Young man, your abs have dropped

Near noon, the sun hanging in the sky was quite vicious, and there was a lot of shouting and shouting on a certain school field outside the capital. Lin Zhen led a group of soldiers to fight in full swing, with swords, guns and sticks, coming and going, sweating profusely, it was very lively.

A pergola was set up on the stands next to the school grounds, and Xie Lanzhi sat comfortably under the pergola, with an easel set up in front of him, various painting tools in hand, and two servants holding folding fans behind him to blow the wind for him.

Xie Lanzhi shook his head while drawing and sighed: "Corruption, too corrupt."

The boy was puzzled: "Huh?"

"Growing up under the red banner of socialism, his roots are just young, and he once became a little prince in a feudal society, but he has fallen so far. Sigh... stop fanning, stop fanning soon..."

Xie Lanzhi muttered to himself, the servant was confused and confused, he only understood the sentence "Don't fan", he hurriedly stopped his movements and put away the folding fan.

Xie Lanzhi raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the heated competition scene in the school field, and carefully studied the expressions and postures of everyone in the field.

Sensing his gaze, the soldiers headed by Lin Zhen worked harder.

"The little prince is watching, fight hard, and if you perform well, you might be able to get promoted and make a fortune!"

"I don't expect to get promoted and get rich. I just look forward to being included in the paintings of the young prince. The paintings of the young prince will definitely be passed down through the ages. When I die in the future, at least there will be a portrait left in the world."

"That's right! The little prince is watching, let's show off our most heroic side!"

"The little prince seems to be looking at me. Do you think he will make me look particularly handsome? I want to collect some money and buy the painting for my mother to see."

These men in the military camp have no concept of romantic talents, they only recognize Xie Lanzhi's royal status, regardless of whether he has real power or not, he is always a noble prince, and now the prince's most beloved youngest son wants to paint them all in the painting , this kind of treatment...how can He De!

The soldiers were all overjoyed, their sticks in their hands were fierce, and they stomped down with their feet, and the dust was flying all over the sky. They all moved towards the stands in unison, wishing to get closer to Xie Lanzhi.

Lin Zhen almost vomited blood from the sidelines, he could still win the limelight if he was robbed by one person, but what's the matter if he was robbed of the limelight by a large group of people?

Xie Lanzhi was completely unaware of the thoughts of the people below, so he turned his head to the side and looked into the distance while drawing: "Why hasn't San'er come yet?"

The young servant could hear his ear calluses today when he asked this question, and hurriedly said: "Young Master Yun has gone to see a doctor. I heard that he is very ill, so I can't refuse."

Xie Lanzhi looked weary: "I know..."

When Tan Yan was not around, he felt uncomfortable all over. He always felt that something was missing somewhere, and he couldn't sit still.

At noon, the scorching sun moved to the front, and the men's tanned faces were covered with beads of sweat, and their short shirts were also wet with sweat and stuck tightly to their bodies.

Xie Lanzhi turned his attention to the figures of these people, and exclaimed with envy: "Wow! These muscles are amazing!"

The servant also sighed: "Stronger than the guards in our palace!"

Xie Lanzhi's eyes were hot: "If I can go back, I must keep fit."

The little servant was inexplicable: "Why can't you go back? The prince is in a good mood recently, and he doesn't beat or scold."

Xie Lanzhi paused, raised his head and looked at the sky sadly: "...you don't understand."

Boy: "???"

When it was time to rest, Daying carried the big pot of food and placed it under the awning. Lin Zhen ordered the rest to start the meal. The soldiers yelled a few times in excitement, put down their weapons and rushed towards the stands. They wanted to fight with each other as usual Snatching, gobbling, seeing Xie Lanzhi sitting next to him in a dignified manner at the moment, busy and neatly lined up in a long line, those who got the meal were too embarrassed to eat Hesai, and stood aside with a bowl in a polite manner Eat slowly.

The soldiers in the front line were pulling their clothes under the awning to wipe off their sweat. At least they felt better. The soldiers in the back line didn’t feel so good. The sweat dripped from their foreheads when the sun was shining. Some people thought their clothes were sticky. Feeling uncomfortable, he simply took off his shirt and lined up shirtless.

