Wei Zhi held her face, smacked her lips, and ate the last White Rabbit milk candy with a numb expression - how to say it, she didn't taste the milk candy at all until the end, her mouth and nostrils were filled with the scent of her boyfriend, which was fragrant.
It’s more fragrant than White Rabbit candy.
As the time approaches noon, more and more people come to the gym. There are one or two people in front of each machine... Some are concentrating on lifting weights, while some young women are looking over here like bees following the scent of honey. They do a push-up and glance over here -
It makes it seem as if looking this way is also a part of the natural standard of force.
But Weizhi understood them.
At this moment, Shan Chong took off his shirt and was naked, with the sunlight shining in from outside, as if to let people see more clearly how the sweat on his body rolled over his chest muscles that were bulging due to congestion...
Because of the muscles and sweat, the scar on the man’s back from surgery suddenly changed from a melodrama to something very social. The end of the scar was hidden in his pants. Countless eyes followed the crystal beads of sweat, which rolled over the scar, rolled into his pants waist, and disappeared into the shadows.
It's definitely not money that keeps love fresh.
You can never buy all the luxury goods, but you can’t eat diamonds and gold. From the age of ten to eighty, a woman’s girlish heart can last forever…
It beats madly just for the handsome man.
Wei Zhi sat beside her with her chin supported by one hand, watching the man finish a set of leg exercises, put down the equipment, and his long legs fell to the ground with a slight "thump" sound. He stood up and walked towards her.
Wei Zhi touched the bottle of mineral water next to her and handed it to him. Amid the astonished and envious looks from the people around her, the man naturally took the mineral water and drank most of the bottle.
"Slow down," she said. "Don't snort."
The gazes on her were as hot as X-rays, but she felt that the honor of walking the opening show on the Victoria's Secret stage with Hermès Himalaya Birkin was nothing more than that...
When she was in school, a girl who was in love with the school hunk would pass a towel to her boyfriend at the school sports meet, which would make a bunch of people angry. Seven or eight years later, she did it.
And I immediately understood what the girl was thinking at that time——
Of course it is, it's cool.
The corners of her lips curled up, but she said nothing.
At this time, the sweaty man squatted next to her, his hands naturally resting on his knees, his fingertips dripping with water... Slightly lower than her, he tilted his head slightly to look at her and asked, "Should I put on my clothes?"
"What's wrong?"
"How many people have you looked at while you were sitting on the chair with your eyes rolling around?" Shan Chong looked at her and said with a hint of smile, "I'm afraid you'll get jealous and use this as an excuse to cause trouble for me."
"Am I that kind of person?"
In order to show her tolerance and generosity, the girl even took the initiative to wipe his face with the towel he brought with him, "If they want to see, let them see--"
He raised an eyebrow.
"Anyway, you can see it, but you can't touch it."
She finished her words slowly, poked the bulging muscles on his arm, and said in a voice that was cute yet overbearing: "This is mine."
She pointed at his abdominal muscles again, "This one is mine, too."
Her fingertips hesitated for a few seconds, probably thinking about the next part to declare sovereignty, but before she could finish her words, her fingers were grabbed by the man's warm palm...
He pulled her a little, pressed her finger and pointed it under her abdominal muscles: "What are you still hesitating about? Don't you want this?"
Weizhi: “…”
The man pulled her fingertips to his lips and gave her a rough kiss on her nails. He spoke in a hoarse voice and said slowly, "You have to accept it even if you don't want it. It likes you very much."
Weizhi: “…”
Shan Chong: "They are all yours, I promise."
After saying this he stood up.
The person who was originally shorter than her suddenly stood taller, and the shadow he cast enveloped her. The hot air enveloped her, covering her nose and face.
The man lowered his head and asked her why she didn't speak.
Weizhi's mind was filled with "Ahhhhhhhh fuck". What was he saying? Ask him what medicine he took wrong today?
Shan Chong saw that she looked at him blankly with her eyes flickering. Without saying anything, he just curled his lips, scratched the tip of her nose with his bent fingertips, and said calmly, "Let's go back."
Wei Zhi looked up at the clock. It was twelve o'clock noon. They had been in the gym for almost three hours...So those who say skiing can help you lose weight are all lying. She said she got up early and went skiing late every day in Chongli and Xinjiang but didn't lose a pound. How come these people have such good figures? It seems they are working overtime in the gym.
