Grandma, I want to talk to you about life

That night, Wang Xiaoming was almost tortured to death by Yu Fengjing.

Fortunately, because the next day was the school sports meeting, Yu Fengjing managed to restrain himself and did not torment Wang Xiaoming to the extreme, but even so, Wang Xiaoming's eyes were reddened by the torment, and his face was full of physiological tears.

When Wang Xiaoming got up from the bed the next day, he tried to kick Yu Fengjing's knee with his waist softened into noodles, but instead of hurting Yu Fengjing, he almost kicked his own waist, so he waited for Yu Fengjing to open his eyes and wake up. When I was there, I saw a Wang Xiaoming lying on the bed with his waist arched and his buttocks upturned, his face buried in the pillow, and he kept moaning and chirping.

Yu Fengjing smiled habitually, then reached out and rubbed Wang Xiaoming's waist.

Wang Xiaoming raised his head and glared at Yu Fengjing, his eyes were resentful, and the corners of his eyes were a little red.

"Get up," Yu Fengjing patted Wang Xiaoming's butt lightly, urging him to get up, "Today is our school's sports meeting."

"...So you still remember this incident." Wang Xiaoming glanced at Yu Fengjing quietly.

Yu Fengjing smiled lightly, and simply stretched out his hand to hug Wang Xiaoming, and carried him directly to the bathroom to wash up.

After the two of them washed up in the bathroom, they went downstairs to eat breakfast. It was still the same breakfast restaurant, because they ate breakfast at this restaurant almost every day these days, and the proprietress already recognized them. When they walked into the store, they came up to greet them warmly.

After breakfast, Wang Xiaoming followed Yu Fengjing to University B. It was not the first time for Wang Xiaoming to enter University B, but this was the first time he entered University B after living with Yu Fengjing.

The greening of University B is very good, the environment is quiet, and the shade is everywhere. The morning sun shines on people and makes people feel warm. Seeing the youthful and fashionable young people around, Wang Xiaoming feels that he is several years younger. ...

After Wang Xiaoming sighed with old-fashioned anger, Yu Fengjing just raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "You are already very young, and if you are young, you will become a primary school student."

Wang Xiaoming was secretly happy: "Are you talking about my appearance?"

"I mean IQ." Yu Fengjing said calmly.

Wang Xiaoming snorted, and stretched out his feet as if to kick Yu Fengjing's knee.

Yu Fengjing smiled and avoided, and the two of them came to the playground of University B. The playground of University B was a standard playground with a 400-meter curve. Inside was the grass that was usually used as a football field. There are two rows of stepped auditoriums. At this time, many students have filled the auditoriums on both sides, and some athletes who arrived early are already warming up in the field below.

The project Yu Fengjing participated in was relatively late, so he didn't need to go down, so he took Wang Xiaoming to find the auditorium where their class was.

The monitor of Yu Fengjing's class is a girl who looks very straightforward and has a lot of aura. She seems to be responsible for the attendance of the school sports meeting. Then she looked up at Wang Xiaoming who was beside Yu Fengjing, she seemed a little puzzled, but she didn't ask any questions.

Yu Fengjing smiled at her, and took Wang Xiaoming up the stairs until he reached the last and highest floor of the audience. The advantage of the last row is that there is an awning at the back, and the sun is already a little bit big now, and it will be too hot after a while.

Wang Xiaoming was about to sit down, but was stopped by Yu Fengjing with a smile, and then he saw Yu Fengjing turned to a girl sitting next to him, and borrowed a newspaper with a smile.

The girl still had a thick stack of newspapers in her hand, and she also put a few newspapers under her buttocks, apparently for fear of soiling her pants. After hearing that Yu Fengjing borrowed the newspapers, the girl blushed a little, then lowered her head and took a few newspapers The newspaper was passed to Yu Fengjing.

Yu Fengjing spread out the newspaper on the seat, and then let Wang Xiaoming sit.

Wang Xiaoming stopped talking, and after sitting down, he still complained a little bit in his heart. Virgos really have a lot of cleanliness... But he was a little happy when he complained.

After a while, there were more and more people in the auditorium, and the game was about to start.

At this time, the sun gradually began to get bigger. Even though there was an awning on his head, Wang Xiaoming was still a little dizzy from the sun. Many people in the auditorium began to hold up umbrellas. Of course, most of them were girls, but there were some The man couldn't help but cheekily moved under the girl's umbrella to rub the umbrella.

The girl sitting next to Yu Fengjing seemed to be carrying two umbrellas, she smiled shyly at Yu Fengjing, and said softly: "I brought two umbrellas, do you need them?"

Seeing the pink parasol with lace trim in the girl's hand, Yu Fengjing smiled slightly and said, "Thank you." Then he took the umbrella and opened it to cover Wang Xiaoming's head.

Wang Xiaoming finally felt a little bit alive... He breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he relaxed, he immediately felt a little uncomfortable in his buttocks, especially when he was sitting on the hard concrete seat.

So Wang Xiaoming leaned slightly on Yu Fengjing, put all his weight on Yu Fengjing's body, tilted his buttocks slightly, and reduced the contact area between his buttocks and the cement seat. After doing all these small movements, Wang Xiaoming pinched him angrily He pinched Yu Fengjing's waist.

Yu Fengjing laughed sullenly.

The girl who borrowed the umbrella was blushed a little by Yu Fengjing's smile, she glanced at Wang Xiaoming with a reddish face, and asked curiously, "Is this your friend?"

"...My family." Feeling Wang Xiaoming's expression of relief, Yu Fengjing smiled lightly.

"Is he your brother?" The girl was a little at a loss, "It doesn't look like it..."

Yu Fengjing smiled without saying a word.

