Be responsible for me
Liu Jianchun was dizzy from the kiss and her body was limp. If he wanted to do something at this time, she would definitely not be able to resist.
He hugged her tightly, with such strength that he almost rubbed her into his body, which made her uncomfortable and even painful. But surprisingly, she did not feel pain, but instead felt waves of excitement in her heart.
As if expecting something.
He kissed her passionately, holding her hand and caressing his magnificent chest. His rising body temperature could be felt even through his clothes.
She couldn't believe that a hot-blooded young man could be more patient than her...
But he just endured it.
After a long time, he gasped and let go of her hands. His hands, which had been caressing her back unscrupulously just now, suddenly withdrew, making him not know where to put them. He paused in the air for a moment and could only shrink back to his side awkwardly.
However, Liu Jianchun had no time to laugh at him.
Her sanity only reconnected the moment she separated from him. She sat back in her seat woodenly, her mind still full of the dirty garbage she had just imagined. It would have been fine if it was just dirty, but it was all unrealized.
A feeling of shame surged in her heart, making her feel ashamed.
She felt she was even more anxious than him, a man. At least he could brake in time, but the moment he kissed her, she was ready to close her eyes and throw herself into the sea of desire—a sin, a heinous crime! She was the elder, supposed to be mature and calm, in control of the pace of development. How could she just indulge herself?
But is it really all her fault that things have developed to this point?
It's not that she didn't try to take control, but he never gave her the chance to take charge. Every time she tried to move forward, he would retreat, and when she was about to give up, he would pursue her relentlessly, making her dizzy.
She had only ever been in one relationship, and that was with Xie Yu. She had always chased him, and he flirted with her even though he didn't want to marry her. She knew how to adjust to a partner who was hot and cold, and how to heal after a breakup, but she didn't know how to deal with someone who liked her.
She quickly found an excuse to relieve her embarrassment. Just as she was about to wipe her face and pretend to forget everything that had happened, she heard Jian Zhaonan suddenly say, "Senior Sister, this is my first kiss."
She was stunned when she heard this. She had always thought that after having sex with someone, she would weigh the pros and cons and choose to accept the other person or refuse responsibility. As for who she would be responsible for, she had never considered it.
She bit her lip: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"Just that?"
She looked at him helplessly: "What else do you want? Whatever you need, as long as I can do it, I will agree to it." She did not lie. If he really felt at a disadvantage, she could make it up to him, but she really couldn't think of anything else that she was indispensable to.
"I want to move in with you."
Her heart sank, and she opened her mouth but couldn't say anything. There was really no vacant bed in her place for a grown man, unless he was willing to share a dormitory with the other little boys - but it was obvious that he wouldn't agree.
He seemed to have recovered from the awkwardness of the passionate kiss. Not only could he look her in the eye, but he could also speak righteously and sternly: "I can move over and help you take care of him. After all, he is my brother. It is my responsibility to take care of him, not you."
She quickly agreed with him and said, "If you can accept him, why not bring him home? My place is not very spacious..." As she was speaking, she glanced at him inadvertently, and saw that his eyes, which were originally full of smiles, suddenly became cold.
Did she say something wrong again?
She knew her emotional intelligence wasn't high. Whether it was love or hate, she just said whatever came to her mind, her passion running wild, even if it meant a one-night stand. As Xie Yu had said, she'd already lost her most precious first time, so what difference did the second, third... make? Honestly, if she were asked to reminisce, she wouldn't even consider the first time anything special. If she had to say it was special, it might have been particularly humiliating, particularly painful, or particularly disappointing, but nothing particularly worth lingering on.
But Jian Zhaonan always played a straight ball and then went in a big circle, which made her confused and even became extremely cautious, fearing that she had misunderstood something again.
He didn't say anything either, just looked at her with a slightly sad look.
She broke down and said, "Is this not okay? If it's not okay, just say it directly and don't keep me guessing, okay?"
"It's not impossible, but you have to move in with me. You promised to be my assistant before, so of course the closer you live to me the better." He smiled as if he had succeeded, but because of his handsome appearance, even with a sly smile, he looked righteous and it was hard to hate him.
She was completely helpless. Whatever he said was the truth. Even if it meant moving into her room to live with her, she would consider accepting it - as long as he didn't stop her from opening a gym. Otherwise, he could do whatever he wanted.
What's more, if he moved in, it would only benefit her coaching career and not harm her.
She gave him the decision-making power. It was impossible for her to move to another place. As for whether he wanted to come or not, it was up to him.