Is this cheating?
While she was thinking, Shan Chong bent down and picked up the mineral water bottle. After thinking for a while, he straightened up and looked at her with his head half sideways: "I'm sweating all over. I'll go wash it off. Will you wait for me here?"
Wei Zhi said "Oh" and didn't think there was anything wrong, so he said obediently, "Hurry up, I'm hungry."
The man nodded, said "OK" in a good-tempered manner, and turned to go into the locker room.
After Shan Chong left, Wei Zhi sat on the chair next to her and swung her legs. Suddenly, she kicked something. She said "Oh" and leaned on the edge of the chair to look down. She saw Shan Chong's T-shirt at her feet...
The T-shirt was clean; he took it off just now because he started sweating.
I don't know when it fell under the chair.
Why is this person so forgetful?
She looked inside the gym and saw that there were not many men there. There were only young ladies there at the moment. She didn't know if there was anyone in the men's locker room behind her. She hesitated for three seconds holding her shirt.
At this time, the cleaning lady passed by and saw Wei Zhi standing at the door. She asked her what was wrong. The girl said awkwardly, "My boyfriend's clothes were left outside... So, um, can I come in?"
"I just finished cleaning the bathroom, and there's no one inside. Male members usually come after work in the afternoon, and there are more girls like you in the morning," the cleaning lady said calmly, "You can go in."
After getting approval, Wei Zhi turned around and went in.
The locker room was quite large and indeed empty. She looked around for a while and saw the bottle of mineral water, jacket and sweatpants left by Shan Chong casually thrown there on a chair.
Following the sound of running water, she found the last cubicle. She looked up at the steam from across the misty bathroom, and called out "Brother Chong" in a cat-like voice from outside. The sound of running water stopped, and she asked, "How did you get in?"
"Your T-shirt was left outside and I was afraid you would need to wear it later."
"You have to wear it. Hang it on the door handle."
Weizhi did as he was told, and then stared at the completely blurry black shadow on the glass screen door: "Then I'll go out. It's too hot in here."
The person inside was silent for a while and then said "wait a minute".
Wei Zhi retracted his steps.
Shan Chong: "Now that you are here, pass me the towel I threw on the chair."
Wei Zhi looked back and saw that next to the mineral water bottle was the towel he had just used to wipe his sweat. He walked over and twisted it with two fingers. The double mark was very thorough——
Sweat is sexy on my boyfriend's body.
But it is not necessary on towels.
Twisting the towel, she returned to the bathroom and knocked on the door: "Here it comes."
With a puff of steam blowing towards me, the bathroom door opened.
The soaking wet man leaned out half of his body. He was wrapped in a bath towel from the waist down, and his hair was also wet. His black hair hung down because of the wetness, which made him look much more docile than usual...
Because she had just used the machine, her body muscles had not yet completely relaxed, and her mermaid line was clearly visible.
He reached out to grab the towel, but failed because the little girl raised her hand and the edge of the towel just passed through his fingertips.
Shan Chong raised his eyebrows slightly.
Standing outside the bathroom door, the little girl holding his towel blinked, like a little animal that had just woken up, her black almond eyes full of suspicion: "Did you do this on purpose?"
He glanced at her nonchalantly: "What do you mean?"
Wei Zhi picked up the towel in his hand and thought about it, as if he was thinking about where to start. After a moment, he pointed to the T-shirt outside and said, "That one, you left it outside on purpose."
“…”
“…”
In the reflection of her dark pupils, the man smiled at her.
…
Wei Zhi didn't know how the matter had turned out like this.
She remembered the time when she was squatting outside the bathroom and accidentally saw the heroine taking a shower after morning exercise, but the heroine just took a look and left, and did not rush in to do anything uncivilized to the hero...
So why did she, as the author, suffer retribution?
The steam in the bathroom has not yet dissipated.
It was frozen on her eyelashes, a wet patch, and no one knew if it was because the temperature inside was too hot or for some other reason, but the little girl's cheeks were rosy and her lips were a completely blooming rose color with a little bit of moisture.
She was out of breath.
She struggled restlessly in the man's arms like a fish, but didn't dare to make too much noise and attract others. She struggled to break free from his control and put her hand on the door handle of the shower cubicle: "I'm going out."
