My past life was a fan of all men

Mo Lang went back to the bungalow to take a shower that night and then fell asleep on the beam.In the early morning of the next day, he rode his bicycle to the top of Qingshan Mountain as usual. In late autumn, the maple leaves of Qingshan Mountain were drunk and stained with blood, and the winding mountain roads were dotted with red, yellow and white small wild chrysanthemums.

This morning, the green hills were shrouded in mist, and the clouds floated so low that you could touch them with your hand. Mo Lang ran up the hilltop along the narrow path with nine twists and eighteen bends, stepping forward step by step to clear away the mist in front of him. On the top, he stretched out his arms and turned into his own golden flying dragon, flying around the clouds for a few times, soaring through the clouds and fog, so brisk and cool!

Then, with a wave of his sleeves, he transformed into a human form and flew into the cave.What surprised Mo Lang was that Xiao Guangrong didn't jump up and down on his body like usual, wanting to be hugged by him. Instead, he lowered his eyes and lay listlessly on his stomach on the yellow grass bed.Mo Lang called out to the little fox, "Little Guangrong." But the little fox still ignored Mo Lang.

Mo Lang went to the fairy fruit tree and picked a kiwi fruit. It was a pleasure to take a bite. He was full and took a bath in the hot spring, but Xiao Guangrong was still lifeless and unhappy.He strode over to the little fox and squatted down, reached out and rolled the little fox's eyelids, "I don't know if he is sick."

He picked up the little fox's front paw and wanted to feel the little fox's pulse, but he couldn't find where the little fox's pulse was. Mo Lang studied medicine, but he didn't study veterinary medicine!

He turned his lower lip and flattened his mouth and said, "Is Xiao Guangrong sick?" He frowned tightly, then stretched out his hands to pick up Xiao Guangrong, and flew out of the hole.

Riding a bicycle to a veterinary clinic.At that time, the clinic hadn't opened yet, and Mo Lang knocked on the door for a long time but no one came out to open the door, so he sat on the stone steps in front of the gate of the clinic with Xiao Guangrong in his arms.He stretched out his hand to grab the little fox's front paws, and pouted slightly, "Little Guangrong, why are you in such a bad mood after not seeing you for a day?" Buried deeply in Mo Lang's arms.

From 6 o'clock in the morning until the morning sun rose, most of his red face was exposed, and passers-by on the street stared at Mo Lang, murmuring: "Is this a dog or a fox? Why does it look like a fox! "

Mo Lang ignored them, and neither did the little fox. The two of them sat quietly on the steps and waited. It was about 8:[-], and the door of the clinic opened slowly. Mo Lang hurriedly picked up the little fox and went to the clinic. walk in.

There was a young female veterinarian about 20 years old in the clinic. When he saw Mo Lang hugging a fox, he was stunned for a while, and then she followed the steps to see the little fox.

Mo Lang stood aside and watched the female veterinarian gently take the temperature of the little fox with a thermometer, and put the receiver on the little fox's chest. Xiao Guangrong was shocked by the cold of the stainless steel receiver and was covered in snow white. The female veterinarian smiled, and reached out to stroke the face behind Xiao Guangrong. He said to Mo Lang like a spring breeze: "Your fox..." The female veterinarian hesitated for a while.

Mo Lang scratched his short hair, frowned and said, "What's wrong? Could it be a heart attack?"

Seeing that the female veterinarian was still silent, he went on to say, "It can't be cancer, right?!"

The female veterinarian coughed softly, wiped her nose with a tissue and said, "The little fox is fine."

"Doctor, this is impossible. Usually it is very energetic, but today it looks sick. It must be sick, or you should check it again!" Mo Lang walked to the little fox and reached out to stroke it. Looking at the face of a little fox.The little fox raised his head, and licked Mo Lang's wrist with the tip of his tongue.

The female veterinarian grinned as warmly as the sunshine, "You must have a good relationship!" She continued, "It's really not sick, it's just... you need to find a partner for it."

It was only then that Mo Lang realized that Xiao Guangrong was an adult and ready to breed. No wonder he was sometimes excited and sometimes depressed.He twitched the corners of his mouth to the female veterinarian, shook his head and said, "Yes, my little Guangrong is already an adult."

"It's called Glory? It's so cute! Its hair is the most white and translucent I've seen among so many animals." The female veterinarian smiled and frowned.

Mo Lang hugged the little fox and rode his bicycle back to the bungalow, "Glory, you can rest here first! I'm going to school, I already missed class yesterday, I can't skip class anymore..." Then Mo Lang went from He took out a few "infinity" chicken legs from the locker, opened the package and put them on a plate, "Eat it yourself when you're hungry!" He reached out to touch the face of Xiao Guangrong's back, "Oh, my little Guangrong I'm going to marry a wife!"

