I overturned my car after I slapped Gao Leng school grass by mistake

Chapter 47

"Careless."

Zhong Xun was dumbfounded, he was a stubborn donkey who would never bow his head to admit his mistakes, so he couldn't understand how Chu Tingdong could apologize to him, not to mention that what Chu Tingdong said was not completely wrong.

He has no patience, no talent, even if he studies hard since he was a child, he can't do better than Chu Tingdong in the exam.

But he didn't think about it so much, he was now blushing and heart-warming, and his whole body was comfortable.

It has to be said that Chu Tingdong really knew him too well, and he couldn't help wagging his tail when he coaxed him too much, he had to find something to do.

Chu Tingdong saw that his complexion had improved a lot, the wet red eyes had faded away, and he didn't look unhappy, so he rubbed his face, then got up and continued to review.

Zhong Xun was forced to study for several days. He originally wanted to give him a vacation, but Zhong Xun took the initiative to move a chair and sat beside his desk, staring at him with his chin propped up without blinking.

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong didn't know what he wanted to do again, so he glanced at him lightly, ignored him, and continued with the questions.

Zhong Xun held a grudge, Chu Tingdong rubbed his curly hair, thinking that when he was happy, he looked like a Samo, and when he acted like a baby or was wronged, he looked like a snow-white and soft Maltese. Who would have thought of this? There is still a Beagle hidden in the cargo heart occasionally.

Chu Tingdong got a headache when he heard him start banging on the walnuts, and wanted to give him a spanking, but when he turned over the test paper, he used too much force and almost tore the paper in half.

"Here." Zhong Xun raised his hand, stubbornly trying to feed him.

Chu Tingdong had nothing to do with him, leaned over to eat it with his head down, Zhong Xun felt his fingertips rubbed against Chu Tingdong's moist lips, his fingertips were hot, and the tips of his ears were also rosy.

Now he is completely satisfied, he doesn't want to toss about anymore, he is still ashamed, he sits on Chu Tingdong's lap, picks the most comfortable position, and sinks softly into Chu Tingdong's arms.

He also took the initiative to take a piece of draft paper, with slender eyelashes hanging down, leaning over in front of the desk, and said obediently, "Brother, I will write with you too."

Chu Tingdong doesn't like to eat walnuts very much, and it is inevitable that some debris will be left when he cracks them open, which makes him feel more uncomfortable the more he looks at them.

He hugged Zhong Xun's waist for a while, and rubbed the tip of his nose against the back of the annoying guy's neck, but he still couldn't hold back, sighed, got up and went to wipe the table first, and even dragged it down.

He couldn't bear Zhong Xun's sloppiness, and wanted to lift him up and wash him from head to toe, just like Zhong Xun couldn't bear his cleanliness.

Zhong Xun took Chu Tingdong's paper, picked out one or two questions that he seemed to be able to figure out, scratched his head, and buried himself in the calculations.

Obviously asking for an integer, he calculated infinity, then turned his head to see why Chu Tingdong was still cleaning up, his lips were tightly pressed and he held back, but finally he couldn't hold back.

"Are you annoying?" Zhong Xun knelt on the chair, then leaned on the back of the chair and raised his eyelashes to look at him, muttering, "I just ate something, why am I dirty?"

Chu Tingdong is not used to him every time. When he is not used to it, you have to quarrel again when you talk to me. Even if he argues with others, his voice is cold and calm. Zhong Xun is completely opposite, just like a Hang small firecrackers, crackling and exploding everywhere.

It made Wu Yulan startled when she got home, thinking they were fighting.

When Chu Tingdong heard that his swearing became more and more swearing, and he could swear anything, he couldn't help frowning, and said, "Don't let me hear you swearing again."

"I'm willing to scold, what else do you want to do to me?" Zhong Xun was also very annoyed, he asked him to learn, he also learned, he was not allowed to smoke, he stopped smoking, he didn't even go to Internet cafes, he Not honest enough?Why can't you even swear now?

If he doesn't say a few dirty words a day, he will feel uncomfortable all over.

Chu Tingdong was cold-faced with him again, he was even more unhappy, and he cursed even worse, scolding whatever he caught, it was so dirty that it couldn't be dirtier, fucked every day, and harmed the ancestors, it is impossible for a person to listen to it Of course, Chu Tingdong couldn't do either.

Chu Tingdong frowned, walked over and picked him up, put him on the bed, and clenched his wrists behind his back.

Zhong Xun actually didn't resist much, as soon as Chu Tingdong hugged him, his cheeks blushed spinelessly.

