Hypocritical Adonis

Qi Cheng returned to the dormitory without expression.

Xia Li looked at him when he heard the door, "Why is it so slow?"

He took a mobile phone to see Qi Cheng. He was startled by Qi Cheng's expression and his tone became cautious. "What's wrong with you, Qi Cheng?"

Others looked at Qicheng for a moment.

Qi Cheng didn't speak, he locked the door of the bedroom with his backhand, and when he turned around, he already had a smile on his face, "Are you there?"

Although there are few boys about his height, they are not small, but they are not.

Unless he judged the wrong height.

This person also knew that there was no light at the entrance of the water room, and that the only few lights had low sensitivity.

Is it from Anyuan High School, or from the two classes of No. 2 Middle School?

"We are all here," Chi Yan took the initiative to return to him, frowning, "Are you all right?"

Qi Cheng laughed a few times, "What can I do?"

He put down what he was holding in his hand, and the dormitory people turned on the flashlight to help him light up. After climbing up the upper bunk, Qi Cheng thanked them.

When he turned on the phone again, the above message had already come a lot.

He returned to the doctor first this time. In fact, the doctor was very cold. He sent Qi Cheng a regular message every night. There was only one good night.

But this time the doctor said more than usual, "Watch your body, pay attention to safety."

The eight characters seemed extremely polite, and Qi Cheng thanked the doctor for his coldness at this time, because he calmed down with him.

He then responded to all who needed to reply to the message.

After making sure nothing was missing, Qi Cheng turned off his phone and stared at the ceiling above his head.

After a while, I closed my eyes.

The touch on the lips can now be recalled.

Hot and eager.

At first, with temptation and uncertainty, in the end, like a crazy wolf, he still wanted to insert his hand into Qi Cheng's palm.

The lips are very tender, with a youthful atmosphere.

Who is it?

What is most expected from Anyuan High School in Second Middle School is, of course, horse riding.

Teacher Yang does not need to ask them to know how tempted they are. The morning of the next day passed quickly. After the students of Anyuan High School returned home on a holiday in the afternoon, only two classes in the second middle school were left on the entire campus.

The people in the two classes stood together, and Qi Cheng stood at the end of the third class, squinting at the person in front of them.

There are more than 50 people in a class, more men than women, and there can be sixty or seventy boys in total.

Qi Cheng looked around, and there were at least seven or eight people as tall as him.

Including Qi Zhong and Wu Yuan.

Neither of them looked at him, they were looking into the distance.

Everyone looked as usual, seeing no difference.

Anyuan High School brought the riding clothes, and there was a dressing room next to the racecourse. The boys and girls entered the dressing room and changed clothes. When they came out again, many people twisted and squeezed.

Most of them have never touched a horse, nor have they touched a riding suit. They are slightly fatter or have thicker legs. The shortcomings will be obvious.

The equestrian teacher stood next to him and smiled with Teacher Yang: "The same was true when our students took this class for the first time, except for a few experienced ones, the rest either covered the front or the back. Good-looking children were confident More, but mostly, girls are shy and boys are ashamed."

Mr. Yang nodded and smiled, "But it looks good on the top."

The black waistcoat on white, the upper body is handsome and neat, especially the tall ones who are tall and tall, appearing in the whole line, as if they are making a TV series.

The equestrian teacher nodded in agreement.

Helmets, protective vests, gloves, breeches and riding boots.

The slender figure gives the boy a deep charm that is unique to men.

The racecourse of Anyuan High School was built with great style. Qi Cheng changed clothes and came out. Xia Li and Zhu Fan were uncomfortable. "Qi Cheng, don't you feel tight?"

"You seem to have a taste of scum."

Qi Cheng smiled, his expression relaxed, "What smell?"

He looked at the two men, and they embraced him with a smile, and walked to the gathering place with their shoulders on their shoulders. "The fourth middle school that Han An went to was also very fun. Started the school celebration, which was very big, and also invited stars. The school celebration of our school is closely followed by the fourth middle school. It is under the pressure of the fourth middle school every year. It is estimated that our school will explode this year."

"Also invite the stars?" Qi Cheng.

"Who knows," Xia Li, "If it is a star, I hope to have a beautiful goddess."

The horse has been pulled out, and the equestrian teacher is at the forefront, "Does any of you ride horses?"

Everyone looked at each other, left and right, no one agreed.

"Don't be shy," the equestrian teacher smiled. "It doesn't need any more difficult skills, just ride."

Qi Cheng raised his hand.

He wears gloves on his hands, his riding boots shine brightly, and the whole person stands upright like a bamboo.

You can stand casually and relax, but even the simple action of raising your hands with the clothes brought elegance that the school uniform cannot express.

The equestrian teacher was pleased, "Do you mind a demonstration?"

Qi Cheng said a good word and walked out of the crowd. The eyes of the two classes gathered on him, and then it was difficult to remove his eyes.

He picked a tall brown horse and stroked the horse's face. The docile horse rubbed his hand, and the pony tail flicked.

Everyone watched it very carefully, because he had never ridden a horse, so he did not want to miss every movement of Qi Cheng.

