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Logical Aesthetics Chapter 52

Chapter 52

<<"When I do n’t like a person at all, it should be like this">>




    "Leo sent me a message."

    Zhang Xingzhi swiped his cell phone as he moved towards the motionless person on the bed while holding a glass.

    "Is he telling you to stay away from me again?" Zhong Yi's face was buried in the pillow, his voice was muffled, his fatigue was obvious.

    Zhang Xingzhi: "No, just asked me if I heard what he said earlier."

    "That’s no different." As he said, Zhong Yi murmured and rejected the water glass he handed to him. "Do you know how much you put in me; it will flow out as soon as I sit up."

    "Then let it flow out." Zhang Xingzhi didn't think it was a problem at all.

    "No, when it comes out, you will tell me that I can try again without lube." Zhong Yi was now very familiar with Zhang Xingzhi's routine, holding the pillow and started to talk to him about the condition, "Unless you promise me now you won’t do it again tonight, otherwise I won’t drink a sip of water. "

    After all, the two of them worked day by day and needed more water. Zhang Xingzhi tried to coax him to drink water every time.

    Zhang Xingzhi looked at the traces on the person on his bed for a second, and then said: "Okay, we will do it tomorrow then."

    Zhong Yi: "............"

    Can you guarantee it?

    Zhong Yi laughed angrily: "You do business better than Liang Sili."

    Waiting for Zhong Yi to finally get up from the bed by touching his waist, the first sip of water down his throat could not help shaked his head and felt that he was old.

    Zhang Xingzhi leaned on the headboard of the bed and looked at the person, without hands or mouth, just looked, and then said seriously: "I can't see that you’re getting old."

    Zhong Yi's short hair was spread across his shoulders. He turned his head around with a glass of water and looked back. He just said, "Just because you haven't slept with anyone else, you can find a few early twenties guys to find out."

    Speaking of this, Zhong Yi also implied that he had a very narrow glance at his inferiority, deliberately teasing: "Our teacher Zhang is so great, the market should be particularly good."

    But Zhang Xingzhi looked at him and didn't speak.

    Zhong Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you believe it? Many little boys like you, and your skills in bed are fine."

    Zhang Xingzhi suddenly heard an unfamiliar word: "Bedding? How is it good?"

    Zhong Yi happened to drink the last sip of water, raised his hand and shook the empty glass in his hand, laughing: "This is fine, I have never drunk the water that the bed partner has poured me."

    If Zhang Xingzhi was thinking about it, he will continue to listen to Zhong Yi: "I'm serious, you can try it out with a younger one and you will have a little fun."

    Zhang Xingzhi a asked seriously: "Why?"

    Zhong Yi was always stabbed in Zhang Xingzhi's eyes whether he was stubborn or pure, saying: "If you look for a little boy, I promise there won't be a limit to your number of tricks, and there will be more tricks than me."

    Zhang Xingzhi was silent for a moment, and the focus of his consideration was not on himself at all: "Don't you like it?"

    "Where did you come to this conclusion from?" Zhong Yi smiled.

After sitting for a while, he felt sore. He turned his back over Zhang Xingzhi and wanted to put the cup in his hand back on the bedside table. He had no energy to control his muddy bones. After putting it, he laid back on his previous position and hugged the pillow, saying, "I will teach you what I know. If you don't like it, I won't teach you that way."

    Zhang Xingzhi was clean like a mirror in this respect. He can respond accurately to any point of his reaction, and all his preferences were clearly reflected in the mirror.

    He also used to play tricks before, but later he got tired because of getting old. Liang Sili always teased him that he had seen all the fireworks in the world and returned to normal.

    Zhang Xingzhi straight forward as always: "Are you hoping that I go find someone to learn something new?"

    Zhong Yi wasn't mad at him: "Who are you looking down on? I told you, I remember the first two times you fucked me. I still need you to find someone to learn from? I just want us Zhang Xing just felt it. Zhang Leo was already hanging on your tree. Are you a brother who was also going to hang with me together? "

    At this point, it could no longer be white.

    In fact, Zhang Xingzhi said when they both arrived in bed, said that Leo seemed to be at the door.

    Zhong Yi didn't believe it, until he stood in the bathroom to remove the concealer, Zhang Xingzhi tuned into the real-time monitoring of his door on his mobile phone and showed him.

    There really was one guy sitting on the doorstep, and the body and the black vest, 10% of the time, was Zhang Leo who had not run away.

    Zhong Yi also recalled the previous performances of the two men from the garage to the door. Some words were stupid: "He came back so late, didn't tell you in advance?"

    Zhang Xingzhi looked at the screen like pressing the pause button, and the child was sitting motionless on the steps and shook his head.

    Zhong Yi glanced at him, and didn't ask how the person just found someone there, only to say: "Do you think he is still there, still the same?"

    Zhang Xingzhi exited the program and looked at him: "Which way?"

    Zhong Yi also looked at him: "He touched me again and said that some did not."

    Almost immediately, Zhang Xingzhi's eyes smiled, and he looked at the man in the mirror and said, "'I really didn't expect that one day someone would try to make me moral.' You said that, Teacher Zhong? "

    Not only that, but also a word.