After scolding for too long, his lips turned red with anger, and he didn't want to mess with him anymore, he could bear even being clenched by his wrist.

He thought his pants would be ripped off at most, but who knew that Chu Tingdong beat his ass, but it didn't hurt very much, Chu Tingdong didn't use any force at all, at most it was a light pat.

But it's a fucking butt, he has never been spanked before at this age, why Chu Tingdong can't get along with him, his wrists began to struggle, and his legs kicked wildly.

Chu Tingdong was kicked several times by him, and he started to cry after scolding, crying very fiercely, trembling all over, who didn't know that he thought he was beaten violently, and suffered a great grievance .

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong let go of his wrist, "Do you still want to scold me?"

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Zhong Xun continued to cry, choked up, his cheeks were soaked, his eyelashes were wet with tears, and the skin around the end of his eyes was red to the point of bleeding. He was so weak that he punched the pillow, Sadly and angrily, "Stop scolding, surnamed Chu, you wait for me, and fuck you to death when my ass is healed!"

Chu Tingdong: "..." This mouth is hopeless.

He didn't want to quarrel with Zhong Xun anymore, he picked up the change of clothes and wanted to wash up, but Zhong Xun turned his face sideways and fell on his pillow, he finally shut up after being tired of cursing, tears rolled down his chin silently , He didn't wipe it, but turned his head and rubbed it on the pillow aggrievedly.

Chu Tingdong's heart was so soft that he rubbed his wet temples with his fingertips, leaned over and kissed him.

When he turned around to take a bath, Zhong Xun thumped out of bed a few more times, really hating himself for being weak, how could he be so easy to coax? !

Is he an idiot? He suddenly stopped being angry, and even wanted to take a bath with Chu Tingdong.

But he was determined not to go.

When Chu Tingdong came out after washing, he saw Zhong Xuntong's red eyes, which hadn't subsided after crying, and then sat on a chair, staring at him.

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong sat on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed to continue reading, Zhong Xun stood up abruptly, took a few steps forward and squatted down again.

Zhong Xun squatted beside his bed like a puppy, his eyes were red, and there were tears on his face, he was funny and wronged, Chu Tingdong suddenly felt that it was okay, he really didn't want to quarrel, most of his anger subsided, he turned his head, stretched out his hand He picked up Zhong Xun and put him on the bed, and pressed him into his arms.

After pressing down, Zhong Xun successfully hugged his neck, and scolded him again, cursing in his mouth, but hugged him tightly with his hands.

Chu Tingdong: "..." Otherwise, let's quarrel.

After scolding, Zhong Xun angrily slammed his head into the hollow of his shoulder, and quickly fell asleep, so the fight did not end in the end.

Chu Tingdong found out that after Zhong Xun started to sleep with him, he never suffered from insomnia again. Even if he was not feeling well sometimes, he could fall asleep easily, purely because he was tired from tossing.

There was no class on weekends, Zhong Xun slept until after ten in the morning, and was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone.

He barely opened his eyes, he didn't know who was calling the phone endlessly, and there were several in a row, and he picked it up a little irritably.

"Who is it?" Zhong Xun's curly hair was drooping, and his mouth was angry, "What do you want to find your father in the morning?"

The other party was obviously taken aback by him, breathing heavily, and paused for nearly a minute without speaking again.

Zhong Xun rubbed his eyes, looked at the number with a frown, and didn't recognize it without a note, just a series of numbers, he hung up with a snap, and fell back to sleep.

Unexpectedly, a few minutes later, he called again.

He sat up wrapped in the quilt in annoyance, and before he wanted to speak, the other person asked him in a cold tone who had stolen his mobile phone. He immediately couldn't bear his violent temper, and opened his mouth to fight back.

Chu Tingdong went downstairs to buy breakfast, and when he opened the door, he heard the constant noise in the bedroom, his eyelids twitched suddenly, as if he left without his mobile phone.

Zhong Xun had a good quarrel, and the other party scolded him, and he went over to teach ten sentences. When Chu Tingdong walked into the bedroom, he was still wrapped in a quilt, lazily hugging Chu Tingdong's pillow, There is a doll under one arm, and the calf rests on the other knee, raised high, chatting with the other end of the phone.

"This is a fool... a fool, he called me the wrong number and scolded me." Zhong Xun became a little obedient when he saw Chu Tingdong, wrapped the quilt tightly, and squirmed to the bedside to complain to Chu Tingdong.

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong said, "Whose phone are you holding?"

