dorm secret

After Song Bo left, it was the Spring Festival, so naturally it would not cause any major fluctuations, but for Feng Guo and Ming Yang, there was a big difference.

Two people live in a four-person room, so don't be too happy.

Of course, the disadvantage is that the atmosphere has become so deserted.

Feng Guo, like Ming Yang, came from an ordinary family. The difference is that Ming Yang worked at home, while Feng Guo worked in agriculture.However, these days, both of them are the target of discrimination, and workers and peasants have an innate tendency to unite.

Naturally, Feng Guo's physical fitness is much stronger than Ming Yang's, and of course he can't reach Song Bo's position, after all, the two are not in the same category.

"Xiao Ming, this is an apple grown by our family. Do you want to eat it?" Feng Guo handed Ming Yang an apple at night not long after he came back from the festival.

"Okay, thank you." Ming Yang was not polite, and took a look at it. It should be said that the ones kept for himself are indeed the best.

"Is this grown by your family?" Ming Yang asked after washing and peeling the skin while eating.

"Yes, grown at home." Feng Guo himself gnawed on one.

"Then your family is really rich in terms of land area per capita." Ming Yang laughed.

"It's all contracted, just to earn some hard money." Feng Guo didn't change his face.

"That's right, you still help with work when you go home?" Ming Yang glanced at Feng Guo. Judging from the current situation, he should not be working.

"That's for sure, uh, but not this time, it must have been sure and sure before. Otherwise, would it be possible to develop such well-developed muscles?" Feng Guo said, showing off his biceps.

"Well, he's more developed than me, similar to Song Bo's, and different from those fitness guys outside." Ming Yang nodded. To be honest, Ming Yang felt a little lonely after Song Bo left.

Feng Guosan finished eating the apple in two bites, took a sip of water and said, "That's right, there's a big difference between those who do physical work and those who practice. But then again, Xiao Ming, to be honest, you really need to strengthen your exercise Now, look at you, if your wife asks you to have a princess hug in the future, it will probably be difficult for you."

"Uh..." Ming Yang was very embarrassed, and didn't know how to answer these words.

Feng Guo didn't hear Ming Yang's reply for a long time, stared at Ming Yang suspiciously for a long time, and finally said quietly: "Xiao Ming, you are not really a pure little virgin, are you?"

"Ahem..." Ming Yang almost choked on Apple, but he didn't know what kind of expression he would show Feng Guohui.

"I'm sorry, I thought Bobo's words were just random nonsense. I think it's enough for someone like me to fail in pursuit and never fall in love. I didn't expect you to be purer than me!" Feng Guo said. He made an exaggerated expression, causing Ming to roll his eyes out of the sky.

"Stop, stop, speak clearly first, you and Song Bo have said something bad about me behind your back, say, tell the truth, hand in your gun and don't kill me." Ming Yang's joints were pinched, this is also a personal characteristic, don't look at it Mingyang is very thin and weak, but his whole body made noises when he moved around since he was a child, almost like a Lianjiazi.Of course, Ming Yang's strength after awakening his abilities cannot be measured by Lian Jiazi.

"Xiao Ming, you are so filthy, you actually let people hand in their guns and not kill you." Feng Guo looked horrified.

"Huh?" Ming Yang didn't turn his head around for a while, and of course it has something to do with Feng Guo's plain face of working people, which is too confusing.

"You didn't say you don't kill me just now, look where I have a gun..." Feng Guo smiled a little lewdly.

"Little lunatic, you have already surpassed Song Bo." Ming Yang wiped off the cold sweat that did not exist on his forehead, and Feng Guo, who had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and simple face, also began to show his integrity.

"No, Feng Guo, it's almost spring now. Could it be that you have the urge to court? You were not like this before." Ming Yang smiled.

There was no expected rebuttal, Feng Guo admitted it with certainty: "Of course, Xiao Ming, I'm not too young this year, it's normal to think about such things at this age."

Ming Yang looked at Feng Guo from head to toe, and finally curled his lips and refused to comment.

A few days later, Ming Yang saw Song Boliu's dress while changing clothes, thought for a while, and at best, it was beyond friendship, at worst, it was acting on the occasion, and at worst, it was to vent his desire.However, neither of them contacted each other afterwards, and it seemed that they passed together like this.

But this dress is still good, regardless of the real situation who bought it for.

Ming Yang changed his clothes, found a matching one, looked in the full-length mirror to tidy up his clothes, and went to class.

