My Smell is Damn Charming

Li Xin shook his hand, deliberately not looking at the ice, only looking at Mu Huan's face: "It should be satisfied with another idea. We are competing with Andreev for the championship. After so many years, who dares to say we want And Andreev Nikita, these two perverts to grab the championship? Everyone dares to grab, and only second place can be grabbed.

If it weren't for the mobile phone in the hotel, I would like to call my parents. No matter the first or the second, my parents must be very happy. "

After a pause, Li Xin leaned forward, lowered his head and leaned on Mu Huan's shoulder, and said, "But they must be happier to win the first place."

Mu Huan raised his hand to touch his head, his palm slid down in the direction where the hair was falling, and finally stopped on his neck.

So the palm of his hand was covered on the gland in a controlled posture. He only needed to hook his fingers to easily rub the full existence, making Li Xin limp in his arms and could only breathe.

But he still restrained and moved his hand away.

The slid hand came to Omega's back, with his fingers lightly pressed, he moved him closer to him, lowered his head and ears, and said, "If it doesn't work this time, the next time, I will always be with you."

Li Xin's heart was warm, and his forehead was dangling against Mu Huan's shoulders, "Where is it? Did the dance succeed again? I heard applause."

Mu Huan said: "I don't know."

"Didn't you watch it?"

"I didn't dare to look either."

So Li Xin began to laugh and poke Mu Huan's heart with his fingers, "You will be nervous too, eh? Are you nervous?"

"Yeah." Mu Huan answered in his ear, with a soft voice that seemed to fill the whole world with laughter.

It is said that heroes who save beauty are more likely to be favored by beauties.

Until this old drama is deciphered by modern science, it is said that the uncontrolled heartbeat caused by fear and crisis is the same as the response when the heart is beaten. It will make people secrete a hormone similar to stimulants called phenylethylamine. , Will make people brave, confident, and even paranoid.

The sense of crisis at this moment is just right. The phenylethylamine that is secreted wildly is attacking Li Xin's brain frantically, and his body is chopped by the sound of Mu Huan blowing in his ear.

When he raised his head again, his eyes were a little hazy.

"If you can win the championship... If you succeed, I promise to smell the pheromone for you, OK?" Li Xin said suddenly.

It was the first time that he had given birth to such courage to speak out his secret expectations at this juncture of life and death.

Perhaps this kind of thought has long been lingering in his heart, but he lacks the courage to try.

What if Mu Huan dislikes it?

What if?

Even if there is only 1% chance of breaking up, he doesn't want to try rashly.

But the long-lasting suppressed expectation is like a seed under the rock, always growing out of the cracks in the rock in an unimaginable twisted posture.

Because it exists.

Because there is soil for growth.

Mu Huan's gentleness and considerateness have been even though him, he seems to be surrounded by love full of nutrients, and finally he will desperately want to enjoy the sun in a day.

The hand on his back became slightly heavier, and Mu Huan watched Nikita jump into Andreev's arms, and then was thrown away by Andreev's spin.

Hold your breath.

Watching Nikita spin down.

It was a beautiful standard back-out point ice for five weeks. When landing, the ice skates touched the ice surface and shook violently. Nikita swayed his body to control his balance, and the swallow-style floating legs that slipped out looked like they were swaying in the air. A needle swinging out of control for a moment, and in Mu Huan's eyes too late to change, he worked hard to stabilize his body.

[Five weeks toss and jump] It's done.

Anxious for them, the audience who loved them jumped up, screaming and applauding.

It's too nervous for the game to get here.

After Andreev and Nikita became world champions, they have never seen such a close opponent again, and their ice fans can naturally watch each of their games with enjoyment.

But this time is different. They are very nervous. The nervousness can make people highly excited, and they will also appear out of control. They covered their faces and snarled and yelled. They were crazy and even a bit hideous, no less than Li who was stimulated by phenylethylamine at the moment. Xin.

Li Xin said, I will let you smell the pheromone if I win.

The ice fan yelled, kill those two boys, you are determined to win.

In some ways, the degree of loss of control is almost the same.

After they successfully completed the [Five-Week Throwing Jump], Mu Huan frowned displeasedly, and immediately let go of his hand on Li Xin's back, and said softly, "Okay, I won’t be allowed to say anything. changed."

