Little boyfriend is cute and flirtatious

"Huh?" Fu Xingyun's voice was a little silly.

"Why, not happy?"

"No!" He quickly defended, "I'm very happy! Being with my brother makes me happy in everything I do!"

Shen Mochen felt that he was getting used to his flamboyant fan persona, so he didn't correct him and asked, "What happened last night? Did you not sleep well?"

"A little insomnia, I fell asleep soon after dawn."

"Accept the bed?"

"Uh... yeah."

"That's right, I'll sleep better if I'm tired today."

The two whispered for a while, the instructor suddenly turned his head and glanced over, and they immediately stood up again.

The instructor seemed to have some opinions on them, and he looked at them for a while before turning his head away.

Shen Mochen breathed a sigh of relief, just as he was about to speak, his shoulders suddenly felt heavy.Fu Xingyun lowered his eyes, leaned on his left shoulder, breathing evenly, and fell asleep.

"Tsk, why is this?" He stretched out his hand to wake him up, but the person who was relying on him dreamed of something, his lips moved slightly, and he called out softly, "Brother."

Suddenly his heart softened, Shen Mochen silently moved to Fu Xingyun's side to make him lean more steadily, and stared at the instructor.

The team members are currently hoisting the horizontal ladder one by one.There was something wrong with Lin Qianqian. It seemed that she was hanging on the horizontal ladder and dared not change hands. The instructor came to the bottom of the ladder and urged her loudly.

After passing one person, Zhang Yunchen had something wrong again, he let go of the horizontal ladder and fell down as soon as he jumped on it.He quickly apologized to the instructor, went back and danced again.

After 10 minutes, everyone in the team was almost done practicing. Shen Mochen reached out and patted Fu Xingyun on the shoulder: "Wake up, the instructor is coming."

The sleeping person was startled suddenly, and the moment he opened his eyes, he was confused for a moment, then he woke up and stood up straight.

At this moment, the instructor turned his head and waved to them coolly: "Have you seen the demonstration clearly? Go and complete the movements with your teammates."

Shen Mochen came to the bottom of the horizontal ladder and jumped lightly.With long hands and long feet, he grabbed the iron rod without much effort, then swung and changed hands, and quickly completed the action.

Jumping off the horizontal ladder and looking back, Fu Xingyun has already jumped up and grabbed it.

Different from ordinary people, Fu Xingyun's swing is stretched and magnificent, with a strong sense of rhythm, as if light and effortless.When he reached the end of the horizontal ladder, everyone felt that if the ladder was extended ten or eight steps back, he could still swing down leisurely.

Even the plague-faced instructor's complexion improved a lot.

"Very good!" God of Plague pushed his sunglasses, "After closing the team in the afternoon, you two will run 5 laps around the playground, come back and do 50 push-ups, and now return to the team."

Nothing else happened on this day. At six o'clock in the afternoon, the day's practice finally came to an end.Ying went back to the residence to review the material and edited the film, leaving a photographer to continue filming the two of them and was punished.

At the end of the day, both of their camouflage uniforms were drenched. Shen Mochen lifted the corner of his T-shirt to wipe off his sweat, and greeted the photographer: "Brother Meng!"

Meng Lian nodded to him: "You boy, are you making trouble again?" He was not there in the morning, so he still doesn't know why the two were punished.

"How can I!" Shen Mochen replied, "The instructor asked me to sit in the water, and I was fined if I didn't want to."

"That's it? Don't make it up. With your nature of rolling in the mud all day long, you are afraid of a little water?" Meng Lian dismissed his reason.

Fu Xingyun looked over in surprise.

"It's because there are girls present, so I'm sorry to dirty my pants?" Meng Lian threw out his guess, "Let me guess, Lin Qianqian?"

"Guess what?" Shen Mochen glared at him.

The instructor in front blew his whistle, and he ran out without talking to the cameraman.

Shen Mochen didn't expect that Fu Xingyun's physical strength was really good. After 5 laps, he was not out of breath, and then he did push-ups again.

