Jiao Yuyin walked steadily and finally stood in front of Lu Yu.

His hair, ruffled by the spring breeze, gave him a slightly languid look.

Lu Yu, holding a basketball between one hand, tilted her head back, blinked her almond-shaped eyes, and tried to maintain a relaxed expression, saying, "Find a way to get me to see Tang—"

Their words were drowned out by the kiss.

Lu Yu's pupils dilated slightly, and her fingertips trembled slightly.

This time, Jiao Yuyin kissed her very forcefully.

The tearing pain and the feeling of suffocation filled Lu Yu's thoughts. It seemed she wasn't the only one feeling the same way.

The sound of the basketball rolling down her leg jolted her nerves, and Jiao Yuyin's heavy breathing clung to her...

Lu Yu had never seen Jiao Yuyin like this before.

The light shone through his glasses, casting shadows on his eyelashes and causing his slightly loose hair to tremble gently.

Lu Yu was completely confused about what had provoked Jiao Yuyin, yet she seemed unable to break free from this lingering affection.

Lu Yu could only feel Jiao Yuyin's tenderness through the warmth of his hand on her back. He didn't hold her hand too tightly, but just gently stroked her back.

When Jiao Yuyin adjusted the angle again, the frame of his glasses brushed against Lu Yu's cheek.

Lu Yu regained some of her senses and pushed away Jiao Yuyin's chest with her hand.

It's unclear whether Jiao Yuyin was distracted or Lu Yu was incredibly strong.

Jiao Yuyin was easily pushed away.

In an instant, Lu Yu leaned backward, and Jiao Yuyin tried to grab him again, but missed.

With two thuds, they collapsed onto the field.

Jiao Yuyin propped himself up and looked down at Lu Yu.

An oppressive aura enveloped him, and Lu Yu's mind went blank. He said in a serious tone, "You're pressing on my eight-pack abs."

"you--"

Even though he was already used to Lu Yu's spoilsport, Jiao Yuyin still didn't expect her to say something like that.

Laughter was muffled in his chest.

Patchouli and raspberry scents intertwine.

Jiao Yuyin stared into Lu Yu's eyes, his expression softening. "You have eight-pack abs?"

Lu Yu swallowed hard, trying to remain calm, as he met Jiao Yuyin's undisguised gaze. "Never mind how many pieces, there's something for everyone."

Lu Yu didn't want to get entangled with him about the number of abs, so she quickly said, "Whatever occasion I need to attend, you can take me. With you here, I'm not afraid."

Jiao Yuyin's thoughtful expression made Lu Yu anxious, and she added, "And it's a lifetime commitment. Sooner or later, I will have to learn to be your companion."

Jiao Yuyin's eyes suddenly brightened a bit. "That's a good reason." Jiao Yuyin's lips twitched. "Lu Yu, you don't have to deliberately cater to the so-called high society."

"We're forced by circumstances. After we finish this job, I'll retire from this life."

“.….”

Jiao Yuyin blew on Lu Yu's sweat-dampened bangs, saying, "You are more charismatic than anyone else on the field."

"Did I play well today?" Lu Yu asked, her tone pleading for praise.

"charming……"

Jiao Yuyin's gaze softened somewhat, as if he were being pulled by memories.

"So sometimes, I have the urge to hide you away. The rhythm of your running on the court, the taut muscles in your calves when you jump, the steps you take when dribbling past opponents, the shadows of your sweat in the sunlight—it all seems to be imprinted in my mind. The cheers and celebrations of the crowd remind me that it's an open game, and I can't keep you on the court..."

Jiao Yuyin didn't say anything more, just stared at Lu Yu, his laughter mixed with a sigh.

"You...you..." Lu Yu suddenly realized where the kiss came from.

That was the desire that raged in Jiao Yuyin's heart.

Jiao Yuyin took off his cumbersome glasses and slowly approached, as if giving Lu Yu time and opportunity to escape.

Lu Yu bit her lower lip lightly, took a deep breath, and tilted her head back to get close to Jiao Yuyin's lips.

This is almost an invitation.

Jiao Yuyin braced himself with his left hand on the ground and used his right hand to protect Lu Yu's head as he slowly lowered back to the ground.

Their lips were pressed tightly together.

“That’s good…” Jiao Yuyin’s voice was broken. “I won’t touch you now… don’t be afraid.”

Lu Yu completely lost her sense of time; she didn't know how long the kiss lasted.

But it seems like it should be a very long kiss.

After a long, drawn-out kiss, Lu Yu stared at Jiao Yuyin's lower lip, where a bead of blood had seeped. The scene was both eerie and sweet.

Lu Yu pursed her burning lips, listening to Jiao Yuyin's languid and sexy voice.

"You've learned how to breathe this time; next time I'll teach you—"

"Release your little tiger teeth."