    Zhong Yi was stunned for a while, then he quickly shook his head and grinned, and said with confidence: "I said it, what's wrong, isn't double-labeling possible?"

    Zhang Xingzhi did not say whether it was OK or not and asked whether the concealer had been removed.

    Later, Leo sent a message to Zhang Xingzhi to ask him whether he had listened to his words. It had been half an hour before they entered the house. Zhang Xingzhi saw it only after ten minutes.

    "Then you tell him" Listen in ", did he reply to you later?" Zhong Yi looked at him from his pillow.

    Zhang Xingzhi shook his head.

    "Won't you sit downstairs?" In fact, Zhong Yi was a little worried about Zhang Leo, a muscular kid, and said, "If he really sits outside for one night today, you have absolute responsibility, Teacher Zhang."

    Zhang Xingzhi: "Huh?"

    "Although it won't be to the point where Liang Sili and Ji Haochuan are, Zhang Leo was really a model with you in some ways." If it weren't for his age, Zhong Yi was very suspicious of Zhang Leo and Zhang Xing’s relationship. What is the relationship between you both and his behavior?

    Hearing what Zhong Yi said, Zhang Xingzhi took out his mobile phone again and said, "It was not a good habit, so I changed it."

    After speaking, Zhang Xingzhi illuminated the screen of the phone to Zhong Yi: "He's gone."

    Shown above was his empty gate.

    Zhang Xingzhi had a hard heart from beginning to end, and did not treat Leo at all, only saying: "He should have seen through the kid already."

    At that moment, Zhong Yi suddenly understood, where the man in front of him came from.

    It's like saying to him: Did you see Teacher Zhong, when he didn't like a person at all, it should be like this.

    Zhong Yi: "Really cruel."

    He couldn't tell why he felt soft and slumped in his heart now, so he shook his head in a huff holding the pillow: "Who can think of it, Teacher Zhang really wants to start, it's harder than me."

    If you remember correctly, this is the second time Zhong Yi said Zhang Xingzhi was cruel.

    He said it at the time that Zhang Xingzhi was not a joke against Zhang Leo. However, the person who can make Zhang Xingzhi's fierce hands also show that their relationship was close enough.

   

    In the taxi, Ji Haochuan looked at the silent person beside him, and he didn't know how to begin.

    He had lived for so long, he didn’t have a lot of virtue in his mouth, and it was good not to harm people. He had never comforted anymore. Ten minutes ago, he had pulled this person from his brother ’s door and said the last sentence "Do not be sad" was already his limit.

    The dead silence in the car, the taxi driver who had always been aware of the wrong atmosphere, only told them when they finally arrived at the place: "This back street has the only barbeque restaurant closest to the villa area. The taste is also good, I can't drive in, I can only drop you here. "

    "Thank you, Master." Ji Haochuan paid off quickly and dragged Leo into the alley.

    In fact, this was the first time Ji Haochuan came to such a place. To be precise, he had never seen such a lively night market that turned the clock at night. The scattered street vendors were full of people, and the shop plaques were all red, green, and green lights were flashing, and even the carts were lit with red lights.

    At this time, Ji Haochuan dragged Leo away, while Grandma Leo entered the Grand View Garden, left and right to see, they looked like a pair of country children visiting the city for the first time, they did not care about the new white shoes on the feet. Instead, it was rare, and he laughed at the sullen Leo, and finally said the first sentence after seeing him tonight: "Have you never visited the overnight market before?"

    "No, I have never seen it." Although Ji Haochuan was an illegitimate child who was not recognized by his family, even in his fragmented memory, his mother was good to him when he was a child. There was no shortage of shortcomings.

    At present, such a grand event could be seen in the county-level city of Quanshi. It was impossible to put them in the big cities like Hong Kong. The city management would clear you in minutes.

    Leo rolled his lips and said, "My brother used to take me around."

    For Yunxian, such a night market was only available in the solar term town. His brother was afraid that he would be bored and would take him every time.

    How could Ji Haochuan think that he had just looked at it twice, and could poke at Leo ’s pain, and was tangled with how to dismiss this topic without leaving a trace, so he heard Leo whisper: "You listen to me tonight and tell my Brother, I have no chance to talk to other people. "

    Ji Haochuan licked his lower lip and didn't care about the flash of sullenness in his heart, he opened his mouth.

    He felt that he was empathetic and righteous. Looking at his brother being sad, he would be sad with him. Who is calling this QAQ fine? Tonight, even his logo is gone.

    "But I've been really curious, just ... Isn't he really your brother?" Ji Haochuan never met Zhang Xingzhi, but he felt that Zhang Leo would have been brought up by his brother., Of course, mainly because they had the same surname.

    Leo glanced at him: "Do I like my brother, I have no blood relationship with my brother."

    "Just ... by chance?" Ji Haochuan was a little unconvinced. How could he have such a relationship without blood relationship?

    "It just happened."

    "Then you always say you and your brother's last name."

    "That was when I was a kid ..."




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