Classmates, take your life to protect you

Returning the nine-story golden body, I am not afraid that it will be out of breath.

Su Mang took a deep breath, he didn't expect that he could find a reason to ridicule himself at this time.He exhaled this cold breath, flicked Wang Pengbin's nose with his fingers, and explained: "I am a firm, solipsist."

Wang Pengbin was so sour that he narrowed his eyes, covered his nose, and asked him in a tone: "Do people outside know that you usually pretend to be serious?"

Su Mang took the other hand and brought him back to the bed, teasing him indifferently.

"Then you have to ask someone outside."

Defeated by his haughty answer, Wang Pengbin threw himself on the bed, and Su Mang also fell because of his strength.The two made a fuss.

It was late at night and the lights were turned off. Su Mang never let go of his hand, even if he wanted to take it away.

"Fortunately, I don't have sweaty hands." Wang Pengbin whispered.In a quiet night, the quieter the sound, the clearer it is.

"Huh?" Su Mang was about to fall asleep, half asleep and still not forgetting to respond to him.

"You always hold my hand and don't let go. I'm afraid that my hands will sweat and I'll hurt you."

Su Mang pulled his hand to his chest.

"No matter what happens, I will always hold your hand," he said in a daze, "don't let go..."

"Hehe, it's great to have you here." Wang Pengbin smiled contentedly, and fell asleep with a smile on his face.

"In...always in..."