Xie Lanzhi looked over there, and all he could see were the big dark and shiny muscles, and he was fascinated for a while: Wow!It's so enviable!If only I could have muscles like that...

He was a weak chicken since he was a child, and he was still a weak chicken when he crossed over, but Yun Si, who was also a weak chicken, became a teacher as soon as he passed through, and now he has practiced martial arts. He is a weak chicken who can only be greedy. .

Xie Lanzhi put down his paintbrush, watched the soldiers in line pass by one by one with bright eyes, fixed his gaze on his strong chest and strong arms, and sighed from time to time: "Wow... huh... "

Although the soldiers were a little slow in some aspects, they still blushed inexplicably when they were stared at by such a delicate and weak nobleman who could be called a "beauty".

Xie Lanzhi didn't notice anything, and watched with gusto.

"Does it look good?" A familiar voice suddenly came from beside my ear.

Xie Lanzhi turned his head, with a look of surprise: "San'er, you are back!"

Tan Yan saw him staring at his naked body from a long distance, and his heart was so sore that he was standing in front of him now, wishing to reach out his hand to cover his eyes, but his hand moved in his sleeve, After all, he still didn't lift it up, he looked at Xie Lanzhi with faint eyes: "You like this?"

Xie Lanzhi nodded repeatedly: "I like it! I like it so much!"

Tan Yan vomited old blood in his chest.

Xie Lan Zhiguang couldn't get enough of his eyes, and commented incessantly: "San'er, look at the sixth one over there, he feels so safe! I didn't expect that each of these soldiers was better than the other. The David plaster ratio doesn't seem to be much worse."

Tan Yan panicked in her heart: "...Oh."

Xie Lanzhi looked fascinated: "A beautiful body!"

Tan Yan's heart was broken to pieces, and he suppressed his sourness and said, "Are you finished painting? Let's go back after painting."

Xie Lanzhi reluctantly turned his eyes back, turned to the canvas and looked around: "Well, it's almost done, go back and process it."

Tan Yan didn't want to stay any longer, so she immediately walked over to help him pack his painting tools.

On the carriage back, Tan Yan hesitated to speak several times.

"Which one should we go to eat today?" Xie Lanzhi opened the curtain to look at the restaurant outside, and when he saw that Tan Yan didn't respond, he turned his head back to look at it. After seeing him, he finally noticed something strange about him, and hurriedly lowered the curtain and asked ,"What's the matter?"

Tan Yan's face was tangled, and he hesitated: "You...don't look at others like that in the future..."

"Ah? What do you think?"

"On the school grounds, those soldiers were all naked..."

Xie Lanzhi looked blank: "Ah... naked... what's wrong with it? Why can't I see it, it's all old men..."

"Masters should also avoid suspicion..." Tan Yan blushed, and said with difficulty, "Since the emperor established a male queen, the custom of marrying male wives has become popular among the people. Nowadays, good-looking men walk in the On the street, not only girls but also men can watch, you... you can just look at them normally, but when they are naked, you should, better not look at them, so as not to provoke criticism and ruin your reputation."

When Xie Lanzhi heard this meaning, he suddenly realized, and then he waved his hands indifferently: "Hey, what's the matter, Xie Lanzhi's reputation is not bad, and it's not bad."

Tan Yan became anxious when he heard this, and said in a low voice, "He is him, you are you, and you are not the real Xie Lanzhi."

Xie Lanzhi paused, and the expression on his face gradually became depressed: "You know, but others don't know, what difference does it make if I am the real Xie Lanzhi?"

Tan Yan choked: "..."

"Besides..." Xie Lanzhi suddenly had a sore nose, and quickly took a deep breath to hold back the surging tears, "If I can't go back, I can only be Xie Lanzhi, and I will always be Xie Lanzhi. I don’t even have a home, so what’s the point of losing my reputation?”

Seeing that he was sad, Tan Yan couldn't help but regret what he said just now.

