Hypocritical Adonis

The layout of the examination room in the second middle school is simple. In order to prevent students from cheating, they are also distributed according to their grades. This time Qi Cheng and Chi Yan are an examination room.

Qi Cheng also felt very strange when he entered the examination room this morning.

Since childhood, he rarely did something seriously. It is rare to want to deal with the exam seriously like this, which is the only time in his high school in three years.

After the test paper was sent out, Qi Cheng was still a little preoccupied. He glanced out the window. The sunlight at eight o'clock in the morning was just right. The green trees outside were slightly shaken by the wind and were as vibrant as the painting. He sat up slightly and finally focused on the test paper.

Chi Yan's position was behind Qi Cheng. He stared at Qi Cheng. After Qi Cheng started to answer the question, he pushed his glasses and followed his head down.

The first day of the exam is outside the number of words, the next morning is materialization. The time in the exam passed quickly, and when the exam was over, it was time for a weekend afternoon break.

Local students in City A can go home, but for students who are not here, like Xia Li and Zhu Fan, most of them go out for a meal and spend the rest of their time in the dormitory.

Qi Cheng bid farewell to his classmates, beckoning a taxi to go home, the taxi had stopped to the side of the road, and someone called him behind his back: "Qi Cheng, wait a minute!"

Chi Yan walked quickly, because of anxiety, his face was covered with a shallow beautiful blush. Like a student who was uneasy about the answer after the exam, he forced himself to be very calm. "Are you serious?" ?"

The second place in the grade group was 23 points away from him last time. He didn't care how the second place was tested. He asked Qi Cheng seriously or not.

Qi Cheng tilted his head to look at him and smiled, "I speak and count."

Chi Yan pushed his glasses and nodded lightly, "That's good."

The driver master pulled down the window, "Are you still going?"

"Goodbye." Chi Yan took a step back, nodded toward Qi Cheng and turned to leave.

His back is slender and good-looking, and the temperament of the book reader emerges in every movement, not arrogant and restless, and calm. Only a few steps at the beginning, actually walked out of the same hands and feet.

Qi Cheng got into the car with a smile, and he didn't stop laughing after telling the driver the address.

Xueba looks cold and cold, but there is still heat in his heart. This contrast makes people feel a little cute.

At the traffic lights, there were young people playing skateboarding on the street walking through the crowd on their skateboards, their clothes flying. Qi Cheng felt a little itchy after seeing it and said to the driver: "Master, stop at the mall in front."

"okay."

The driver master parked the car to the place, Qi Cheng paid down, stood on the roadside for a while, identified the direction and walked into the mall.

When he found a sports shop, Qi Cheng stopped.

The owner of the store recommended several types of skateboards to him. When the final payment was made, the owner enthusiastically asked: "Will the guests use it now or will we deliver it to you?"

Qi Cheng played skateboarding for a while, and he didn’t need to practice it anymore. He was about to use it now. Yu Guang saw someone passing by in front of the store. The figure was very familiar.

He changed his mouth and said: "Let me put it with you first, I will come over and get it later."

Qi Cheng walked to the store door, looked to the left, raised his eyebrows, and yelled slowly: "Qi Zhong?"

Qi Zhong was caught by his mother and his aunt just after school and went shopping.

The two ladies suppressed all his rebuttals, so that he could only follow him as a little book boy with a bag.

These two people went crazy when they entered the mall, especially his aunt. He put his one-year-old son in Qi Zhong's arms. "Good nephew, look at the younger brother for the younger aunt. The younger aunt and your mother go to the underwear shop. "

Qi Zhong was bothered to let go.

But he held a baby in his arms who knew nothing, and carried the aunt's bag on his back. You can't really let go, you can only walk around holding the smelly child, because the footsteps stop, this smelly boy will cry aloud.

Who would have thought it so coincident that Qi Yu's expression was distorted when Yu Guang saw Qi Cheng's figure.

The reaction was quick, holding the child and hurried to run.

Don't **** see him.

This image, carrying the image of a little baby in a women's bag, is almost ashamed.

More than ten times shameful than the last time you smelled socks.

Qi Zhong couldn't wait for a ground crack to appear, allowing him to get in and hide in place.

Once or twice, why are you embarrassed in front of Qi Cheng?

The baby in his arms suddenly started crying and crying, Qi Zhong subconsciously stopped, Qi Cheng's voice came from behind.

His whole body froze instantly, his arm on the baby's back stretched, and his expression changed colorfully, like a paint tray that had been overturned.

Qi Cheng quickly stepped forward, his voice smiling, "What are you running for?"

When he walked in front of Qi Zhong, he saw that Qi Zhong was still holding a baby in his arms.

The baby would cry very pitifully, with tears all over his face, he could not speak yet, and he just darted into Qi Zhong's arms. A small and soft one, only occupying a small position in Qi Zhong's arms, Qi Cheng cared: "What's wrong with this?"

