The weak and beautiful man is actually an attack

Xing Ming drove the car slowly, and Han Anxin sat in the co-pilot seat and told him all the worries in his heart. At the end, he asked Xing Ming, "Teacher, will I slow down after I play?" He is now urgent Desperately wanting to know the answer, his eyes like black pearls were wide open, looking at Xing Ming anxiously.

Xing Ming was driving the car and didn't see his expression at the moment, but his eyes now made Xing Ming very stressed. Fortunately, he had already driven on a flat road and did not need to concentrate too much. Taking this opportunity, Xing Ming From the corner of his eye, he looked at Han Anxin. It was okay if he didn't look at it. At first glance, he felt that Han Anxin was like a cat that had just been bathed in the water, listless, as if he was about to lose his fighting spirit.

"It's not even the final match yet, why are you so lethargic? Do you just want to admit defeat like this?" he asked.

"Of course not." Han Anxin quickly vetoed, "I will never give up until the last moment."

After hearing what he said, Xing Ming was very satisfied, and the corners of his mouth curved into a beautiful arc, "It's very good to set the goal and then move towards the goal. This kind of Han Anxin can do whatever he wants."

"But I didn't work hard a few days ago, teacher. I regret it now." Han Anxin directly supported his forehead with his hands, "I really regret it. I really shouldn't have been so leisurely a few days ago. So, I was wrong, I was really wrong."

"It's good to know that you are wrong, and you can correct your mistakes. There is nothing good about it. Student Han Anxin, just correct it next time."

"Teacher, you are still talking sarcasticly." Han Anxin looked at Xing Ming with resentful eyes, "If this continues, the competition will be really bad."

Xing Ming: "It's not too bad."

Han Anxin: "How to say?"

"Although I haven't studied basketball, and I'm not as professional as Yue Yan, at least I like watching football games. The first time I saw you playing basketball on the school playground, I thought your skills were very good. At least One of the best students among all the students I have ever taught." Xing Ming really boasted of Han Anxin without hesitation.

But now Han Anxin doesn't seem to appreciate him, he only thinks about the football game in his mind, "Teacher, even if you say that, I don't think it will help me much. I think everyone who can reach the finals, skills They are all very good, especially Hongyi!"

"Hongyi can't compare to you." Xing Ming said this, not to favor Han Anxin. Hongyi is even stronger, and this skill is formed through long-term training. It doesn't mean that Han Anxin will lose his skills after resting these days, and it is impossible for Hongyi to surpass Han Anxin by relying on short-term training.

"Teacher, don't comfort me." Han Anxin stretched out his hand to fiddle with the broken hair on his forehead. He was very happy to be told by Xing Ming, but he was still not confident.

"I didn't comfort you, it was the truth, boy. How many times have I told lies in front of you?"

"No……"

"That's all right, what do you want to do so much? Then listen to Yue Yan, train hard, and strive to win the championship. Do you remember what you said before? I'm waiting for you to confess to me, student Han Anxin."

"Ah... this." Han Anxin's face turned red when Xing Ming said it, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him again. He didn't dare to confess or something. When Xing Ming mentioned it, he remembered that this kind of thing is too embarrassing Bar!How to do?How to confess?

"Don't forget, kid, I'm waiting."

"I haven't forgotten!"

"Hehe." The two had arrived at Xing Ming's apartment at this time. After Xing Ming stopped the car, he reached out and rubbed Han Anxin's head, "It's good that I haven't forgotten, um, my hair has grown a lot."

When he said this, Han Anxin subconsciously stroked his long bangs with his hands, "It's kind of blocking my eyes."

"I'll take you to have a haircut after dinner. Get a handsome hairstyle." Saying that, Xing Ming opened the car door and went out.

At this time, Han Anxin took his schoolbag and was about to open the door by himself, but Xing Ming was a step ahead of him. He had already walked to the door and opened the car door for him, "Please, young master."

Han Anxin pursed his lips, feeling that he was being teased by Xing Ming, "I am not the young master, the teacher is the young master."

"Today is the last day. Tomorrow you remove the plaster cast, so I won't help you with this. Are you sure you don't want to enjoy yourself today?" Xing Ming looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Hmm..." Han Anxin put his index finger on his chin and thought for a while, "Xing Ming, what do you mean, I can order you around today?"

"Of course, my young master." Xing Ming smiled, put his right hand on his left shoulder, and made a very standard deacon bow, "Please."

Han Anxin shuddered, "Xing Ming, you've given me goosebumps all over my body."

"Hand, don't you want to put it up? My little master." Xing Ming stretched out his beautiful hand and placed it in front of Han Anxin.

"Okay, since you want to do this, just hug me up." Han Anxin simply opened his arms and looked at Xing Ming like this. Since Xing Ming wants to play the game of the deacon and the young master, then he will play with him alright.

Looking at Han Anxin's outstretched arms, Xing Ming chuckled twice, "You are really a lion. I said I would help you, but you asked me to hug you."

"Can't you?"

"Of course, you are the young master, you have the final say." Xing Ming bent down and gave Han Anxin a princess hug. Anyway, the apartment he bought is very remote, the houses here are expensive, and there are not many residents. No one will find out.

"Will I be heavier?" Han Anxin asked worriedly when he saw that Xing Ming didn't carry him for a few steps, and there was cold sweat on his forehead.

"You are the young master now, don't worry about me as a deacon."

I care about you, and you still blame me, so I just don't say anything.Han Anxin pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"I'm fine. Didn't I climb a mountain with you when you were drunk and got gastroenteritis? Don't worry, young master, I've delayed your blessing. I'm in much better health now than before."

"But when you checked last time, the doctor still said you were not in good health." A few days ago, he accompanied Xing Ming to a private hospital for a physical examination. The result of the examination was still that the teacher was in poor health, anemia, dizziness, Bradycardia, these make myself very worried.

"Exercising is also a step in making your body healthy."

"Xing Ming, you have to exercise." There is a gym on the bottom floor of the apartment. Xing Ming will exercise in the gym on Saturdays and Sundays. He usually goes for a run when he has time, or does a set of punches or something.After all, his health is much better now, and Xing Ming always does more exercises now, but when doing these exercises, Han Anxin will worry about him, watching from the side, afraid that if he is not careful, he will pass out from too much exercise.It's not that Han Anxin was too fussy, but he really passed out once, and that time he almost scared him to death.