After returning home, Liu Jianchun calmed down and reviewed everything that happened all night. She felt like it was a dream. She was skeptical about every word Jian Zhaonan said, but he dispelled her doubts with practical actions the next day.
He really packed his bags and moved to her gym.
He didn't live in the same house with a bunch of kids, nor did he force her to move into cohabitation. Instead, he cleaned out her storage room and built a makeshift bed.
The environment was so bad that she felt distressed. She tried to get him a room in the hotel next door, but he flatly refused. It was obvious that this guy wanted to stay there and he was willing to torture himself to get her to agree.
Why bother?
In fact, he didn't need to actually move in. She felt guilty just watching him sitting in her utility room packing his luggage.
The night Jian Zhaonan moved in, everyone else stayed in their dormitories, not daring to go out. Although they wanted to go and say hello to the famous star, they were afraid of being scolded by their coach for disturbing him, so they didn't even dare to go to the bathroom and could only peek through the crack in the door.
This is especially true for Xuanyueduo.
He is not familiar with his brother at all. If his closest relative was not missing, he would not regard his brother as a life-saving straw.
He lived in the same room with Dalin. Dalin, relying on his conversation with Jian Zhaonan, seemed bolder than the others. He took the initiative to instigate many things but to no avail. Finally, he strode towards the utility room alone in full view of everyone.
In the room, Jian Zhaonan was sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to the door, gluing rubber to his racket.
Dalin was so scared when he saw Jian Zhaonan that he was speechless when he just turned around and glanced at him.
"Is there anything wrong?" Jian Zhaonan put a sponge coated with glue aside and looked up at him.
Dalin thought about the bets made by the other roommates, swallowed, closed the door, and leaned against it, standing still as if he was being punished: "I have something I want to ask you, but you can't tell our coach."
He put down what he was holding: "I need to hear what this matter is first."
Dalin pursed his lips and said, "If you don't agree, I won't ask anymore."
"Okay." He lowered his head and continued applying glue to another sponge. "I don't accept any threats. If you don't want to talk about it, forget it."
"I want to... I want to say it!" Dalin quietly clenched his fists and encouraged himself, "Do you like our coach?"
"Yes." He said it lightly, not listening seriously.
He answered promptly and without hesitation, so quickly that Dalin was stunned for a few seconds.
Dalin had already made up his mind and prepared a series of evidence he had observed to shut up Jian Zhaonan's sophistry.
He felt that Jian Zhaonan was a reasonable senior. Even if he flatly denied it for the sake of face, he could still argue with him for a few rounds. As long as his analysis was reasonable and well-founded, Jian Zhaonan could not blame him and could only smile shyly...
Unexpectedly, he admitted it so directly.
Jian Zhaonan looked at him calmly: "What else do you want to ask?"
"That's it..." Dalin's brain crashed, and it would take several seconds to restart.
"If you're done, go back to sleep." After saying that, he put down the sponge in his hand and sorted out the glue and cleaned up the garbage in an orderly manner.
Dalin looked at the nonchalant expression of the person in front of him when he rejected someone, and felt that he had seen it on his coach as well.
He quickly sat down next to Jian Zhaonan: "Brother Nan, does she have something on you? Otherwise, why does she have to be the only one who can do that?"
Jian Zhaonan frowned: "To like someone, do you have to have something on them? Don't you think she's cute?"
Dalin's mouth twitched unnaturally: "Cute..."
"Especially when you are being morally kidnapped."
There was no change in Jian Zhaonan's expression or tone, but Dalin felt that the person in front of him had been possessed by another spirit, and was completely different from the gentleman he had in mind.
He picked up the baseboard to check if the glue had dried completely, and continued, "She always holds herself to very high moral standards. She would rather be wronged by the world than let anyone down. The best way to bully someone like her is to use moral coercion to make her feel guilty."
Dalin couldn't believe it. "You gave up your luxury hotel to sleep on a camp bed here just to make her feel uncomfortable? Damn, you're really sacrificing."
Jian Zhaonan touched the tip of his nose and smiled awkwardly.
Never mind, it was fine if he understood it that way. It sounded better than telling him that he'd been so persistent and persistent chasing her because he was jealous of Xie Yu. Ever since he'd learned that Liu Jianchun was about to move into Xie Yu's friend's gym, he'd been unable to eat or sleep. He couldn't feel comfortable unless he had this guy right in front of him. And just in time, she'd stopped his car, giving him a chance to throw a tantrum.
Liu Jianchun is his obsession, and Xie Yu is his inner demon. He may not be able to get his senior sister, but he absolutely cannot get back together with Xie Yu.
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