

Heh, this is how to deal with foot fetishism.Xing Huan hooked a small smile, he really knows wild men too well.

All of this ignited Liang McQueen's desire. He secretly called "It's so cool", even raised his left foot, hugged Xing Huan into his arms again, and looked down for those soft lips.

Seeing that the time was right, Xing Huan immediately turned his face away, avoiding Liang McQueen's request for a kiss.At the moment of Liang McQueen's disappointment, Xing Huan moved his feet and got out of bed.

"No, why did you leave?" Liang McQueen was a little incoherent, then sat up and covered his thin lips with his index finger.

After walking to the window, Xing Huan turned around and said with a half-smile: "The game is over, it seems that you are really excited."

Liang McQueen's eyes flickered, and then he pulled his collar and explained with a blushing face, "I'm a man after all... Besides, it's morning, and this is morning wood."

"Chen Bo?" Xing Huan slid open the curtains and looked at the bright moonlight outside the window, "Oh, it's really a dark morning."

"..." Liang McQueen lowered his head, pulled the quilt again, and covered the shameful scene.

Now, he completely understood his sexual orientation and his feelings for Xing Huan.But he always felt that he had been fooled, but he couldn't figure out why.

After looking into the distance for a while, Xing Huan put on his smart watch and said as he walked, "It's too late, I'm going back to Xuqing."

After walking to the door, he twisted his butt again, turned around and said, "Senior Liang, I know you are a straight man of steel, so that's it, goodbye." After finishing speaking, he slammed the door shut.

Liang McQueen didn't even have time to let him stay overnight, Xing Huan left the convalescent room with a smile on his face.

Afterwards, Assistant Chen poked his head into the convalescent room, and said with a smile, "Mr. Liang, don't worry, I have asked for leave for Wen Qiuren, and the driver will take him back to the dormitory directly."

"Understood." Liang McQueen sighed softly, and returned to his indifferent attitude, "By the way, he slept all day, you remember to let him eat."

"Okay, Mr. Liang, you should go to bed earlier." Assistant Chen nodded and exited the convalescent room cheerfully.

rest?Where can he still sleep?Liang McQueen lifted the quilt from time to time, and sometimes covered the quilt around his waist. Just like this, in the cool breeze, he finally understood Xing Huan's trap.

At the same time, Xing Huan was sitting in the car listening to the "Xiongan Happy World Cup" music program, and the whole country has begun to warm up.

Occasionally, he would look at the star billboards on both sides of the street, thinking what should Liang McQueen do now?

In the game just now, regardless of whether Liang McQueen could hold back or not, the winner was Xing Huan.

Holding back means that he is not a straight man, not holding back means that he is crooked, but Xing Huan has deliberately regarded him as a straight man, how can he restore this situation?

After yawning, Xing Huan returned to the dormitory refreshed and fell asleep again...

In the morning of the next day, Xing Huan still arrived at the convalescent room, and healed Liang McQueen with a smart watch.To his surprise, Liang McQueen didn't mention yesterday's game, but just looked at him intently, looking thoughtful.

Liang McQueen is not stupid, he knows that Xing Huan did it on purpose.If you want to break this trap, you have to jump out of this circle.

And he has been thinking about it all night, and he has come to the conclusion that the game itself is not important, what is important is that Xing Huan also likes him, so he plays games with him.

"Why are you looking at me?" Xing Huan snorted coldly and looked away, "To tell you the truth, I like men. So, please don't keep me anymore, I want to keep the same football with straight men distance."

"Oh, you're pretty clean." Liang McQueen couldn't help but folded his arms.

Xing Huan glared at Liang McQueen, and said casually, "I can't help it. I've had a fortune teller, and the fortune teller said that my other half must be jealous. I'd better be careful."

"Oh, what kind of superstition is this?" Liang McQueen blinked, feeling that the fortune teller was right.

Xing Huan didn't bother to answer, just guarding Liang McQueen for two hours a day, occasionally talking with him, occasionally wiping him, and occasionally stepping on him.Liang McQueen thought that Xing Huan was still young, so he was not in a hurry to break through this relationship, but only enjoyed the ambiguity.

The uncle knew Liang McQueen's heartfelt feelings, but he just wanted to concentrate on healing Liang McQueen's wounds, and he didn't want to see Mrs. Huanhuan trembling on a lame man.This picture is so beautiful, it will break his girlish heart...

