Who is poor? [Rebirth]

Ming Yu stood in front of Cheng Yanxia, ​​still panting.

Cheng Yanxia placed her palms up in front of Mingyu.Ming Chen pursed his lips and smiled, put his hands together and immediately put them on, half supporting his body.

"Brother, what kind of clothes are you making?"

Cheng Yanxia saw Mingyu's open coat, and the white vest inside was close to his body, making Mingyu's slender figure stand out.

He slowly lowered Mingyu's hand.

Ming Yu took two steps forward, leaned forward and stood on Cheng Yanxia's lap with his knees against the seat.

He was tired and wanted to sit again.

After thinking for a while, he put his hand on Cheng Yanxia's shoulder.Mingyu is happy, the height is just right.

"Winter clothes."

Cheng Yanxia passed through Mingyu's open clothes with one hand, and hooked his waist to let him get closer.The waist of the palm is flexible, too thin.

"Be careful of catching a cold."

Mingyu leaned against his forehead, watching him pinch the zipper of his coat with his fingers and close it, pulling it from the bottom to the chest.

"I was a little hot just now," he explained.

Cheng Yanxia paused her hands, slightly raised her eyelids to meet those clear eyes.Fearing that his neck would be tired from bending, he raised his chin with one hand, and pinched the soft flesh on his face as a habit.

Warmer than usual, but still soft.He asked: Now? "

Mingyu's face was crowded by him. "It's not hot anymore."

Cheng Yanxia nodded and continued to arrange his clothes.Pull up the front neckline, then pinch Mingyu's waist and carry it around a corner, as easy as hugging a doll.

Straighten out the hat on the back of his head, and place the rabbit ears symmetrically by the way.

In this way, he let go.

Mingyu noticed what he was doing, his eyes were like stars, and he smiled lightly.Looking up, he met Chu Jiaojiao's dumbfounded expression, and when he looked back, it was Fang Qixing's chubby face that he wanted to see but restrained.

Mingyu blushed and turned around immediately.

The rabbit ears drew a soft arc in the air, like a frightened Mingyu.Soft and well behaved.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yanxia stretched her long legs and leaned against the back of the chair.

Ming Yu pinched his sleeves with his fingers, his little face tensed slightly.He whispered: "It was discovered."

"What did you find?"

"Look." Mingyu took a step to the side, unkindly exposing Chu Jiaojiao and Fang Qixing to Boss Cheng's sight.

Cheng Yanxia opened her eyes and looked.The two happened to be bouncing around and playing badminton.Like Bimei's pheasants, one dances more vigorously than the other.

"Look at what?"

Mingyu turned his head, blinked and stared at the two hard-working people on the court.Well, he almost betrayed his friend just now.

Mingyu thought for a while, then solemnly moved to stand in front of Cheng Yanxia again, and said, "Brother, you should exercise restraint at school."

The corners of Cheng Yanxia's lips curled up. "Restrain what?"

Mingyu bulged his cheeks. "You know!"

Cheng Yanxia took his hand and sat down beside her. "Okay, I will restrain myself."

Mingyu looked at him with his arms crossed, with a look of relief.

Sitting alone for a while, I didn't hear a sound from the side.Ming Chen held his own cup and opened it, and handed it to his lips.

"Brother, drink some water."

"No, I have to restrain myself." He raised his eyebrows and looked at Mingyu, "So you should also restrain yourself."

Mingyu looked at the cup he lifted up, feeling a little uncomfortable. "Brother, you can drink it yourself."

Cheng Yanxia shook her head seriously. "How can you drink from a cup, let alone a straw, others will misunderstand."

Mingyu was in a hurry: "If you misunderstand, you will misunderstand!"

Cheng Yanxia laughed. "Angry?"

Mingyu stood up, holding the quilt by Cheng Yanxia's lips. "drink!"

"It's kind of a double standard."

Mingyu pursed his lips. "I was wrong, I won't say it."

