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

Chapter 50 Restraint

"A posture of total protection."

Zhong Xun's mind was completely blank, he couldn't tell what Chu Tingdong said, he just opened his lips slightly in a daze, showing a trace of stupidity.

It's not that he doesn't know that he has to do it so badly, if Zhong Zhonglin really smashes it, Chu Tingdong will be more embarrassing than him.

Although Chu Tingdong didn't care.

But after all, it was Chu Tingdong who transferred from another school and lived in his house. To put it bluntly, he was living under someone else's roof. No matter how bad Zhong Zhonglin was, it seemed wrong for Chu Tingdong to stay with him.

When he was chasing Chu Tingdong before, he dreamed that Chu Tingdong could have sex with him, and when Zhong Zhonglin found out, Zhong Zhonglin would not be so angry that his lungs exploded.

Will Zhong Zhonglin still beat him?

Or will he change his target and beat Chu Tingdong?

He even thought resentfully that Zhong Zhonglin shouldn't do anything to him again, after all, he was the one who was raped, he wanted to save face, and he was not the one who made him lose face.

He couldn't help shivering when he thought about it, it's too bad, maybe he has the same bad roots as Zhong Zhonglin in his bones.

That's why he treated Chu Tingdong so badly.

Now he is hot all over, his cheeks and lips are so red that they are almost bleeding, his eyelashes are trembling violently, he does not dare to look into Chu Tingdong's eyes at all, he is about to be overwhelmed by overwhelming emotions, Chu Tingdong is still holding His shoulders, his shoulders couldn't help tightening.

He never thought that he would be afraid of this, he felt that Chu Tingdong was loving him, which made him feel bad all over.

"Is it cold?" He was shaking so much that it was visible to the naked eye, Chu Tingdong stretched out his hand to wrap him in his arms, then picked up the quilt to wrap him tightly, and hugged him like this, resting his chin on the top of his hair, stroking his trembling shoulders .

Zhong Xun's lips moved, and a stream of heat poured into his cold hands and feet. After he recovered, he looked at Chu Tingdong stupidly, his face was so red that it was smoking, and he suddenly felt ashamed.

It was the first time in his life that someone called him baby.

Who would call him that except Chu Tingdong?And Chu Tingdong hugged him tightly, stroking his trembling arms and calves, his palms were warm and strong, but he didn't dare to pinch him too hard.

It even made him feel that he was being loved a little bit, as if he really treated him as a treasure that he couldn't treat casually.

Zhong Xun trembled in his arms for a while like a frightened little animal, and opened his lips slightly as if in a state of collapse, exhaled and inhaled, and clung to his shoulders, wishing to embed them deeply together.

"Death is worth it." Zhong Xun thought he was pondering in his heart, but he didn't expect his lips to mutter.

"What did you say?" Chu Tingdong frowned, and when he heard him suddenly talking nonsense, his heart suddenly choked up, and his chest felt oppressed, as if he had been punched hard.

Zhong Xuncai froze all over, buried his head in his chest and pretended to be dead. After a while, he spoke softly and said to him:

"nothing……"

Chu Tingdong forbade him to look left and right this time, and frowned even deeper, wanting to continue asking, but the phone rang suddenly and kept ringing, so he could only pick it up to have a look.

It turned out to be a video call from his coach.

He wanted to tell the coach to pick it up later, but Zhong Xun popped out a furry head from under the quilt, his eyes widened, and urged him, "Pick it up, why don't you pick it up?"

Chu Tingdong thought he was going to hide again, but who would have thought that Zhong Xun was so considerate, he knew that Chu Tingdong cared about only a few people.

Besides him, Chu Tingdong would only make a video call with the coach.

Even Xue He did not receive such treatment.

"I'm not going." Zhong Xun glanced at his face, and went to change into his pajamas, wearing Chu Tingdong's underwear without changing, then climbed into bed again, rolled into the quilt, and wrapped himself up.

Chu Tingdong didn't move, he sat on the edge of the bed and took the video, and kneaded Zhong Xun's hair and cheek with the other hand.

Zhong Xun's face was flushed with embarrassment, he was like a puppy raised by Chu Tingdong, even if he acted coquettishly, he did not give way to the puppy, and moved over to put his face in Chu Tingdong's palm.

Chu Tingdong picked it up and talked to the coach. Zhong Xun lay on his lap obediently at first, but couldn't hold back after lying on it for a while, covered his head with the quilt, knelt up, and moved backwards. .

He was tightly wrapped, a big soft and fluffy mass, only a messy curly hair was exposed, Chu Tingdong glanced at him, and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips, with a hidden smile in his eyes.

