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5. Chapter Five
Later, Zheng Qiuyang came out of the shower and saw Yuan Rui lying on the bed reading a book. He glanced at it, and unexpectedly found that it was not "Detective Conan"βhe was a Conan fan.
Zheng Qiuyang curiously asked, "What book?"
Yuan Rui raised the cover to show him, "The Basic Course of Motion Picture Performing in Film and Television".
Zheng Qiuyang: "..."
Yuan Rui put the book down, glanced at it again, and said in pain, "I can't read it, there are too many words."
Zheng Qiuyang said: "Don't look, sleep."
Yuan Rui closed the book and placed it beside the stack of "Detective Conan" by the bed, turning over and lying flat on the bed.
Zheng Qiuyang overturned and kissed him.
After the kiss, Yuan Rui opened his slightly moist eyes and asked, "Do you want to do it?"
Zheng Qiuyang smiled and said, "What do you think?"
Yuan Rui followed Zheng Qiuyang's lower abdomen and touched it down, and tangled for a moment before saying: "Let's do it, you're so hard as this...Can you not touch my chest today?"
Zheng Qiuyang didn't understand, "...why?"
Yuan Rui said embarrassedly: "If you have to take off your coat when doing body exercises in class, you will swell up here every time you rub it. You can see it through the t-shirt. It's abnormally big."
Zheng Qiuyang wanted to laugh a little, and promised: "Okay, don't touch it."
But after a while he couldn't help it. As soon as he touched his hand there, Yuan Rui protested: "Stop!"
Zheng Qiuyang retracted his hand. Before half a minute, he touched it again.
Yuan Rui dissatisfied: "That's it, why are you doing this?"
Zheng Qiuyang said helplessly: "The more you think about not touching it, the more you can't stop it."
Yuan Rui thought to himself, nonsense, you are chest control.
Zheng Qiuyang said: "You turn around and lie on your stomach. If you don't see it, your hands may not itch."
Yuan Rui felt that what he said was reasonable, so he turned and lay on the bed obediently.
Zheng Qiuyang pinched his waist and went in. The state of the two of them gradually became intense, and the mattress creaked.
Yuan Ruizheng whispered into bed, and suddenly the tone turned and shouted: "You are here again!"
Zheng Qiuyang hurriedly put his hand back on his waist.
After repeated this several times, Yuan Rui was a little angry, but he was so comfortable that he couldn't say a word. Zheng Qiuyang fought so well, and gradually forgot about it, rubbing and pinching presumptuously.
At the end, the two lay on the bed, panting.
Zheng Qiuyang just remembered then, shirk the responsibility and said, "You can't blame me all."
Yuan Rui ignored him.
Zheng Qiuyang said: "Really angry?"
Yuan Rui still did not speak.
Zheng Qiuyang was taken aback. Yuan Rui's temper was so strange that he had never ignored people like this before.
He squeezed Yuan Rui's shoulder, and said, "Yuan Xiaorui?"
Yuan Rui turned his head to look at him. There was still an unresolved blush on his face. He pressed his lips tightly, and then said for a long while: "Why don't you say anything?"
Zheng Qiuyang immediately said: "I was wrong."
Yuan Rui moved and said, "You go down first, it makes my legs numb."
Zheng Qiuyang turned to the side, took the sleeve off and threw it into the waste basket beside the bed.
Yuan Rui sat up slowly, complaining aggrieved: "Look, it's swollen again."
Zheng Qiuyang held back his laugh and said solemnly: "Well, I was wrong, I didn't control it."
Yuan Rui frowned and said, "It's clearly stated, if you can't do it, don't agree."
Zheng Qiuyang couldn't help it anymore, and he rolled with a smile.
Yuan Rui flushed with anger, and said, "Also laughing! What should I do in class tomorrow?"
Zheng Qiuyang smiled and said, "It's okay, no one is staring there."
