Who wants to learn sewing skills while dating?

Mo Heng had no intention of listening to this "unbearable" broadcast, and his whole heart was on his brother.

He knew that his brother only looked thin, but was actually very strong and in good health, and he could be carried around when he was very young.

Running is naturally no problem, but Mo Heng is still worried.

Look at my brother's slender calves. The corners of his eyes turn red when he runs, and his skin becomes pinker when sweat flows over it. Who wouldn't feel distressed when seeing this?

Moreover, his brother's hands were very delicate and could not be touched at all. Whenever his brother touched his head, Mo Heng would feel that his head was more precious.

Don’t think about it anymore. My brother is about to cross the finish line, and I must let him see me first!

Mo Heng, lost in thought, stood outside the finish line, looking at the beautiful young man running towards him with his arms open.

"Ha...ha..." Mo Heng listened to his brother's panting beside his ear, and the noisy cheers around him did not enter his ears at all.

Perhaps because he had just exercised, his brother's body odor was extremely strong and kept coming into his nose, making his cheeks red.

The classmates around them looked at the two handsome boys hugging each other, and the tall boy looked at the person in his arms with a gentle expression.

The beautiful boy in his arms looked up at the person in front of him and smiled brightly.

The sun was shining brightly at that time, warming the memories.

Press the camera button with your finger and the picture will freeze.

In the 1000-meter race, each athlete only needs to run once. The results of the race will be ranked directly according to the time after all groups have finished running.

So Chu Jun becoming the first in this group does not mean that he will win the first prize. He still has to wait for the results of the next contestants to come out. Before that, he can change his clothes and rest for a while.

In the next few groups' matches, the atmosphere on the field was obviously colder, and people's eyes were following Chu Jun who was heading to the locker room.

"Brother, let me help you take off your clothes. You've just been sweating, and it's hard to take off your clothes."

Chu Yun, who only thought Mo Heng was still a pure child, was naturally not on guard and allowed Mo Heng to lift the corner of her clothes and take them off.

Seeing the young man's flawless body exposed in front of him, Mo Heng swallowed secretly.

Seeing that Mo Heng didn't make the next move, Chu Jun, who had his back to Mo Heng, turned around and asked, "Hmm?"

"Um...you, take off your pants yourself, brother. It's not easy for me to do it."

Mo Heng's stuttering attracted Chu Jun's attention. Looking at the boy's blushing face, Chu Jun realized that Mo Heng had already reached puberty, and it seemed inappropriate for him to be so carefree.

"Then Xiaoheng, please go out first. I'll take a shower and change clothes and come back." Chu Jun was understanding and let him go.

After walking out of the locker room, Mo Heng felt that he had performed terribly. How could he stutter even when changing his brother's clothes? It was embarrassing!

"Wow, will my brother feel useless?"

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Chu Jun looked at the autistic puppy at the door, feeling very puzzled. He patted the dog's head and said, "Let's go, Xiaoheng. Today's game is over. We can go home early."

Mo Xiaogou happily followed his brother home again.

With Mo Heng's great anticipation, the basketball game on the second day was finally about to begin. Class 3 of Grade 1 played against Class 3 of Grade . Mo Heng played as the power forward of Class of Grade .

The basketball court was obviously much more lively than the day before, and the crowded scene could be seen from afar.

When Chu Jun arrived, the stands were already full of people, and there were many boys and girls standing behind the fence, looking around, as if looking for something.

Mo Heng was somewhat glad that he had the foresight to reserve a seat for his brother in the front row.

However, although the front row seat allows my brother to see me up close, the downside is that those who follow me by smelling the scent can look at my brother openly. It makes me very angry!

Title: [School Sports Meet] Ding ding ding, the annual school sports meet of the junior high school department of Roy School is in full swing. Let us cheer for the athletes together!

Poster (Student Union official account): This post will report on the students' awards in real time. Of course, you are also welcome to pink your class in this post.

1st floor (Huo Lin is not Hawking): Here they come! Grade 2 Class is invincible!

2nd floor (outside e inside i): I am the spokesperson for Class 3, Grade 3. Come on, Class , Grade !

3rd floor (will not change online name unless score increases by 10 points): Class 5 of Grade 4 cannot lose to Class of Grade , come on!

Floor 4 (Koi Benli): Come on, Class 4, Grade 5. We reject the pushback from Class , Grade !

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55th Floor (Yumiji): Yunbao! Yunbao won first place in the 1000-meter race, hoo hoo hoo!

