The weak and beautiful man is actually an attack

In Xing Ming's apartment, Han Anxin and Xing Ming are sitting on the velvet carpet in front of the sofa playing CS. Although they both like to play games, they are different from ordinary people playing games. Staring at the game screen, there was obviously no verbal communication, but the cooperation was exceptionally tacit, and "Shu Shua Shua" won several games in a row.

"Master, Xiaoxin, the meal is ready, come and eat." Aunt Fang, who had finished her work in the kitchen, went to the living room and called the two of them to eat.

"Okay, Aunt Fang." Xing Ming responded, but quickly pressed the hand holding the game controller a few times, and the round was won in such a simple way, "Let's go, Xiaoxin, go to eat."

"Oh, okay." Putting down the handle in his hand, Han Anxin obediently followed Xing Ming to eat.

At the dinner table, the two ate in harmony. They chatted about school affairs, and then Xing Ming and Han Anxin talked about the things they encountered in high school.

Han Anxin admires Xing Ming very much now, whenever Xing Ming tells his story, he always listens attentively there. His father was placed on the same plane, and he was an example for him to learn from.

"Xing Ming is so good, really good." Han Anxin looked at Xing Ming every day with shining eyes.

Xing Ming could only smile helplessly when he heard him call his own name, "You boy, you should call me teacher, why are you becoming more and more indifferent now."

Han Anxin was stunned for a moment, "Ah, I'm sorry, unconsciously... because I feel that Xing Ming is more like a friend than a teacher."

Han Anxin's words pleased Xing Ming. He curled the corner of his mouth and nodded, "Although I'm glad to hear you say that, you must not call me by my name in school, otherwise it would be bad if other students overheard you."

"Of course." Han Anxin nodded solemnly. He liked Xing Ming very much, and he didn't want to bring any negative influence to Xing Ming.

Han Anxin is a sensible child, and Xing Ming knows that he will do what he promises.He nodded and looked at the time. It was 11:30, and Xiaoxin would have to make up lessons at almost two o'clock. He looked at Han Anxin who was eating there with his head down, "By the way, Xiaoxin, I played all morning. I will give you extra lessons after dinner."

"Eh?" Han Anxin has completely forgotten about making up lessons, do you want to make up Chinese again?Chinese is terrible!His eyes suddenly opened wide, looking at Xing Ming wetly, "No, can't you play for a while?"

Is this child acting like a baby to herself?so cute!Xing Ming felt that his heart was shot in an instant, but luckily he had already prepared for it.He shook his head and said helplessly, "I really can't do anything about you. Well, how about playing until one o'clock, taking an hour lunch break, and giving you extra lessons at two o'clock?"

Han Anxin lowered his head and thought for a while, then nodded, "Yes, yes, the deal is made."

Playing cs with Han Anxin is actually quite cool, seeing that he agreed, Xing Ming immediately said: "Well, then eat quickly, and I will play with you for a while after eating."

"Good~"

Aunt Fang watched the interaction between the two, and shook her head amusedly, "Young master is really kind to Xiaoxin?"

"Because Xiaoxin is very obedient, obedient children will naturally be rewarded." Xing Ming said as a matter of course.

Han Anxin looked at him with puffed cheeks, and said, "Xing Ming, I'm not a child in kindergarten."

"I know, I know." My hair exploded, haha.Xing Ming suddenly wanted to stretch out his hand to rub Han Anxin's head, but unfortunately the table was too wide, even if his hands were long, he couldn't touch Xiaoxin's head, so he could only rub him later when he was giving him extra lessons.