Zhong Xun lowered his head suspiciously, his eyes widened in an instant, damn it, he forgot that he insisted on changing the same phone case as Chu Tingdong before, and his phone was still charging in his own bedroom.

He immediately handed the phone to Chu Tingdong cowardly, and seeing Chu Tingdong pick it up, he was still very worried, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and asked in a very low voice, "Who is this?"

Chu Tingdong said: "My father."

Zhong Xun and Chu Tingdong stared at each other for a while, then he sat stiffly, unable to make a sound, his mind went blank, thinking that it was over for him this time, he not only cursed, He also scolded Chu Tingdong's own father severely.

Chu Tingdong comforted him, bent his knuckles and scraped his face, and said, "It's okay, I'll answer the phone."

After speaking, he took his mobile phone and left the bedroom.

No matter how he thought about it, Zhong Xun didn't think he seemed to be fine. He was so anxious that he didn't care to dress properly, so he picked up Chu Tingdong's coat and wrapped it around his body, and looked at the door.

Chu Henglin came to ask him about the results of the re-examination, and by the way, about his grades. After a few seconds of silence, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Who answered the phone just now?"

He actually guessed it, the voice on the other end of the phone sounded like a boy, and Chu Tingdong is now living in his stepfather's house.

Before he let Chu Tingdong go to Ningcheng, he knew something about his stepfather and his son.

But Chu Tingdong's mobile phone can fall into Zhong Xun's hands. Chu Tingdong is not such a careless person. He has a sense of distance from his family members, which only shows that he is not familiar with Zhong Xun.

"Uh..." Chu Henglin thought for a moment with a sullen face, then he frowned even tighter, then relaxed, and his tone softened, "You should have a sense of proportion in your heart, just don't make trouble too embarrassing, wait for the New Year grandpa When you come, I will send someone to pick you up."

After all, he only has such a son, and he doesn't want to make the relationship too rigid with him. Besides, even if Chu Tingdong doesn't practice figure skating anymore, he has to admit that he is excellent.

He knew that Zhong Xun was an idle gangster with a lot of criminal records, and he had even seen Zhong Xun's photo.

Dyeing a mess of yellow hair, squatting on the side of the street and smoking cigarettes with a group of people, wearing a tattered T-shirt and jeans, with a black earring pierced on the ear hole, only those beautiful eyes, let People have a photographic memory.

But the thin smile in his eyes was weird and mocking, and he didn't know what to say to show such a look.

He is vulgar, obscene, and makes a lot of money in the market. In short, he should be the kind of person that Chu Tingdong is most unwilling to contact.

So Chu Henglin didn't think about it, and didn't prepare for it. Chu Tingdong would have any intersection with Zhong Xun.

But now that he has it, it doesn't matter, he simply turns a blind eye and passes Chu Tingdong a step.

Of course he didn't think that Chu Tingdong would seriously have anything to do with Zhong Xun, after all, he was tempted by that face and did some outrageous things at this age, it was not incomprehensible.

Chu Tingdong understood his meaning in an instant, his eyes were dark and gloomy, which made his face even colder, a little nauseated, he said in a deep voice: "This has nothing to do with you, and you don't need to worry about it."

Chu Henglin snorted, shook his head, didn't care about his contradictory, and hung up the phone.

Zhong Xun watched Chu Tingdong's face suddenly become ugly, and he felt uneasy. Could it be that Chu Tingdong's father sued him?Although he scolded someone, the other party also scolded him.

When Chu Tingdong put down his phone and walked towards him, Zhong Xun ran over and bumped into his arms, Chu Tingdong naturally reached out to hug him and hugged him.

He only had time to put on a coat, and when he was picked up, the soft flesh of his legs fell into Chu Tingdong's fingers, only then did Chu Tingdong realize that he was still naked, so he carried him back to the bedroom.

"Why are you suddenly upset..." Zhong Xun lay on his shoulders, turned his head to stare at his face, Chu Tingdong's expression was much calmer when he picked him up, but his brows were still frowning.

Zhong Xun pressed his fingertips down, lowered his eyelashes, shook his calf, and said in a low voice, "I won't swear anymore... the number will show the number, I don't know he is your father."

He even scolded his own father endlessly all day long, and he didn't really care about others, but after all, it was Chu Tingdong's father, so he cared a little bit.

"It's okay." Chu Tingdong put him on the bed, Zhong Xun still hugged his neck and didn't let go, he leaned down, held his cheek, kissed his lips, smiled at him, his tone was cold and gentle , and praised him, "This time I scolded well."