Cheng Yanxia drank a few sips with his hand.Finished and said: "Is there a next time?"

Mingyu obediently admits his mistake. "Gone."

"Yeah." Cheng Yanxia stretched out her posture again, and it was that big guy's posture again.

Mingyu sat on the side, next to Cheng Yanxia.Curiosity flashed in his eyes: "Brother, do you want to play badminton?"

"Just watch you fight."

Just in time, Chu Jiaojiao was exhausted from bouncing hard in order to show that they didn't look at Mingyu's side.He shouted directly at Ming Yu: "Tu Tuo, it's you!"

Mingyu water cup skillfully stuffed into Cheng Yanxia's hand. "coming!"

The person ran to the opposite side, and Cheng Yanxia looked at Mingyu with his excellent eyesight.

I saw him drop three balls in a row, and even Fang Qixing gave up the ball.He clicked his tongue lightly and said to himself, "I have to take it to practice."

After 10 minutes, all three of them were sweating.

Fang Qixing went back to play the beat, while Mingyu blushed, grabbed his clothes and took them off.

"Don't move!" Cheng Yanxia stopped him.

Mingyu immediately maintained the posture of undressing, not daring to move.

Hooking the person to the front, the hand directly reached his back.Soggy slice.

"Sweating so much."

"It's so hot, so hot." Mingyu blushed, and her forehead hair wetly stuck to her forehead.Holding the clothes just around the corner.

"Turn around."

Mingyu is obedient and turns his back to Cheng Yanxia.

The back hem was lifted up, Mingyu thought he was going to get the clothes inside up.The result is dry paper towels stuck to the spine.

"It's wet." Mingyu said uncomfortable.

"Good boy, I'll be fine later." As he spoke, he touched his dry back, and then quickly pulled him to the toilet.

Before Mingyu understood, he saw him quickly lift up his two clothes and take them off neatly.

Graceful mermaid lines, six-pack abs, muscular chest... A handsome man undresses or something, good-looking is good-looking, but it's out of season!

Mingyu's pupils trembled, and his voice split: "Brother, this is not good!"

"Why are you standing there, take it off quickly." Cheng Yanxia's hair was messy, and her eyes were joking, "You think I'm you? Little idiot."

With that said, he took out the long sleeves inside.Put on the sweater outside again.

In the cramped space, seeing that Mingyu was slow to react, Cheng Yanxia started directly by himself.

It was cold, and the glutinous rice balls were tightly wrapped by him.The space is small and the hands are not easy to stretch.Cheng Yanxia can only hook people next to her and speed up.

Waiter's upper body was naked, and he burrowed into his arms like a piece of tender tofu.Cheng Yanxia put her long sleeves on him immediately.Then put on the vest and coat.

It was done in one go, and then he took Mingyu out.

Mingyu had a mess of hair, and the goosebumps on his body hadn't gone away before he got dressed.

He looked at his wet autumn clothes in Cheng Yanxia's hands, still a little confused.

"Brother, so you are going to do this."

Cheng Yanxia turned her head and raised her hand to smooth his hair. "I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, so prepare an extra dress next time."

Mingyu smiled and grabbed his arm, the dimple filled with sweet water. "Thank you brother."

"Ah."

Carrying clothes to gather, once disbanded, a group of four went straight out of the school gate.

The days are repeated each day, but with slight variations.

After the afternoon class, Cheng Yanxia took her directly to the park.

In front of the stool by the lake, Mingyu stood tremblingly holding the manuscript he had written yesterday.On the seat, Ji Zaisang was sitting with Pei Yu, and Cheng Yanxia was standing beside him.

The three big boys are taller than 1.8 meters five.Looking at himself with three pairs of eyes, Mingyu only felt that he was like ripples on the surface of the lake being blown by the wind, shaking almost without stopping.

Ji Zaisang looked at the trembling paper, and comforted him kindly: "Don't be afraid, friend Mingyu. Who of us is with whom."