Li Xin was disturbed by this crazy applause, and couldn't help but look back: "What did they just jump for? It won't be a five-week throwing jump, right? It's a success?"

"It's barely counted." Mu Huan said, "Luobing made a small mistake. The lost GOE is enough to fill in the part of us that they have passed in front of them, but the result will continue to be seen."

"Then I want to keep watching?"

"Look at you."

"I... still don't look at it, my heart can't stand it." Li Xin buried his head in Mu Huan's shoulder after speaking, like a timid rabbit, hiding his head but showing his **** and ears.

Mu Huan's hand was gently patted on the back of Li Xin's hand, his eyes always falling on the ice.

He is nervous.

He also really cares about the results, he can get the first place, why should he take the second place.

But even if the tension is like an oncoming sword tip, which is about to touch his eyeballs, he still has no plan to avoid it.

Man is an individual who needs to grow. He is forced to grow well enough to calmly deal with any situation.

That's it. He watched the two people on the ice play well, watched them try their best to slid out of their own strength, and occasionally a small mistake without losing the grace, but it was more of a wonderful performance.

Sometimes he wants to applaud.

Worthy of fame.

At the end of the music finally came, Li Xin, who was reminded by the elongated voice, finally turned from Mu Huan's arms and looked at the two people ending on the ice, "How about?"

"It's hard to say." Xuanyuan Huayun answered him, "Your two teams are about the same strength, and you both performed very well. It still depends on the referee's final score."

Yu Yiman grabbed his fingers nervously: "The points will come out soon."

The two people on the ice called for a curtain call with applause. The reaction of the ice fans was a bit more enthusiastic than Mu Huan and the others. The fan base of these two people was too high. At this moment, it was as if they were already celebrating their success in defending the title.

The corners of Li Xin's mouth tightened, and then he pretended to say relaxedly: "No matter what, the hardest part has finally passed. Now just wait for the results to come out."

Mu Huan glanced at him, wanted to say something, and shut his mouth again.

So two minutes later, Li Xin covered his ears again, turned around and put his forehead on Mu Huan's shoulder: "No way, it's too scary. It turns out that this is the most scary thing. I don't dare to listen, I don't dare to listen."

Mu Huan smiled at the corner of his mouth, wondering if he had protected Li Xin too well, and his psychological quality was indeed a little worse.

Forget it, it doesn't matter, if you can live innocently and happily, who wants to move forward with weight.

At this time Andreev and Nikita were already sitting on the scoring bench, and the game was quiet. Nikita held his hands together and muttered while watching the TV screen.

"It's the first time I saw Nikita so nervous." Liu Jing said.

"Yes, you guys, I'm proud of pushing Nikita and the others to this level." Xuanyuan Huayun said to Mu Huan and the others.

Yu Yiman disdain: "What's so proud of. If you don't get the first one, you are not doing well enough. You will arrange a hell-style training when you go back!" Yu Yiman began to become aggressive. This is her. A direct response to excessive emotional ups and downs.

Liu Jing and Xuanyuan Huayun shut up at the same time.

Li Xin covered his ears and asked in a low voice, "Has the score come out yet? Hasn't it come out yet? It's so slow, I can't stand it anymore."

Mu Huan pursed the corner of his mouth, fixed his gaze on the standings, and was about to answer Li Xin, when the standings suddenly moved!

The names of Andreev and Nikita appeared in the standings.

In... second place!

Won!

The next second, Xuanyuan Huayun's scream sounded in his ears, and Yu Yiman waved his fist and jumped up.

Mu Huan hugged Li Xin and yelled, "Win!" amidst the sudden cheers.

Until this time, there were overwhelming screams and applause from the audience.

Hua Guo ice fans are crazy! ! !

They jumped up and waved the dolls and flowers in their hands. Some people simply took off their coats and stood on the seats and waved vigorously. Others hugged the people around them and celebrated this rare victory with kisses.

Then someone hurriedly spread out the sweaty national flag in his hands with tears, and shouted in the direction of Mu Huan and Li Xin.

look here! ! Look here! ! ! I brought the national flag! ! I hold it! ! !