"Bobo bought that dress. Xiao Ming's clothes fit so well. I remember that the smell in the room was a bit wrong..." Feng Guo became more and more puzzled when he saw Ming Yang wearing Song Bo's clothes.

"Besides, Ming Yang seems to be more energetic recently than before..." Feng Guo felt a little curious.

"Bobo, Xiao Ming is very interesting recently." Feng Guo turned around and contacted Song Bo.

"Hey, did you find something?" Song Bo replied.

"The whole person feels different. Also, your clothes fit him very well." Feng Guo actually couldn't tell why, it should show that Yang's ability is still very strong.

"That's good, just give it to him, and I'll take it home if it's saved. Wouldn't that create family conflicts? I don't want to kneel on the washboard." Song Bo replied.

"It's just you still kneeling on the washboard, forget it. But then again, Bobo, tell me, do you have any ulterior relationship with Xiao Ming, or have you done some shady things?" Feng Guo thought After thinking about it, I still asked.

"You don't know who his mentor is, do you?" Song Bo asked back.

"His mentor, I know his mentor, it's nothing special." Feng Guo was puzzled.

"Hey, it's dad's fault that he didn't teach you well. You'll find out after you inquire about it." Song Bo joked and went offline.

Feng Guo really wanted to press Song Bo on the bed and beat him violently, but Song Bo didn't know where he was now, and there was nothing he could do.

"Xiao Ming's mentor, does he have a joint mentor?" Mingyang never mentioned Song Shangmen, and the mentors would not talk about them, so Song Shangmen is still a mysterious existence.

It was still very cold in the first few days in the north where the heating had ceased. Ming Yang, who was born with cold hands and feet, was also wrapped in a thick coat in the dormitory.

But Feng Guo loves sports and often does sports in the dormitory.When Song Bo was around before, the two of them would gesture a few times when they had nothing to do. Of course, the final result was that Song Bo exercised his muscles and bones, while Feng Guo's bones were broken.Now that Song Bo is gone, Feng Guo stretches his legs and moves his hands and feet every day.

That is, during activities, Ming Yang accidentally noticed that Feng Guo's elbows were abnormally white.

However, this is very likely to be a contact disease such as the skin of the elbow is worn off by excessive use. Generally, there is nothing wrong with it.

After a few days, when the two of them went to the bathroom to take a hot bath together, Ming Yang unexpectedly discovered that Feng Guo also had a large patch of white spots on his back. , but after noticing the one in the back of my mind, I will naturally not let it go.

After washing and drying, Feng Guo moved there again like a bodybuilder. Although the actual situation is likely to be simply drying, but showing his muscles in front of the faucet and the mirror, even a nearsighted person would feel uncomfortable. strange.

"Wait, you follow them!" Seeing this, Yuan Fan suddenly noticed something, that is, the things that were only in the room had changed a bit.

"Am I that boring?" Song Shangmen asked back.

Yuan Fan didn't speak, but that expression said it all.

"Did you forget that the time of the switch was at the entrance of the building, and I just went out..." Song Shangmen said.

"That can't cover up the fact that you followed them!" Yuan Fan rolled his eyes, expressing that he didn't want to say more.

"Feng Guo, you have a big white spot on your back." Ming Yang stepped forward to dip some cold water on purpose, and poked it.

"Ah..." That's called a hundred twists and turns, but there are all kinds of sounds in the bathroom, so I'm used to it.

"What are you doing?" Feng Guo turned around and glared at you.

"Didn't you hear or didn't you see the white spots on your waist?" Ming Yang rolled his eyes.

After careful inspection, Feng Guo discovered the abnormality on his body at this moment.

"Hey, what's going on here? Xiao Ming, when did you find out?" Feng Guo's expression did not seem to be fake, and Ming Yang's white eyes really turned out of the sky.

"Your heart is unusually big. I thought you didn't care, but who would have guessed that you just didn't notice!" Ming Yang slid his cold fingers across Feng Guo's body, pointing out to him the location of the white spots.Feng Guo was so stimulated that he trembled all over.

"Be careful!" Ming Yang stared.

"You think I'm happy!" Feng Guo blushed and ran away.

Back in the dormitory, Feng Guoma sloppily took off his shirt, and twisted himself, but unfortunately he couldn't see clearly.

In the end, Ming Yang took a mirror, and the second reflection allowed Feng Guo to see the actual situation.

