I was spoiled after being forced to marry

"No, no, what you said is wrong. Even if he really changes his taste, he can't just fall in love with Little Xingxing. No matter how he looks at it, he and Little Xingxing have the same attribute. What can the two suffer together?" Qin Xiuming gossips After waiting for a long time, as if suddenly discovering some terrible truth, he interrupted the other two.

Yu Cheng rolled his eyes at him, "You know what a fart! When two people meet, there must be an attack. Haven't you heard of it? Besides, just like Lu Chi, don't look at him as a girl, even if he takes off his clothes, he might have muscles all over his body." , stronger than you!"

"Hey, hey, I believe in the muscles all over my body. Don't talk nonsense about Brother Big's fierceness!" Qin Xiuming refused to agree to the man's dignity.

"I said, is this the point? How did you decide that little Xingxing is a shou? Couldn't our little Xingxing be a Tibetan mastiff with a milk dog skin?" Lu Zirui interjected.

When he asked this, the other two were stunned, and they all looked at Fan Xing who was learning Chinese with earphones, and after three seconds, they shook their heads tacitly, "You think too much."

Lu Zirui couldn't help laughing, "Well, actually, I also think he and Lu Chi should be more aggressive with Lu Chi."

Although Fan Xing was wearing earphones, he couldn't block their discussion, but he didn't want to participate in it.

He really didn't know why the three of them still had so much spare energy to take care of these things under such high-intensity training tasks.

In fact, from his own point of view, Lu Chi himself is a warm and friendly person. He picked him up around the time of orientation, and felt that he needed to take more care of him.How could it be as complicated as Qin Xiuming and the others thought?

As for the issue of attack...

Forget it, let's take a shower and sleep.

When he came out of the shower, the dormitory was much quieter.

The three of them were doing their own things, Yu Cheng was playing games, and Lu Zirui didn't know what they were doing.

Qin Xiuming held his mobile phone and didn't know what variety show he was watching, and complained while watching: "Damn, what kind of monsters and ghosts? Is this type of male or female popular these days? What is the name of this number 17, Gu Mingyu? What kind of monster, It’s still so popular, isn’t it weird?”

Fan Xing dried her hair and was about to go to the balcony to make a call to He Qingmo. After hearing Gu Mingyu's name, she hesitated for a second, poked her head over, and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

Qin Xiuming saw that he was rarely interested in variety shows, so he immediately pulled him to watch together, "It's the recently launched talent show "Youth Unlimited". Look at number 17, isn't it male or female? , I can’t even see what he looks like, and this clothes, alas, I don’t know why girls like this type now!”

Fan Xing was also taken aback when he saw Gu Mingyu's appearance. In the show, Gu Mingyu was wearing a particularly thick smoky makeup. He probably had his hair back, but he still had a ponytail and his clothes were gender indistinguishable.

The shape is not ugly, even good-looking, and Gu Mingyu is only 16 years old, and his gender characteristics are not obvious. This kind of gender-confusing style can easily catch people's attention in a short time.

It may also be because of this that this is the second episode of the show, and Gu Mingyu's popularity vote displayed on the screen is already far ahead of the others.

but……

Although Fan Xing had met Gu Mingyu twice and didn't know much about it, he had an intuition that the child probably didn't like this style, and Gu Mingyu probably didn't have a compromising personality.Will he change his style for popularity?

Fan Xing felt a little strange, but to put it bluntly, it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't need to worry about it, so he didn't think about it, and went to call He Qingmo with his mobile phone.

In fact, there is nothing to say, but Fan Xing feels that since he is married to He Qingmo, and He Qingmo is so considerate to let him go to college, he should obediently call him every day to report Take a look at your own situation.

Anyway, from what he heard on the phone, He Qingmo didn't feel impatient.

So this phone call every night became his habit.

And waiting to answer the phone every night seems to have become He Qingmo's habit.

Today he had a long meeting and had a working meal for dinner. After eating, he continued. When it was finalized, it was almost eleven o'clock.

He glanced at the time, thinking that the call was a bit late today when the phone rang.

The corner of his mouth could not help but bend, and when he connected, the child's soft voice came over, "Brother, are you asleep?"

"No, I'm still in the company." The man was lazily leaning on the sofa, his slender legs crossed and stretched casually, and it was really exhausting to have meetings with the stubborn old people on the board of directors all day long. .

The kid probably sensed the tiredness in his tone, and asked with concern: "Are you so busy? Didn't brother forget to eat?"

"The work meal was terrible, and I didn't eat a few bites." The man complained half-truthfully.

"Then what should we do?" Fan Xing was obviously worried, "Why don't you ask Assistant Song to order a new one for you? You'll be hungry if you don't eat a few bites, or you'll go home..."

"I want to eat what you made, what should I do?"

The man interrupted him suddenly, his low and slightly hoarse voice crept into Fan Xing's ears along the phone, tingling and numb.

Fan Xing didn't know why his face was a little hot, and his voice became softer unconsciously: "But, I have to go for a run at six o'clock tomorrow morning, and if I go back...how about I go back?"

The man leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest his mind. The silent smile gradually melted from the corner of his mouth, "Silly you, are you planning to stay up all night when you come back now?"

Considering the distance between Tsinghua University and He Qingmo's house, Fan Xing rushed back to cook a meal, and then returned to school before dawn.

"Then... what about you?" Fan Xing asked in a low voice.

The man's deep laughter came over, "Are you worried about your husband?"

Fan Xing bit his lip, and replied almost inaudibly: "Yes." Then he suddenly raised his voice, and said solemnly: "It's not good if you don't eat, it hurts your stomach!"

The man was trying to tease the kid to say it again, but the conversation got cut off. He felt that he had played the game, and the kid was probably really worried about him, so he smiled softly: "Got it, go back and warm up some shrimp dumplings, okay?" good?"

"Well, but don't eat too much, it hurts your stomach. Oh, right, I remembered that I might have to go back one day late. Brother Lu Chi invited me to attend a lecture in their School of Computer Science. He said it was very exciting and there were many powerful people Seniors will go. So I want to go and listen."

Lu Chi is from the School of Computer Science, so it can be said that he has nothing to do with the School of Medicine, but when Lu Chi invited him to talk about the lecture, he was moved.

Originally, after the military training, their freshmen could go on vacation directly, but because of this lecture, Fan Xing had to stay at school for an extra day.

The man on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, wondering what he was thinking, and then said, "Okay, let's go."

Fan Xing immediately thanked him obediently, "Thank you brother." Just as Qin Xiuming came out to dry the clothes, he said goodbye to He Qingmo, hung up the phone and went back to sleep.

But He Qingmo thought of something, and called Song Yang to ask, "Did Qing University send me any invitation letter before?"

Song Yang has an excellent memory: "Yes, it's the School of Computer Science. I want to invite you back to attend a lecture on the employment of graduates, but it conflicts with your itinerary."

"Pushed?" he asked.

"Not yet. Are you planning to go?"

"Go, rearrange the itinerary for that day." After speaking, he took his clothes and left.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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