I cried, I pretended

The test results of the first clinic came out soon, and Song Mingwang was indeed the first in the grade again, and Cheng Wang's performance ranking improved a bit compared to before, at least he could enter the top 150.

After Guo Jin praised Song Mingwang as usual, he specifically praised Cheng Wang, saying that he could see progress every time he took the exam.

Song Mingwang raised his chin when he heard Guo Jin's praise of Cheng Wang, with a proud expression on his face, those who didn't know thought he was being praised.

"You are my apprentice, and I am your master."

"..."

After class, Song Ming looked at Cheng Wang's earnest education, explaining his feelings with You Rongyan.

He scratched his head, showing an expression of reminiscence: "How about that sentence, a teacher for a day, a father for life."

Cheng Wang: "...I don't seem to have agreed yet."

Song Mingwang let out a sigh, and asked puzzledly, "Do you still need your consent?"

Cheng Huan: "..."

Because the college entrance examination was about to come, Song Mingwang forced Cheng Wang to start tutoring, and would run to his house from time to time, and staying overnight was already the norm. The family members on both sides had no doubts.

This day Song Mingwang climbed onto the bed after washing his hair before drying it, and saw that Cheng Juan was lying on one side of the lamp reading a book, the originally stern profile lines softened a bit under the warm light.

Song Ming threw himself on the bed with a glance, and then arched into his arms.

Cheng Huang frowned and pressed his hairy head, saying, "Don't crawl into my arms before your hair is dry."

Song Ming stared at him, then shook his head again, shaking off the water on his head.

While shaking, he said angrily: "Don't you know that I am very rebellious?"

Why did you reject him, he was angry!

Cheng Huang sighed, turned over and looked for a hair dryer in the bedside table, then waved to him and said, "Come here."

Song Mingwang obediently handed over his head.

Cheng Lu inserted his fingers into his hair, which was wet and soft, delicate and smooth, and the hair danced slightly under the warm wind.

Song Mingwang also yawned, feeling drowsy. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the book that Cheng Wang had just put aside, because he couldn't see the cover because it was folded backwards.

"What book are you reading?"

Cheng Wang's subordinates did not pause at all, and replied without changing his face: "Analysis of the test site."

Song Mingwang relaxed his vigilance, his eyelids became sleepy: "Which department?"

"It's not English anyway."

"It's not good to be partial. How can you be admitted to the same university as me, the 360th... No, it's the 110th eighth classmate."

Cheng Wang looked at him, resisting the urge to blow in his face.

Before he could speak, Song Mingwang unconsciously rubbed against his knees, like a kitten, and muttered again.

"I still want to be with you in college."

Cheng Lu was startled, his eyes fell on his face, and his eyes softened unconsciously.

After Song Mingwang fell asleep, Cheng Wang moved his head on the pillow again, his movements were very light, as if he was afraid of waking him up,

Cheng Juan glanced at the book on the bedside table again, and turned the cover upside down, revealing the big characters of martial arts.

He stuffed the book into the cabinet with a blank expression, then turned off the light and went to sleep.