Qi Zhong looked at him several times, and had no time to worry about the embarrassing things in front of him. He looked down at the baby, "What are you crying for?"

He asked several times, the baby was still crying, twisting his body, not knowing what to do.

Qi Zhong's brow jumped high, not daring to channel: "You won't pee anymore? Or..."

The expression is weird, full of entangled refusal and suffering.

The baby was held a little farther by him, and he cried even more. The tears didn't flow, and the little face blushed. He pulled Qi Zhong's short-sleeved school uniform in his hand and waved his hands and feet to stick to him.

Qi Zhong's Yu Guang glanced at Qi Cheng again, and he embraced him again in the child's will. "I have done it, can't I hold you? Can't you cry?"

Qi Cheng looked at it with interest, pretending not to see Qi Zhong's eyes catching passengers.

The baby came close to Qi Zhong again, clutching her clothes in her small hands, crying and nibbling into Qi Zhong's chest, looking for the place where she usually breastfeeds, and the saliva was wet.

The short sleeves of the school uniforms of the second middle school are white, and Qi Zhong is not wearing a coat, and one saliva and one stamp are particularly conspicuous.

"Cry when you cry," Qi Zhong's expression was distorted by pain, "What are you doing for me?"

The baby was so small and tender, and Qi Zhong's clothes were so tight that he didn't dare to force him away.

Qi Cheng, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but he couldn't hold his face.

Qi Cheng took the initiative to lean in and bent over to see what the baby wanted to do. He gently opened the child's fat cheeks, and the fat cheek gang still moved.

Qi Cheng whispered and Qi Zhong said, "It should be hungry, looking for milk to drink."

"..." Qi Zhong was extremely embarrassed, endured the pain, and warned the baby fiercely, "I don't have milk!"

But how could the child know what he meant, and he was lying on his chest intently, eating with a small mouth.

Qi Zhong’s women’s bag behind her was full of baby products. He couldn’t reach him. He could only black his face and Qi Cheng asked: “I have a pacifier in my bag. Can you help me out?”

Don't talk awkwardly, Qi Zhong never knows that she will have a day to be Qiqicheng.

Qi Cheng came behind him and began to find it.

The baby didn't taste the milk, and his strength became stronger and stronger. Qi Zhong couldn't make it, and he could bear sweating above his head.

He is a physique that sweats easily, and the sweat stays along the neck. When Qi Cheng looked up, there was a drop of sweat on Qi Zhong's back neck sliding down the wheat-colored skin into the shirt.

"Qi Cheng," Qi Zhong spit out two words from his teeth, "Hurry up."

Fortunately, Qi Cheng had found it. He opened the baby's mouth and took the opportunity to put it in the pacifier. The two were finally relieved.

Qi Zhong's white school uniform has been wet with saliva, and the position is conspicuous. Qi Cheng looked at him, took off his coat, and threw it into his arms.

In order to ease the embarrassment, he also added, "Remember to wash it when you return me."

Qi Zhong snorted deliberately to show his impatience, and tried to pretend to be like usual, "Okay, I know."

After a while, he said reluctantly, "Thanks."

The baby was lying on his shoulders, his big round eyes were turning around, his mouth was covered with a pacifier, cute and pink, and he had no idea what he had just done.

Qi Cheng put his hand in his trouser pocket and smiled at the baby, "His parents are not here?"

"... shopping for something," Qi Zhong frowned, "not yet out."

"I just bought a skateboard," Qi Cheng said nothing, "I want to play."

Qi Zhong, "What a coincidence, I also like to skateboard..."

"is it?"

The atmosphere was lighter, Qi Cheng raised his chin toward his coat, jokingly said: "Remember to wash the fragrance a little."

"Got it," Qi Zhongying came down and looked at him with Yu Guang several times before whispering, "Don't tell anyone."

Qi Cheng, "Say what?"

Qi Zhong could not speak.

"I won't tell anyone," Qi Cheng's smile deepened. "Never say you are treated as a mother by a child."

Qi Zhong, "You--"

He still shut up.

It's just that the eyebrows are pressed hard, and you can see that you are in a particularly unhappy mood.

Qi Cheng controlled and laughed so as not to completely enemies. He thoughtfully left Qi Zhong with room for relaxation, "I'll leave if it's okay?"

The other responded dumbly.

Less than five minutes after Qi Cheng left, Qi Zhong and his aunt came out from the underwear shop.

Seeing her pacifier in her mouth, she was surprised, "Hungry?"

Qi Zhong turned his backs on the two ladies, put Qi Cheng's coat on his body, and then pulled the zipper around his neck. "How can he bite casually when he is hungry?"

It's stupid to bite regardless of gender.

His mother and his aunt laughed together.

Qi Zhong walked with a face on the front.

Mom asked, "Where are you going?"

He stopped and turned sideways, his face still looking forward, and after a while he asked, "Go and buy a softener."

Not at home.

His mother wondered, "Why do you buy this?"

Qi Zhong hummed hummingly, and after a while he came out with a word: "Xiang."