"Who is it, Xiao Chu?" The coach couldn't help asking him curiously.

Just now he felt as if something was slipping past the edge of the lens, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He waited to meet Chu Tingdong's smiling expression before taking a closer look.

Huh, it seems to be a person.

Before Chu Tingdong opened his mouth, Zhong Xun had already heard it. He pulled his clothes, rubbed his face a few times, looked a little tidier, and then appeared in front of the camera.

"Hello Coach," Zhong Xun called obediently, and introduced himself, "I am his deskmate."

Chu Tingdong: "..."

Since Zhong Xun came over, Chu Tingdong didn't drive him away, but let him stay beside him.

At the beginning, Chu Tingdong was still talking to the coach. He didn't know what was going on, but as he was talking, the phone was in Zhong Xun's hands.

Zhong Xun already had a pretty face that appealed to his elders, but his mouth was so sweet that it was too greasy, but the elders just liked the same thing. Within 10 minutes, the coach was so coaxed by him that he laughed from ear to ear.

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong simply ignored them and let them chat.

This is really not an ordinary chatterbox, he obviously didn't know each other, Zhong Xun insisted on chatting with the coach for half an hour, the whole process was neither cold nor awkward, the coach started to feel sleepy at this point when he was getting older, hung up the phone before going to bed, and Very reluctant.

"Xiao Zhong, let my brother bring you to the provincial team to play next time." The coach sincerely asked.

Zhong Xun readily agreed.

Chu Tingdong was convinced, his phone was hot from chatting, and he didn't have much to say to him. The longest video chat lasted less than 8 minutes, and he even said that he wanted to shoot the abs of the macho man to drive him to death.

Zhong Xun's mood improved a lot now, and he began to lie on the bed shaking his head again. Chu Tingdong gritted his back molars calmly, wanted to sneer, and wanted to spank his ass, but finally picked up his soft and hot lips, He kissed bitterly.

"What are you doing..." Zhong Xun asked shyly, dazed by the kiss.

He stopped making trouble, and when Chu Tingdong went to bed, he picked a comfortable position and curled up in Chu Tingdong's arms to sleep.

Zhong Xun honestly followed Chu Tingdong to class for a few days, he was not at home to toss Chu Tingdong anymore, listless.

In the evening, there was no need for evening self-study on Saturday, so Xu Chunhong wanted to ask Chu Tingdong about the review situation.

Zhong Xun didn't go home with Chu Tingdong every night. Chu Tingdong had something to do, sometimes he would wait, and sometimes he would take this opportunity to wander the street.

He promised not to cause trouble, Chu Tingdong reluctantly believed him.

"Do you want to go home first?" Chu Tingdong asked him.

Zhong Xun nodded.

Chu Tingdong was actually not at ease, but Zhong Xun was not a child after all, and he was quite capable of fighting. Unless he met Zhu Qin and ganged up to deliberately find fault, Zhong Xun would be easy to get away.

He didn't want to control him too tightly, Zhong Xun would probably feel uncomfortable.

"Call me if you have anything to do." Chu Tingdong lowered his eyes and fiddled with the small knob on the back of his head, and whispered to him.

Zhong Xun left first. He went to eat Mala Tang with Song Yijin and Wang Pang in the back street of No. [-] Middle School. It was dark at night before he went home. When he got home, the lights upstairs were on. His eyes flickered.

Zhong Zhonglin has already greeted his relatives and friends in advance, and will come to attend his wedding with his wife next Sunday.

He was going to pick up Wu Yulan's parents tomorrow and stay at home for a week.

Tonight, I went to a restaurant in the city center with Wu Yulan for dinner, watched a movie, and bought her a bouquet of flowers.

"I remember going to this movie theater with you that year." Wu Yulan is a very reserved person, and it's rare for her to have an uncontrollable smile on her face.

Zhong Zhonglin also smiled at her.

They opened the door and went in. There was no one in the house, it was deserted but quiet, and it was a relief to be so quiet.

Zhong Zhonglin took off his coat, took Wu Yulan's woolen coat, and hung them on the hanger together.

Wu Yulan wanted to make some soup and wait for Chu Tingdong to come back for supper, and then opened the refrigerator, when Zhong Zhonglin suddenly heard an extremely angry drink from the bedroom.

She had never heard Zhong Zhonglin make such a voice before, and she was so frightened that her hands trembled suddenly.

"What's wrong Zhonglin?" Wu Yulan almost couldn't restrain the fear in her heart, but she still put away the things in her hands and hurriedly went to the bedroom to ask.