But it is true that I was still tired, and I didn't sleep much the first night. When I reached 30, the speed had slowed down. The last few, both of them gritted their teeth and completed it.

"Okay!" The instructor also breathed a sigh of relief.Strictly being strict, he was actually ready to release the water, and he was actually quite happy to see the two of them had completed the task.

"Go back and rest!" The instructor's tone softened a lot, and he told Fu Xingyun, "Stop playing with electronic products, go to bed early, and don't get punished tomorrow."

Then turned to Shen Mochen, the instructor opened his mouth, and found that he didn't know what to encourage him, so he could only say perfunctorily: "You too."

"Go to the cafeteria to have a meal first?" Shen Mochen called out, "Instructor, together?"

The cool instructor had already put on his sunglasses and left without looking back.

Shen Mochen turned to greet Meng Lian, "Let's go together, you are delayed because of taking pictures of us.

Meng Lian, who was watching the replay, grinned: "What's the matter? You forgot that when we were in the clothing city, one meal a day was a common thing, and we often took pictures until two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, just relying on a few biscuits to survive."

An hour later, Fu Xingyun was lying on the bed refreshed, pinching his mobile phone, and added a sentence to the completed items: "I was punished with my brother, ran 2000 meters together, and did 50 push-ups." There is a tick in the previous box.

When I called my brother yesterday, I still felt a little bit unable to speak. After getting along with each other today, this person...

The clear breath in his memory soothed the beast in his heart. It was so rare that depression failed to occupy his mood all day today.

Two minutes later, the screen of the mobile phone was still on, and Fu Xingyun had already fallen asleep.

Originally, he thought that if he went to bed before eight o'clock, he would wake up in the early morning and open his eyes until dawn. When the wake-up call woke him up, Fu Xingyun was surprised to find that he had actually slept for ten hours in one sleep.

The last time I slept like this was when I was heartless about five years ago.

Fu Xingyun got up, opened the small cabinet next to the sink with medicines, and suddenly stopped with his outstretched hand.

The feeling today... seems to be good, the mood is better than taking the medicine, the heavy feeling when I wake up on weekdays, I seem to retreat to a corner, and I don't come out to show my teeth and claws again.

He withdrew his hand in surprise, and glanced at the mirror.The hair of the young boy in the mirror was curled up randomly, and there was still a mark from long sleep on one cheek, but the whole person was in a satisfied and happy state.

It's such a good feeling.Like... nothing happened.

Fu Xingyun lowered his eyes and smiled, then opened the cabinet, took out today's medicine and took it.

When going out, Shen Mochen happened to come out from the opposite side, Fu Xingyun smiled and said, "Good morning, brother!"

Shen Mochen raised his head, was stunned for a moment before smiling and said, "Sleep well at the latest?"

"Well! I fell asleep when I came back, and I just woke up."

Shen Mochen nodded: "It looks like he's rested well, and his voice sounds much better."

This focus is a bit strange, Fu Xingyun didn't know how to answer for a while, followed Shen Mochen for two steps, and he blurted out: "Then do you like it?"

Shen Mochen turned his head and glanced at him. Under the morning sun, the young man's face was slightly red, which was exactly the vigor and vitality that this age should have.

He laughed lowly: "It's good."

Nothing went wrong this day, but yesterday's fatigue showed its influence after a night's rest.

Under the instructor's stern eyes, the students put in [-] points of energy to keep the previous day's record.

Even Zheng Qi didn't bother to turn on the screen anymore, and finished the day's training in an orderly manner.

After taking a comfortable shower, Shen Mochen wiped his hair and took out his phone.Since it was a closed training session, the media had no way of knowing their training status, but the enthusiasm needed to be maintained. Today, Director Ying issued an order for everyone to go on Weibo for business.

Open Weibo, Zhang Yunchen has already sent a message:

【Zhang Yunchen V: OMG, I feel like I'm useless!Lying flat and pretending to be dead.jpg]

Shen Mochen thought for a while, stood at the window, and took a photo of catching the sunset.

