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In the picture album, several European women are gathered together, with only a few pieces of tulle on their bodies, and the lines of their bodies are so clear!

He Xing whispered, "I'm sick."

He Huan smiled, and answered next to He Xing's ear: "I think you are very interested, let you take a second look."

"You're the one interested." He Xing gritted his teeth, really wanting to strangle He Huan to death right there.

He Huan turned his face sideways, the angle formed by his neck and shoulders, under the lighting of the studio, has a vague but tense beauty.

He Xing panicked for no reason, and his Adam's apple rolled slowly.

"I'm interested in you, will you let me see?" He Huan said again, smiling with his eyes narrowed.

"Cut, goug out your eyes." He Xing said angrily.

If this person is serious for more than three seconds, will he die?

He Huan didn't continue to tease He Xing anymore.

He should be a person with good concentration. Holding the picture album, he sat down and flipped through it slowly, looking very calm.

But He Xing didn't have such a good concentration. He picked up the apple for sketching and looked at it, and picked up the bread to smell it.

"Is this bread getting moldy?" He Xing whispered.

The man who painted the picture finally moved and spoke: "You come to me, if it's still the same thing, you want me to agree, the conditions have not changed."

This was obviously said to He Huan.

He Xing was stunned, narrowed his eyes and turned to look at He Huan: "Why, you proposed to him?"

He Huan was sitting on the chair behind the other party, and took another picture album casually, with a serious expression on his face: "He Xing, I only proposed to you."

He Xing was speechless: "Why don't you go to heaven?"

The man who was drawing turned around, put down the drawing board, and said lazily, "He chased me."

He Xing, who was playing with fruit, felt as if something cracked in his mind, as if it was cracked, thinking: Show mercy everywhere, you really are a scumbag.

He Huan showed a surprised expression. Of course, in He Xing's eyes, this surprise seemed very fake.

"Where did I chase you, you have to make it clear."

"When I was in the reserve, no matter which warship I was on, as long as I was fighting against the drill, you kept staring at me and insisted that your fire controller hit my position. Later, no one dared to team up with me. He Huan, If you say you don't have a crush on me, no one will believe it."

He Xing was stunned for a moment: "So you and He Huan are alumni of the reserve service? Then you are also a member of the Federal Fleet?"

The other party snorted softly, and with no drawing board in the way, he could finally see his appearance clearly.

He was about the same age as He Huan, gentle and handsome, reminding He Xing of his Chinese teacher in middle school.

"I'm not a member of the Federal Fleet. In the third year of the reserve service, I quit. I still remember that day, He Huan blocked me in the bathroom..."

He Xing's jaw almost dropped: "What...why did he block you in the bathroom?"

"Ask me why I retired."

He Huan nodded, and said with a serious look: "Yes, why did you retire, Yan Yufeng?"

"Because you sniped me everywhere, I'm mentally broken." Yan Yufeng replied.

He Xing looked at He Huan: "Then why are you chasing after him? Are you addicted to bullying?"

"Because Yan Yufeng is the fastest restorer I have ever seen. No matter what kind of damage I make to his cabin, he can quickly repair it. I chased after him because I wanted to know if it was mine. The speed of the battleship sniping is faster, or his repair speed is faster."

Yan Yufeng smiled: "Your desire to win is too strong, and you still remember it in your heart for many years. This is not good, I will give you a Buddhist scripture, and copy it when you are free."

"Forget about the Buddhist scriptures, if you recite the Buddhist scriptures to me [-] times, I only know 'Namo Amitabha Buddha'."

He Huan put down the album in his hand, walked behind Yan Yufeng, glanced at his paintings, and clicked his tongue.

"Your works are still so abstract."

He Xing stretched his head to take a look, and was frightened.

Mist grass?What are these?Messy lines, coloring as if dirty water was splashed on the side of the road... and this eye?Seeing it at night can scare myself.

"He Huan, your time should be precious. If you have any request, just ask - I can quickly refuse."

He Xing likes the tone of Yan Yufeng's speech.

He Huan said: "Lao Gu and I bought a club, but there is a shortage of restorers. You come and join."

Yan Yufeng stood up, walked towards He Huan, untied his collar, put his hands on the armrests of He Huan's chair: "That's it, it depends on how you behave."

"How do you want me to behave?" He Huan raised his eyes and smiled.

