Zhang Ganggang sent Rourou a text message before the summer vacation: "Do you have time to swim during the holiday?"

The other party replied quickly: "Sorry... I may have to do tutoring during the summer vacation."

It is impossible not to be disappointed, but as a sensible and generous man (...) Zhang Ganggang naturally won't be petty.

Rourou sent another message: "I'll take a photo when I go swimming. I miss you so much. I've been a screensaver for a long time."

Zhang Ganggang: "..."

Xie Meng wrote down his summer homework, and when he turned around, he saw Zhang Ganggang's face flushed.

"..." Xie Meng was very worried: "Don't feel well?"

Qi Fei smiled wickedly and said, "It's not that he's uncomfortable, he's just being slutty."

Zhang Ganggang: "..."

After the summer solstice, Suzhou has truly entered high temperatures. During the day, the sun shines heavily, the air is hot, and the night is cool. Xie Meng occasionally moves out a rattan chair and lets Zhang Xiujuan sit in the yard to enjoy the cool.

His schedule has not changed. He got up early to do boxing and fought with Zhang Xiujuan.

"Don't you go out for fun during the summer vacation?" The old man's palms were refreshing and he showed no mercy to his grandson: "Don't stay at home, it's moldy."

Xie Meng said helplessly: "I run out every day, what should you do if you have anything?"

Zhang Xiujuan: "What can I do? Don't be so autistic."

"..." Xie Meng was so amused and cried that he had to say: "I'll go swimming today."

Zhang Xiujuan was excited: "With a girl?"

Xie Meng: "Male, he will come over later."

Zhang Xiujuan stared at her: "Yeah, your brand is quite big, and you still have to pick it up. Go and take out the mung bean soup in the refrigerator and return it to the warmth. You don't know how to be polite in hot weather."

When Ji Qinyang came, he saw Xie Meng bringing a thermos pot. He raised his eyebrows and supported the newly bought mountain bike with one foot.

"Men bean soup made by my good wife." Xie Meng explained. He unscrewed the lid of the pot and poured a cup for Ji Qinyang: "Try it."

The warming time was just right, and it was cool and refreshing. Zhang Xiujuan added rock sugar, and the soup tasted sweet but not greasy.

Ji Qinyang laughed and said, "This is counting the cost of the car?"

Xie Meng also laughed, and he joked rarely: "Then you are too cheap."

Ji Qinyang refused to deny it. He signaled Xie Meng to sit behind and hang the thermos on the faucet.

There are many bridges on Shantang Street, but they are small but high. Ji Qinyang had to stand up and pedal when carrying Xie Meng up the slope.

"How about I come down and push it." Xie Meng suggested.

Ji Qinyang held his breath and didn't say anything. When he went downhill, Xia Feng blew his bangs, revealing his smooth forehead: "Stand up and put it on my shoulders."

"?" Although Xie Meng was puzzled, he did as he did.

Ji Qinyang rushed to the highest bridge in one go.

The hot wind blew, and the face came. Xie Meng narrowed his eyes and grabbed Ji Qinyang unconsciously. The boy riding a bicycle smiled. He turned around and the bright sun gently made the delicate outline.

When the two arrived at the swimming pool, Zhang Ganggang and Qi Fei were already waiting there. Zhang Ganggang actually brought a swimming ring, the same style as the big yellow duck.

Qi Fei was a little surprised when he saw Ji Qinyang: "Didn't you just went to pierce your ears yesterday? Is there any problem with swimming today?"

When Xie Meng heard this, he looked back with some confusion.

Ji Qinyang exposed his left ear, and there was a small silver earring on his earlobe.

"..." Xie Meng stared at him for a long time.

Ji Qinyang smiled and turned his face: "Does it look good?"

Qi Fei showed an expression that he couldn't stand. In his eyes, Ji Qinyang was so narcissistic: "Okay, boss, you are the most beautiful, you are so sexy!"

Zhang Ganggang was worried about whether he would be discovered by Maitreya Buddha after school started. However, according to Qi Fei's opinion, Ji Qinyang's hair had dyed it. Who can control such a small place?

"Then are you still swimming today?" Xie Meng didn't think anything was wrong. In his eyes, Ji Qinyang was very beautiful, and sometimes dressed up more suitable than girls.

Ji Qinyang: "I can just watch it from the side, and the swimming pool is cooler."

Because I went there early, there were not many people in the swimming pool. Zhang Ganggang was lying on the big yellow duck and had to fly and push him to swim. Ji Qinyang sat alone by the pool with some boredom, washing his feet, and stared at Xie Meng in the water unconsciously.

The boy was like a fish, and his whole body was poured on water as if he had become soft.

Ji Qinyang watched him swim towards him, stretched his arm to sit next to him.