Every time, every time, every time I pack up, I will bring this national flag. I know that there may be no way to unfold it, but I still get used to bringing it naturally to every stadium where Chinese athletes participate.

Maybe this time?

What if they win without a national flag?

Therefore, we must carry it in our hands, every time, every time, with such anticipation, waiting quietly, waiting for the moment of unfolding.

"Huh!"

The national flag was spread out to the largest extent with both hands, raised above the head, shaking vigorously with tears, and shouting hoarsely, "Hua Guo!"

"champion!"

"Hua Guo team, champion!"

"Ah ah ah ah! We are the champions!!"

"we won!!!"

The screams came out with tears, and the excited face flushed, like a madman!

Won the championship!

Our Hua Guo's double skating won the championship!

The moment the national flag was unfolded, Li Xin, who was holding it spinning, saw it. He laughed and cried again, and then hugged Mu Huan's neck, shaking with excitement.

Mu Huan stopped, but did not release his arms around Li Xin. Li Xin's hands hugged his neck too tightly. Tears wetted his clothes and dripped on his skin. Excited, he was really afraid that his neck would break when Li Xin was put on the ground.

He stood still amidst the cheers and was gathered by the camera. Tens of thousands of eyes fell on his figure in the audience, but he lowered his head with a smile, and whispered in Li Xin's ear: "Don't worry, you can cry at this time."

"Well."

"Get down when you're ready."

"Um."

Li Xin sucked his nose, wiped his tears on Mu Huan's clothes, and finally released the arms that held Mu Huan tightly.

With too much power, at the moment of releasing it, there was even a sour sensation, and Li Xin's back was also aching.

He gritted his teeth, jumped from Mu Huantuo's arms, wiped his tears fiercely, and looked at the dark and crushing crowd, the cheering scene that was born of him, he raised his arms and shook his face vigorously, tears on his face. , Smiled with the brightest smile.

At that moment, flashing lights came and went one after another, and the eyes of the whole world seemed to be focused on this, watching the young "kings" proudly sitting on the throne.

The new king is crowned.

The bells rang, fireworks filled the sky, cheers resounded throughout the sky, and even the mountains and plains of flowers were blooming in full bloom.

Won.

Mu Huan and Li Xin finally won the Grand Prix with a slight advantage of 0.02 points.

It cannot be denied that they have indeed reached the same level as Andreev on the technical level, so after tying the advantages of both sides, the play of the game has become the key to determining the outcome.

Andreev also worked very hard, but Nikita's performance is actually somewhat unsatisfactory, and it has nothing to do with the mistakes, and it is much better than the players at the bottom of the rankings.

If Mu Huan and Li Xin did not appear, then this game will still be their champion.

The total score of 245.46 also broke his own record in this tournament.

Could it be bad?

It's just that this kind of excellence is slightly lacking after meeting opponents like Mu Huan and Li Xin who can fully confront them.

It was the subtle control when entering and exiting, the terrible synchronization rate of the continuous pace, the kiss that Mu Huan bowed his head when he hugged Li Xin from the back, and it was also the subtle response of Li Xin when he shyly spread his body to greet him.

Numerous small details grabbed the referee's heart, as if being touched, being dragged into it with intoxication.

The two groups of "moved" and "not bad" allowed the referee to easily make a choice.

They were obviously prepared for the "alternation of new and old" earlier than the live audience.

The direction of the heart is the most true answer.

The result came out.

Andreev's combination of 0.80 points more skill points than Mu Huan and Li Xin, this time only scored 73.66 points in art points.

It is about 1 point less than their previous artistic score.

Perhaps the two people are a little older, their performance lacks passion, or they over-practice for five weeks, which leads to lack of training in the art part. Of course, it is also possible that Nikita is over-stressed, which leads to his Insufficient stretch.

In short, when the referees scored their artistic points, they compared the programs that Mu Huan and Li Xin had just performed in their minds. The slightly lacking parts were finally reflected in the scores.

Skills won, but lost artistic points.

Nikita couldn't accept this result. Within ten seconds of the score, he left the scoring bench. He walked to the referee's bench with a calm face. In the eyes of everyone, Mu Huan and Li Xin, he knocked on the score arbitration. Hammer.