When He Xing saw it, the goosebumps almost didn't fall off. The last time he saw He Huan laughing so wickedly was when the simulation system kept bumping into him, and now he was blatantly flirting.It seems that there must have been a heart-broken love story before this.

"I want you to return everything you did to me in the reserve before."

Yan Yufeng turned his face sideways, with determination in his eyes.

"He Xing, go out for a while." He Huan tilted his chin towards He Xing.

"Why do you want me to go out?"

Someone is going to clean you up, I want to watch from the side!

Not only do I want to watch, I also want to applaud!I want to sprinkle flowers!

"He was afraid that after you saw it, you would know that he was not clean." Yan Yufeng said with a sneer.

"I never thought he was clean." He Xing replied.

He Huan sighed: "I'm afraid that after you read it, you will be afraid of me and won't get close to me."

"I didn't even want to get close to you." He Xing spread his hands.

"Then just watch."

Yan Yufeng showed He Xing a kissing scene from a movie. He turned his face to the side, forming a fantastic angle with He Huan's face.

He Xing actually became nervous and clenched his fists.

- I'm going to kiss you!I'm going to kiss!

Yan Yufeng's knee was about to suppress He Huan's lower body, but He Huan suddenly turned sideways and grabbed Yan Yufeng with his backhand!

He moves so fast!Yan Yufeng reacted quickly and supported the ground with one hand, but He Huan still pulled Yan Yufeng's arm up and suppressed it backwards.

Yan Yufeng lay on the ground and cursed in a low voice.

It all happened between lightning and flint.

He Xing stood there in a daze, his dynamic vision was very strong, and he could clearly see how He Huan counterattacked in that brief moment.

He swallowed, and took a step back.

He Xing thought about putting a sack on He Huan and beating him up.

It seems that this plan is not feasible.

Yan Yufeng's fair face was flushed, and he tried to prop himself up with his other arm...but there was no way.

President He is so old, apart from the video Guan Cheng showed him, this is the first time he has seen such a neat and efficient fight.

"I lost." He Huan said softly.

"If you lose, you lose. After you're done showing off, leave my studio quickly." Yan Yufeng said coldly.

"Hey, old classmate, do you still remember the bet you made with me back then?"

He Huan lowered his head and looked at Yan Yufeng. This scene made He Xing feel quite...beautiful...

...

"I've played so many bets with you, who knows which one?" Yan Yufeng struggled again, but still failed to overthrow He Huan, and finally resigned to his fate.

He even calmed down his tone, and he didn't blush anymore. It seems that after copying too many Buddhist scriptures, he didn't want to kill when he was bullied by He Huan.

My friend, it's not good for you to compromise so easily, right?

"Yan Yufeng, let me remind you - back then you said, 'He Huan, you have the ability to find a fire controller, if I can't repair my cabin within 10 minutes, I will follow you'." He Huanyi Say it word by word.

His tone was imitated a bit like a metaphor.

Yan Yufeng sneered: "Your fire control hands are changing like running water. Later, I heard that you are operating two positions with one person. Where can you find such an awesome fire control?"

He Huan looked at He Xing, raised his chin: "He."

He Xing opened his eyes wide, thinking that the young master has refused to be your fire controller three times already!

Yan Yufeng patted the ground, meaning He Huan let him get up.

He Huan let go and pulled Yan Yufeng up.Yan Yufeng looked at He Xing while moving his shoulders, with a trace of inquiry in his eyes.

It doesn't matter to He Xing, anyway, he has grown up like this, and he won't lose a piece of flesh if he is stared at.According to what He Huan said just now, this Yan Yufeng should be a battleship restorer when he was in the reserve.

"Just this kid?"

The implication of Yan Yufeng's words is "Are you bluffing me?"

"I'm almost twenty, how can I look like a child?"

I'm almost 1.8 meters tall, and I don't have a baby face. Which eye do you think I look like a child?

Yan Yufeng snorted: "My ten-year-old nephew is wearing your beach shorts this summer."

He Xing was speechless, he bought these from a stall in the downtown area, just to make them breathable and refreshing, how did he know they would be the same style as children's beach pants.

He wants to go back and replace it!Resolutely replace it!

"You said this kid is an awesome fire controller, so is he really awesome?" Yan Yufeng pointed at He Xing.

