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His fingers caressed the buttons on his clothes, although his eyes were fixed on the cabinet, but the speed was not too fast, and there was a little more provocative meaning for no reason.

Qi Sen's throat moved, and he looked away uncomfortably: "Why don't you open the door, it will be stuffy inside, and let the smell of smoke go away."

Yu Minglang pursed his lips: "No."

Qi Sen scratched his head: "It's okay, you can't see it from the outside, this is the men's locker room, and all the people who come in are boys."

Yu Minglang glanced at him, "I don't like being seen by others."

Qi Sen: "..."

Isn't he someone else?

I saw the man took off his coat and threw it on the chair, and said lightly: "Don't worry, it will be just a while."

He put his sweater and coat on the top cabinet, and while unbuttoning his shirt, he said vaguely to Qi Sen: "That Qi Sen, help me get the clothes on the top shelf."

Qi Sen: "Oh."

He stood up with his head down, but was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. He put his hands stiffly by his side, not knowing what to do. A suspicious red spread from his cheeks to his neck, and was buried in the sweater.

Yu Minglang half-opened his shirt, retreating to the crook of his arms. His skin is pale and has not seen the sun all year round, exposing his thin shoulders, but because of the previous exercise, it is covered with a proper layer of muscles, so he doesn't look thin, on the contrary. There is also a smooth beauty.

Looking at it from Qi Sen's angle, you can just see a large area of ​​his skin, and the looming nipple##shows a light pink under the bright light.

Yu Minglang heard that there was no sound for a long time, and when he took off his shirt, he looked back at him with doubts in his eyes.

Qi Sen held his breath and shook his head slightly. He took off the suit on his body, which was much more convenient. He was wearing thin sportswear, which seemed a bit thin in this season. He went forward, and the clothes under the clothes But the muscles were tense, and the blush on his face didn't dissipate, but the closer he got to the person, the more he got closer.

But Yu Minglang looked careless, Qi Sen handed him the clothes, and said in an uncomfortable tone, "Put it on quickly, it's too cold."

Yu Minglang thanked him, took the clothes and put them on.

After he changed his clothes, Qi Sen was still wearing the thin sportswear, and asked casually, "Do you want to go out together?"

Qi Sen looked like he was digging a cigarette out of his pants, he paused for a while, then shook his head after a while: "No, you go out first, I'll stay inside for a while."

Yu Minglang asked again: "What should I do when Wenyu asks me later?"

Qi Sen: "Just say that I left beforehand."

He had already taken out the cigarette case, but he didn't intend to open it, and stared at the package in a daze.

Yu Minglang turned his head away, with a calm expression on his face, he opened the door of the locker room, and as soon as he opened it a crack, cold air rushed in.

"Smoking is not allowed in the locker room."

There was no movement over there, and after a while there was a rustling sound, Qi Sen seemed to have put the cigarette back again, but Yu Minglang stared outside, still not moving, for a full minute.

He let out a hot breath, and suddenly said, "It's snowing outside."

Outside the porch, a few snowflakes fell from the sky, pitifully few, if it wasn't for the bright lights on the top of the porch, otherwise they wouldn't be visible at all, he rubbed his hands, thinking, it would be big in a while.

Most of the people were watching the program inside, but a few students outside saw it, screamed happily, ran out one after another, and took it with their hands, Yu Minglang also stretched out his hand, and it melted when it fell into his palm.

The first snow of this year, just as Qi Sen said, came before twelve o'clock, welcoming Christmas, just in time, Christmas carols were being performed in the auditorium, and the singing wafted out, lingering in his ears, and he was alone I wrapped my clothes tightly, only to feel that the wind was blowing into my neck and it was cold.

Sitting in the locker room, Qi Sen seemed to be able to feel the coolness outside. He played with the metal lighter in his hand, "click" "click", and the orange light reflected on his face.

The new year is here.

He stood up and patted his pants, with a little confusion in his eyes, he suddenly thought of Zheng Sining, the boy who was always lively before has now become pale and sick.

This is a mindless entanglement... It's time to end.

The butler sat in the car and came to pick him up in person. At that time, the snow had already fallen like cotton wool, sweeping his wrinkled cheeks.

The butler was wrapped in a thick scarf, his face rarely showed a smile, and his seriousness was abnormal, Yu Minglang just glanced at him, the butler opened the car door for him, saw him go in, and sat in the passenger seat.

Along the way, I asked him: "Did the show go well?"

Yu Minglang also answered in a neutral manner: "Very good."

After a while, the butler suddenly said, "Mister is back."

Yu Minglang leaned his head on the car window, Yu Zhengyan came back, he hummed, looked at the snow falling more and more outside, he didn't think about his father, but was thinking about if tonight and next night, tomorrow to sweep How hard it must be for the people on the road. He thought about it, but he didn't think about Yu Zhengyan.

The main house was brightly lit, and it was just nine o'clock when he entered the house. Yu Minglang let out a sigh of relief, but saw Yu Zhengyan sitting on the sofa watching a tablet computer, and when he heard movement, he just glanced at him.