"Score arbitration" will start within half an hour after the end of all competitions. At that time, there will be an arbitration referee selected by the International Skating Association in advance, that is, apart from the 9 on-site referees, it will be played back on the Internet in a video playback method. Perform a new round of scoring.

This scoring result may not be valid, and the scores of nine on-site referees will be analyzed and compared. Generally, the results will be announced within 24 hours.

In other words, when Nikita was preparing to apply for arbitration, and the application was successful, the final champion was not determined.

The applause of celebration was gradually disappearing, Li Xin fixedly looked at the figure of Nikita rushing past, and unknowingly squeezed Mu Huan's hand.

Xuanyuanhua yelled, "Can't you afford to lose? Is that you can't afford to lose? Just allow you to win, and don't let others win, right?"

Liu Jing asked Yu Yiman worriedly: "Yu Jiao, can he protest success?"

Yu Yiman shook her head, she didn't know.

For a while, the lively scene became depressing. The audience whispered in the stands. Some people protested against this behavior when they did not approve of losing the game. They looked at the stubborn "idol" coldly, and their favorability dropped rapidly.

However, some fans did not accept this result, shouting in support of Nikita, and pointed at Li Qiong and said that it was a Chinese referee, and she gave the extra 0.02 points!

Andreev obviously has the demeanor of a king. He tried to stop Nikita from making trouble, but Nikita threw away his hand madly. The high "queen" couldn't accept that he had lost everything. He had to Ask for the justice you need.

During this process, all the members of the Chinese National Team slowly moved towards the referee's bench, where Mu Huan saw Lance who had been standing here.

Lance raised his eyebrows. The expression had nothing to do with gloating, but it was not a good expression. Mu Huan couldn't tell, and he didn't bother to tell.

In the end, Mu Huan just looked up at the VIP seat.

Both his parents are on it, sitting in two positions far apart, but they are both nervous for him.

Especially Mu Xianjun, she is not a good mother. This person understands the image of a mother very far from Mu Huan's meaning. She is beautiful, rich, carefree, and obviously overconfident. Those who want will stay where they are and wait for her.

She even showed off her new love in the circle of friends, and didn't care about being seen by her son who was left alone in the country.

But even such a person is different at this time.

When Mu Huan saw her, she had already stood up from her seat, her face solemnly looking at Nikita in front of the referee's bench below, her expression was very fierce, and she looked like she was lurking about coming down the stairs. Hunting beasts.

If the murder was not illegal, Mu Huan had no doubt that Mu Xianjun would bite off Nikita's neck, then spit on the ground with disgust.

That kind of anger and anxiety is not fake.

But here Yu Xingchun was comforted by Xu Dongyu very well.

The two of them were talking all the time. Although they were also worried about the consequences of anxiety, their conversation and companionship were also comforting them. They still had enough energy to see Mu Huan coming by and comfort him with their eyes, as if they were saying, don’t worry. It will be all right.

Hmm, so is this why the "old bachelor" is paranoid and nasty, so annoying?

Mu Huan thinks he is also very interesting. At this time, he can still think about it, worrying about his mother's old life.

When Mu Huan looked back, the referee shook his head and rejected Nikita's arbitration application.

Because they checked the scores of all the referees, including Li Qiong's, they did not deliberately lower the score, and Li Qiong's score was even a little higher than the average score.

The chief referee naturally has the ability to judge whether or not to arbitrate. He believed that the final score was fair and rejected the protest.

This result made Nikita couldn't believe it. When he wanted to continue to appeal, he was caught by Andreev, and his body was imprisoned in that embrace, not letting him go, not letting him leave.

Andreev wiped Nikita's tears, kissed his forehead, and comforted his lover who was overwhelmed by failure and pressure with the softest gaze.

The final result is confirmed.

The standings are lit up again.

Mu Huan and Li Xin are still at the top of the list.

They are number one!

Is the champion! !

This time, it is confirmed that Mu Huan and Li Xin are indeed the combination of Andreev and Nikita who have won the online level with their strength!

They won them by virtue of their own strength! !

They are true champions! !

Pride came from the hearts of ice fans who loved them. Everyone was happy. There was no opportunism in their victory, and they didn't give the chance of victory to their opponents. This is their true strength. They just have the record of breaking the game. Scored 169.68 points of strength!