He Huan smiled with his pockets in his pockets, and mentioned that He Xing's eyes were still bright: "So give it a try. I remember the class reunion tomorrow, and it's rare for me to have a vacation. You find a good person to team up with you, let's have a flying game." Ship race. If He Xing snipe through you within 10 minutes, you will work for me honestly."

Yan Yufeng was stunned: "Since when did you lower your style and play airships?"

"Spaceships don't require matching."

After He Huan finished speaking, he snapped his fingers at He Xing: "Let's go. I'll bring you here to meet Yan Yufeng. Don't be fooled by his paintings. As a restorer, his level is much higher than that of painting. s level."

He Xing turned his head, and suddenly saw Yan Yufeng's ghost painting again, and suddenly worried that going to the toilet tonight would be dark behind his back.

After leaving the studio, He Xing asked: "According to you, Yan Yufeng is so powerful...why didn't he become the official operator of the Federation Fleet?"

"Well, Yan Yufeng is really unlucky. His father is a well-known analyst in the database. He has always hoped to become a warship operator, but his physical fitness is not very good. So he put his hope on himself. Yan Yufeng's ability is very outstanding, and he was the restorer I wanted very much when he was in the reserve."

For some reason, He Xing felt a little upset when he heard that He Huan admired someone so much.

"What do you mean by 'restorer you want very much'? He is a person, not a thing."

He Huan suddenly turned his head, leaned forward slightly, looked into He Xing's eyes and said, "Are you jealous?"

"I'm jealous of your wool."

"Don't worry, you are unique in my heart."

"Please let me out of your heart quickly, you are illegally detained. Wait, aren't you talking about Yufeng? What happened next?"

He Huan raised his head, looked at the blue and cloudless sky, and sighed.

"Did you know that piloting a battleship is a very nerve-wracking thing?"

Looking at He Huan from this angle, He Xing really saw a trace of beauty.

"Nonsense, of course I know. Among the students in the reserve service, only one-third can successfully become a battleship operator in the end. The remaining two-thirds are not because they didn't work hard enough, but because their willpower couldn't support it."

"At that time, a kind of chewing gum was secretly popular among the students. On the surface, after eating it, it refreshed the mind, but the actual effect was to improve the concentration of the brain."

He Xing immediately understood: "You mean 'blue ants'?"

He Huan turned around and asked, "Do you know blue ants?"

"Of course I know. This drug can temporarily improve the students' concentration while driving a warship, but it has serious sequelae. It will cause damage to the brain, and even produce the illusion of many blue ants crawling in front of them! Could it be said that the wind Have you ever used this medicine? No, no, no...he must have never used it..."

He Xing lowered his head and clenched his fists.

"Why do you think he must have never used it?" He Huan asked with a smile.

"Because...he is someone you admire."

"Things of a kind gather and people are divided into groups. Don't you always think that I'm not serious? Then I should admire people who are not serious, right?" He Huan looked into He Xing's eyes and said.

For some reason, seeing He Huan's expression now, He Xing always felt that He Huan would reach out and rub his head.

Or maybe he had such expectations inexplicably.

Fortunately, He Huan's hand was in his pocket from beginning to end.

Because if He Huan really touched his head at this time, He Xing would feel like he was going to explode.

"I admit that your operational ability is very good. You can get along in the fleet until now, which shows that you rely on your strength. People with strength don't bother to use 'blue ants'. Can you continue to talk about Yufeng seriously now?"

"I feel very happy that you can affirm me with such frank and straightforward words. Although I have never lacked affirmation since I was a child."

He Xing showed an impatient look: "Today's focus is on words and metaphors, friends, please wake up?"

"Okay, I'll continue. Because the elimination rate was too high, Yan Yufeng's team secretly used 'blue ants', including his team leader, who was the helmsman at the time. Yan Yufeng warned them, they wanted to pull Yan Yu After Feng got off his horse, he secretly added 'blue ants' to his water glass."

After hearing this, He Xing almost exploded.

"This is too dirty! It's fine if you break the rules, but you still want to drag others into the water? Wucao! Who are those people? I want to screw their heads off one by one!"

He Huan reached out and pinched his face: "Do you know that you look like a puffy little frog?"

"I thought I didn't want to eat the poisonous swan's toad." He Xing replied coolly.

