Rarely fascinated

"...You actually went to borrow this thing!" Wen Cun looked at Fang Zhiyuan with disgust, "Go away, go away."

"I'm so fucking embarrassed." Fang Zhiyuan scolded, "For which bastard."

"I'm not a bastard." Wen Cun retorted in a low voice.

But the moment he put on the shoes, he obviously felt a burst of comfort on the soles of his feet. It would be nice if it was... mint....

"It seems that we have to leave in a while." Fang Zhiyuan said, "There are still three hills. I guess it will be evening when we get to school."

"Hey, your troops and people are really advanced." Wen survived a few hops on the spot and stomped his feet, "It's really...comfortable, but I feel a little ashamed when I think about what it is."

"Isn't the little fairy without conscience?" Fang Zhiyuan glanced at him, "No one has stipulated that people have that purpose. Don't you think that shape is very similar to the sole of the foot?"

Wen Cun thought for a while, and felt that what Fang Zhiyuan said was very reasonable, he nodded thoughtfully, "It's kind of like it."

Compared with other classmates' old godmothers, Fang Zhiyuan and Wen Cun's pickles are incomparably taller. They have mushroom and beef sauce, as well as bread slices and Assam milk tea. Wen Cun tried to sneak in when buying food He wanted to take two packs of potato chips, but Fang Zhiyuan found out and stopped him mercilessly.

Fang Zhiyuan didn't say anything, just looked around Wen Cun's stomach with his eyes, then slowly pulled out the potato chips from Wen Cun's hand and put them on the shelf.

The very mocking "you've grown flesh" eyes made Wen Cun extremely uncomfortable, so he rolled up his sleeves and rose up to attack, but Fang Zhiyuan violently sanctioned him and even apologized humiliatingly.

"Hey, let's go."

After hearing the sound of the assembly trumpet, Wen Cun patted his buttocks and stood up.After resting for a while, I feel better. I also peed, drank water, ate, put on... sanitary napkins.

They turned over a few more hills, and then made a big circle from another exit of the forest, and went back to the school.

The soft-skinned shrimps who were abused by the school went back to the dormitory and lay down directly, and the sound of wailing lingered in the beams for three days, ah, hiking, what a painful realization.

Fang Zhiyuan didn't feel anything, this kind of... physical exercise was nothing more than sprinkling water to him, but Wen Cun was so tired that he paralyzed on the bed and didn't move, and was so tired that he didn't even want to say a word , except for breathing with the nose, the fine hair will not move.

"Shall I step on it for you?" Fang Zhiyuan sat beside him and smiled, "Look at you like a bear."

"Hey, my back hurts, my legs are cramping, and my bones hurt too." Wen Cun had a bitter face, and he didn't even bother to refute when Fang Zhiyuan scolded him, "The whole person is not well."

"You won't be able to get up tomorrow." Fang Zhiyuan dragged him under the bed by one arm, "Come down and I'll give you a massage."

"Don't stomp me to death." Wen Cun said weakly, "Get me a mat and spread it on the floor, it's cold."

Fang Zhiyuan took the quilt off the bed, spread it on the floor, and let Wen Cun lie on it, he stepped on Wen Cun's lap, shaking his feet lightly.

"Ah—" Wen Cun cried out comfortably, "It's cool!"

"Tsk, don't act like calling a bed." Fang Zhiyuan stepped on his foot slightly, "Shut up."

"I□□...Master...It hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts..." Wen Cun shouted a few words in succession, "Be gentle."

Fang Zhiyuan performed an all-round 360° seamless massage on Wen Cun. After the massage, Wen Cun felt that the lactic acid in his muscles had been pushed away. He went to take a shower and then lay back on the bed.After a while, he whispered to Fang Zhiyuan, "Brother Yuan, I'm hungry."

Fang Zhiyuan frowned, "Go get something to eat? The one I bought yesterday was finished at noon, and there seems to be nothing to eat in the dormitory."

"Forget it." Wen Cun sighed in disappointment, "I don't want to move, I'm lazy."

But he was really hungry, and he said to himself, "but very hungry."

"Get up and take you to dinner."

"lazy."

"But you're hungry."

"But I'm lazy."

I don't think so, I'm hungry.

Get up, lazy.

I'm so sad, my hair grows old all night, it's an ancient and difficult thing to do!

Fang Zhiyuan had no choice but to get up, put on a coat and walk towards the door, "You are a pig, wait for me, I will buy you something to eat."

"I want to eat sushi." Wen Cun said in a low voice, "flammulina velutipes."

"Got it." Fang Zhiyuan sighed, "What do you want to drink?"

"Oat milk."

"Wait for me." Fang Zhiyuan turned his head and glanced at him, "Don't starve to death before I come back."

The gentle eyes are shining, "Okay."

At night, it is reasonable to not let go out, the gate only allows entry but not exit, Fang Zhiyuan can only go out through that small gate, but the food that Wen Cun wants to eat is on the opposite side of the gate, so there is a lot of detours Circle, it was already half an hour later when I came back.

Wen Cun has kept the same posture since Fang Zhiyuan went out, lying on the bed softly, he is really tired today, Fang Zhiyuan looked a little distressed, he bent down and rubbed Wen Cun's hair, and said softly , "I bought sushi back, let's get up and eat."

"Hey, I really don't like moving anymore." Wen Cun turned over to face Fang Zhiyuan, he looked up at him and said, "Brother Yuan, feed me."

Fang Zhiyuan just wanted to say something so beautiful that you don't understand, but he swallowed his words again looking at his gentle and pitiful appearance, and said in a low voice, "You should sit up anyway, it's easy to choke when you lie down and eat."

Wen Cun supported the bed with his hands, slid up the wall, and then opened his mouth wide, "Ah——"

Wearing transparent gloves, Fang Zhiyuan patiently brought the sushi to Wen Cun's mouth one by one.A box of sushi was dealt with within a short while under Wen Cun's superman's combat power. Wen Cun patted his stomach contentedly after eating and drinking, and sighed, "Life is complete."

But he found that he seemed to have really grown a small belly. A few days ago, the flesh on his belly could hardly be pinched, but now he can pinch a thin layer with his hands, which made Wen Cun very depressed. , he frowned and said, "I seem to be really fat, what should I do?"

"How much did you weigh when you weighed the New Year?" Fang Zhiyuan asked.

"It's almost 120." Wen Cun frowned, "I think I must be over it now, ah, life is unbearable."

"Exercise, brother." Fang Zhiyuan smiled, "Actually, we are about the same, and I am also 120."

"No?" Wen Cun looked at him in surprise, "You can only see 110 at most."

"I'm muscle, you're fat, it's different." Fang Zhiyuan began to speak harshly again, "Fat is lighter than muscle at the same volume."

"Get lost. Your second uncle." Wen Cun pursed his lips.

"I'm going to sleep in your bed today." Fang Zhiyuan lifted the quilt and lay down in it. Two men over 180 were squeezed into the single bed, which was a bit cramped. Wen Wen felt that he was squeezed into a corner. He turned sideways and complained, "It's not like you don't have a bed."

"Too lazy to move." Fang Zhiyuan closed his eyes and took off his clothes, stretched out his long arms to embrace Wen Cun into his arms, "You must be exhausted today, go to bed early, good night."

Wen Cun blinked, "Good night."