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Chapter 37 The Hair on His Ankle

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After a lot of tossing, the three finally returned home, took a shower, ate, cleaned up the dirty clothes, and when they lay down on the bed, it was already past eleven o'clock.

The one-month exam took Tang Shiqi too much energy, and he didn't have much time to do stretching.

So when Chi Lie came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and calming down, he saw Teacher Tang pressing his legs on the carpet.

Teacher Tang stretched his legs into a soft line, stretched his arms forward, and stretched his upper body forward as far as possible, almost touching the ground.

Chi Lie didn't understand this, he didn't know where Teacher Tang was practicing, because when he went out, his eyes were all attracted by the bulging part below the waist of Teacher Tang.

The pajama pants are thin and stretched flat, revealing the black boxer edge faintly, enveloping an obvious cute shape, like two clouds.

Teacher Tang worked very hard and was still leaning forward. It may be because he hasn't practiced this way for a while, and the movements are not easy. While doing it, he cried out in pain.

He stood at the door of the bathroom, unable to move, watching the loose pajamas on Teacher Tang's body fluttering with his movements, and the hem sometimes covered the roundness, then exposed, and brushed against his waist.

He felt that Mr. Tang's hem was a goblin, insisting on leading his gaze astray, disturbing his settled mind and rekindling his suppressed desire.

Perhaps because his breathing was too explicit, Mr. Tang stopped his movements and turned his head hesitantly.

He didn't hold back his expression either.

In the past, I restrained myself because I was afraid that Teacher Tang would be afraid, that Teacher Tang would be alienated, evade, and reject him thousands of miles away.He also has to test the bottom line, and then step on the edge to make progress.

But not anymore.

Teacher Tang has promised him that he will spend the whole summer vacation with him without any restrictions.Then, no matter how egregious he did, this agreement cannot be broken.

Just like now, his breathing and his body express clearly and blatantly what he thinks in his heart, and Teacher Tang has also discovered it.

But he had no intention of covering it up, and even walked towards Teacher Tang.

"Chi Lie, go to sleep first, you can turn off the lights." Teacher Tang retracted his legs and spoke a little faster, as if to prevent him from approaching.

But he didn't listen, walked over with a bath towel on, squatted in front of Tang Shiqi, stretched out his hand and pinched a hair stuck to Tang Shiqi's ankle.

That hair is also a fairy, dark brown, from Tang Shiqi.

Half of it is hidden in Mr. Tang's trousers, and the other half is protruded and landed on Mr. Tang's ankle bone.

He pinched it and pulled it out. He pulled it very slowly for a short section. The tip of the hair touched the skin so gently, how could it not itch.

He watched Mr. Tang's toes curl up slightly because of the itching, and couldn't get enough of it, so he tucked back the short hair viciously.

It's like watching a drama and seeing a good plot, wanting to repeat it again, artificially dragging the progress bar.

Tang Shiqi originally planned to sit and wait for death, but he could figure it out a bit. The more he refused to resist, the more Chi Lie thought about it, and he planned to do nothing, and leave when Chi Lie had enough fun.

But he didn't fully figure it out, especially about Chi Lie being a scoundrel.

He didn't expect that the hair that was taken out could be tucked back in. He forgot the ambiguous and shameful atmosphere for a while, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

Chi Lie doesn't care about Teacher Tang's reaction, just do what he wants.

When pulling it out again, Teacher Tang quit and retracted his foot. His hand chased after him, and Teacher Tang shrank further.

In the end, Teacher Tang's heel was attached to his leg, but he still grabbed his ankle and pulled him back.

Like rubbing his wrist bones during the day, he became interested in Tang Shiqi's ankle again.

But Mr. Tang's patience seemed to be exhausted, even though he held it in his hand, he still kicked him on the knee with a little force.

His center of gravity was unstable, and his body fell backwards. In order not to bring Teacher Tang with him, he let go reluctantly, his eyes still watching Teacher Tang's every move.

Teacher Tang gave up continuing the basic skills, gave him a very inconspicuous look, and muttered, "Childish, I don't know what you are doing."

His eyes followed Teacher Tang's movements, and he felt that Teacher Tang's thinking was too simple, he was not playing any house wine, and what was in his mind had nothing to do with childishness.

The timely ringing of the phone interrupted the strange atmosphere. Teacher Tang took out his mobile phone and went out to answer the call. He also sat up from the carpet.

I didn't look at my phone much for a day, and as soon as I opened it, there were two-digit messages. My parents and cousin sent a few messages, asking how he was doing in the exam.

He didn't want to reply or read it, but he couldn't restrain himself and opened the message box of his mother.

[Baby, mom will pick you up tomorrow, okay?Your father has calmed down. 】

[Go and confess to your father, no matter what you think in your heart, at least act on the surface. 】

That's right, he is almost 20 years old, and his mother will still call him baby, and he can also feel the so-called family affection and maternal love from his mother, but it is unacceptable.

"Baby, it's okay, mom understands you, just make a girlfriend in the future."

"Baby, be obedient, and transfer to another school. It will be fine when the students forget about it. After all, it is you who caused the bad influence."

"Baby, don't worry about affecting your grades. The family can give you a good future. Listen to your father and get a girlfriend. Be good."

The kidnapping wrapped in the shell of family affection makes people feel even more uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

[CL: If the superficial effort you're talking about is having a girlfriend, it's impossible. 】

He turned off his mobile phone after returning, the kind of complete shutdown, he didn't know how to face his parents.

Especially mother.

His mother never beat or scolded him, and she did her best in everything, controlling and arranging it gently. To resist is his unfilial piety, and he can't do it if he accepts it. He can only avoid it.

He lost his strength and threw himself on the bed, looked at the vacant space beside him, stretched out his arm, and gathered his fingers in the void, but he didn't catch anything.

I had to turn my head to stare at the door, waiting for Teacher Tang to come back, because Teacher Tang could be caught in his hands.

But Teacher Tang's mother seems to be a very good person, and they will last a long time every time they call.

Bored, he moved to Teacher Tang's place, hugged Teacher Tang's quilt, buried his face in it unsatisfied, and couldn't restrain himself from sniffing deeply.

Everything about Mr. Tang made him addicted. He was so addicted that he could trace Mr. Tang's body by following the scent, and imagine Mr. Tang's voice and expression.

He wanted to forget the news from his mother just now, and the more he wanted to escape from reality, the easier it was to fall into a dream.

Using both hands and feet, the quilt was hugged tighter and tighter, so that he didn't hear the sound of the door opening, nor did he see Teacher Tang walking towards the bed.

The author says:

The second volume is opened, a new stage

Because I joined v, I will be more diligent in updating in the future

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