Yuan Rui said: "Why not? It's because someone was watching today in class, I told you not to do this."
Zheng Qiuyang couldn't laugh, "Who? Who watched it?"
Yuan Rui said: "A classmate, I don't remember what it was called. I kept turning to look at me during class. I could feel that he looked at my chest. I must think I was very strange."
Zheng Qiuyang said that your classmate is strange, okay! He sat up and asked, "Is he handsome?"
Yuan Rui thought for a while, and said, "It's pretty handsome, but she's a bit motherly."
Zheng Qiuyang: "..."
He looked at Yuan Rui's chest and abdomen muscles, his wheaten skin, and his mood was slightly complicated.
Yuan Rui got out of bed and looked in front of the full-length mirror, and said frantically, "It's so swollen again!"
After breakfast the next day, Zheng Qiuyang went out. Yuan Rui washed the dishes and began to wipe the table and mopping the floor. Before finishing it, Zheng Qiuyang came back.
"Are you skipping work again?" Yuan Rui disapproved. "Even if no one is in charge, you can't indulge yourself like that."
Zheng Qiuyang didn't come in, and said, "I bought you something to send back, and I will leave immediately."
Yuan Rui walked over and took a look. Zheng Qiuyang bought him a box of nipple patches.
Zheng Qiuyang whispered: "I was wrong yesterday. If I can't do anything in the future, I won't promise you randomly."
Yuan Rui looked at him and said, "Oh."
Zheng Qiuyang said: "Remember to post it before going to class in the afternoon... Stay away from that classmate so that he won't look at you."
Yuan Rui said: "Yeah."
Zheng Qiuyang said: "Then I'm leaving."
Yuan Rui grabbed his sleeve and said, "Actually, I was not very angry yesterday."
Zheng Qiuyang: "..."
Yuan Rui was a little embarrassed, "I had a bad attitude towards you, I regretted it at that time."
Zheng Qiuyang deliberately said: "Really? I thought you didn't want to talk to me anymore."
Yuan Rui said: "How is it possible!"
Zheng Qiuyang looked at him silently.
Yuan Rui whispered: "I like you so much."
Zheng Qiuyang's heart was softened into water, from a straight playboy to what he is today, he was willing to plant.
There are twelve classes in the acting training class, and Yuan Rui has finished half of it unknowingly.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner. It has been a dispensable holiday for Yuan Rui who has no parents and family for many years. This year has become a little different.
"Mr. Zheng's birthday on August 15?" Zhao Zhengyi smiled, "No wonder his life is so good."
Yuan Rui said, "What's so good about fate?"
Zhao Zhengyi said, "Isn't it good to be born as the son of the king of jewelry? Unlike me, my dad is a renter, hahaha."
Yuan Rui frowned and said, "I can't say that, he actually...hey, don't talk about him, my dad has no job, he is a gambler, and I am worse than you."
Zhao Zhengyi: "..."
Yuan Rui said, "But after he divorced my mother, I haven't seen him in more than ten years, and I don't know where he has gone."
Zhao Zhengyi said cautiously: "That's okay, I don't have to drag my auntie and you again."
Yuan Rui sighed and said, "I can't bear it, my mother has been dead for almost ten years."
Zhao Zhengyi said sympathetically: "I suddenly felt that my life was pretty good... Then, how did you live by yourself these years?"
Yuan Rui said, "My stepdad is very kind to me. He provides me to school and sends me abroad."
Zhao Zhengyi felt so emotional about the reorganization of the family, and said: "There is true love in the world, and true love in the world..."
Yuan Rui pointed out the car window and said, "Look, that's my stepdad."
Zhao Zhengyi followed his finger and looked at it. It was a Chinese Dream billboard with an amiable middle-aged man. He was shocked and said, "Your stepdad is the district chief!?"
Yuan Rui said, "Vice."
Zhao Zhengyi twisted and said: "...It's still my life is the worst."