Obviously no one cares about me since I was a child, but now I care so much about other people's affairs.

He Huan's arm rested lightly on He Xing's shoulder, and He Xing felt the warmth of the other party, as if the little bit of sadness before was gone.

He subconsciously leaned a little closer to the other party, but after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong. When he was about to open a distance, He Huan's hand directly clasped his shoulder, preventing him from leaving.

"Okay, don't be angry with those people."

He Huan's voice was very soft, and He Xing realized that the other party was comforting him, so he felt a little soft in his heart.

"After that exercise, Yan Yufeng found blue ants appearing in front of his eyes. He immediately realized what was going on, and reported it to the Reserve Management Committee. Then their entire team was fired."

He Xing was a little nervous when he heard this: "Where is Yan Yufeng? He was also fired?"

"The rule at that time was that any student who had used the 'Blue Ant' was not allowed to stay. This is an iron-like discipline and an insurmountable bottom line. So Yan Yufeng also left. It's just because he is the informer , so the committee didn't make a bad note in his file. Maybe he'd be my restorer now if it wasn't for that?"

He Huan sighed.

He Xing snorted: "Don't feel good about yourself. Why is it your restorer? Maybe..."

Maybe it's Brother Cheng's restorer... No, if Yan Yufeng had participated in the Battle of Black Nightmare, he might not even be in the mood to paint now.

"So, you must win tomorrow's game. For Yan Yufeng, even if he can't fly a battleship, he can fly a flying boat. He just needs a reason to go back to the cabin. If you can form a team and take down the shield flying The champion of the Fleet Championship is also a kind of consolation to him."

"Well...then are you going to be the helmsman tomorrow?" He Xing asked.

"Of course. The level of competition tomorrow will definitely be very high. They are all my old classmates."

Those who can survive are all level.

"I don't agree with you at first glance, or else you take Ye Yang to compare with them, and don't drag me."

He Huan lowered his eyes and said meaningfully: "We may not be incompatible."

Inexplicably, He Xing thought of the [next round] that he had been excitedly pointing to in the zero-degree space a few days ago.

He Huan added: "And my bet with Yan Yufeng is that I can find the fire controller and blow him away. If you don't play, the bet will not be valid. He Xing, are you afraid that if the match test happens? When the results come out, you find that I am the most suitable helmsman for you?"

This was the first time He Huan spoke so close to him, even He Xing could clearly see the shallow smile lines in the corners of his eyes.

"Do you think I'm an idiot? Spaceships are not battleships. Even if the matching degree between me and you is negative, it doesn't matter."

"Oh."

"Also, put your hand down, I'm not familiar with you." He Xing showed a disgusted expression.

"I wanted to say, if you call me 'Brother', I'll let you ride the 'Jupiter Hurricane'. But seeing you like this, trying to keep distance from me, I don't want to call 'Brother'. "

He Huan walked to the motorcycle and threw the helmet to He Xing.

"What? You let me ride? You really let me ride?" He Xing asked while holding his helmet.

"Yeah. But you hate me so much... I think I still..."

"You didn't lie to me? I called you, and you let me ride?"

"Then you are called." He Huan said.

He Huan looked at him with bright eyes, which reminded He Xing inexplicably of the thousands of stars he saw when flying around the moon, so beautiful that He Xing couldn't take his eyes off.

His heart also warmed up, but his throat seemed to be strangled by something, unable to move up or down.

He Xing gritted his teeth and snorted twice: "Mmm..."

Why are you called "Brother"?

Death He Huan is deliberately disgusting people.He was almost twenty, and it would be nice to see someone who was older than him shouting "Brother".

"Brother" sounds like a little girl acting like a baby.

"What are you talking about? I can't hear you clearly."

He Huan leaned on the motorcycle, supported the seat of the motorcycle with both hands, and looked at him.

He Xing never thought that he would be so nervous just calling someone in a slightly intimate way since he was a child.

And so looking forward to it.

He even knew that this "brother" was not the end, He Huan might ask for more.

"Hmm...can I change it? Can I call you Brother Huan? You're not my real brother..."

"Oh, I think it's a bit nasty now. Then I don't make things difficult for you."

He Huan made a gesture to step into the car, "Let's go, brother will take you back."

