live up to the morning light

Mingchen felt that the synchronization rate of his soul and body dropped wildly.The place where Hongguang held was instantly on fire, igniting all reason and blood. I only felt that my whole body was hot everywhere. I couldn't taste the touch of Hongguang's palm carefully. ——Hong Guang was half asleep and half awake, didn't notice it at the first time, and moved a few times mechanically—Ming Chen burst out crying, struggling to hide: "No, no... Hong Guang don't..."

——He was originally leaning on Hongguang's arm with his back to Hongguang's arm, and flinched reflexively, but plunged himself deeper into Hongguang's arms and bumped into Hongguang's shoulder.

Hiroshi woke up again.

Feeling the wetness of the palm: "Ah, so fast?"

I can't say a word in the morning.Just want to die in place.

Hongguang rubbed his hair: "Ah, sorry, sorry, what, it's like this after drinking, I just said you don't mind..."

In the morning, half of her face was hidden in the pillow, she was still panting, and it took a while for her to moan and say, "You... your hands are dirty..."

Hong Guang handed him a tissue, and wiped his hands with another: "It's nothing, it's you, will it be sticky and uncomfortable--no, it's fine, I'm too lazy to move, go to sleep Let's talk about the rest tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he threw the tissue under the bed and helped Mingchen tuck the quilt tightly, and only 30 seconds later, he started snoring again.

Mingchen froze in place like a fish thrown ashore, didn't even know how to react for a while, stared blankly at the beautifully shaped jaw of Hong Guang in front of him for a long time, feeling warm and sore in his heart... Back Overwhelmed and a little aggrieved and annoyed...

...I couldn't help grinding my teeth, wrinkled my nose and gave Hiromitsu a small kick.

The movement is a bit big, but the strength is very light.

I just secretly vented my petty temper that is not humane, and I didn't want to wake up Hongguang—unexpectedly, Hongguang woke up anyway, and asked dimly: "It's too hot? Don't kick the quilt. You cover it, and I will turn off the heater." Turn it down."

In the morning, my whole body froze with fright, so I had no choice but to prevaricate: "It's not hot, I just turn around."

Hiroku said vaguely, "Hmm", arms crossed, and patted Mingchen like a baby: "Sleep, sleep, don't sleep... wake up tomorrow morning... I'll have a headache..." - obviously really sleepy, He can't even speak clearly, and he speaks three words and swallows two.

After all, Mingchen is not willing to really make trouble with Hongguang, and besides, he also knows that Hongguang has all kinds of good intentions—it’s just being straight, and being straight is not wrong... If anyone is really at fault, then the wrong person must be thinking too much Own……

He opened his eyes and thought for a moment, sighed, and squeezed greedily into Hongguang's arms, before falling asleep in a daze.

Both were hungover.

The next day I didn't wake up until it was three poles high in the sun.

To be precise, he didn't wake up until the sun was high in the morning—Hong Guang was beside him, still snoring, and he had the heroic spirit to sleep the whole day straight away.

Mingchen opened his eyes and was stunned for a while. He felt a subtle sticky feeling between his legs. He froze in place and reacted for half a minute before he remembered what happened last night. It took another half a minute to confirm that It's not a dream...suddenly...

...I just want to find the time machine quickly.

Mingchen's mind is full of "how to erase Hongguang's memory without being discovered by Hongguang".

I was afraid that Hongguang would suddenly wake up and still remember, and find something unusual—that was so embarrassing that he could suffocate, and wished he could just dig a hole and bury himself in it.

Afraid of what to come.

Before Mingchen could figure out how to deal with it, Hongguang had already woken up—he bent his arm to touch him vaguely: "Mingchen?——Are you awake? What time is it?"

In the morning, my mouth is tongue-tied and my brain is blank.

I just felt that Hongguang's voice was hoarse and deep, like a frosted texture, rubbing directly on the apex of my heart - it was soft from head to toe, and I didn't dare to breathe heavily, so I just responded in a low voice: "No, I don't know."

"Are you still sleepy? Do you have a headache? Do you have a stomachache? Are you hungry?" Hongguang turned around, wrapped the two of them tightly again with a quilt, and asked a series of vague questions.

Mingchen faltered and fumbled to find something to say, and a series of questions frantically swiped the screen in his mind:

Hiromitsu What does this mean?Does he remember?Can't remember?Or do you still remember wanting to get by because you were afraid of his embarrassment?Or remember but can't face it and pretend not to?

Before he could straighten out the problem, Hongguang raised his hand and rubbed his eyes: "No, no, you can't be lazy. If you don't eat one meal, you'll feel hungry, and if you don't eat two meals, your stomach will be worn out—eh? Why are my hands sticky...ahhh."

——Okay, no matter whether Hongguang remembered it before or not, he must remember it now.

At that moment, Mingchen just wanted to go back to the self who had no foresight and didn't know how to wipe Hongguang's hand with a paper towel to strangle him five minutes ago.

"that……"

Before Mingchen could come up with a reasonable explanation, Hong Guang had already knelt under the quilt and clasped his hands together: "I'm sorry! Squad leader! I didn't mean it! I drank too much!"

Mingchen was stunned.

Hong Guang raised his head and saw that he was silent, panicked, and cautiously probed: "Are you angry?—Are you really angry? I'm sorry, I'm sorry... What can I do, you're so abrupt..."

Mingchen really didn't know what expression to put on.

Mingming's heart was a little sour, but hearing Hongguang say "abrupt beauty" was probably just a casual joke, but it was also sweet.However, Tian didn't dare to show it on his face, so he had to follow Hongguang's words and laughed: "It's okay, I've drunk too much."

Then take things over.

Hongguang probably didn't care, he rubbed Mingchen's hair casually and said, "If you're sleepy, go to sleep again", then put on his clothes and got up to make porridge for him - he vomited after drinking yesterday and Mingchen, so he didn't dare to let him eat something else.

Tomorrow morning, I tucked into the bed for a while, and felt reconciled belatedly.

Jumped out of bed and ran to the kitchen: "Did you buy the two exercise books I asked you to buy last time?"

Hongguang was chopping meat and boiling water at the same time. He was so busy that he didn't have time to turn his head back. He replied casually, "I bought it. The courier just arrived, and it hasn't been opened yet."

"Then let's make a set of papers today." Ming Chen announced.

"Eh?" Hong Guang was shocked, "Didn't I just finish the exam..."

"You can't relax after the exam. Your foundation is poor. How much of your grades is a surprise attack before the exam, and how much of it is good luck. You have to weigh it yourself. You have to strike while the iron is hot." Ming Chen said sternly.

"That's all right," Hong Guang turned his head, seeing Ming Chen running out with only pajamas on and no trousers on, he let out an anxious "hey" and slipped Ming Chen into the room Going back to the bed, "I can do any questions, you cover for a while and put on long johns to avoid catching a cold."

The quilt was still full of Hongguang's smell.

Mingchen took a big sniff secretly, thinking that people are really kind and honest.