live up to the morning light

However, Mingchen is not Wei Ya after all.

It doesn't really make fun of people.

Secretly imitating Wei Ya's "looks light and calm but actually pulls [-] to [-] yuan", after learning it a few times, I felt like it, so I went to tell Wei Ya...

say what?

...I didn't think about the lines!

It was only in front of Wei Ya that his mind went blank!

His face turned red with a whoosh.

On the contrary, Wei Ya said with a smile: "Didn't you agree to beat me on the basketball court? This doesn't count!"

Tomorrow morning gas die.Fortunately, the monitor of another key class and Wei Ya have been at loggerheads for a long time. Whenever Wei Ya is proud of himself, he will fight openly and secretly. At this time, he stepped forward and answered: "Why don't you count? Three papers are less than people. 50 points, are you still reasonable?"

Only then did the siege of tomorrow morning be solved.

Mingchen was not someone who would easily admit defeat.Since then, I have been holding back more energy.Desperate to win it back.

He was already thin.

He has been exercising so much these days, even though Hong Guang feeds him like a duck, he continues to lose weight visibly to the naked eye.Hong Guang put him on the bed for a massage, groping left and right, frowning and sighing: "If you continue like this, you will lose weight."

Hongguang is a semi-professional athlete with good massage and relaxation techniques.

Mingchen was pressed comfortably, squinting his eyes and making a purring sound following Hongguang's movements, but didn't answer.

Hong Guang lowered his head and measured it with his hands—Hong Guang's hands were so big that he could almost wrap around Ming Chen's waist with both hands: "Look, there's only so much left."

Mingchen was suddenly scratched on the waist and eyes, burst out laughing, and twisted away: "Don't, it's so itchy... You're exaggerating too much, it's so serious—and, didn't you say it," Mingchen said On the face of it, Xue Hongguang dug his appearance when he got up for a morning jog last semester, "'You need to exercise more to be healthy'."

"Everything must have a limit," Hong Guang pulled him back and pressed him on the bed again, "You move a lot, and you don't like to eat, it's not enough to just consume without replenishing—not to mention that there is no need to fight so hard, you want to win With me, why do you have to toss yourself to death like this. You are like, in ancient times, the emperor's personal expedition mainly played a role in stabilizing the army's morale and boosting morale. Who has ever seen the emperor himself as a vanguard in front of him, right? "

Mingchen was amused by this set of fallacies and heresies, and laughed in the pillow shaking.

Hong Guang fished him out again and paved the ground, and he turned his head and asked Hong Guang with a smile: "I am the emperor, so what are you?"

Hong Guang really stopped what he was doing and thought for a moment before he said, "General Da Sima?"

"Oh why?"

"My surname is Huo. There is also the word 'Guang' in my name—didn't you just call me Zheng's notes yesterday? The official system of the Han Dynasty."

"So it's really..." Ming Chen nodded, and compared his wrist next to Hong Guang's. It was much thinner, and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, the master is weak and the minister is strong. Huo Aiqing is afraid that there will be something wrong." The heart of a minister."

——He has been with Hongguang for a long time, and he has gradually acquired a little bit of Hongguang's joking temper.I was embarrassed in front of other people, and when I was only with Hongguang in private, I was familiar with it and let go, and sometimes I acted.

But where can you play Hongguang?

I saw Hong Guang immediately knelt down on one knee in front of him with the etiquette of a western knight—quickly, and there was a crisp sound when his knee hit the ground: "I dare not, my loyalty can be seen by the sun and the moon, please Your Majesty. "

While speaking, imitating the knight in the book, he kissed Ming Chen lightly on his fingertips.

Hong Guang did not read much.A little bit of historical knowledge is either watched in TV dramas or heard from Ming Chen, which is totally unreliable, and he is deliberately funny, exaggerating the mixture of East and West, the effect is actually quite funny-but Ming Chen's face is still "teng" The ground immediately burned up, and for a while my head went blank, I only felt that the place where Hongguang's lips touched his fingertips burned a ball of fire, and burned along his arms all the way to his heart.