Freehand painting scroll - light network matching

Lu Ming looked at Ling Han who was running one meter in front of him, and felt his heart beating like a drum and panting like a cow. He was originally determined to run four laps, but now he felt that it was difficult to complete the last lap.

"Can't run anymore? Adjust your breathing, inhale through your nose and exhale through your mouth. Persevere." Ling Han easily noticed his state from the sound of rapid breathing and messy footsteps coming from behind him.

Lu Ming didn't have the energy left to answer, so he reluctantly said, "Yes, all I can do is to do my best to follow what Ling Han said, but I still feel powerless, and there is a dull pain in my throat. But seeing the end Half of the lap has passed, and at this time he can only continue. Lu Ming let his eyes only stay on Ling Han's footsteps, and followed his steps step by step. Finally, he still ran to the finish line.

As soon as the run was over, Lu Ming didn't care about anything else, and sat down on the lawn, sucking in big mouthfuls and taking deep breaths, Ling Han walked up to him, leaned down and said, "You can't sit down after running, you can't sit down after half a walk." Circle, relax and adjust."

"Ling Han... I'm really out of strength. Let me sit for a while!" Lu Ming's bangs were already wet with sweat, and his face was flushed, obviously exhausted.

But Ling Han didn't listen to his refusal, took his arm with one hand, wrapped his arms around his waist with the other, exerted a little force, and half picked up Lu Ming from the lawn and half hugged him.Lu Ming's whole body was limp, and he didn't need any strength at all. At this moment, Ling Han supported him, and he didn't refuse him.

Ling Han frowned slightly, and tightened the hand on his waist, allowing Lu Ming to use his strength to complete the half circle.

At this moment, Lu Ming no longer cared about his image, most of his focus was on Ling Han, "Ling Han, you don't have to run tomorrow, can you take a day off?"

"No, you have to persevere." Ling Han said.

"I don't think I can finish running tomorrow. Look, I can't even walk now." Lu Ming said weakly.

"I will accompany you." Ling Han helped Lu Ming walk half a circle around the playground, the two bought breakfast in the cafeteria, returned to the dormitory, took a shower and changed their clothes.After Lu Ming took a shower, he didn't even care about eating breakfast, and just slumped on the bed.After Ling Han finished drying the two sets of sportswear, he sat by the bed: "Can you get up? Have breakfast."

Lu Ming took a deep breath, and sat up abruptly: "Well, I'm so hungry."

Ling Han looked at Lu Ming, who looked extraordinarily childish in the morning, with a funny face, and the two of them sat at the table and scoured the breakfast.Lu Ming felt that he hadn't been in such a mess for a long time. After finishing breakfast, he finally couldn't help but said: "I don't think I should have said that I have to do morning exercises yesterday."

"You need to exercise. Your physique is too poor." Ling Han glanced at him and said.

Lu Ming retorted: "I usually stay in the studio, whether my body is good or not, it doesn't make any difference!" He really regretted that he promised to do morning exercise yesterday, obviously he took the matter of running too lightly up.

"I'm not acclimatized, have a fever?" Ling Han's lacquered pupils were filled with narrowness.

Lu Ming looked away, and said, "That was an accident. I'm actually not that bad."

"Really?" Ling Han's simple words were full of doubt and ridicule.

"Okay! Maybe my health is not as good as yours, but I actually don't get sick that much." Lu Ming felt that he was just about to swear to the sky.

"Then prove it to me!" Ling Han said.

"How to prove it?" Lu Ming asked, secretly thinking whether he could get away with running.

"Continue morning exercise tomorrow. Let's see how long you can last." After Ling Han finished speaking, he swallowed the last wonton and stood up straight to pick up the bag. "If you don't have class in the morning, take a rest."

Lu Ming had also finished his breakfast at this time, and responded, "Okay, you go to class first!"

"See you at noon." Ling Han pressed a light kiss on his lips suddenly, and left the dormitory under Lu Ming's astonished gaze.

"Kissing the cheek is a lady's etiquette..." Lu Ming murmured these words until Ling Han had closed the door.

Since there was no class in the morning and he didn't have to go into the teaching building, Lu Ming spent all his time searching for information and the studio. As for the kiss before Ling Han's departure, he directly attributed it to the category of French social etiquette that he hadn't clarified.

When Ling Han returned to the dormitory building at noon, he directly opened the door of the studio, but wasted no time, and went into the dormitory again, but unexpectedly found Lu Ming lying on the sofa, breathing calmly, apparently asleep.

It seems that the effect of today's morning exercise is remarkable, Lu Ming has only been painting for more than an hour, and he is sleepy. Of course, this is also because there is no need to rush to catch the poster now, so Lu Ming returned to the dormitory about half an hour ago.Originally, he just planned to lean on the sofa for a while, but fell asleep accidentally, and didn't even notice that Ling Han opened the door and came in.

Seeing Lu Ming's sleeping posture, Ling Han's lacquer-like pupils became darker, he bent down, and pressed a kiss on the lightly parted lips of some unsuspecting person.Of course, the person who was kissed didn't know it at all, just turned his head slightly and continued to sleep.

Ling Han hooked the corners of his lips, and his mood improved a lot. Seeing that there was still enough time before dinner, he was not in a hurry to wake him up.