He Xing is used to being alone.He is not used to asking him to treat someone in a close way.

Moreover, according to his candid personality that doesn't even bother to pretend, he will never force himself if he doesn't want to scream.

But he really wanted to ride the "Jupiter Hurricane".

"Brother." He Xing called out quickly and shortly.

He Huan patted the back seat: "Don't dawdle, come up quickly."

He Xing's eyes widened, and he said loudly, "I called you just now!"

"Huh? Did you call me? I couldn't hear you with my hard hat on."

He Huan took off his hat again, and stroked his fallen hair upwards. When his hair fell back to his ears, He Xing felt as if his heart had been teased.

Inexplicably, I feel that the other party has a little more mature taste that I don't have.

After calling out once, it seems that the second time is not so responsive.

"Then I'll...call again, don't lie to me."

"I won't lie to you. The last thing I want to lie to is you." He Huan said.

Just when the school was over, a bell rang.

He Xing was taken aback. He didn't know if he was afraid that he would call again and the other party would say he didn't hear him. He grabbed He Huan's shirt collar and leaned into his ear and said, "Brother."

Just two words, a warm breath and a youthful voice sounded.

Just as He Xing was about to leave, the other party's hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed the back of his head, and pressed it directly into his arms.

There was a buzz in his mind, and He Xing was dumbfounded.

There was that familiar smell in his nose again, and the sound of He Huan's breathing, which seemed to be suppressing something, made He Xing's heart palpitate.

He Xing pushed the other party away, and patted the front of the car: "Hey, let me drive instead. What you say is what you say!"

There was a momentary look of surprise on He Huan's face, and then he smiled helplessly.

This kind of helplessness gave He Xing the illusion that the other party seemed sad to be pushed away by him.

"You drive. Get on the Dongjiao Expressway, or you won't be able to speed up." He Huan said.

He Xing couldn't wait to sit in front, and as soon as He Huan sat up, he started the engine and rushed out.

He Huan strangled him directly from behind, and leaned forward following He Xing's angle, He Huan almost pressed against his back.

His chest was hotter than He Xing had imagined, and the strength of those arms made He Xing feel that the other party seemed to be imprisoning him, pressing him into his arms, and pressing them all the way into his bones.

But He Xing didn't feel scared, because he could faintly feel that the other party was suppressing him, wanting to protect him, not just restrain him.

Whenever He Xing speeds up, he exerts force on his waist and abdomen, and the opponent's arms will be tightened even more.

The tighter He Huan's arms were, the more secure He Xing felt.

As soon as he got on the East District Expressway, He Xing drove faster and faster. The wind-like speed made He Xing want to shout loudly.

He Huan, who was behind him, didn't speak, and he kept driving. After driving for more than an hour, He Xing realized that He Huan had a range of activities.

Leaving this range is a violation of discipline, so he stopped.

"Why did it stop?"

Through the helmet, He Huan asked.

"I'm afraid that you are too far away from the base, the fleet will send someone to arrest you." He Xing said sullenly.

He lowered his head, only to realize that He Huan's hand still hadn't moved away, and then he laughed.

"Hahaha, you hug me so tightly, aren't you very scared!"

He Huan replied indifferently: "Because I cherish my life very much."

"Then I drove back."

"Let's go back."

"I want to go to Xiacheng District." He Xing said.

"What are you doing there?"

"I bought a pair of pants."

After all, Yan Yufeng laughed at his big flower breeches.

"There's no need for that. I'll wear mine for you. Anyway, I'm in the base all year round, so I don't have a chance to wear it."

Hearing what He Huan said, He Xing always felt that his "brother" seemed to have gotten him a good treatment?

"Don't you want money?" He Xing asked seriously.

"No money." He Huan replied with a smile.

They drove back to the urban area and went to the house of He Huan's uncle and aunt.

Standing at the door, He Xing felt a little regretful.

"I'm neither your classmate nor the same base as you. Isn't it strange to run to your uncle and aunt's house?"

He Huan turned around and smiled: "It's a pity that they are not at home. If they were, they should like you very much, cut fruit for you, and stuffed a lot of snacks."

"Why do you say that you treat me like a child again?"

He Huan stood in the entrance and brought He Xing a pair of slippers.

He Xing didn't put it on at first, so He Huan turned around and squatted on the ground to help He Xing put on the slippers.

