The fighting was still going on in the field next to it. The battle between Lin Lu and Li Xingruo was over. He sat on the floor and stretched out his palm towards Li Xingruo who was standing in front of him.
"You're still pretending, get up by yourself!"
Li Xingruo had won the battle and was in a good mood. Although she could see that Lin Lu was trying to control the points, she was happy after winning the game today.
Girls, in fact, are like this. Compared with boys, they have a stronger desire to win. They care more about the process. Playing with Lin Lu was so enjoyable that as soon as the battle ended, she was already looking forward to the next time.
He played ball.
It's like playing games with a girl. Many boys always think that they need to be very skilled and fly her around to make her happy. In fact, that's not the case. People with gold and silver can also play happily with girls.
Ah! In fact, what girls care more about is the process of sweet double queue. Take more care of her and protect her more. Even if you lose the game together, she is still willing to continue playing with you because of the emotional value you provide.
It's something that winning or losing itself cannot give. Of course, the exception is green tea with high points.
"Then as the winner, sister can't help the loser?"
Lin Lu looked at her with a smile, but still stretched out his palm towards her shamelessly and stubbornly.
His request was both natural and like the coquettishness of a younger brother or older sister. Li Xingruo didn't think much about it, so he had no choice but to stretch out his little hand, shake his palm, and then give him a strong tug.
"Provoke...you, so, so heavy, ah!"
Li Xingruo looked at his legs with great interest. It was probably the first time she had discussed these strange topics with a boy since she had grown so big. It made her feel very novel and exciting, and she even wanted to bend down and pull him out.
A leg hair studied.
"I'm up!"
The little girl held back her strength, holding his big hand and pulling him back, but Lin Lu, who was sitting on the ground, didn't move at all.
Lin Lu also bent down, stretched out his index finger and gently poked the tender meat on the back of her calf.
In front of Lin Lu, Li Xingruo barely concealed her expression. A satisfied smile appeared in the corner of her eyes. She held the mineral water he handed over with her little hand and raised her head to imitate him. She took a big sip regardless of the image, and her soft throat gently
As she stirred, the beads of sweat that had not yet dried up slid down the side of her face, rolled up to her delicate chin, and hung like a crystal drop of water.
When she is happy and comfortable, her legs naturally stretch forward, and she pulls up her black sweatpants, revealing half of her slender, white and tender calves. Her cute little feet are covered with white sports shoes and socks, lightly
Gently using the heel as the axis, it swayed like a pendulum, and the shoelaces tied into a bow also swayed.
"Sure enough, my legs are better looking~!"
Lin Lu suddenly exerted force on his calf, and visible to the naked eye, the muscles behind his calf became hard, showing a very powerful and beautiful triangular muscle group.
When the two of them compared each other, the difference in various data was obvious - Lin Lu's calves were much longer than hers, his knees were higher than hers, and his frame was more slender; while Li Xingruo's calves looked much gentler and more slender.
The hair on his legs is almost invisible to the naked eye, and his skin color is a level paler than his. It is not the pale color of Europe and America, but the exquisite porcelain white unique to Asian women.
"……ah!"
"...Sister Xingruo, are you exerting your strength?"
Li Xingruo started to compete with him, put down the racket in his hand, took his hand with both hands, leaned back, and pulled the guy who weighed several hundred kilograms with all his strength.
I saw that she seemed to be exerting all her strength, even her toes were lifted, and her delicate white calves seemed to have no change.
"how do you feel?"
"go to the hell……"
But before she could fall further, a pair of big, generous and warm hands held her small hand tightly, firmly stopping her falling figure.
"...No, don't guys have to have some leg hair to be sexy? And the leg hair will get thicker and thicker as it gets shaved."
"Who wants to compete with you? Sister Xingruo."
Li Xingruo was stunned: "Real or false..."
"..."
"Then what are you competing for?"
Hearing what he said, Li Xingruo could no longer hold back his curiosity. He bent down and stretched out his fingers to gently poke his calf muscles. Sure enough, they were as hard as rocks!
"Then I'll try mine."
Li Xingruo blushed and felt that he had been tricked. He raised his little hand and slapped him twice in annoyance. Lin Lu dodged and dodged, then ran away with a smile.
"Why doesn't Sister Xingruo have any hair on her calves?"
Get the racket and ball back and sit on the bench to rest together.
"Are you okay? Sister Xingruo?"
"Use it!"
"Better than this!"
Lin Lu admitted that even he, who is extremely picky about aesthetics, had to admit that her calves were very beautiful.
Not to mention, her little hands were soft and soft, probably because Lin Lu's own hands were relatively big. When he held her hand, he felt that her hands were so small.
It has nothing to do with the love between men and women, this fight is more like the intimacy between brother and sister, and Li Xingruo is also very relaxed.
"Sister Xingruo will know after you poke her."
Lin Lu took out the mineral water, unscrewed it and handed it to her. Then he unscrewed another bottle, raised his head and drank most of the bottle of water.
Lin Lu let go of her hand at the right moment and put his hands on his hips with a smirk on his face, as if he was retaliating for her little prank of calling her 'Daddy'.
Because he usually plays basketball, Lin Lu's calf muscles are relatively obvious, and his legs are not very hairy, but compared to Li Xingruo's white tofu-like skin, they are much hairier.
Li Xingruo smiled proudly. Although she had no plans to find a boyfriend yet, how could a girl not care about her body and appearance?
Lin Lu smiled amusedly and stretched out his other hand.
Li Xingruo shyly hid her fair calves from him.
Lin Lu suddenly stood up, and Li Xingruo, who was still struggling to pull him, screamed and fell backwards.
They had just finished playing, and their palms were still sweaty, sticky and sticky. Her hands were slightly cold when she held them, and even her tender fingers smelled lovely.
Lin Lu's eyes were attracted by the particularly eye-catching whiteness set off by the black sweatpants.
Li Xingruo was also thinking about comparing, and he also leaned his left leg over, lifted up his trousers to expose his calf, and placed it at a ninety-degree angle.
It was now 4:45 in the afternoon, and there were still fifteen minutes left before the end of the court, and the two of them did not continue fighting.
The skin is as moist as protein and soft as new cotton.
"Sister Xingruo, look at me."
Lin Lu took back his right leg that was close to her and placed it at a ninety-degree angle.
Lin Lu retracted his legs and looked at Li Xingruo's calves.
"Okay."
"Sister Xingruo didn't eat, right?"
Lin Lu pulled up his school uniform pants and exposed his calves to her.
Lin Lu openly expressed the fact that he was looking at her calves and asked her curious questions.
"Haha, it's so ugly. Lin Lu, why don't you shave your legs?"
"Girls must have no leg hair..."
"It's great! I haven't sweated so much for a long time!"
"How about it?"
"Well."
Lin Lu rubbed the tip of his nose, thought for a while, and gave his evaluation:
"As expected, your muscles will be sore tomorrow!"