Xie Lanzhi was aroused by nostalgia, a pair of flushed peach blossom eyes seemed to have opened the valve, tears came as soon as he said it, he touched the easel next to him while crying, choked up and said: "I don't know if these painting tubes don't work, Although my dad owns a gallery, he is essentially a businessman and has little knowledge of art. I doubt whether he can understand my paintings and recognize my style, and they all avoid me, so I will go back and do it. They may not necessarily come to the exhibition.”

Tan Yan stretched out his hand to wipe the tears on his chin, his fingertips seemed to be scalded, making his heart tremble uncontrollably, he stretched out his other hand to touch Xie Lanzhi's back, hesitated for a moment, and put The man took it into his arms and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't worry, I will find a way."

Xie Lanzhi pulled up the front of his shirt and wiped it on his face, expressing his trust in him with a strong nasal voice: "Yes."

Tan Yan touched the top of his hair with his chin indiscriminately, and patted his back lightly.

Xie Lanzhi finished wiping the left cheek and the right cheek, sniffing and disgusting while wiping: "Your satin doesn't absorb water, it's better to use cotton cloth."

Tan Yan: "..."

Xie Lanzhi was comforted by him, and his emotions gradually calmed down. As soon as his spirit recovered, he began to babble again: "I think that as a literary youth, I have a delicate and sensitive mind. When I miss home in the future, I will inevitably feel sad. It is still necessary to prepare a few pure cotton handkerchiefs, and let them go to the embroidery workshop to order them when we get back."

Tan Yan: "..."

After wiping his face, Xie Lanzhi smoothed the skirt of his clothes, and touched his chest with his hands: "San'er, are you my good buddy?"

Tan Yan's eyes dimmed, and he suppressed the bitterness in his heart: "Yes."

Xie Lanzhi was unaware of his dejection: "I used to have itchy hands in the school grounds. I don't know those soldiers well, so I don't feel embarrassed to do it. You have such a good friendship with me, so it doesn't matter if you let me touch it?"

Tan Yan's mind froze: "...Huh?"

"I haven't touched the muscles yet." Xie Lanzhi began to pull Tan Yan's shirt as he spoke, poking inside with one hand unceremoniously.

Tan Yan: "!!!"

Xie Lanzhi said, "Hey? Why are you covering so tightly?"

"No, no, no... no..." Tan Yan was so startled that he couldn't speak, "No... nothing... nice..."

"It's all right, just touch it." Xie Lanzhi didn't realize that he sounded like a hooligan.

Seeing him rushing towards him like a wolf, Tan Yan couldn't bear to push him hard, so he dodged around in the carriage, but there was only so much space in the carriage, and he couldn't dodge. Hidden away, his throat began to dry uncontrollably, and an evil fire from nowhere began to scurry in his body.

Seeing that he suddenly stopped moving, Xie Lanzhi immediately rushed towards him with bright eyes. Before he could stretch out his claws, he was hugged. Immediately after his eyes blurred, he was neatly thrown over by Tan Yan with his arms around his waist. Under the body.

Xie Lanzhi was thrown to the ground, blinked and said in confusion: "Are you shy? It's okay, which one of us is with whom... um..."

Tan Yan blocked his mouth forcefully.

Xie Lanzhi: "???"

Tan Yan closed her eyes with despair on her face: it's over, it's over...

After a while, the lips of the two slowly parted, Tan Yan sat back and leaned against the wall of the carriage dejectedly, and said in a decisive tone facing the trial: "I..."

"Wow!" Xie Lanzhi got up excitedly and approached him, "It's even! Can you touch me now?"

Tan Yan: "???"

Xie Lanzhi reached out to pull his shirt again.

Tan Yan pressed his hand: "..."

Xie Lanzhi was very straightforward: "How about two kisses, at most three kisses!"

"..." Tan Yan resisted the urge to vomit blood, and said weakly, "Don't touch... mine are not as big as theirs, you will be disappointed if you touch them."

Xie Lanzhi was shocked: "How come?!"

Tan Yan didn't know how to explain the difference between his teacher's kung fu and those simple and crude boxing kung fu, he opened and closed his mouth.

... There is nothing to love in life.