Being taken care of like this, He Xing shrank his feet subconsciously.

"He Xing, sometimes people treat you well not because they think you are a child or sympathize with you, and think that you need to be taken care of. It's because you are their friend, or you make them feel worthy."

He raised his eyes like this, squatted on the ground with a slight smile, and looked at He Xing.

He Huan is proud in his bones, don't ask He Xing why he knows.Because powerful warship operators are very proud.

But it is such a proud person who looks up at He Xing, making He Xing feel that he is very precious, and that He Huan can't ask for it.

There is a wonderful overflowing feeling in the heart.

He Huan stood up and turned on the light in the apartment.

Sure enough, there was no one at home.

But He Xing stood there, looking at He Huan's back.

He said in a small voice: "Some people treat you well, but you may never see them again."

He Huan was planning to see if there was any fruit juice, although He Xing's voice was very low, but He Huan still heard it.

"But I won't." He Huan said softly.

He Xing lowered his head, he was very aware of his reliance on Guan Cheng deep in his heart, after all, a matching rate of more than 80.00% means that they are highly compatible in spirit and in their views on things.

This is a kind of luck. It is not easy to have someone who understands oneself in the vast crowd.

It is also a kind of misfortune, once with another person who trusted each other so much, but suddenly lost him.

The reason why He Xing lived alone and made himself live like a little hedgehog was not because he didn't want to match up with anyone other than Guan Cheng.He was just afraid that the next person he could trust like Guan Cheng would disappear in front of him again.

"You just said you don't know anything?" He Xing held his pockets and visited the place where He Huan grew up.

"I will not disappear." He Huan replied.

He Xing smiled, turned his head away: "You...you are really confident."

No matter how good a warship operator is, he can't guarantee that he will survive to retire.

For example, Brother Cheng has always said that when everything is over, he will find the best school for He Xing and send him to college, but now he is lying in the cemetery of the Federation Fleet.

The tip of He Xing's nose was scratched suddenly.

"Because your 'brother' is so sweet, I want to listen to it a few more times."

"Sweet your brain!"

I was still thinking about sad things, but all of a sudden they disappeared.

"Come on in and try on what you can wear."

He Xing stood there, a little nervous, after all, it was He Huan's bedroom.From He Xing's point of view, those who were invited into the bedroom were all very close friends.

But he has also heard people mention that a person's bedroom can best reflect a person's personality.

What kind of person is He Huan?

He Xing was very curious.

He took a step and walked in.

He Huan was squatting in front of the closet, taking out some old clothes.

His bedroom is small, but very tidy.

The single bed was covered with blue sheets and quilts, which turned out to be the same as the dormitory in the club.

Above the student's desk is a whole wall of bookshelves. There are many books on the bookshelves. He Xing's memory is actually very good. He can remember the names of those books at a glance, and they are probably new.

Most of them are science and engineering books, and there are some tactical theory analysis and so on.

If he had never met He Huan in person, He Xing would have thought that He Huan was a serious, boring and logical guy when he looked at the bookshelf.

There are several models of warships on the bookshelf, and He Xing really wants to take them down to have a look, but these kind of things are all boys' favorites, and they will definitely be anxious if they are damaged, so He Xing decided to honestly put his hands in his pockets.

He Huan took out his clothes, put them on the bed, glanced at He Xing, and said jokingly, "You're usually not afraid of anything, why don't you dare to take down the models if you want to see them?"

"Aren't I afraid of breaking it, are you blackmailing me?" He Xing rolled his eyes at the other party.

"Hurry up and break it, I want to blackmail you."

When He Huan said this, He Xing felt that if he didn't take it down and play with it, he would be useless.

He took the one closest to him, and after looking carefully, he was surprised: "This is the first-generation warship, right? It's sold for several 10 yuan on the market, how do you have it?"

"Sold for so much money?" He Huan also seemed a little surprised.

"This workmanship is awesome. It's more than 01:30 than the bad street ones that sell for hundreds of dollars now!" He Xing turned around and walked up to He Huan, turning over the model for him to see, "Look Here, here is the fluid metal storage tank, it’s all done up, it’s so delicate.”

"Where?" He Huan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at He Xing with half-raised head.

"Here! You are blind!" He Xing moved closer and pointed out the fluid metal storage tank to He Huan.

