Young Military Rarities

Xing Feng was still busy until 10 o'clock in the evening to return, because tomorrow will begin to train little fat morning. Everyone will return to the room early to rest. When Xing Feng returned home, only Yun Che was lying alone on the sofa in the living room and waiting. With him, the exhaustion of the day seemed to disappear for a moment, Xing Feng walked over and took away the cigarette he held in his mouth, leaned over his lips and pecked.

"Don't wait for me later, go back to bed early to sleep."

The hand with a little thin cocoon rubbed his cheek lightly, Xing Feng said with a dull voice. Rarely everyone has been resting recently, but he has been busy with the academy affairs and has no time to accompany him.

"I can't sleep early."

Holding up and sitting up, Yun Che took the cigarette back and took a sip. "How's things going on at the Academy?"

Recently, they are most concerned about two things: winning the Academy and the upcoming election. There are him and Gu Mingxuan on the election side, and there is only Feng Feng on the Academy side. His hard work is conceivable.

"Wei Kan and Wang Wei still didn't relax. They seemed to want to wait for the election results to come out. If Wen Yang really became the chairman of the Psionics Association, they would probably not let go."

Rubbing the bridge of the nose slightly tired, when Xing Feng's hand was removed, a bottle of water was delivered to him, and he turned to look at him. Xing Feng took the water with a smile, Yun Che extinguished the cigarette butt, and took it out of the space. The meals left for him were placed on the coffee table one by one. "Now, try this pheasant soup. Aunt Chen kept it for an entire afternoon."

Yun Che held up a steaming cup of chicken soup and handed it to him. Xing Feng did not reach out to pick up "feed me."

"amount……"

How could there be a sense of sight between Jiang Shang and Ye Xingchen?

Seeing that he wasn't kidding, Yun Che had a black thread hanging on his forehead, picked up chopsticks, and wrapped a piece of rotten chicken leg in a saucer before sending it to his lips.

"No wonder the stars are always waiting for Jiang Shang to feed. It turns out that what your lover feeds is better."

Swallowing the spicy, spicy and fresh chicken, Xing Feng heartily sighed, feeling that he had missed too many beautiful things, Yun Che rolled his eyes, and sipped a spoonful of soup into his mouth. Shang Xingxing, come to us and feed you, Xing Dada, do you hurt your lover like this? "

Although no matter who feeds him, he doesn't have much interest.

"If you want, wait until I'm done and feed you three meals a day and supper."

He is very happy. It is estimated that by then the brothers should talk about him again, and Zhou Zeyu will shout to treat single dogs kindly.

Thinking of this, Xing Feng couldn't help laughing, feeling that he hadn't eaten with everyone for a long time.

"Excuse me, my goosebumps are all up."

He couldn't stand the imagination of that picture alone, and only Ye Xingchen and Jiang Shang who came out of the girl's scene would have fun.

"Ha ha……"

Honestly, he can't stand it, but if his family Xiao Che asks, he can't take it anymore.

After a meal, the two quarreled and chatted. They ate for almost an hour, and when they returned to the room, they were almost twelve. No matter how tired, the banned Xing Feng did as usual to press Yun Che twice. Once in the bathroom, Yun Che couldn't stand still, and once in bed, he didn't want to move a finger after finishing, and the cleaning work was also done by Xun Feng. The front is spirited.

"Uncle is very much in favor of running the school. A resolution has been passed. It should be announced tomorrow morning. The location will probably be in zone d or e."

After finishing everything, Xing Feng pulled Yun Che to lie on his chest, his fingers stroking his head that had grown a little hair, and he felt a bit prickly, and he felt comfortable without his bald head.

"Well, d area should be more convenient? I heard that the ef area is already overcrowded, and the outside area is really divided up for living? All the land is no more than a waste of land."

Raising his hand to look at him, Yun Che was idle and boring. He touched his chest with his fingers, and fiddled with the little dot on the top. Xing Feng grabbed his hand.

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