The days of frying CP with the enemy

The lights in the dance practice room were still on, and a row of windows on the left was open, and the refreshing wind blew the lush green trees in.The sweat on He Xingci's forehead was blown away a lot.

"Come on, give me your hands and relax your body." Mo Ran looked like a strict teacher, kneeling on He Xingci's leg with his left leg, pressing his back with both hands, and seeing him working hard, he felt uncomfortable, "No If so, practice tomorrow."

No matter how painful He Xingci was, he didn't yell again: "A man can't say no. You continue to push hard, and I'll press it straight." While speaking, the strenuous panting finally turned into swallowing saliva forbearance.

Not practicing is just talking about it, he doesn't want to hold back his group.The ink-burning sportsman He Xingci saw He Xingci at the high school sports meeting, and he had to sigh, if this person didn't become a star, he could directly enter the national team.

On the other hand, he can run, barely pass the shooting, and synchronized gymnastics has zero concept in his mind. Fortunately, he has a little dance foundation, so he won't be too rushed to the shelves.

"I'll get up, switch legs, and keep going." His leg hurt so badly that he couldn't feel it, He Xingci forced his hands to hold his leg, and managed to finish changing his leg.

Mo Ran's thin lips pursed into a line.He knew that whatever he said at this time, He Xingci would never give up or stop practicing.

"Okay. After the sports meeting is over, I will secretly buy you delicious food."

The flat voice entered He Xingci's ears, adding a bit of playfulness and cuteness.He really knows how to think about his own thoughts... He bent down, stretched his hands and stretched his legs, and the pink color spread from the base of his ears: "A deal?"

"It's a word."

It would be great if I could record what Mo Ran said, so that in the future Nanyan would ask why he gained weight, and he would be able to easily blame him =w=.

He Zaizi, who practiced all night, couldn't help falling asleep in the car. The next day, he learned from the staff that he was carried upstairs by Mo Ran and sent to bed.

His key point is, why didn't he even feel that he was being carried?I slept so soundly last night...

If I woke up last night and saw that I was on someone's back, I might have rolled down the stairs in fright.Thinking about it this way, He Xingci felt lucky.

Compared with yesterday, there are many seats in all directions in the stadium.The arena was crowded with people, and when He Xingci entered with a yawn, the camera shot directly at his face.

As expected of a 360-degree congratulatory speech with no dead ends, the sleepy look is also handsome.The cameraman thought so.

"Good morning." With a thick nasal voice and an ambiguous sentence, it was soft and cute, and attracted many fans in front of the camera.

Of course, he also has a "fan girl" by his side.

What if my sweetheart is too cute?I really want to hide it so that no one can see it.

"Hey, Senior He, Senior Mo, you just arrived too?" A sharp male voice came from behind, and the man walked slowly in front of the two of them. The gray sportswear set off the slightly thin figure of the man.

He Xingci didn't look at him at all, he restrained himself somewhat in front of the camera, he covered his mouth and pretended to yawn. "Well. Is there something wrong?"

I really ran into Chu Yunjue when I went out this morning without looking at the Huang Li.

Bah, bah, bad luck!

Chu Yunjue naturally saw it with keen eyesight, and he couldn't get it right when he got close to him.He Xingci's reaction made him dumbfounded for a while, he expected that He Xingci would not give him face, but he did not expect that he would be so embarrassing for himself.

He chuckled and turned to Mo Ran: "Senior Mo, long time no see, how are you doing recently?"