He originally wanted to say hello and go up, but found that the man seemed to be in a bad mood, and he didn't even call out to him. He hesitated for a few seconds at the entrance, walked forward, and sat on the sofa, very well-behaved He called out, "Dad."

Only then did Yu Zhengyan look up at him, his eyes left the electronic product in his hand, but he didn't speak, and looked at him for a long time, those eyes were dull and unusually quiet, which made Yu Minglang feel strange.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Yu Zhengyan was stunned, took the teacup on the table, and took a sip slowly: "It's okay, go to bed early."

Yu Minglang pursed his lips, feeling a little uneasy with his hands on his knees, but he didn't say anything, and finally stood up slowly: "Then I'll go up first."

"Wait," Yu Zhengyan suddenly stopped him again, the man's spectacle frames flashed a glimmer of light, but the eyes under the lenses did not look at him, "Are you still used to it in China?"

Yu Minglang: "Very good."

"It's good to be out there and be well-informed."

He paused, rolled his eyelids upwards, looked at Yu Minglang with black pupils, and said in a calm voice, "Don't be careless in doing things, you know what you should do and what you shouldn't do, you are a child of the Yu family, You always have to remember."

Listening to his inexplicable words, Yu Minglang suppressed the displeasure in his heart: "What does Dad mean?"

Yu Zhengyan shook his head: "It's nothing, I just saw my friend's child make a mistake, I hope you don't follow his example, just warn me a few words."

Yu Minglang blinked, and the smile on the corner of his lips carried a faint coldness: "What's wrong with that child?"

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"Sir!" The housekeeper suddenly interrupted Yu Zhengyan, walked between the two of them, put away the tea in Yu Zhengyan's hand, lowered his eyelids and said, "We're all resting, so don't drink tea , I won’t be able to sleep for a while.”

Yu Zhengyan looked at the ripples floating in the cup for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Okay, I won't drink."

The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief, and Yu Zhengyan pinched his eyebrows wearily: "You go up too, and rest early."

He leaned on the sofa, not intending to continue talking.

"Sir, don't start a fight with the young master until the matter is clarified."

It's all said by a little pet in a hurry. If it hurts the harmony between the father and son, it won't be worth it. Yu Zhengyan also knows it. , I was interrupted by you."

The butler said, "It's my fault, I should be punished."

Yu Zheng gave him a strict look, then snorted softly: "It's an old bone, what's the punishment?"

The children brought out by the housekeeper are somewhat partial, but if Yu Zhengyan wanted to teach Yu Minglang a lesson, he would never stop him. , but this time, he still boldly blocked the fence, just like he said, the matter has not yet come to light.

I haven't been to that place...

Yu Zhengyan ordered lightly: "Find some people to watch him."

The housekeeper took the tablet from Yu Zhengyan: "Okay."

"I'm afraid that he will go astray. In any case, it's impossible now."

Qi Sen made a girlfriend, a girl from the class next door. He heard that the girl was after him, and this person agreed within a few days.

Yu Minglang was carrying a schoolbag, and looked at the two people not far away. The girl was petite and cute, with short hair that reached her ears, revealing her small earlobes. Because they were in school, the two dared not be too presumptuous. She didn't even hold her hand, but at a distance, the girl stood beside Qi Sen, looking at the boy with eyes full of admiration, looking up at her head, she was saying something to him.

Yu Minglang sneered, feeling that Qi Sen's ability to see people was not very good, he kicked the stones next to his feet, and muttered: "Little dwarf, bow-legged."

He found it boring to kick and kicked, so he pulled his schoolbag and walked past the two with his head slightly raised, revealing a smooth neck.

The girl's name is Shuxi, and she is a very gentle person. She put her hand around the broken hair by her ear, smiled shyly, with a faint redness on her face: "You said..."

She clapped her hands, and found that Qi Sen didn't look at him at all, she pursed her lips, a little displeased: "That... Qi Sen, did you hear what I said?"

Qi Sen came to his senses, and answered in a random way: "Ah? What?"

The girl stretched out her head to see what he was looking at, but he took a slight step to block it. The girl pouted and asked him, "What are you looking at?"

Qi Sen: "Nothing."

She was a little unhappy in her heart, but after thinking about it for a while, she suddenly felt relieved. The young girl Huaichun held infinite happiness in everything. She thought, it was just the beginning. It was normal that Qi Sen's eyes were not on her. For this person, she is indeed the weaker party in this relationship, but the future is long, since Qi Sen agreed to her pursuit, it means that this person still likes her a little bit. When she thought of this, the unhappiness just now was swept away And empty.

Shu Xi raised her head and talked to Qi Sen again, but the boy still looked absent-minded, and Qi Sen's mind was now full of those cold eyes and the indifferent expression of the boy.

He doesn't know how Yu Minglang treats others, but this is the first time he sees Yu Minglang staring at himself with such indifferent eyes, small as a knife, looks even colder in the cold winter months.

"Qisen, Qisen?" The girl called him again, seeing that he ignored him, she pouted her lovely lips, "Why do you always refuse to listen to me?"

He sighed and pulled out a smile: "Let's go, class is about to begin."

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After this chapter is over, I'm stuck... the outline is useless