In a blink of an eye, it was the eve of the U17 league match.

Since the grievances between Xing Huan and Xiao Yinlong spread, the teammates knew that Xing Huan and Liang McQueen had a good relationship.They often surrounded Xing Huan, and asked Xing Huan to go to Liang McQueen to ask for his autograph.

And Liang McQueen was also willing to help. He was already in a panic and had a lot of energy to please the little crutches.

Only Yao Yuan knew that Xing Huan was working for Liang McQueen. Although he kept silent, it still made Sun Peiyan suspicious.Especially when Yao Yuan was fooling around with Xing Huan, Sun Peiyan always felt that Xing Huan had an ulterior secret.

In Uehara next door, Xiao Yinlong never dared to escape from training, for fear that Liang McQueen would ban him from playing football.But he knew that what Liang McQueen said was angry, so he mustered up the courage to apologize to Liang McQueen.

When he tried to shift the topic to Xing Huan, Liang McQueen said coldly: "Kick your ball well, don't stare at your teammates."

What followed... was the sound of hanging up, which made Xiao Yinlong very unhappy.

"The hillbilly is not my teammate!" He cursed at the smart watch, originally intending to throw fire, but his whole heart was hanging in the air.

Since he was a child, his uncle loved him very much. He bought whatever he wanted, and he was also his first football teacher.He didn't believe that a mere midfielder from a pheasant school would take away his place in his uncle's heart?

If it hadn't been for his uncle to intervene in this matter, Uehara would not have suspended him, so that he could not participate in the next U17 league. All this is Xing Huan's fault!

Xiao Yinlong was so angry that he pointed the finger at Sun Peiyan again.

In fact, in the coaching room that day, Xing Huan purposely did not name his names. When he and Liang McQueen left the coaching room, Xiao Yinlong refused to admit that he had seen Sun Peiyan.Sun Peiyan was so frightened that his legs were weak, the coach only asked lightly, and Sun Peiyan confessed to Xiao Yinlong, and he confessed everything.

Since then, Xiao Yinlong's attitude towards Sun Peiyan has changed, and he often ridiculed him.Sun Peiyan still wants to call Xiao Yinlong brothers, and the two will still meet on weekends.

This weekend, Sun Peiyan woke up early, and when passing by the dormitory next door, he found that Xing Huan was gone.

Since there was no training on weekends, Sun Peiyan couldn't figure out where Xing Huan was.So, he walked to Xing Huan's bed, casually flipped through the clothes on the bed, and found a few photos in the trouser pocket.

When he saw clearly the man and the bamboo in the photo, he screamed and woke up Yao Yuan who was talking in his sleep.

"Brother Sun, it's you... Why did you come to our dormitory?"

Yao Yuan turned over and was about to chat with Sun Peiyan, but Sun Peiyan rushed out of the dormitory as if he was flying, holding something in his hand?

On the other side, Xing Huan walked through the living room of the convalescent room and walked into Liang McQueen's bedroom.Liang McQueen greeted him with a smile, and took off his white shirt generously, revealing his fit body, waiting for Xing Huan to wipe his body.

"Little cane, I'm ready."

Heh, this bastard, he is still capable.Xing Huan sat on the edge of the bed expressionlessly, and grabbed Liang McQueen's right hand again.

He was about to take off Liang McQueen's smart watch, but Liang McQueen smiled at him, the doting in his brown eyes made him a little distracted.

As far as this world is concerned, in Leung McQueen's life, the most important thing is the left foot, just like BJS's right hand.If Jason's right hand is injured and he can no longer draw, Xing Huan can imagine how sad he will be, and it should be the same as Liang McQueen.

Thinking of this, Xing Huan caressed Liang McQueen's right hand, and started to play with it like this, gradually fascinated.It turned out that it was this powerful right hand that brought him into the world in these paintings.

Even Xing Huan had doubts, why didn't the wild man paint him?Just because he is an international thief, isn't he worthy of being a wild man's model?

This... Do you still want to wipe yourself?Liang McQueen sneezed from time to time, and looked at Xing Huan from time to time, thinking that Xing Huan was going to play a game with him again.

However, Xing Huan was so absorbed in his thoughts that he wanted to break Liang McQueen's right hand, and he didn't notice that Liang McQueen was shaking at all.

No way, Liang McQueen coughed twice, and said with a light smile, "Honey, I broke my left foot, not my right hand. But, you are so cute in a daze."

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