[Shen Mochen V: I can hold on for a while longer! 】

After posting Weibo, I threw the towel into the laundry basket, then picked up the phone, and soon someone commented on Weibo:

【Catching the sun, is it because of that? 】

[I'm not right, why did you understand the meaning of the upstairs in seconds? 】

[Brother Chen's hands are so pretty, go to the next door, they'll come in handy! 】

[Correct answer, really good match! 】

Shen Mochen looked puzzled, what does it have to do with the neighbor?

He thought about the allocation of the room, Lin Qianqian should be next door.

Opening Lin Qianqian's Weibo, the goddess posted a photo of her legs: [I really want to have a massage! 】

That's what it meant.

Shen Mochen switched back to his Weibo, and that message had already been pushed down, and another message was pushed to the highest point:

[Pai Xiaoxing V: Ahhh, my brother's hands are so beautiful!Don't be too romantic with the halo ring, brother, that's my passionate gaze and infinite love! 】

What's going on here?

Shen Mochen swiped his phone and looked at the picture he took.

His fingers were long and slender, and he casually grasped towards the sun, the sunlight was exposed from between his fingers, and a small light circle thinly surrounded the base of his ring finger...even he himself didn't notice it.

This child, this exaggerated tone...

In the opposite room, Fu Xingyun saw this Weibo, and immediately called Pei Xucheng: "What the hell are you doing? Delete that Weibo!"

"Come on, am I not maintaining my personality? As a fan, how can I not express my love for the male god?"

"If you want to express it, you can express it in person, and I will meet someone tomorrow!"

"It's okay, don't worry, my Weibo has always been like this. When you first met my male god, your personality was already like this!"

Hanging up the phone angrily, Fu Xingyun helped his forehead, and it took all his efforts to not let himself rush out of the base to kill that scoundrel right now!

The rascal was still unconscious, and then a WeChat message came:

[Asshole: Emergency, I just remembered that "XX Limit" magazine has a dinner party tonight, can you help me go? 】

【NEBULA: Why don't you go yourself? 】

[Asshole: I have limited mobility! 】

【NEBULA: It's too embarrassing! 】

[Asshole: God A and God P will also go. 】

[NEBULA: ...]

[Asshole: I will invest half of this year's Dakar. 】

[NEBULA: Let me think about it. 】

Fu Xingyun is not short of money, he can use his uncle's black card, and he also has investment companies and enterprises under his name, but Dakar is a bottomless pit, and he has supported it independently for two years, so why not do it if he can come to share it personally?What's more, Arnold and Patrick are both good friends on the Internet. When I return to China this time, I originally planned to visit these two.

Half an hour later, Fu Xingyun walked out of the small dormitory building and walked around to the side of the base playground.

In fact, he has the access control card of the base. After all, he is half the boss, and his authority is enough for him to enter and exit freely.But at the beginning when it was agreed to conceal his identity, Fu Xingyun never thought about using the card.

There is a small tool room on the west side of the playground, where some gardening tools are piled up. Next to it is a camphor tree with two people hugging each other, whose branches and leaves have stretched beyond the fence.

Fu Xingyun glanced at the distance between the outer wall of the tool room and the trunk of the camphor tree, took a breath, took two steps toward the tool room, and then jumped up. While stepping on the wall with his right foot, he turned around and stood on the tree trunk. With another kick, he climbed onto the wall with ease.

Looking back at the deserted playground, Fu Xingyun fell off the wall.

The dinner party was held at a private club in the suburbs of City A. It was an hour and a half drive away from Qinglian City. Fu Xingyun still drove his McLaren and arrived at the destination in less than an hour.

It was already 11:[-] by the time the dinner was over and we returned outside the base wall.

When the McLaren drove under the high wall of the base, Fu Xingyun looked up at the camphor tree.

The walls are slippery.

Fu Xingyun hesitated between the two options of stepping on the roof of the McLaren to climb over the wall and directly using the access control card to enter the door.

While struggling, suddenly, a figure rushed to the top of the wall.

The author has something to say:

Well, I didn't sneak out alone.

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