"Xiao Ming, you're saying this can't be vitiligo?" Feng Guo felt lingering fear, "There is a teacher in our research group who is like this. Although we know it's nothing wrong, it looks a bit pervasive."

"I really don't know, why don't you go to the hospital and ask?" Ming Yang's words were really unadulterated, because he really didn't know anything about medical skills.

"Then I'll go take a look another day. You see, I've got four yuan on my body now. I don't want to be covered all over." Feng Guo hurriedly put on his clothes after reading it. cold.

"Do you want to accompany?" Ming Yang casually followed.

"It's not a serious illness, no need." Feng Guo waved his hand, indicating that there is no need.

"Then it's up to you..." Ming Yang turned his head and went about his own business.

A few days later, Ming Yang went back to his room at night. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Feng Guo with a constipated look on his face. For a while.

As soon as Feng Guo saw him coming back, he immediately changed his expression, a little like looking forward to the stars and the moon.

"Xiao Ming, please help me."

"Say it, what's the matter?" Ming Yang looked Feng Guo up and down, and was a little surprised that Feng Guo didn't wear much.

"Help me get some medicine." Feng Guo took the medicine from the table and handed it over.

Ming Yang took it, and asked a few words casually: "Where did you get hurt, is it serious?"

Then he looked down at the ointment, it was white and tasteless, it was different from medicine for burns and scalds, not like medicine for trauma.

"Isn't this the white spots on my body? I thought it was vitiligo. I went to have it checked and said no, but there was indeed a problem. I prescribed such a topical ointment and said to use it for half a month. If the white spots fade, then continue. If it doesn't work It's time for physical therapy." Feng Guo raised his finger and pointed at his body.

"Oh, all right, where do you apply it?" Ming Yang took advantage of this time, put down his bag, washed his hands and dried them, picked up the ointment, put it into his fingers and stirred it up.

"Uh...Xiao Ming, you don't need that much, you can save a little..." Feng Guo's face was dark.

Ming Yang remained calm, and scraped off more than half of the lump, and then saw Feng Guo take off his shirt and turn around.

"It's the back of my heart, I can't reach it." Feng Guo's voice was also quite depressed.

Speaking of this, Feng Guo is really helpless. Song Bo practices martial arts and has good body flexibility. Ming Yang may not look thin, but in Feng Guo's eyes, his body flexibility is better than Song Bo's, because Ming Yang does some dangerous moves in the dormitory from time to time. Bo felt that he couldn't figure it out, but Ming Yang's score was definitely the highest score in the game.

As for himself, forget it, he is old and incomparable.

Ming Yang didn't know the grief and indignation in Feng Guo's heart, and if he knew, he would be helpless.

When giving him the medicine, although he knew it was unnecessary, Ming Yang was still relatively very careful and gentle, which made Feng Guo uncomfortable.

"Xiao Ming, have you put medicine on me yet?"

"Isn't this smoothing?" Ming Yang replied directly.

"Oh, can you act like a man? Are you from a female nurse background? I have no trauma. You can be rude."

Regarding Feng Guo's words, Ming Yang rolled his eyes directly angrily: "Be gentle with you, you still have so many problems! Do you want me to call you cheap or say you are cheap or say you are cheap?"

"Uh, are you done yet?" Feng Guo was slightly embarrassed.

"Smear it evenly, how long do you plan to use this medicine?" Ming Yang said while looking at the ointment in his hand.

"It's been half a month. Let's try it first. If it works, I'll use it up. I don't bother to check it again." Feng Guo is very troublesome about going to the hospital.

"It's up to you." Ming Yang returned the ointment and shrugged his shoulders to show that you are happy.

"Uh, Xiao Ming, I will trouble you for the next period of time." Feng Guo apologized slightly.

"No problem, I don't care, just call me whenever you need to." Ming Yang responded casually.

"Alright." Feng Guo was very happy to get dressed.

"By the way, Xiao Ming, is your dress Bobo's?" After tidying up, Feng Guo looked at Ming Yang carefully, and finally asked.

"That's right, I'm dressed properly, so I'll wear it, otherwise it's a waste to hang it there." Ming Yang looked indifferent.

"Oh, have you ever wondered why Bobo left his clothes behind?" Feng Guo asked step by step.

Ming Yang glanced sideways at Feng Guo, and gave him a look like you're in the water.

"If he doesn't want it, he doesn't want it. It's not like leaving something."

