live up to the morning light

Chapter 50

Mingchen was thinking wildly, when he suddenly heard Hongguang call him: "Teacher Ming."——his head was still buried in his stomach, and the voice was muffled.

It was very itchy, Mingchen twisted a little bit and wanted to escape, but she was reluctant, bit her lower lip and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You didn't even praise me."

"...What do you want me to praise?" Ming Chen's face became hot, "It's just in time? How nice to reach out?"

——Actually, I wanted to praise him for being handsome.

But dare not speak out.Afraid of revealing his secrets if he said it, he had no choice but to talk about him left and right.

Hong Guang raised his head, deliberately putting on a wronged and angry face.

Mingchen had no choice but to touch his short short hair: "Okay, okay, handsome, handsome."

Hong Guang raised his eyebrows: "Only handsome?"

"What else?" Ming Chen asked back, "Stunning to crack the sky? Insanely handsome? So handsome that the sky and the earth turn pale?"

"Do I look like such a superficial person!" Hong Guang objected.

"Uh……"

"I speak English so fluently, shouldn't I be praised!" Hongguang asked, with a face of "waiting to be praised".

Mingchen burst out laughing with a "puchi".

This should indeed be praised by him, after all, he taught Hongguang English hand in hand, pressing him to recite and practice word by word, and the military medal should be regarded as half of each person, so he patted Hongguang's head again in the morning—— The fluff is a bit tangled, and it feels good to the touch. It is usually too high to be touched: "Very good, very good, double-click '666' for you," Ming Chen said imitating the live broadcast that Hong Guang usually watched.

Hiroshi was happy.

Standing up, he pulled Ming Chen up together, and while walking out of the bar street with his arms around him, he still asked worriedly, "Are you all right? Didn't you scare me?"

Ming Chen lightly elbowed him: "I'm a big man too, I'm not that fragile! After all, I've been practicing for a semester, okay, if I feel uncomfortable, I'll hit him..."

Hong Guang raised his eyebrows: "So you don't hate it? If I don't come, you will leave with him, okay?"

"That's not what I said." Ming Chen rubbed the spot where he was touched just now, "I just didn't understand what he was going to do, so you came here - this is not a question of whether you hate it or not... I I can't even see his face clearly..."

Hong Guang hugged him to his side: "What are you looking at, he's not half as handsome as me, and he's also short—he's scared when I show up! Of course, if you're looking for a boyfriend, you'll have a face like me..."

My heart skipped a beat in the morning.

He smelled the alcohol on Hong Guang's body - he himself drank soda just now, but Hong Guang went down for two cups of Long Island Iced Tea steadily.

Ming Chen sighed inwardly, bit her tongue to wake herself up, and then restrained herself and said, "Oh, then congratulations to your girlfriend."

Hong Guang was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"

"The day Gao Tian confessed to you."

"Ahh," Hongguang laughed, "You and I are also very familiar, let's say we stay together for at least eighteen hours 24 hours a day, when did you see that I contacted my girlfriend?"

"Eh?" Ming Chen's eyes widened suddenly, "Fake?"