Zhong Zhonglin washed out a few of their wedding photos, put them in a frame and placed them on the bedside. Now his finger bones are bulging with thick veins, almost crushing the wooden frame.

Zhong Xun lazily hummed a song and went upstairs, lowered his eyelashes and took the key to open the door. He opened it, and before he stepped in, Zhong Zhonglin grabbed his neck and dragged him over.

Zhong Zhonglin almost cut off his neck, Zhong Xun's eyes turned black, and he suffocated strongly for a while, and before he could catch his breath, he was slapped extremely loudly across the face and around the head.

"What a good thing you did?!" Zhong Zhonglin let out a heavy breath and threw the photo frame on his head.

He couldn't swear anything else, his head was buzzing, he was so angry that he was dizzy, and his blood flowed backwards.

Zhong Xun was hit on his forehead and didn't bleed, but it swelled immediately, and his cheeks were also red and swollen, leaving deep fingerprints, which gradually swelled to a finger height, and he gasped in pain even if he pulled the corner of his mouth a little.

Wu Yulan was completely at a loss, she didn't understand what happened at all, she hurriedly picked up the photo frame on the ground, she was really distressed, after all, it was a new one.

When I picked it up and looked at it, I froze in place, I couldn't make any sound from my throat, and my eye sockets started to turn red.

It was originally a wedding photo of her and Zhong Zhonglin, but Zhong Xun cut Zhong Zhonglin out separately, then changed the whole thing into black and white, and put it in a frame. Get weird.

Wu Yulan stood up with the back of the sofa, and went to the master bedroom to look at the other photos. Zhong Xun also replaced them.

Including the large photo frame hanging above the bed, it is also a black and white single photo of Zhong Zhonglin, which is very permeating even with the lights on on a gloomy snowy night.

Zhong Zhonglin was so angry that his lips trembled when he wanted to scold Zhong Xun. He grabbed Zhong Xun by the collar and slapped him with a slap. Zhong Xun couldn't dodge and was slapped several times.

He felt the warmth in his nose, and there was a strong smell of blood in his mouth, which made him want to vomit.

When Chu Tingdong left the school, his heart skipped a beat. He was uncontrollably worried, and couldn't help speeding up his pace on the road.

Then I heard the sound of punching and kicking in the corridor, my whole body was suddenly numb and sore, my footsteps sank, and my heart hurt for a moment as if it had been mercilessly torn open.

When Zhong Zhonglin raised his hand again, Chu Tingdong hugged Zhong Xun behind him, almost snatching him away.

But this time, the veins on Zhong Zhonglin's forehead twitched violently, and he no longer allowed him to stop him, he still stretched out his hand to pull Zhong Xun, his voice was rough, and he shouted furiously: "Get out of the way!"

"Why are you still protecting him?!" Wu Yulan burst into tears, staring at Chu Tingdong.

She picked up the photo frame with trembling hands, looked at Zhong Xun with disappointment in her eyes, and asked him, "What on earth do you want to do? How did you become like this now? So... so vicious."

Wu Yulan bit her lip and said these words.

Zhong Xun couldn't hear any sound at first, it seemed that all the holes in his body were bleeding.

But these two words pierced through the thick fog like sharp knives and pierced his heart. He hurt so much that his eyelashes were soaked, and he opened his eyes with mist.

Now Chu Tingdong was able to take a look at the photo.

Zhong Xun only cut Zhong Zhonglin out, but Wu Yulan put a hand on Zhong Zhonglin's shoulder.

He changed Zhong Zhonglin to black and white, and Wu Yulan's hand was still white and moist, and the sun fell on the back of her hand.

The strong contrast can easily sting the eyes, it is better not to leave it, Zhong Zhonglin's face looks even more gloomy and gloomy.

Even strangers dare not look directly at this photo, which makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Zhong Xun lay on Chu Tingdong's body. He blinked a few times as hard as he could, and stared at the photo. The color was gray, and he adjusted it inch by inch, as if Zhong Zhonglin was really dead... His whole body hurt, his chest ached. Feeling as if he was about to suffocate, his eyes were flooded with moisture, he turned his head and couldn't look any further, and pressed against Chu Tingdong's shoulder again.

Zhong Zhonglin's heart was throbbing with anger, he couldn't move, he sat on the sofa panting heavily, still staring at Zhong Xun angrily.

His eyes were red with anger, he stared at Zhong Xun, and glanced at Chu Tingdong who was standing in front of him, Chu Tingdong held Zhong Xun's arm, holding him half in his arms with restraint.

But even restraint is a completely protective posture.

The author says:

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