Feng Guo ignored Ming Yang's ridicule, and continued to dig deeper: "But this is the only thing that can be used, and it's too suitable..."

"What do you want to say?" Ming Yang finally felt that there was something in Feng Guo's words.

"Don't you think this dress was specially bought for you?" Feng Guo directly expressed the question in his heart.

"You want to say, Song Bo bought this dress for me specially? The point is why did he buy me clothes for no reason?" Ming Yang actually knew in his heart that he had revealed his secrets, but a piece of clothing can't explain anything, so he still Forcibly quibbling.

"My nose is quite good. Our dormitory smells relatively fresh recently." Feng Guo suddenly changed the subject, and Ming Yang's face turned pale.

Seeing this, Feng Guo didn't continue to press him, but just gave him a "sure enough" expression.

Ming Yang grinned and pulled out an ugly smile, but before he could say anything, Feng Guo waved his hand to signal that there is no need to say more.

Some things are understood, prejudice has always existed, but after all, it is more tolerant.As long as you don't try to give it a try, generally no one will take the initiative to make trouble deliberately.

"Hey, it's exposed..." Yuan Fan outside the venue gloated.

"Look at the drama well, there are so many dramas." Song Shangmen rolled his eyes at him.

In the next half month, Feng Guo will simply take off his clothes and ask Ming Yang to apply the medicine, from the back of the heart at the beginning to all the parts of the body that need medicine. Ming Yang said that you are happy, I don’t Leave a comment, as long as you don't show your muscles in front of me, everything will be fine.

But after all, it was the cold spring season. After half a month, the white spots on Feng Guo's body faded, but he still had a sudden high fever on the weekend when he just stopped taking the medicine.

"Are you serious?" Ming Yang tested it with a thermometer, and it was more than 38 degrees, so he shouldn't be taking antipyretics for the time being.

"It's okay, I just caught a cold accidentally, and I wore a little less when I went out today." Feng Guo said hoarsely.

"Talk less, rest more, drink more water, and be honest." Ming Yang put the water on his bedside with great effort, and after settling down, he went to deal with his own affairs first.

When I went back to test my body temperature, it actually soared to 39 degrees five.

"No, you wait, I'll buy you antipyretics first." Seeing this, Ming Yang felt that the matter was a bit troublesome, and he didn't allow Feng Guo to make excuses, so he got up and went to buy medicines.

When he bought it back, he had to go to bed to pour water and take medicine for him.

But one is young, and the other is an emergency. I took antipyretics at two o'clock, and the temperature dropped to 38 degrees at four o'clock.

"How do you feel?" Ming Yang pressed his hand on Feng Guo's forehead to confirm that the temperature had dropped.

"It's just that I'm very tired, I want to exercise, and I'm a little hungry." Feng Guo tried to get up, but before he got up, a shocking pressure pushed him back under the bed.

"I'm hungry and I'll go buy some porridge right now. As for you, you'd better stay in bed honestly. I don't want to be tossed about by you again in the middle of the night." Ming Yang said, grinding his teeth.

"Mingyang, if you have something to say, speak up, it's easy to cause misunderstandings." At this moment, a voice interjected.

"What, you actually messed in at that time!" Yuan Fan was shocked.

"What a big fuss, what's rare is what's strange, the typical long hair is short-sighted." Song Shangmen said while despising Yuan Fan's hair.

"Hehe..." Yuan Fan said that you are a reborn person, and I, a time traveler who was thrown out, just smiled and said nothing.

"Teacher Song!" Ming Yang was also surprised by the appearance of this voice.

Feng Guo didn't notice it at first, but soon saw a person appearing next to Ming Yang, the aura, the special effect of the appearance really had a bit of immortality.

"You are, you are, what, God King!" Feng Guo thought for a long time before he stumbled and said it.

"Okay, okay, just an ordinary teacher." Song Shangmen waved his hand, "I saw Ming Yang go to buy antipyretics today, although it shouldn't be a serious illness, but I happened to be free, so I came to have a look. How is it, nothing happened Bar?"

Although it was Feng Guo who asked, his head turned to Ming Yang.

"It should be a simple fever, not complicated by other inflammations." Ming Yang nodded.

"That's good, Feng Guo, Mingyang probably caused you trouble during this time, let him take care of you this time, just instruct him hard, don't be polite to me." Song Shangmen said rather domineeringly These words.

But both Ming Yang and Feng Guo had black lines all over their faces.