Zhong Xun was dumbfounded, and he didn't know whether Chu Tingdong was crazy or he was, but Chu Tingdong didn't care about him, what else did he care about.

He fell back and hugged Chu Tingdong's neck tightly so that he fell into the bed quilt with him, then leaned forward and kissed Chu Tingdong, his lips became hot from being bitten, and he pushed Chu Tingdong away blushing. Listen to winter.

He happily went to wash up, was about to go out for dinner, and then went to the coffee shop to do problems with Chu Tingdong.

But he only wrote for an hour, and gradually he couldn't sit still. When the coffee in Chu Tingdong's cup was gone, he stood up as if his butt was burned, "I'll go get you another cup."

And then never came back.

Zhong Xun went to smoke a cigarette outside the cafe. He wanted to buy another drink, but when he was squatting on the side of the street smoking, his eyelids rolled up, and he saw a familiar figure in front of Liao Feng's photo studio across the street.

Zhong Zhonglin seemed to have just returned from the company, so he opened the door and walked in as he passed by.

Zhong Xun frowned and kept staring at the studio. When Zhong Zhonglin came out, he went to look for Liao Feng.

"Brother Liao," Zhong Xun tapped his knuckles on the cash register, "What did that man want to shoot just now?"

Liao Feng didn't live in No. [-] Middle School, and he didn't know Zhong Xun for a long time, so he didn't know that Zhong Zhonglin was his father, and this was the first time he saw Zhong Zhonglin.

He didn't know why Zhong Xun was asking about this, but if he wanted to take pictures, he might have to ask Zhong Xun for help, so he had nothing to hide, so he said, "Oh, he said he wanted to take wedding photos with his wife, take them as soon as possible, and wait for the wedding. Time to use."

Zhong Xun pressed the tip of his tongue against the inner wall of his mouth, his eyes became colder little by little, and his face was expressionless.

When Zhong Zhonglin and Wu Yulan got married, they were both married for the second time, so they didn't bother to make any fuss, and both of them happened to be very busy at work at the time, so they didn't hold a wedding, they only got a certificate.

In fact, Wu Yulan still wanted to remarry, but now she was thinking about Chu Tingdong's injury and didn't have the time to think about it.

Zhong Zhonglin was a little impatient, and worried that Wu Yulan had a relationship with him because of the dispute before the divorce, so he tried every means to persuade her that this wedding and wedding photos should also be a remedy.

What mood is there to do the problem now, Zhong Xun wandered on the street for a while, and then sent a message to Chu Tingdong, saying that he had left beforehand and would go home at night.

He was secretive and refused to say what it was. Chu Tingdong couldn't help frowning when he saw the news.

He was not afraid that Zhong Xun would get bored and sneak away, but he was afraid that Zhong Xun would cause trouble again. Seeing the street was shrouded in night, and even the dim street lights were turned on one after another, Chu Tingdong also got up and left.

Chu Tingdong asked Song Yijin and the others, Zhong Xun didn't go to the Internet cafe, he thought for a while, and went directly to the ice rink.

It was already November, and no one had dinner in the open-air rest area of ​​the ice rink. Pan Yu also removed the rattan chair, and stayed in the security room watching TV and playing chess with Zhong Xun's grandfather.

"Hello," Chu Tingdong knocked on the door, and said with his schoolbag in his other hand, "I'm looking for Zhong Xun, is he here?"

Chu Tingdong searched around, and finally saw Zhong Xun on the sofa in the small supermarket. Zhong Mi was also there, moved a small stool and sat by the sofa to watch "My Little Pony".

Zhong Xun wore a very thin royal blue sweater, which made his skin tone whiter, and a pair of jeans. His long legs rested on the armrest of the sofa, exposing a section of his ankle. Fragments of light flickered under the lamp... There was a dog in his arms.

I can't tell the breed, it looks like a German Shepherd Chuan Chuan, it's a little black dog, probably less than one year old, and Pan Yu keeps it as a janitor.

Zhong Xun stroked the dog's hair, feeling upset, when he looked up and saw Chu Tingdong, he was startled, his hands felt heavy, the puppy whimpered, and he rubbed it quickly again.

"Brother, why are you here?" Zhong Xun felt guilty.

Chu Tingdong also sat down on the sofa, looked down at him, and handed him the schoolbag, "Your paper."

Zhong Xun was about to stand up, but suddenly fell down holding the dog. Now he can't see it at all, his mind is full of Zhong Zhonglin's remarriage, why is it so sudden.

