When Lou Cheng smiled absentmindedly, Yan Zheke tilted his head, looked at him doubtfully and said:
"Chengzi, why do you look so strange?"
"Ah?" Lou Cheng suddenly came back to his senses. He knew that he had accidentally felt good about himself, so he said humorously, "When I saw your smile, I thought, how could you be so praised among the billions of men on earth?
If the good girl Yan Zheke chooses me, I must be very special and unique."
"Pfft..." Yan Zheke burst out laughing on the spot. He finally suppressed the trembling of his body and said with an aggrieved look, "Chengzi, you have changed!"
"Have I changed?" Lou Cheng asked subconsciously.
Yan Zheke bit his lower lip and said pitifully:
"You weren't like this before..."
"Then what was I like before?" Lou Cheng asked funnyly.
A dimple appeared on Yan Zheke's cheeks, he looked up and said "grievedly":
"When you first talked to me, you were nervous and stuttered! Later, you only dared to say disgusting things through QQ, but now you can say it in front of me without changing your face! Huh, tell me! Is there a dog outside?
Practicing every day..."
At this point, she really couldn't pretend anymore. She covered her mouth with her left hand and smiled so hard that her eyes seemed to sparkle.
Lou Cheng was also amused. He sat next to her, dug out a piece of ointment, picked up his wrist, and continued to apply the bruise on the girl's right arm. When Yan Zheke stopped laughing, he replied: "I just suddenly
Feeling inspired..."
At this time, he heard the sound of Li Mao's bathing water stop, and hurriedly changed the subject and said: "Actually, what I told you today are all the basic things that newcomers should pay attention to when they first debut. Although it is a summary of my experience and lessons, it will not change if you change the subject."
If you have other coaches, I guess they will also mention you like this."
Yan Zheke said with a smile on his face: "But when you competed in the arena for the first time, no one gave you any advice?"
"That's right..." Lou Cheng said in a daze, "How could Coach Shi just ignore me and let me fend for myself?"
At that time, he thought that all masters had this attitude towards their disciples in their first arena competition. It was not until he was coaching Yan Zheke today that he realized something was wrong!
…………
Old Shi returned to the teacher's apartment, lay down on the sofa without any image, and put his legs on the coffee table.
He frowned and said to himself:
"The brat has an adventure, a good character, and perseverance. He's so smooth sailing. I need to give him some setback education..."
…………
During the endless chat, Lou Cheng finished rubbing the bruises and swelling on Yan Zheke's arms and hands, left his seat, squatted in front of the girl, pointed to her calf and said:
"There should be some here, right?"
Yan Zheke bit her lip and said "hmm" in a low voice.
Lou Cheng rolled up her trouser legs and carefully pulled them up, fearing that he would touch the girl's painful areas. Then he took a peek at her legs with beautiful lines and white skin, and identified the bruises. He held the calf with one hand and raised the other hand.
Kneading the ointment with moderate force, I felt that the skin on the girl's legs felt warm and delicate, like gelatin, and I couldn't bear to let go.
Seeing his very difficult squatting position and feeling his tenderness and care, Yan Zheke's eyes widened and she wondered if she should change her position to make it more convenient for him.
Put your feet on the bench? No, this posture is so ugly and rude...
Put your feet on Orange's knees and raise your calves so that he doesn't have to bend over? But, but, the soles of the shoes are so dirty. If you really want to do this, you have to take off your shoes...
Yan Zheke suddenly felt ashamed, and finally gave up the idea, planning to sit with her knees crossed. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the bathroom door open, and Li Mao's footsteps came over, so she hurriedly flirted with her.
She lifted her hanging hair and pretended to be sitting upright.
Li Mao was used to the show of affection between the two of them, so he took a look and said:
"Chengzi, Yan Zheke, see you at half past six!"
"Okay, see you later!" Lou Cheng turned around and waved, watching Li Mao open the door and walk out.
Bang! The door to the locker room closed on its own, re-isolating the inside and outside.
"Okay, let's change one." Lou Cheng lowered the leg of Yan Zheke's left leg inch by inch to prevent the ointment from sticking to it.
Immediately afterwards, he rolled up the girl's right leg, adjusted his body's center of gravity slightly, and maintained a squatting position that made him feel awkward. He carefully and slowly applied the ointment and rubbed away the bruises.
As he rubbed it, he felt that the surroundings were unusually quiet, and the sounds outside the locker room were so far away that they seemed to come from the horizon.
Yan Zheke and I are the only ones left in the locker room?
It's just the two of us?
After realizing this and hearing the girl's long and thin breathing, Lou Cheng felt more and more the tenderness and delicateness of the skin under his hands, and suddenly he felt a little distraught.
In the locker room, which was so quiet that he seemed to have been forgotten by the world, he was suddenly awakened by a slightly heavy breath. After careful reflection, he realized that it was his own!
The girl's breath seemed to be affected by her, and it vaguely sped up a little.
Breathing together, an inexplicable atmosphere was brewing bit by bit. Lou Cheng felt dry again and felt strangely nervous. He felt that the muscles in the girl's legs seemed soft, but actually contained amazing elasticity. This was the result of long-term martial arts training.
The harvest comes, every time you press it, it is a wonderful enjoyment.