"Are you really my mentor?" This was Ming Yang's inner complaint.

"Do I dare to order him?" This was Feng Guo's inner helplessness.

"Okay, okay, since there is nothing else, I'll go first. Mingyang, please inform me in time if you have something to do. After all, Feng Guo is inconvenient. I'll just talk to Professor Zhang when the time comes." After finishing speaking, Song Shangmen blinked disappear.

"So you are a supernatural being..." Feng Guo said meaningfully.

"Well, what's the matter?" Ming Yang looked at Feng Guo calmly.

"No, I'm just envious of you..." Feng Guo looked at Ming Yang, and suddenly felt for the first time that Ming Yang was really as beautiful as Song Bo said.

Then he suddenly thought of Song Bo's complaints.

"Little lunatic, you haven't seen what Ming Yang looks like before, have you?" Song Bo once teased Feng Guo

"Who said, how can he not be clear about what he looks like every day, he, he, he..." Feng Guo thought for a long time, and suddenly found that he couldn't remember Ming Yang's appearance.

"What is he, what are you talking about?" Song Bo smiled.

"No, I'm going to take a good look today. Besides, he's definitely not handsome. How can he not remember what he's handsome?" Feng Guo stubbornly refused to let go.

"Little lunatic, remember, when you can see his face, I don't know whether to say you are lucky or unlucky." Song Bo patted Feng Guo, "By the way, I observed carefully, Ming Yang is really prettier than me, if I say I am that kind of suave and unrestrained, then he is that kind of unearthly beauty."

"Hey, Bobo, what do you want me to say about you?" Feng Guo sneered, not knowing where to start.

"You wait..."

"I can see what he looks like, he is a supernatural being, don't tell me?" Feng Guo turned countless times in his mind, and Ming Yang saw everything in his eyes. He didn't say anything, just smiled, as if Ignore it all.

"Okay, just rest at ease. Tomorrow, I guess you can dance as you like." After speaking, Ming Yang turned and left.

Feng Guo watched Ming Yang, who was wearing a Song Bo windbreaker, drifting away like that, it was literally drifting away, Feng Guo's heartbeat was fast, and his body temperature, which had originally receded, rose again, and then repeated in the ups and downs.

Facts have proved that both Ming Yang and Feng Guo think too much. For them, the busy class is enough to make them careless about these miscellaneous things.

It was half a semester without knowing it. In May, the graduates started to defend their dissertations, and the tutors of various subjects withdrew their energy a little, and they got a chance to breathe.

On Friday night, Ming Yang tidied up and said that no one should disturb me the next Saturday, otherwise I would really lose my temper.

"Get rid of it, Xiao Ming, who do you think would dare to provoke you, and you don't even look at who your mentor is?" Feng Guo was speechless.

"I knew you would be like this too. I hope you don't think about me when you want to find Lord God King in the future." Ming Yang sighed, but he still went to bed. He was really sleepy. In less than 5 minutes, Feng Guo went to wash it up, and when he turned around, he heard Ming Yang's shallow snoring.

"Uh..." Feng Guo was also quite surprised, and his footsteps eased a lot.

The next morning, because Ming Yang went to bed early the night before, he got up before six o'clock to go to the toilet.

Although it was not very bright on the cloudy west side, Ming Yang was also in a daze, but when he woke up, Ming Yang looked up and felt that something was wrong.

After some tossing and returning, Ming Yang, who was a little sober, went to bed, and when he turned around, he saw Feng Guo's situation.Feng Guo is not like Ming Yang, who has three quilts: quilt, blanket, and towel. He has no blanket, just a thick quilt in winter and a sheet in summer. At this time of year, the quilt is hot and the sheet is cold, but the room is in the shade, so cover it. The quilt lasts longer.

But at this time, the temperature rises quickly in the morning, so Feng Guo's quilt has already been rolled up to only cover his shoulders and chest. As for his stomach, he doesn't know whether it is cold or not, but it seems that it is not cold.

The problem is that for some reason last night, Feng Guo actually slept naked, completely naked.In his twenties, his energy was still relatively strong, Ming Yang blushed a little, and fell asleep resolutely.

Mingyang's sleep was of high quality, and he slept for a while when he arrived.After eight o'clock, the temperature rose, and he rubbed his eyes, sitting there waiting to wake up like asking God.

At this moment, Feng Guo's alarm clock rang at 08:30, and Feng Guo seemed to be sleeping very fast. When the alarm clock called Ming Yang, he could clearly see that he shivered, sat up in a panic, and then as expected Cover your head.

