Daily Life of the Wealthy

Chapter 55

"Here!"

On the dojo, Feng Weiming turned and kicked Mu Yixi to the ground. Because he was not wearing protective clothing, Mu Yixi's fall was very strong, and his face wrinkled with pain.

Feng Weiming saluted him, then stretched out his hand.

Mu Yixi held his hand and was pulled up, twisting his neck and shoulders: "No mercy, mingming ..." Can't help but wonder again, does Feng Weiming really like him?

Will people who like him take the opportunity to beat him completely without holding back? Qaq seemed to perceive Mu Yixi's subtext, and Feng Weiming smiled at him slightly, warm and delicate like melting ice and snow. He pulled Mu Yixi's arm and leaned into his ear and said, "Of course I like you..." While Mu Yixi was flashing, a small kick brought him down again.

Mu Yixi lay down on the ground, looking up at Feng Weiming with a speechless expression.

Feng Weiming said with a solemn face: "Too careless. If the teacher knows about it, He would be ashamed to tell others that you are a black belt third- tier senior, right?" Mu Yixi thought silently: You just can't see me being promoted to the third-tier first...

As a high school student, Feng Weiming has a strong desire to be competitive in his studies. The progress of taekwondo learning is not as good as Mu Yixi's. He also noticed Mu Yixi's deliberate release of water in all aspects, and Feng Weiming was stunned early in his heart.

Because of his confession, Mu Yixi played a bit abnormally. Feng Weiming felt that one yard went to one yard. Such an aberration did not respect his opponent, so he didn't have any strength in his shots—Feng Weiming never had the consciousness of remaining strength. The lion fights the rabbit and tries its best, not to mention that there are only opponents in the dojo, either winning or losing?

Why do you want to let the other person follow everything because you like someone?

Feng Weiming didn't agree with this kind of compromising love.

Mu Yixi stood up, without arguing with Feng Weiming, shook his head and walked out of the dojo to the dressing room. Fortunately, the dojo was not open today. They skipped class because Mu Yixi needed to adjust his emotions under the successive "strikes". If other familiar students see the gentle and graceful brother they admire showing this dumbfounded head, they will probably be disillusioned.

Feng Weiming slowly followed him. When he arrived in the dressing room, Mu Yixi had already turned over his towel and clothes.

Feng Weiming's mood improved immediately. He put his hands around his chest, and suddenly the corners of his lower lips were slightly hooked : "Would you like to take a shower together?" Mu Yixi was about to take things into the locker room to take a shower and change clothes. He heard the words and looked at Feng Weiming. Feng Weiming wore a white robes with a black belt around his waist. Because of the violent exercise just now, his robes were a little bit untidy, revealing a small patch of white skin, with expressionless and unrestricted skin. With sweat and blushing face, there is a kind of forbidden beauty of desire.

Mu Yixi violently threw what was in his hand, narrowing his eyes and approaching Feng Weiming.

Feng Weiming raised his chin slightly, looking at him without a smile.

"Have you played enough? I'm fifteen, not five!" Mu Yixi said viciously. He knows that Feng Weiming is so beautiful that he is irresistible, but he hasn't figured it out yet. Is it necessary to use this advantage to "bully" him so quickly? Is he so sure that he dare not move him? There are so many things that a fifteen-year-old boy can do!

.....For example, watching pornography together...

It's not a good idea to grow up together. Feng Weiming saw through Mu Yixi's fierceness, Mu Yixi really did not dare to move his finger. But Feng Weiming's words were not all joking, he really didn't mind doing something.

Feng Weiming grew up in China, but his thinking is more westernized. Since he fell in love with him somehow, he didn't twitch, he wanted Mu Yixi to give him a happy answer. No one can be sure about the future, and there is no need to consider it for life. It is normal to fall in love before marriage, and it is normal to have some close contacts. Fortunately, if you don't have someone you like, Feng Weiming won't be embarrassed when he is eighteen years old male.

After so many years, Mu Yixi is one of the very few people he rarely rejects being close—although he was helpless at first, he got used to it later. =＿=

Thinking about this, Feng Weiming's eyes became more provocative: "Don't let me look down on you, Mu Yixi."

".....Don't you like Xiaoqi?" Mu Yixi was puzzled. If Feng Weiming likes men, he thinks Mu Yiqi should be the first one. Regardless of the previous life or this life, how much he had done for Mu Yiqi would go against his nature. In the previous life, he was an enemy, and in this life Mu Yiqi had been taken a closer look. Mu Yixi still couldn't believe that Feng Weiming would like him.

Feng Weiming said, "Are you rejecting me?" If you don't want to, you can just say directly. What is Mu Yiqi liking? Mu Yiqi is his own younger brother, how could he like him?

Looking at Feng Weiming's face, Mu Yixi couldn't say a word "yes".

It is not an ordinary temptation to pick the Gaoling grass from the Ya'an High School with a nod. At the thought of having the opportunity to press Feng Weiming down to make the stuffed sauce, Mu Yixi couldn't help but breathe shortly.

Seeing Mu Yixi's eyes lit up, Feng Weiming suddenly developed a sense of crisis.

"Take a shower, and then go back." Feng Weiming said. As soon as his words fell, Mu Yixi held his waist and pressed it on the locker to kiss...