Fans of Andreev and Nikita sat back sullenly, feeling uncomfortable like bleeding, quietly and depressively watching the carnival of another group of people. Someone raised his hand and wiped away the tears.

There are also some people who are looking around. They are not fans of a specific pair of players. They just love figure skating and love this sport that emphasizes both art and skill.

Once they had been chanting for Nikita and Andreev, applauding for them, but now they have lost, the new player just took away their championship and glory, what about themselves?

Should you continue to follow those two people, or choose the "throne"?

The applause of the "alternation of the old and the new" is not what everyone expected. The voice of cheering for the championship is not so loud, but who cares?

After all, Mu Huan and Li Xin stood on the podium.

It was themselves who won the Grand Prix trophy and prize money. As a vested interest, it was only after the successful challenge to the championship that there were some voices of opposition. Do you need to care?

Do not!

Now is the carnival time!

We, a carnival moment with those who love us! !

At the awards ceremony, some of the audience left sadly, but there were still more than half of the audience waiting for Mu Huan and Li Xin to be "crowned". There were probably many fans of "Furongxiang" and "Xueding Coffee". , Otherwise it’s just two newcomers, far from leaving so many people.

Li Xin didn't care about those who left early. He stood on the podium happily, holding the raised trophy in his arms and kissing, smiling without seeing his eyes.

The person in charge of awarding the awards is the chairman of the World Skating Federation. At this time, he held Li Xin's hand with the most sincere blessings in his eyes. He said to Li Xin in English: "You are so awesome, I have become a fan of you. ."

Thank you for ending those two monopoly eras, giving new life to my favorite and passionate figure skating, and a brand new era is coming.

This is a very simple spoken English, Li Xin understood it, and was even more moved by the joy and sincerity in the eyes of the chairman.

He smiled excitedly and said to the chairman: "Thank you."

Standing on the right side, Lance pursed his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but as soon as he raised his head, Mu Huan looked at him condescendingly. From such an angle, Lance's dark eyes were so shocking that he spit out Lance to his mouth. "Canned herring" forced to go back.

Nikita was standing on the left. His crying red eyes had returned to normal at this time, but his expression was haggard, and he controlled his gaze not to look aside as much as possible. When the chairman handed the trophy over, he did not accept it. It was Ann. Delev took over the rare second place trophy in their sports career.

The chairman shook Andreev's hand and said something, most likely it was something to encourage them to continue working hard and counterattack in the next game. Andreev smiled bitterly and nodded.

In the joy of Li Xin's intoxicated championship, Wu Xia cared about other people's emotions, but Mu Huan did not. He was a little worried that failure would make people feel degraded, and worried that some people would use insults and attacks to vent their emotions at this happy time.

But fortunately, people other than Lance did not have such thoughts, including Nikita, who had previously asked for arbitration. Although he didn't have any spiritual appearance, he still chose to cooperate quietly when taking pictures and stood beside Li Xin. Photo.

The pride of winning the championship will not allow Nikita to behave demeaning to others, let alone the person who has won himself. Such slander is like a mad dog and has no demeanor.

Therefore, Lance, who wants to say insults, is indeed a guy with very bad personality.

Mu Huan defended the whole way in this way, and even directly rejected a lot of reporters who wanted to interview. They didn't relax until they got into the car with the trophy.

Li Xin looked like a Guru in the Lord of the Rings, holding the trophy tossing over and over, groping for every detail with his fingers, like a narcissistic appearance, Mu Huan couldn't help but smile.

But smiling and smiling can't laugh anymore.

Because after returning to the hotel, Li Xin will definitely take out his mobile phone to send this good news to his family. He can't keep it from Li Xin for long.

The joy of victory was therefore stained with a haze in Mu Huan's heart. After entering the room, Mu Huan grabbed Li Xin's hand. The words he wanted to tell him in advance got stuck in his throat, and his expression was a bit painful for a while.

Li Xin's eyes widened, and she smiled roundly, "What are you doing?"

Mu Huan frowned, he stopped talking.

Li Xin's big eyes slowly narrowed, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Mu Huan thought for a while and let go of Li Xin's hand.

He thought that Li Xin holding the championship trophy should become very strong, and he should be able to get through this stage.