"Don't move, you woke up too fast and your brain is ischemic. It's because you were young and old that you were so careful and killed your life." Ming Yang yawned and said.

"Hey, you're awake." Feng Guo seemed to be still in dizziness, his head was shaking in circles.

"Stop talking for now, hey..." Seeing this, Ming Yang used the mental power he had just begun to master to help Feng Guo calm down.

"Xiao Ming, I haven't seen you use this ability before." Feng Guo was quite curious.

"I just know how to use it." Ming Yang said casually. In fact, it was only after Song Bo left, under the guidance of Song Shangmen, that he gradually discovered that his ability can be controlled, instead of uncontrollable fluctuations with mood fluctuations. of.

"It's amazing." Feng Guo said that he was not envious, but now he seems to be able to understand Song Bo's behavior.

"That's not as good as you, just sleep like that without concealing it." Ming Yang glanced at him, and Feng Guo, who sat up, instinctively threw the quilt aside, as if forgetting that he was not wearing anything.

"Ah? What's wrong with me...Ah!" Feng Guo jumped an octave, which woke Ming Yang up, and also let Ming Yang see what shyness is, even though it's a very lame shyness of a man. "You, you, I'm ashamed to see people, I've been seen..."

Ming Yang's face was full of black lines: "If you continue to pretend, I will gather all the boys in our class into a group, and then send your photo into it."

"I'll take the test, Xiao Ming, you are so cruel!" Feng Guo immediately looked serious.

"Okay, stop pretending, I see that you are very happy to sleep on your back like this, and on the day we moved here, the seniors who hadn't moved out also slept naked. You should be lucky, the dormitory is full of acquaintances." Ming Yang yawned again and began to get dressed.

"You also said that it was because you went to bed early last night. I was afraid of waking you up, so I stopped getting my underwear, and then you saw them all." Feng Guo was inconvenient to move around with the quilt wrapped .

"You can come down straight away. I've never seen you so conservative, and I didn't see you like this when you were showing off your muscles in front of the wash basin in the bathroom." Ming Yang was speechless.

"Hmph!" Feng Guo seemed to have made up his mind, so he let go of his hands and feet and got out of bed, found his clothes, and put them on slowly.

"I don't want to talk about you anymore." Seeing Feng Guo like this, Ming Yang really didn't even bother to roll his eyes.

Then that night, Ming Yang went to bed first after washing, and when he turned his head, he saw Feng Guo, who had just been scrubbed with hot water, dried himself and then climbed onto the bed.

"Hey, hey, what do you want to do today? Why don't you wear it again? Be careful that you will forget to rely on me tomorrow." Ming Yang lay on the bed, and a noble concubine came to lie on her side. Kind of charming.

"I just locked the door, and there is no one else, so it doesn't matter." Feng Guo turned his head and said after spreading the quilt.

"It's not too big, so show it to someone." Ming Yang said with a smile.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Xiao Ming, you are enough!" Feng Guo yelled speechlessly and buried his face in the pillow.

"Hey, you're such an old man, why are you pretending to be innocent? When Song Bo was around, you used to run trains and catch up with each other very slickly. Why did you change when he left? Could it be that you two have something to complain about?" People's secrets?" Ming Yang knew what Feng Guo had guessed, so he tried it out.

"Hehe, Xiao Ming, are you sure you're asking me?" Feng Guo tilted his head and gave him a look of "I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language".

"It's up to you." Ming Yang lay down flat, stretched his arms and legs, and fell asleep in a comfortable position.

Early the next morning, Feng Guo got up to go to the toilet, Ming Yang was not sleeping soundly, and when he heard the noise, he also got up to go to the toilet after Feng Guo went out.

Then, as expected, I saw Feng Guo who was in the toilet.

Speechlessly patting his head, Ming Yang didn't even bother to say anything.

"Are you going to the bathroom too?" Feng Guo's question was rather awkward.

"Nonsense!" Ming Yang rolled his eyes, not wanting to answer.Then, Ming Yang unexpectedly discovered that he had finished urinating, and Feng Guo hadn't finished yet.

Leaving a sentence of "hehe", Ming Yang left resolutely, and when Ming Yang went back to the room to drink water, Feng Guo came from the wilderness, and then met Ming Yang's eyes, Feng Guo's ears turned red.