He heard Yan Zheke's breathing getting softer and softer, as if he was trying his best to control it, but the more it was like this, the more it felt like a feather, gently and constantly tugging at his heart.
Lou Cheng's hands also slowed down at some point, and they no longer looked like they were rubbing away bruises.
In the silence all around, Yan Zheke suddenly shouted softly:
"orange……"
This somewhat trembling cry made Lou Cheng's heart tremble. He raised his head suddenly and saw that the girl's eyes were watery and her cheeks were flushed. As she looked around, he felt drunk.
"What..." Lou Cheng swallowed hard for some reason and felt Yan Zheke's body trembling slightly.
While he was speaking, Yan Zheke put her hands on his shoulders, bent her back, blushed, and came closer and said:
"I'm not thanking you..."
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly closed her eyes, held her breath, and pecked the corner of Lou Cheng's mouth.
Lou Cheng was stunned, watching the girl shyly move back with a little pride, like a frightened white rabbit trying to avoid, his blood suddenly surged, his back straightened, he rushed over, hugged her, and walked towards her.
He kissed Yan Zheke's delicate lips.
Yan Zheke struggled instinctively, moving his head from side to side, allowing Lou Cheng to only kiss his cheek.
But with this kiss, she suddenly became quiet, closed her eyes, and slid her hands down weakly, grabbing Lou Cheng's clothes.
Lou Cheng kissed the girl's cheek, then kissed it again, and kissed it again. She felt it was smooth and soft, much better than the skin on her arms and legs.
He dried his lips and placed kisses one after another, moving towards Yan Zheke's pink and moist lips, getting closer and closer.
Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and kissed her, taking both his upper and lower lips into his mouth.
Yan Zheke's hand holding the hem of his clothes suddenly stiffened, and a small sigh seemed to come out of her throat. Then she softened her body and leaned towards Lou Cheng, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
Lou Cheng felt that the girl's lips were like thin-skinned and sweet orange petals. Sometimes he sucked them, and sometimes he used his tongue to outline her lips. He didn't let go of every bit of the beautiful taste, and he kissed her like an intoxicant.
Occasionally, he would separate the girl's lips, count her teeth, and taste a little sweetness, but he did not use skill to force the separation. Instead, after feeling the girl's teeth clenching, he voluntarily gave up and waited for the day when she would free herself.
"Open the door".
After an unknown amount of time, Yan Zheke suddenly retracted her lips, panted, and gave him a charming and charming look:
"You want to suffocate me to death..."
The two of them pressed their cheeks against each other, and Lou Cheng realized what it meant to exhale like a blue. While panting due to the excitement, he smiled and said, "You can't even breathe through your nose?"
Isn't this instinct?
"Humph, who is as perverted as you!" Yan Zheke snorted.
I just like kissing while holding my breath!
Seeing her watery eyes, flushed cheeks, and bright pink lips covered with a layer of water, Lou Cheng couldn't help but kiss her again, and once again captured those seductive lips.
This time, he stopped gobbling up the food and savored every bit of the girl's taste. He put his hands on the girl's back and stroked her gently.
They separated and kissed again, separated and kissed again, once, twice, and three times. Yan Zheke finally pushed him away, panting, and said righteously:
"We should go back!"
If this continues, I really don’t know what will happen!
"Go back?" Lou Cheng said a little disappointed, "It's so nice here, so clean, and no one else is watching."
It’s rare to find such a date venue!
Yan Zheke wiped his lips, turned to look to the side and said:
"Hmph, don't give the big pervert a chance to make a mistake!"
At this point, she saw Lou Cheng's disappointment from the corner of her eye, and she immediately softened her voice and said:
"I still have a lot of things to do. I can put my homework in the evening, but I have to take advantage of the sunshine today to dry my quilt, wash my clothes, and tidy up my bedroom."
"Okay." Lou Cheng could sense the girl's timidity and stopped forcing her. He was completely satisfied with being able to kiss her so many times!
He glanced at Yan Zheke and suddenly smiled lowly:
"But we can't go back immediately, we have to wait a while."
"Why?" Yan Zheke asked cutely.
"The way you look now..." Lou Cheng reminded her with a smile, and there was unconcealable affection in his eyes.
Yan Zheke took out his mobile phone in confusion and used the screen as a mirror to look at it. Under the dark tones, he saw that his lips were frighteningly red and shiny, and the blush on his cheeks was extremely clear. At first glance, he felt that he was being "loved"
"What a look!
"Big pervert!" She punched Lou Cheng in embarrassment, "By the way, you haven't finished rubbing it yet, continue!"
Lou Cheng smiled, squatted down again, and rubbed the bruise on Yan Zheke's right leg again. Sometimes he looked up at the girl, only to see her biting her lower lip and looking at him quietly and shyly. Although she didn't
She speaks, but her beautiful black and white eyes contain a lot.
The locker room was quiet again, but it was different from the pink quiet just now. This time it was like a flat lake at night, peaceful and quiet.
Lou Cheng suddenly remembered a song and a line of lyrics:
"When I was seventeen, I kissed his face and thought I would be with him forever..."
At the age of nineteen, for the first time in his life, he had feelings that would last forever. (To be continued.)