"Is it boring?" Xie Meng wiped the water flowing from his chin. His skin was very white, but it was not as transparent as Ji Qinyang. Because it was a little cold after the water came out, Ji Qinyang found that the other party's nipples/head were hard.

"..." Ji Qinyang touched his nose and coughed, "Somewhat."

Xie Meng took a towel to wipe his hair. He thought for a while and said, "Let them play by themselves later. I'll take you to somewhere else."

Ji Qinyang became interested: "Oh? What to do?"

Xie Meng smiled and threw the towel aside: "It's boring to tell you."

After saying hello to Zhang Ganggang and Qi Fei, Xie Meng happened to meet Zhuo Xiaoyuan when he took Ji Qinyang out. Zhuo Jin was wearing a beautiful little swimsuit with lace, and screamed again when he saw him.

Xie Meng: “…”

Zhuo Xiaoyuan said coldly: "You don't need to be embarrassed to have your figure."

Zhuo Jinjin angrily beat his brother.

Ji Qinyang and Zhuo Xiaoyuan fisted: "Take good care of your sister."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan hung his eyebrows and said, "No need to say it." He glanced at the two of them and said, "Are you swimming?"

Xie Meng did not answer positively: "Ganggang and Qi Fei are still inside."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan tickled unhappily: "I'm going to play with the idiots again."

Xie Meng: “…”

When Ji Qinyang rode his bike to the door of the martial arts center, he had not yet reacted, so Xie Meng walked up a few steps and turned around and waited for him.

"When I was in poor health when I was a child, I was sent here by my good wife." Xie Meng greeted the old man who was guarding the door and walked towards the Sanda field with a familiarity. There was no one in the locker room. Xie Meng took a new sportswear and handed it to Ji Qinyang.

The boy was wearing a short satin jacket and barefoot without shoes.

Ji Qinyang also imitated him and took off his shoes. The two of them entered the venue one after another.

The master who teaches boxing is still taking care of his disciples. Many children are only five, six or seven years old, and they are stomping on horseback and sing their feet with a slight voice.

"Do I want to learn the same way as them?" Ji Qinyang said curiously. He looked at Xie Meng putting on his wrist guard and threw it to himself two more.

"You can't learn the basics now." Xie Meng smiled and said, "I will teach you practical boxing routines, which are usually used for self-defense."

Ji Qinyang felt a little incredible: "I didn't expect you to do this."

Xie Meng didn't say anything. He pulled Ji Qinyang's arm and overlapped with his up and down. He gestured and pushed his hands again. Ji Qinyang did it according to the rhythm.

"The left foot is in front, the right foot is in back, the front knee is slightly bent." Xie Meng said as he moved, his left leg bypassing Ji Qinyang, and his overlapping arms suddenly pulled one by one. Ji Qinyang rushed forward. Before he could react, Xie Meng's knee stumbled heavily against his calves. After turning around, Ji Qinyang was passively pressed on the ground.

Ji Qinyang: “…………”

Xie Meng looked down at him: "Gu Chuansan's hands, head, fingers, palms, fists, elbows, shoulders, knees, legs, hips, arms, and every part can be attacked, paying attention to their surprise and practicality."

He helped Ji Qinyang up and posed in a defensive posture: "Come and try."

Ji Qinyang lay on the ground sweating profusely, and Xie Meng poured mung bean soup and handed it to him.

"What was that just now?" Ji Qinyang suddenly asked.

Xie Meng: "Wing Chun Fist, three tricks."

Ji Qinyang: "Is this also Sanda?"

Xie Meng: "It belongs to traditional Chinese martial arts."

Ji Qinyang laughed: "Why do you know everything, a master of the generation."

"Wang Kar-wai's movie was pretty good." Xie Meng also smiled: "It's just a little exaggerating."

Ji Qinyang nodded: "Yeah, it's duangduang."

The mung bean soup from Xie Meng's mouth almost spurted out. Ji Qinyang rested for a while and stood up again. He moved his wrists and ankles.

"Still practice?" Xie Meng was surprised: "I can't be anxious, aren't you afraid of getting up tomorrow morning?"

Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows and said in a pun: "Men cannot lose in fighting."

After half a month of summer vacation, Qi Fei asked Ji Qinyang to go out for a swimming tour.

"You're going to have your ears pierced." Qi Fei clamped his cell phone and tilted his palm fan in one hand. While calling, he coaxed his aunt's youngest son to take a nap: "I made an appointment with Zhang Ganggang and Zhuo Xiaoyuan, you and Xie Meng, otherwise I would have to play with two idiots alone."

Ji Qinyang laughed at the other end of the phone: "I'm not available, I'll do something else soon."

Qi Fei: "I am still writing lyrics and composing music, and that's called Xie Mengbei. He will always have time."

Ji Qinyang: "He is not available, you don't have to ask."

Qi Fei: "Ga?!"

Ji Qinyang said lazily: "So you three fools can only play together."
To be continued...