"Hey..." Ming Yang shook his head, turned around and went to bed, avoiding looking at Feng Guo.

Feng Guo glanced at Ming Yang and snorted coldly, which made Ming Yang confused.

Originally planning to get his underwear, Feng Guo squinted at Ming Yang, stopped his hands and went straight to the bed, stretched his waist, covered the quilt and lay down.

Ming Yang turned his head to look, and laughed out loud.Feng Guo was also a little embarrassed, covered his head with a quilt and let it go.

Ming Yang looked at Feng Guo's strong thighs, and finally released his gentle mental power. With Ming Yang's intervention, Feng Guo had to clean up honestly before he could fall asleep.

"These two students are really interesting." Yuan Fan who was outside the field laughed.

"In the dormitory, you can see anything interesting." Song Shangmen smiled.

This seems to be just a small episode. It seems that after the first time, Feng Guo doesn't care anymore. Of course, Ming Yang will not be so unscrupulous and carefree, and do his own things.Feng Guoren also became shameless and returned to the state he had when Song Bo was around.

When the graduation defense season in May passed and the exam month in June arrived, Feng Guo and Ming Yang were too busy to stay at home all day, and their communication was much less.

As July approached, all the graduates who were due to leave had almost left, and there were many notices posted by the building management aunt in the corridor.

"Huh? There's a new notification." Ming Yang, who had just finished eating, passed by the bulletin board and found that there was one more notification.Just as Ming Yang stopped to watch, Aunt Jin, the building manager, came out and pointed at Ming Yang's nose and cursed.

"What are you looking at here? Why go up and tidy up the dormitory without haste!"

Ming Yang looked incomprehensible: "Aunt Jin, please speak up if you have something to say, and I didn't apply for dormitory adjustment, why are you giving me such a look?"

Seeing this situation, Aunt Jin recalled the tone of the leader's phone call just now, looked Ming Yang up and down, and seemed to understand, but it is impossible for her to apologize, and it will never be possible for a 60-year-old aunt to apologize .

"You didn't apply, but that Feng Guo in your dormitory did. The adjustment of the dormitory is consolidation. To free up the dormitory, you are better off. You can occupy the dormitory as you like. I told you that the leader just gave me a good education, and I specially I went out and checked that the notice was posted correctly. You people, why are you so selfish..." Aunt Jin activated the Xianglin sister-in-law mode with a loud voice.

"Aunt Jin, listen to me..." Ming Yang was blocked from opening his mouth several times, and in a panic, he directly activated the burst of mental power.

"Shut up, Jin!"

For a moment the whole building trembled three times.

Aunt Jin had a ghostly look on her face, her mouth was open and she didn't know what to say.

"Feng Guo's matter is Feng Guo's. I'm still in the dark. When you get angry, you go to the person who made you angry and settle accounts, and treat irrelevant people as a punching bag. Do you think we are all made of mud? Now I guess You have also guessed the ins and outs of the matter, so what should you do? If you have a wronged person and a debtor, you should turn to whomever you want, and don't make yourself ashamed here." After speaking, Ming Yang turned around and floated away, really floating And go, so that Aunt Jin could not stand still.

"This kid is actually a supernatural person, so it really makes sense. That boy Feng Guo, why didn't he explain this to the leader..."

Ming Yang, who returned to the room, stood at the door, watching Feng Guo find someone to move things to the stairs and the elevator in a hurry, as if there was a ghost chasing after him.

He didn't show up, he just activated his ability and took a moment to enter the room, hid on the bed and watched quietly.

After the things in the room were moved, Feng Guo sent the person away. When he sat down and looked around, he noticed a gaze and turned his head to Ming Yang's bed instantly.

"Xiao Ming, you, I..." Feng Guo said incoherently.

"It doesn't matter. This room is just like what you said, but it's cold and inconvenient. It's good to find a good room during this time. At least the classmates you know well can have something to talk about, especially the people in your research group. "Ming Yang waved his hand, "You can tell me earlier, with me here, you won't be so busy."

Feng Guo's face turned red and white alternately, and finally he just said: "Then I will go down first, you can come down when you are free, our dormitory is very empty and comfortable."

"Well, it will." Ming Yang smiled, while Feng Guo fled in despair.Feng Guo raised his head until the door was closed, but he didn't say what he wanted to say in the end.

"How did this come out?" Yuan Fan was stunned, the rhythm was jumping a bit fast.

"Differences do not conspire with each other..." Song Shangmen was helpless.