They both planned to go home this afternoon, but Cheng Yanxia temporarily called them over to be the audience.As soon as I heard it was Mingyu, of course it was incumbent.

As a result, he sat on the stool for a long time now, Mingyu was still holding the manuscript, and his face was blushing.

Pei Yu glanced at Ji Zaisang.

Ji Zaisang gave him a "received" look, and said positively, "Don't worry, just treat us as Chinese cabbage."

Cheng Yanxia walked to Mingyu's side and squeezed his hand, feeling a little unbearable.But sometimes Mingyu needs a push.

He said: "Try baby, just read the manuscript."

I don't ask for too much today, as long as I can read it tomorrow.

He was still looking for a place with few people by the lake, and now it seems that he was lucky not to go to a place with many people.Otherwise, Mingyu could run away directly.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff, Pei Yu suddenly said, "Brother Cheng, you agreed to give us that racing car."

There was a meal for Ming.

He looked at Cheng Yanxia in surprise, and saw that he really "hmm".Eye sockets flushed.

How can this be...

He pinched himself hard, raised his hand, and read out to cover his face.The voice was weak, probably only Cheng Yanxia who was beside him could hear it.

Ji Zaisang was surprised and gave thumbs up to the people around him.

Pei Yu pressed his paw down.

Ji Zaisang's eyes lit up: "And the latest game console you bought for me! And there's more, the figure I want..."

When Mingyu heard it, the water in his eyes almost overflowed.

Why so many!

His voice was getting louder and louder, so that everyone passing by had to take a look.But Mingyu didn't notice it, he just wanted to suppress Ji Zaisang's voice.

Isn't it just reading manuscripts, isn't it just giving speeches, so you have to spend so much money on him!

He is not a gold swallowing beast!

The more Ming Chen reads, the more wronged he becomes, and the more he reads, the louder his voice becomes.The breath that had always been bound by the chest broke through the knot with the sound, and his voice tightened, and then it was as smooth as a flood.

Anyway, it is to release the fear in my heart.

After 10 minutes, Mingyu's voice stopped.

As soon as the manuscript was taken down, the three people in front of them slapped their hands together.

"Awesome!" Ji Zaisang flew out without any money, "It's really amazing! I could fall asleep listening to the first few episodes of speeches, but Mingyu's friends actually cheered me up a bit!"

Pei Yu said persuasively: "The literary talent is superior, and the momentum is also sufficient. Leaps of progress."

Ji Zaisang's eyes sparkled with excitement: "Then tonight..."

Ming Chen pursed his lips, and looked at Cheng Yanxia aggrievedly.

See, it still cost him money.

Cheng Yanxia chuckled and rubbed his head.He hooked his hand around Mingyu's neck and led him away.

"Let's go, eat hot pot."

"Great!"

Mingyu was surprised: "Ang?"

Cheng Yanxia's hand on his shoulder rubbed his chin in turn. "Recall the feeling just now. Are you still afraid?"

Mingyu opened his lips subconsciously: "I'm afraid..."

But he paused again, thinking of the carefree expression just now.as if...

"It's not that scary."

Cheng Yanxia chuckled: "Often the first step is the hardest, as long as you take the first step, everything will follow."

Mingyu lowered his head and moved his chin into his big hand.

"Thank you brother."

"Thank you so many times."

"Brother, I want to eat hot pot too." Ming Chen also felt a little greedy when he heard the people behind discuss what to order.

At home, Cheng Yanxia puts nutrition first in everything, and eats spicy food, but rarely like hot pot.

He wants to eat too.

"Yeah." Cheng Yanxia pinched his face, "Then eat enough tonight."

The author says:

The society is afraid of coming to power, and the mind is very clear.Sober enough to distinguish all reactions from the audience, and even hear the strong beating of his own heart.But just shaking and shaking, shaking hands and throat.

The sieve can't shake the Ming Dynasty, believe it or not?

If you don’t believe me, you can go compare with a book. (whispers)