It was very boring in the practice room, and Ding Chengxin sweated so much again.
dingchengxinThat, can I turn on the air conditioner?
Ma Jiaqi stretched out his finger and pointed at Ding Chengxin's hair, the corners of his mouth raised lightly.
majiaqiYou'll catch a cold if you turn on the air conditioner like this.
Ding Chengxin fanned his ear with his hand.
dingchengxinBut it's hot.
The brain emptied, and the face turned red with the naked eye.
He he he he... what did he say?!
Ding Chengxin wrote "what do you mean" all over his face, and his eyes were full of surprise.
Ma Jiaqi's eyes smiled and looked down slightly.
majiaqiWhat are you thinking.
majiaqiWell, I mean, if it's hot, just take it off, but... you don't seem to have any extra clothes left.
Ding Chengxin opened his mouth and nodded dryly.
He was wearing a single sweater and really couldn't take it off.
If he remembered correctly, Aidou should pay attention to body management. It was early in the morning and she was going to eat, right?
But he didn't want to reject Ma Jiaqi.
What to do is torn.
Is this a test? A test sent by the company.
majiaqiGo if you want to eat.
Ma Jiaqi turned around, with the same bucket hat, glasses, and black mask.
He may be bucket hat semi-permanent, Ding Chengxin thought.
dingchengxinTeacher Ma, is it really okay for me to go out with you during training?
majiaqiThere's nothing wrong with that.
dingchengxinThis is really not an assessment of me, right?
Ding Chengxin nodded. Most of the sweat on his forehead had disappeared.
majiaqiDon't worry, it's not an assessment, I just want to find you for dinner.
Ma Jiaqi put his index finger up to his lips.
This man is playing tricks again.
...
For a week in a row, Ding Chengxin went out with Ma Jiaqi every morning for supper, barbecue, hot pot, chicken chops...
Xiao Ding, you...
(Shen Han): The food in our cafeteria should not be so good recently.
dingchengxinAh, yes, it's okay.
No, is he mellow?
It's all his fault that Ma Jiaqi goes out to eat every day, and it's still early in the morning, which is the time to gain weight.
The most irritating thing is that Ma Jiaqi doesn't eat fat!
Ding Chengxin asked weakly.
dingchengxinAm I getting fat?
(Shen Han): Hahahaha, how is that possible, I feel that your complexion is ruddy, and I feel that you seem to be eating very well recently.
Lu Jingxing leaned over.
(Lu Jingxing): Indeed, there has been a lot of improvement.
Ding Chengxin was speechless.
dingchengxinBig brothers, how did you see that I was wearing a mask, eh?
(Lu Jingxing): Ah, that is, I don't know, a man's intuition.
Unreliable, unreliable, regardless of intuition, how can you see the ruddy complexion, do you have clairvoyance? See through the mask?
(Shen Han): I have a lot of energy. I felt listless before, which gave me the illusion of being here to mess around. Now... my state is very good.
dingchengxinBrother Han, what do you think of Mr. Ma?
(Shen Han): Why do you suddenly ask this?
dingchengxinBecause I heard that he was also an idol before he turned into an actor.
(Shen Han): Well, Mr. Ma is notoriously good at singing. Oh yes, you are very good at dancing, right?
Ding Chengxin was stunned.
dingchengxinThat's right.
(Shen Han): Have a chance to compare?
I don't know why the topic suddenly changed, and Ding Chengxin didn't have the nerve to ask again.
After they finished training tonight, Ding Chengxin didn't go to the practice room to practice, and went directly back to the dormitory.
He is so tired today that he wants to sleep very, very much.
He fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the bed.
Woke up again at half past twelve.
Ding Chengxin rubbed his eyebrows, got out of bed gently, and came to the practice room in his pajamas.
Sure enough, the lights in the practice room were on.
Before he finished speaking, Ma Jiaqi came directly over and covered his face with a bucket hat, and the warm touch came over his face.
His eyes were covered by a bucket hat and he couldn't see anything. If he lost his sight, his other senses would be very sensitive.
What is Ma Jiaqi doing?
He tried to struggle, but his wrist was firmly gripped by Ma Jiaqi.
dingchengxinWhat's wrong with you?
dingchengxinAre you feeling sick?
He felt warm breathing around his neck.
Is Ma Jiaqi leaning on his shoulder?
majiaqiYou scared me to death.
majiaqiWhy didn't you tell me if you didn't come today?
Ding Chengxin came back to his senses, opened his eyes, and his eyes were pitch black.
dingchengxinI'm sorry. I was too tired and then... forgot.
dingchengxinI can't find you either, every time you look for me, and you find it so accurately.
dingchengxinExactly. I thought you had a locator on me.
Ma Jiaqi chuckled.
majiaqiWhy do you think it's not certain?
Ding Chengxin coughed, a little hard to say.
dingchengxinI took a shower that day, ahem, and checked it out.
majiaqiHow did you check it?
His voice became more and more hoarse, so hoarse that Ding Chengxin was afraid.
dingchengxinWhen I washed my hair, I looked for it carefully, and then there was no place on my body to put it on. Well, I just looked for it.
Ding Chengxin felt that he was hugged by someone around his waist and pressed forward hard.
majiaqiDo you know where you can hide bugs or trackers on your body?
Ding Chengxin swallowed his saliva and held his fingers tightly.
dingchengxinNo, I don't know.
majiaqiA place where a man can hide things and not be discovered by others... you say, where else?
Where? where!
Depend on!
Ding Chengxin wanted to push Ma Jiaqi away, but he was suddenly unsure whether the person holding him now was the Ma Jiaqi he knew.
dingchengxinYou let me go!
dingchengxinTake your hat off.
Ma Jiaqi leaned on Ding Chengxin's shoulder, hesitated, and finally took off his hat.
The moment he took it away, Ma Jiaqi turned his head and looked at Ding Chengxin.
Ding Chengxin took a deep breath and pondered for a moment.
dingchengxinWhy don't you speak?
The moonlight slid in from the window, and Ma Jiaqi looked at Ding Chengxin with burning eyes.
majiaqiReally not afraid?
Ma Jiaqi directly took Ding Chengxin's hand and dragged him outside the practice room.
Ma Jiaqi's wrist hurt from being pulled by Ma Jiaqi, and he frowned tightly.
dingchengxinMa Jiaqi, Ma Jiaqi!
dingchengxinNo, no, I want to go back to the dormitory, otherwise...
Ding Chengxin was stunned, his pupils instantly dilated, and his whole body turned red from cold to "miso".
dingchengxinUh... uh, Jiaqi...
What... what's going on!