Wang Xiaoming finally noticed it. The girl next to him seemed to be interested in Yu Fengjing. He secretly ground his teeth and pinched Yu Fengjing's itchy waist. Yu Fengjing shrank slightly, and Wang Xiaoming looked at her So he smiled and stopped hiding.

Soon, the competition officially started. The first competition was nothing to watch, and Wang Xiaoming was a little bored watching it. Later, after the professional group competition came out, Wang Xiaoming became a little excited.

The competitions in the professional group are all students from the Academy of Physical Sciences. Looking at those sports students who are wearing sportswear and look very professional at first glance, Wang Xiaoming knew that the next competition must be very interesting, and his back straightened all of a sudden. up.Looking at the sports students with dark skin, slender waist and long legs, Wang Xiaoming poked Yu Fengjing's arm, pointed down and said, "Look, look, the sports students are all in good shape~" Compared with other majors For those small arms, legs, and bodies, these sports students are really in good shape.

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows, and asked Wang Xiaoming with a smile: "Then... what about me?"

Wang Xiaoming paused for a moment, and quickly compared Yu Fengjing's figure in his memory with those of the sports students below... "...The weather is good today hahaha."

Yu Fengjing raised his eyebrows, watched Wang Xiaoming blink and change the subject: "When will your match be?"

"Soon," Yu Fengjing replied casually, and then put his hands on Wang Xiaoming's waist, kneading gently and slowly, "When this competition is over, it's almost done."

Wang Xiaoming was itchy by Yu Fengjing, and wanted to laugh, but he could only bear it, and shrank back while avoiding Yu Fengjing's claws, but was forced into a corner by Yu Fengjing.

Just when Wang Xiaoming thought that Yu Fengjing was going to do something in broad daylight, the loudspeaker rescued him.

Yu Fengjing's preparations for the competition began, and he let go of Wang Xiaoming who almost rolled himself into a ball, and walked down the auditorium stairs with raised eyebrows and a smile that was not a smile.

Wang Xiaoming heaved a sigh of relief, silently looked at the back of Yu Fengjing who was wearing a tracksuit, and thought to himself, although his male god is indeed in good shape, how can he compare to other professional sports students... These days, I won't lie People can't afford to hurt ＿(:зゝ∠)＿

As soon as Yu Fengjing left, the girl who was sitting next to Yu Fengjing started chatting with the girl next to him, and the other girl smiled and said to the girl: "I think he is interested in you, otherwise why would he just ask You are borrowing newspapers by yourself!"

"Don't talk nonsense." The girl said angrily, and patted the other girl lightly, but her expression was slightly smiling.

"What's awkward, isn't he your male god?"

"Maybe it's just because I happened to be sitting next to him, don't think too much about it."

"Then why do you think he doesn't sit anywhere, but sits next to you?"

……

Wang Xiaoming silently listened to the twittering of the girl next to him, and snorted inwardly, saying that he is not afraid to scare you to death... Your male god is a gay!Not only a gay!And he's a gay guy who's already living with a man!

...But how could he casually tell others about this kind of thing?

Yu Fengjing in the arena was warming up. He took off his sportswear jacket and stretched out his slender limbs. Wang Xiaoming couldn't take his eyes off him. Then Yu Fengjing slowly bent down and took off his trousers, revealing his sports underpants Looking at the pair of slender and straight legs under the sports pants, Wang Xiaoming blushed slightly, remembering that these legs squeezed into his legs last night, separated his legs, and then...

Wang Xiaoming immediately put the strange picture out of his mind, trying to maintain a straight face.

Not knowing if he had received Wang Xiaoming's brainwaves, Yu Fengjing suddenly turned his head and glanced towards Wang Xiaoming, with a smile in his eyes, and Wang Xiaoming was suddenly a little flustered.

"Ah, look, he's looking this way! He must be looking at you!"

"Don't talk nonsense, maybe he just looked at it casually."

"He's obviously looking over here, and his eyes are very gentle, and he's smiling..."

"..."

The girls next to them chattered again, guessing what Yu Fengjing was looking at just now, only Wang Xiaoming knew who Yu Fengjing was looking at just now... But how could he tell other people?

This kind of sweetness, of course, must be enjoyed by one person alone.

A distance of hundreds of people separated Wang Xiaoming and Yu Fengjing's eyes. At that moment, Yu Fengjing smiled slightly and turned his head away.

The game started, and with a gunshot, everyone rushed out.

Although this group of competitions is not a professional competition, several people look very good, especially a boy in red pants, with dark skin and thick muscles, who looks like a person who usually exercises regularly, and Compared to him, although Yu Fengjing wasn't thin and thin, his skin was a bit too fair, and he didn't look like someone who regularly exercised.

Apparently, many people think so.

But when the game started, they found that they were wrong.

Yu Fengjing's running posture is very good-looking, his slender legs take big steps, and the speed of alternating legs is also very fast. Compared with other people who run with red faces, his running posture is really too It was pleasing to the eye, and Wang Xiaoming stared blankly at the way his male god was running, and suddenly realized——those sports students are all floating clouds!The figure of the male god is really the best, no one can match~~≧▽≦When Yu Fengjing rushed to the finish line, everyone in their class was boiling, and many girls screamed loudly, but Wang Xiaoming didn't scream , just hummed softly in his heart, and silently stamped Yu Fengjing with his own personal brand.

——It's normal to win, because he is my man!

After rushing to the finish line, Yu Fengjing turned his head again, looked at the auditorium, and smiled gently.

"Ahhh, he is looking at this side!"

"So handsome~~~~~~"

The girl next to her screamed again.

Wang Xiaoming's face was a little red, he paused, and then laughed.