Back at school, another piece of explosive news broke out from the class teacher. Mo Lang was selected as the flag-raiser, and Mo Lang will officially take over from next Monday. As soon as school is over, Mo Lang is forced to go to the physical education teacher Going there to report, and with the change of shifts of new and old flag bearers, Mo Lang spent several days learning the steps of walking and raising the national flag.

During this period, Mo Lang also wanted to find a lifelong partner for Xiao Guangrong, but he found a lot of pet shops, let alone foxes, and even the fox Mao Mo Lang could only find a few from the female veterinarian, which belonged to Xiao Guangrong my own.

Mo Lang spent three days after school at noon learning how to be a competent flag bearer, and at night he went home to listen to "March of the Volunteers", which he had never heard before. like.

When the national flag was raised on Monday, Mo Lang was wearing a white flag-bearer costume. He held one leg of the national flag and walked to the flag pole with the other three people following the rhythm and following their respective steps.Wearing a white military uniform with the flag bearer, Mo Lang has a tall and straight figure like a pine and cypress, a crown like a jade face, and bright eyebrows. Against the background of the white military uniform, his eyebrows are a little more heroic. Under the rising sun, he looks even more handsome. He is heroic, personable, and Lang Yan is unique.

Mo Lang was the one in charge of singing. When he put his fist with one hand between his left shoulder and his left ear, he pulled his throat and sang loudly and loudly, "Get up, those who don't want to be slaves..." He has a sense of responsibility like watching the prosperity and decline of the country, the whole surrounding is pitch black, only a beam of light shines from the top of his head, which is extraordinarily dazzling.

"Bad! The national teachers haven't got a deep understanding of this country yet, but they have to think about the honor and disgrace of their own country when they sing like the physical education teacher said, and they have to win glory for the country." The one who sang the national anthem In an instant, what floated in Mo Lang's mind was the ups and downs of the "jun" dynasty.

The men and women standing under the national flag stared at Mo Lang intently. He was handsome, and even his singing voice was better than that of an oriole. The wild horses galloping on the boundless prairie, in tenderness, like the gurgling stream meandering through the mountains.

At this time, Mo Lang was no longer just an ordinary classmate in Chen Xiaodie's eyes, he was more like a soldier he admired to defend his country, his favorability was soaring, Chen Xiaodie looked at Mo Lang standing under the national flag The figure, her beautiful eyes full of tears are full of peach hearts, and her heart is like thousands of deer bumping back and forth blindfolded, bouncing and bouncing, and her heart is shaking. It was about to jump into my throat.

After the national flag was hoisted, Mo Lang returned to the small room of the flag-raiser. After changing his school uniform, he picked up a cup and drank water when the physical education teacher came in. Mo Lang said with a smile on his shoulder: "Look, Mo Lang, I knew you would be able to sing very well. I saw that your eyes were blurred with tears just now!"

Mo Lang almost couldn't help laughing. The moment he sang the national anthem, there were indeed tears in his eyes. In ancient times, if you were not patriotic, you would be punished by the nine clans.And I'm already patriotic, I'm glorious!

After returning to the classroom for a few cultural lessons, the head teacher came over again and said that there would be a big cleaning after school on Monday and let everyone prepare.Sitting in the last row of the classroom, Mo Lang lowered his head and bulged his cheeks, "I still want to find a wife for my little Guangrong, but it seems that I don't have time..."

After school, the students in the class were very busy. Under the arrangement of the class monitor Su Mushen, some students carried empty buckets to fetch water, and some took photos from the corner of the classroom and put them in the corner of the wall when they were cleaning. The labor committee member was the most diligent. When Su Mushen explained what other students were going to do, he had already started cleaning from the study area with a broom.

Mo Lang looked more powerful and was assigned to carry water. He carried two buckets of water in his own hands, and he was still comfortable walking in the corridor. The class next door was also doing a big cleaning. Two buckets, stepping on white cloth shoes strode across the water trail.

As soon as he put down the bucket after returning to the class, he saw a girl standing on the table cleaning the glass window. Seeing her staggering on the table and about to fall off, Mo Lang took three steps, only faintly seeing a girl in white clothes. The figure flashed, and he appeared under the female classmate.

When the female student slipped and fell off, he reached out and hugged the female student like a black knight, and the female student was embraced by Mo Lang. She closed her eyes in fear, then opened her eyelids slightly, and saw A man radiating light all over his body was looking at her with a pair of captivating eyes. In an instant, the white lotus-like face of the female classmate suddenly flushed red.