But Li Xin, who was let go by Mu Huan, did not go away. He looked at Mu Huan, his eyes drifted, and he asked a little quietly: "You won't let me secrete pheromone now? But... the room is not suitable, We can't stay."

Mu Huan's eyes flashed, and he took Li Xin's hand again and gently pulled him in front of him, with the other hand already touching his neck.

This was not what he thought, but it might be a good way.

In Li Xin's uneasy posture that he wanted to dodge, Mu Huan's index finger pressed accurately on the plump gland, lightly and heavily observing Li Xin's reaction.

Subconsciously resisted, and endured hard to accept, blinking quickly, not daring to look at Mu Huan, but in a low voice: "Want to mark directly? Your taste is very heavy, or I will let you first Smell it, in case you don't like it..."

The index finger and thumb were pinched on the glands, Li Xin's voice disappeared, her neck was shrunk, and her eyes were instantly distracted.

Mu Huan said: "I heard that no matter how weird pheromones are, you can find someone who accepts him."

Li Xin raised his eyes to look at him.

"Because pheromone exists in order to attract the opposite sex, existence is inevitable, just like a lid that matches no matter what kind of basin."

"Li Xin, if you believe me, I think I am the one you are waiting for."

Li Xin's posture and expression showed that he was absorbing and digesting Mu Huan's words, but his anxiety was still reminding him, "What if it's not? We won the championship."

He whispered: "I think we are in a good state today because we have good feelings. If you can't accept it because of pheromone, we may not be in such a good state next time."

The corners of the eyes that raised his head were slightly moist: "Does it have to be now? Can I wait for a while?"

Mu Huan looked at Li Xin, and in a long period of silence, Mu Huan turned Li Xin abruptly, opening his mouth to bite him.

He doesn’t know what to say anymore, so he can only tell him by action, he doesn’t care what his pheromone tastes, and it doesn’t matter whether the pheromone they fused is canned herring or not. He wants to tell him bluntly that he is in this world. The person who loves him the most can accept what he has.

Whether it's pheromone or restlessness.

But Li Xin was frightened, clutching the back of his neck and yelling, before Mu Huan's mouth opened, he even screamed and ran away, broke free from Mu Huan's hand, and ran to the bed.

"Are you strong? Can you discuss it with me! I'm not ready yet!"

Mu Huan looked at Li Xin who was frightened, closed his mouth with a light sigh, and walked towards the bed.

Li Xin shouted: "Don't come over, give me some time, you..."

When Mu Huan walked to the bedside, he turned a corner, walked to the bedside table, picked up Li Xin's mobile phone, and threw it to him.

"Send a message to home."

Li Xin blinked in confusion, did not touch the phone, but first asked Mu Huan: "Are you angry?"

Mu Huan nodded, "Somewhat."

The corners of Li Xin's mouth tightened, and he looked up and smiled: "Don't be angry, we won the championship. Or at night, wait until I'm less excited and try again? Give me more time to build my mind."

Mu Huan looked at Li Xin's smile. For a moment, he wanted to hide the phone, but he finally nodded: "I will accompany you tonight."

Li Xin didn't understand the true meaning of Mu Huan's words. He just assumed that Mu Huan agreed to him and grabbed the phone: "I'm done."

Delay is temporary.

Mu Huan smiled and restrained the emotions in his eyes, and looked at Li Xin across the bed who was turning on his phone.

The light from the screen illuminates the eyes when it is lit, and then the light dims a little bit, and as the light spot changes, it forms a colorful color, and finally the bright light shines like a bloom, illuminating Li Xin's face.

Soon, the phone "jingle bells" rang.

Li Xin seemed to open the news casually, and said with joy, "Wow, did you get the news so soon in China? Then my parents must know it too."

After saying this, Li Xin calmed down, his eyebrows frowned little by little under Mu Huan's gaze, and the joy on his face disappeared without a trace.

In the end, the light from the phone shone on that face, pale, and all the blood faded.

Mu Huan walked around the bed and walked in front of Li Xin, raising his hand to take away his mobile phone.

Li Xin seemed to have been severely injured, pulling the phone out of his hand vigorously, leaning on his side just to avoid Mu Huan.

But soon he reacted, looking at Mu Huan fiercely: "Do you know what canned herring?"