Before starting the horse, check the firmness of the reins and stirrups. After the inspection is completed, step on the stirrup and turn over the horse. The whole movement was like flowing water. The students watching it felt that one second still stood on the ground, and the next second was already riding to the horse. What happened during the period, they did not see clearly.

Qi Cheng smiled at them sideways, his back straight, his reins closed, and the horse walked a few steps neatly.

The equestrian teacher has been nodding his head, "Yes, that's it. The posture will be very handsome after being proficient in horse riding. Everyone can practice to achieve the level of this classmate."

Wu You muttered, "This is so handsome."

He turned his head and asked Qi Zhong, "This trick is really handsome, is it Qi Zhong?"

Qi Zhong's eyes flickered and he didn't speak, as if he was fascinated.

Wu You looked at him strangely, "Qi Zhong?"

"Hey."

Wu Yuan's voice came from behind Qi Zhong, Qi Zhong frowned, turned around and looked at him.

The cigarette between the fingers drifted, Wu Yuan glanced up and down Qi Zhong, suddenly hummed.

"You blocked him last time?" His voice was hoarse, his chin raised toward Qi Zhong.

Qi Zhong looked back at him lazily and stood upright, his eyes provoked. "It's your business, Class 9."

He was about the same size as Wu Yuan, but he didn't lose his momentum.

Wu You next to me was baffled, "Who do you two say?"

Who blocked who?

How did these two Buddhas go up.

Chi Yan pursed his lips, bypassed the mess of students and teachers, and walked to Qi Cheng. The intention was obvious, "Qi Cheng, can you teach me to ride?"

He glanced at the brown horse and added another sentence, "If you have time."

"I have time," Qi Cheng got off the horse and fell right next to Chi Yan. He smiled and reached out to Chi Yan. "This horse is very docile. I'm holding it. You try to go up."

Chi Yan nodded, "Thank you."

Qi Cheng fixed the horse and told him how to get on the horse.

Chi Yan's movements were stiff, but he was very capable of understanding. Finally, he raised his legs a little and finally sat down.

"Sit gently," Qi Cheng reminded. "The back is straight, looking straight ahead."

Chi Yan did it little by little, but this posture was really embarrassing. When his hips were really sitting right away, he asked, "Why do you sit lightly?"

"If you sit down heavily, Ma will think you are a novice, it will bully you with this point," Qi Cheng looked up at him with a smile, "but Xueba is worthy of Xueba, even if you have never ridden a horse, well done."

Chi Yan took his words: "Chi Yan."

"Call me by name."

Qi Cheng changed his tone from the good.

The two of them walked slowly, and the horses walked slowly, circling on the horse farm.

Half a circle down, Chi Yan looked down at Qi Cheng holding the horse in front.

From the first meeting, he knew that Qi Cheng, as he said, was a helpful person.

It is a virtue to help others, but the help of some people will give others the thoughts they should not have.

Qi Chengcheng is such a person.

Want him to help gently, and want him to be cruel to others.

Chi Yan was puzzled by this mood.

What he wants to know more is, in Qi Cheng's eyes, whether all the people he has helped are indistinguishable.

Help him erase the indelible writing on the blackboard, and help the girl in the second row pick up the pen.

In Qi Cheng's view, this is one thing or two.

[After five seconds, Xueba will drop from the horse immediately. Do you provide any help? 】

[A. The hero saves the beauty, draws the thin waist of Xueba into your arms]

[B.......]

Qi Cheng's face changed, and he stepped back, just dragging down the Chi Yan that fell down.

"What are you thinking about?" He first froze his face in front of Chi Yan. "Don't you know the consequences of falling from the horse immediately?"

Chi Yan showed a false sweat, and he apologized: "I'm sorry."

Qi Cheng straightened his lips, supported his waist, and took him off the horse. Chi Yan staggered for two steps. After standing upright, his face was pale, and once again solemnly and Qi Cheng thanked: "I am a god...Thank you."

"No," Qi Cheng appeased the frightened horse, frowning. "Which is going away, what are you thinking?"

His face is not good-looking, and no one will look good when he sees this scene.

Chi Yan did not expect that he would make such a mistake. The sense of weightlessness at the moment made him not yet come back to God, but Qi Cheng's expression gave him another indescribable courage.

"I'm thinking," Chi Yan, "I'm thinking about implicit love words you don't like, what kind of love words you would like."

Qi Cheng appeased the horse.

The horse rubbed his face and took a step forward, his loose mane flicking across Qi Cheng's fingers.

Chi Yan, "Will you like more direct love?"

He has a serious attitude and sweat on his clean forehead.

The clear voice and frowning eyebrows made Chi Yan look as if he was serious about doing scientific research.

Qi Cheng's nose sounded, "Huh?"

It was unclear what he thought.

Chi Yan instinctively swallowed if he wanted to blurt out, he slightly laughed, pushed his glasses, calmly said: "Nonsense, this time I was really scared."

He turned his head and clearly saw his classmates in the distance from the lens. Many of them experienced the feeling of being on horses one by one under the guidance of the equestrian teacher.

In the setting sun, warm golden light spilled over the racecourse.

"Go back, Qi Cheng?" Chi Yan smiled at Qi Cheng. "This time, I'll try to lead the horse for you, will you?"

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Part of the riding information is checked from books and Baidu