He wanted to discuss it with Chu Tingdong, after all it was his father who married Chu Tingdong's mother, if they really got married, even if they were out of the closet and Zhong Zhonglin was not mad at him, what would they do?

But he didn't need to ask, he could think of what Chu Tingdong would say, this idiot didn't care at all.

He even suspected that, not to mention that Chu Tingdong had no blood relationship with him, even if there was a little bit of it, Chu Tingdong could overcome the psychological barrier and fuck him without any burden.

Distraught, he pretended not to understand Chu Tingdong's words, and tilted his head, rubbing his cheek against the puppy's back, pinching the puppy's paw, making him affectionate, as if he was the same kind.

"Get up, do you think the current content is difficult?" Chu Tingdong asked him in a flat voice, lowering his eyes, "You still think it's too much?"

Chu Tingdong really wanted to find out what was going on with his sudden weariness of studying.

Zhong Xun remained silent, his messy soft curly hair was rubbed even more messily, sticking to his cheek, Chu Tingdong stretched out his hand to push it away, revealing his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, and he closed his eyes again.

He whimpered and wailed softly along with the little German shepherds, and the performance was immersed and addicted. Zhong Mi's face was flushed with excitement, and his eyes glowed and he stood up to applaud them.

Only Chu Tingdong still had a cold face, Zhong Xun glanced at him secretly, his eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth didn't show any signs of turning up.

Zhong Xun was a little frustrated at once, but he continued to act, refusing to talk to Chu Tingdong, preferring to be a puppy rather than doing problems.

"Do you have to do this?" Chu Tingdong looked at him quietly for a while, then suddenly leaned over, raised his hand to rub his head, and scratched his chin, asking in a cold voice.

Zhong Xun was a little flustered by his question, he was afraid that Chu Tingdong would get angry with him, so he turned his head and left, but he still had his neck stuck, and his peach eyes were gorgeous and stubborn.

"Okay." Chu Tingdong didn't ask any more questions, and picked up the phone with downcast eyes.

What can I do? ?

Zhong Xun was even more uneasy, he really wanted to take a look at what Chu Tingdong was doing, but he hesitated.

But Chu Tingdong had already glanced at him again, Chu Tingdong lowered his head to the phone and said coldly, "Follow me home", then put the phone to Zhong Xun's ear, his wrist bones were cold and stiff, Half of the tattoo is exposed behind the watch.

Zhong Xun didn't react at all at first, he stared at Chu Tingdong in a daze, and then heard a cadenced dog barking from the phone.

"Fuck..." Zhong Xun was stunned, the roots of his ears started to burn first, and then his cheeks turned red instantly, he stopped pretending, and reached out to snatch Chu Tingdong's phone.

Damn, this person downloaded a dog language converter? !

He has seen it before, the kind that can speak into the phone, translate into dog language, and then listen to the puppy.

Zhong Xun didn't feel ashamed when he acted by himself, but now he suddenly felt ashamed for some reason, and he felt hot all over. He let go of the German shepherd skewers, and stood on the sofa to fight Chu Tingdong.

Chu Tingdong grasped his wrist, pulled him into his arms with all his strength, and finally couldn't help laughing, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, hugging him so much that his stomach hurt from laughing.

Zhong Xun was very annoyed at first, but now he is not annoyed suddenly. It is rare for him to see Chu Tingdong's obvious emotions, and he even laughs out of his mind. He would like to see Chu Tingdong smile, especially for him.

He reached out to cover Zhong Mi's eyes, then leaned over and kissed Chu Tingdong on the lips.

Seeing that the smile on Chu Tingdong's lips paused slightly, and the pinnae of his ears turned red, he smiled at him again.

Zhong Xun coaxed Zhong Mi to take the German Shepherd Chuan Chuan to find his grandfather, and when they were all gone, he nestled in Chu Tingdong's arms.

"It's just these few questions," Zhong Xun patted the paper and said, "I'll do it for you right away!"

"Yeah." Chu Tingdong put his arms around him, his chin resting on his shoulder, the sweater on Zhong Xun's body was very soft, his hair was also soft, and his cheeks were also soft when kissed, Chu Tingdong stretched out his hands and squeezed them.

The old TV is still playing the ending song, the lights above the head are warm and yellow, the room is very warm, and there is a small sun in the corner.

Although it is Zhong Xun who sticks to him, Chu Tingdong knows that he is also willing to stay by Zhong Xun's side, like a perfect fit, only Zhong Xun can fill the hole in his heart.

Regardless of whether Zhong Xun is happy, angry or wronged, and blowing up everywhere, it will make him feel fulfilled, happy, and warm.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!