Mu Huan nodded and said, "But we won the championship."

"You know why don't you tell me?"

"The state of the game is very important, so we can win the championship today."

"There is no need to hide this from me, you shouldn't hide it from me, like a fool."

"You were great and beautiful today, so the referee also recognized us."

"but……"

"Li Xin."

Mu Huan stretched out his hand again to hold Li Xin's wrist, and said, "I wouldn't have won the championship without you, thank you."

The hand grasping on the wrist is tighter than the accustomed strength, surrounded by fingers, the whole feeling of holding it is like afraid of him struggling.

During this process, Li Xin's eye sockets turned red, sucked his nose, and finally sat on the bed without strength.

He said: "I'm so angry, why is this? I am obviously very happy. I won the championship, but people all over the world are laughing at my pheromone. Why! Why!!"

He yelled aggrievedly.

Mu Huan sat down and hugged him, letting him cry aggrieved, rubbing his nose and tears on his clothes.

Mu Huan didn't move and didn't speak. He knew that Li Xin didn't want his answer. He was just wronged. He just fell from the peak of excitement and hurt.

Just want to cry for a while.

Grievances will flow out with tears, and depressed moods always need channels to release.

He just wants to cry, then cry.

ten minutes later.

Li Xin threw the toilet paper with his nose into the trash can, his red eyes and nose picked up the phone again, he clicked on all the gloating messages, took a quick glance, and then posted that he was holding the champion. Photo of trophy.

He kept posting, counterattacking his pride and strength in this way, as if he was fighting, his eyes were red but his expression was particularly fierce.

Until the end, he ordered the unfamiliar ones, a little familiar, and normal relationships, and there was no need to send messages. Those who repeatedly reminded him about canned herring were only true friends and relatives that he recognized in his heart.

There is Wen Chun.

There is Zhang Xin.

Brother Zhuang Zhuang's wife, Qiao Yu and Xiao Yu, as well as their parents.

Speaking of it, Li Xin really didn't have any friends, but before he knew it, he had a lot of friends recognized by him.

Mu Huan didn't read Li Xin's chat, he kept holding Li Xin's waist and lying on his chest.

Li Xin leaned on the bedside and looked at the phone, while he was lying on the bed looking at him.

It was late at night, and the room was quiet, only the sound of Li Xin's finger tapping on the phone screen.

Mu Huan saw Li Xin smile little by little on his face and healed little by little by the person who truly loved him. This process was just as Mu Huan thought, but it was not very long.

After all, there is a championship trophy behind Li Xin.

This energy is enough to support him to survive this injury.

Injury first, or play first?

Mu Huan once again made the right choice.

When Li Xin put down the phone, Mu Huan was almost asleep. He really talked for a long time. Faced with the voices that worried about him and congratulated him sincerely, Li Xin couldn't bear to stop.

When Li Xin moved, Mu Huan opened his eyes. They were dark, as if they had been brewing for a long, long time. The eyes opened from the depths of the sea were soaked with too strong emotions, with a forceful aura.

Then Mu Huan propped himself up a little bit, and when he was about to kiss his lips, he asked him in a low voice: "Is it better?"

Li Xin nodded.

Mu Huan stopped talking and kissed him.

This is a healing kiss, without any lingering directionality, lingering and gentle, as if licking the wound for Li Xin.

Li Xin almost drowned in this kiss.

He put his arms around his neck and kissed back wholeheartedly.

The blend of breath, the joy of the championship and the huge trace of pain brought about by the feeling of being healed a little bit, it is too comfortable, even a bit sacred.

Li Xin's toes curled up.

Mu Huan smelled the faint pheromone smell in the air.

It is not a good smell, but the pheromone itself exists for temptation, just like the sweat after a man exercises. It is obviously not a good smell, but it is still attractive and even considered masculine. Masculine.

Speaking of.

Pheromone is just a concrete secretion of hormones.

Mu Huan smelled it.

It smells bad, but it feels very tempting.

The smell made his head a little dizzy, and he couldn't help responding with pheromone.

Hormonal secretions are entangled together like a rope twisted together, tightening little by little, squeezing the hearts of both people.

Mu Huan raised his head and panted lightly. Li Xin's face was red, and his eyes entangled by his pheromone were blurred.