"Really?" He Huan frowned slightly, as if he didn't see clearly.

"Wucao, what did you do in the battleship structure class? Here! Here!" He Xing moved closer to He Huan again, his forehead almost touching He Huan's.

The faint scent of shampoo spread, and He Xing's bangs swept across He Huan's forehead.

So itchy.

"Oh."

He Huan turned his face sideways, his brows and eyes suddenly became very gentle, and even his long eyelashes seemed to fall on He Xing's heart.

Suddenly, a breath touched He Xing's lips, and He Xing suddenly realized that it was He Huan's breath.

"You're kidding me!" He Xing took a big step back.

But the heart seemed to be hooked by the other party.

As soon as He Xing's gaze hit He Huan's lips, his cheeks felt hot for no reason.

Damn, you're a man, and you're a battleship operator, with red lips and white teeth, what the hell are you trying to do?

"No." He Huan replied.

It's scary, and you can kiss it if you get closer.

For no reason, He Xing began to imagine what would happen if he really kissed him.

Fog Grass!poisonous!Can't think about it anymore!

He Xing felt that He Huan had fooled his brains, so he stopped paying attention to him, but put the model back seriously, and looked around, for fear that it might fall.

"If you like it, I will give it to you." He Huan said.

He Xing turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "Stop using sugar-coated shells to wear down my will."

"What is your will?" He Huan asked back with a smile.

"Resist your will."

"Well, it's funny how you resist me. Then come and see if these clothes can be worn."

What He Huan specially brought to He Xing were loose casual or sportswear.

"I told you I'm boycotting you."

He Xing picked them up one by one and looked at them. He was worried that He Huan would also find a bunch of shirts for him. It would be so uncomfortable to wear them, but he didn't expect them to be the type he often wears.

So He Huan used to be very casual.

It's just that He Xing underestimated He Huan's appearance, He Huan can look a little B in everything he wears.

"Mistgrass? This is the commemorative sportswear for the first Airship World Championships, right? Don't you want it?" He Xing asked.

He Huan shook his head: "It doesn't suit me anymore."

He Xing thought to himself, He Huan must have been a cheerful and athletic boy back then, but in the past few years at the base, something went wrong with him, and he talked in a daze.

"I'd better give you the money." He Xing thought for a while, and felt that he would just accept it like this, feeling that he was taking advantage of He Huan.

He Huan laughed: "Even you are mine, you give me money?"

"I am yours? Which piece of my meat is yours?"

"Any piece of meat is fine."

Accustomed to what this guy said, He Xing felt that it was a waste of energy to even raise his fist to beat him.

"Okay, I mean, the left pocket goes in and the right pocket goes out, so it doesn't have to be so troublesome. Besides, my classmates from the reserve team will come tomorrow, and you are still wearing your big flowered breeches?"

"..."

It turned out to be a face project.

"Okay." He Xing picked around there, trying his best to pick some styles that he thought were simple and comfortable, and they shouldn't be too expensive.

He Huan found a schoolbag: "Put your clothes in it."

"Yeah." He Xing didn't realize that he was like a well-behaved middle school student, and packed his small schoolbag.

He Huan laughed when he thought of He Xing carrying his schoolbag.

"What are you laughing at?" He Xing raised his eyes to look at him.

He Huan stretched out his hand again and touched He Xing's head.

"I remember when I was a child, my parents asked me if I wanted to have a younger brother to accompany me. I was very nervous at the time and said no. Now I feel very regretful."

When He Xing heard this, he stopped talking.He Huan said that his parents left very early.

I don't know if it's because of this that He Huan always asks He Xing to call him "brother".

"There is nothing to regret. As your younger brother, you must have been bullied pitifully. Talk about the shadow area of ​​childhood."

"I don't know, I should bully him while giving him the best." He Huan replied.

For some reason, He Xing's heart softened again.

Dongfang Bubai also took good care of Yang Lianting, and He Huan was just sloppy most of the time, not really a monster of the world.

No, no, you agreed to boycott him, if you soften your heart, this devil will turn the world upside down.

He Xing put He Huan's old clothes on the bed, and squatted beside the bed to tidy them up.

He Huan lay down directly and propped his chin to watch He Xing tidy up his things.

"When you were in middle school, did you ever think about bringing your female classmates home?