Sit on Xueba's lap

After several rounds of melon-eating games, the sun is gradually setting to the west, and the sky in the distance is glowing red.

Wang Shenxin looked at his watch, winked at the instructor next door, and the two clapped their hands vigorously at the same time to attract everyone's attention, announcing that the military training in the afternoon was over, and we will see each other at the old place and time at night.

The youthful students showed joy and responded loudly, "Goodbye, instructor."

The Bailaihao teenagers dispersed one by one, and Bai Yan consciously walked to Chen Miao's side, slapping his neck with his palm, "Your neck is sore, brother Miao, how about you?"

Chen Miao: "It's not sour, it's okay."

Seeing that he didn't feel tired at all after a day's training, Classmate Bai was a little envious, and asked the doubts that had been pent up in his heart for a long time, "Brother Miao, have you practiced?"

Chen Miao glanced at him and replied, "Grandpa is a veteran."

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows, knowing the unfinished meaning, it seems that Chen Miao was trained a lot when he was a child, tsk tsk tsk, no wonder he stood out from the crowd all day, he immediately put away the sourness in his heart.

Classmate Bai is not one who can hide his emotions. Chen Miao could tell what he was thinking with a cursory glance, "Is your neck not sore?"

Bai Yan made a bitter face when he heard the words: "It's sore, not only the neck is sore, but the legs are also sore."

Chen Miao didn't have any scruples, and directly stretched out his hand to pinch it, and rubbed it vigorously. Student Bai froze, because there were still some beads of sweat on his neck that hadn't evaporated.

"What's wrong?" Chen Miao asked in a low voice.

Bai Yan was extremely ashamed: "There is sweat on the neck."

The corner of Chen Miao's mouth raised slightly, she withdrew her hand, twirled her fingertips, and said calmly, "I don't dislike it."

Classmate Bai was in tears, what could he do? Let Chen Miaomiao take care of him like this. Now he doesn't feel that he is sweating all over and needs to keep a distance from others. He opened his hands, hugged the boy next to him, and rubbed hard, "Chen Miaomiao, I love you for ten thousand years!"

Chen Miao didn't speak, she lowered her eyebrows, her ears turned red quietly.

Just as he was hugging, two girls walked by. Bai Yan glanced at them. He knew these two girls. They were the girls who sat opposite him and Chen Miao during the "melon eating game" just now.

The taller girl walked over gracefully, her eyes were not evasive, her smile was bright, she took out her mobile phone and showed the QR code, "You two, add a WeChat?"

Following her, the girl who was a little shorter but better than her was petite and lovely, and shyly handed over the phone, her hands trembling slightly, not daring to look up at Bai Yan and the others.

Startled by this posture, Classmate Bai let go and stood up straight involuntarily. He didn't know what to say. It's not good for a girl to ask for WeChat so directly, but it would be embarrassing for him not to refuse.

Losing his mind for a moment, he turned his head to look at Chen Miao, winking, what's wrong with this?

Chen Miao accepted his gaze calmly, put her hand into the left trouser pocket calmly, and showed the empty pocket to the girls, "Sorry, I didn't bring my mobile phone."

Seeing him open his eyes and talking nonsense, Bai Yan was startled, isn't the phone in his right pocket?

The two girls are not stupid, pointing to the right pocket, "Is the phone here?"

Chen Miao: "Power bank."

The tone was really determined, and it was not good to really reach out to find someone else's trouser pocket. The two girls were silent for a while, gave up, changed strategies, and asked Bai Yan: "Can classmate Bai add WeChat?"

Bai Yan was sweating, and his mind was spinning quickly, thinking about how to politely refuse.

Chen Miao spoke, "He can't do it either, the phone is flooded."