56th Floor (外e内i): The first few dozen floors of this thread were terribly positive, but now it finally feels right, hahahahahaha

57th floor (Anonymous): Wherever there is a school beauty, there is me, Anonymous, hehe~

58th floor (Anonymous): No intention to infringe privacy, just sharing a picture, I took it because I thought it looked good. [Picture]

Floor 59 (Anonymous): I hope you’ll spare me for the sake of the couple photo I took, thank you!

60th Floor (Outside e Inside i): Wow! Your photos are so beautiful~ The school beauty is still the school beauty, and the school hunk is also... a guy~

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Floor 224 (Anonymous): The school beauty won the gold medal in the men’s 1000m, awesome!

225th Floor (Yumiji): Is there anything that the school beauty is not good at? I cried!

Floor 226 (Anonymous): What makes me feel that the school beauty is weak? She is obviously very manly!

227th floor (Anonymous): Isn't it true that the campus beauty is too beautiful to be ordinary? Wow, it turns out she is really not ordinary! She competed with athletes and won, breaking the 1000m record of the school sports meeting. She is so strong!

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Floor 231 (Anonymous): Rumor has it, the school beauty is going to watch the school hunk play basketball tomorrow. Location: Basketball Court X, pm. We're all sisters, so I'm just letting you guys know. Hehe~

232nd floor (anonymous): Hey? Wasn't this supposed to be a post for cheering people on? How did it become a discussion thread about my school beauty again? [dog head]

Floor 233 (Yumiji): Who can resist my beautiful campus belle? I will go early tomorrow afternoon to reserve a seat and admire the campus belle’s stunning beauty!

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"Beep!"

"Come on, Xiaoheng! Come on!!"

As soon as the game started, the competition between Class 3 of Grade 1 and Class of Grade was very intense.

It’s not that the two classes have a strong sense of collectiveness, but mainly because of the spectators surrounding the sidelines. Teenagers are at the age when they care most about their reputation, so how could they lose the game in front of so many people?

All the students on the field were in high spirits, ready to give it a try.

"Good shot!" Just three minutes into the game, Mo Heng scored the first point with a three-pointer. The atmosphere on the court heated up, and the hostility between the two sides grew.

"Come on! Class 1, Grade ! The school beauty is watching us from the audience, don't embarrass our class!"

Someone in the audience shouted, and everyone in Class 1 of Grade ran faster after hearing the words.

Mo Heng, who scored the first point, continued to pursue the victory. Not long after, he regained the ball and directed his teammates to carry out a triangle attack, quickly breaking through the opponent's defense again.

The competition on the basketball court was very fierce. Chu Jun in the front row was also watching with relish the abdominal muscles exposed when the boy jumped.

Well, young people really have the flavor of youth.

Halfway through the game, the score was close, and Chu Jun couldn't help but jump and cheer for Mo Heng.

"Come on, Xiaoheng! You're the best!"

Mo Heng looked in Chu Jun's direction intentionally or unintentionally, and saw his brother jumping around cutely, and his fighting spirit was high.

The result of their fighting spirit was that in front of many classmates, they did not give any face to Class 1, Grade 75, and won the game with a large score of 43:.

After the game, Mo Heng, who had "returned triumphantly", came to Chu Jun and received the medal belonging to the winner - water given by the school beauty!

The teenagers in Class 1 of the first grade were very jealous. The twelve or thirteen-year-old boys could not hide their emotions and cast envious and jealous glances at Mo Heng.

Mo Heng saw the gaze from the neighbor and felt disdainful.

Even if I lose the game, can the opponent get the water given by my brother?

Impossible, my brother only brings me water!

Besides, I won’t lose!

Mo Heng opened the water with a proud look and took a sip.

Chu Jun felt that the boy's behavior was a bit childish, but wasn't this the vitality that one should have at this age?

The eyes of the surrounding boys and girls were all fixed on the complacent Mo Xiaogou. They took advantage of the fact that the school hunk couldn't see them and stared at Chu Jun without any concealment.

Mo Heng felt the gazes on his brother, took another sip of water, and using the bottle as a cover, turned sideways and scanned everyone in the stands with a fierce look.

The students who were paying attention to the school belle naturally saw the threatening look of the school hunk. Some of them felt guilty and looked away, while others were unwilling to accept it and tried to provoke Mo Heng, but were defeated in the end.

Mo Heng, who had declared her status as the "first wife" in front of her classmates, happily followed her brother away, leaving behind everyone who was "filled with indignation".