Before the door handle even warmed up to the touch, the man pulled it down: "What are you doing?"
His tone was so righteous that Wei Zhi was completely confused.
At this moment, the two of them were squeezed into the small shower cubicle, and she could rub her nose against his chest with just a slight movement.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Fuck you.
Wei Zhi never expected that there would be such a thrilling moment in her life. Her heart was about to burst through the ceiling of the gym. With a wooden face and lowered her head, she watched the man pull her hand and put it on his waist.
She moved her eyes upwards, past his chest, past his clearly curved jaw, past the tip of his high nose, and looked at him in confusion.
The man kissed her nose as a reward: "Keep your promise. You came all the way to Guangzhou, how can you just touch my abdominal muscles?"
"..." Weizhi was silent for a moment, "Yes."
"cannot."
"That's all it takes."
"no."
His tone faded.
Weizhi's hair was almost standing up, and she pursed her lips and looked at him a little aggrieved, meaning, why are you so fucking difficult to please? I already told you I don't want to touch you anymore!
His eyes were dark, like a kitten that was full but was still being forced to sit next to the food bowl by its owner. It wanted to chase the owner away but didn't dare, and it wanted to leave but couldn't.
The man's Adam's apple rolled. He had just lifted the iron, and his muscles still remembered it. He easily picked her up and let her sit on his arms like a child, with her back against the wall inside the bathroom.
The water droplets on the wall splashed all over Weizhi.
He reached out his hand expressionlessly, moved the shower head in the bathroom towards the door, and then turned on the water - mist immediately spread out, and the water washed the bathroom door. Nothing could be seen or heard from the outside.
Wei Zhi didn't know where he got such wisdom.
He unbuttoned the first button on her shirt with his fingertips. Her heart tightened suddenly. She put her hands on his shoulders, lowered her head and looked at him nervously, sobbing in fear.
He raised his head and kissed the corners of her red eyes. His voice was firm and cruel: "I'll teach you a lesson. When you want a man to stop——"
He held her lips, "Don't look at him like that."
…
The temperature in the shower cubicle seemed to be rising continuously, and the steam made people's brains seem to boil along with it after the boiling point was lowered.
The sound of splashing water covered everything.
Someone walked in, their footsteps were muted, and they chatted about what equipment the gym had bought this month, and how the gym next door had closed down, so they could get a batch of cheap rowing machines from them...
Probably the gym staff.
"Gym business is not doing well these days—"
"Tell me which business is good. Several houses next door to us have been sold. Some are even worse, and are being foreclosed... Oh."
"Yes, there aren't many gyms left that can take over those boat rowing machines. Go ask them if they can negotiate the price... Where's that water sound coming from?"
Weizhi sat on the small step in the bathroom, which was originally used for people to put their changing baskets and toiletries, but now these things were scattered all over the floor.
She bit the back of her hand hard to prevent any sound from coming out.
When she heard the conversation outside, she was so frightened that her eyes, which were already red, turned redder. She didn't know if it was steam or tears that blurred her eyes.
Fortunately, the sound of water from the shower covered everything.
"Is there anyone taking a shower here so early?"
"Maybe he really came to take a bath."
“Ahahahahaha!”
The two people who were discussing outside how to take advantage of the gym next door and why their members came to the gym so early, probably talked for a lifetime and finally left.
The originally tense person suddenly relaxed, and she raised her hand and pulled the man's hair as if to vent her anger.
The latter was pulled so hard that it hurt, so he slowly raised his head. His usually cold face still didn't show much expression...
It's like standing high above next to the taking-off platform of Big Air, with his hands behind his back, asking the hesitant people below, "Are you going to go up or not?"
He quickly pressed the water on his lips with the tip of his tongue.
"Um?"
The man's voice was low and he asked a question from his throat.
The little girl, who was pinned to the wall by him, sobbed and buried her burning face in his neck.
He smiled, slowly took off the small piece of cloth hanging on her ankle, and put it next to his own clothes.
Then he reached out and turned off the water in the shower.
Finally, he lifted her up from the table and put her on the ground.
The man bent down with unprecedented patience and adjusted the hem of her skirt. His slender fingertips smoothed out the wrinkles on the hem and flicked off the water droplets on it.
Weizhi thought of the time when they were at the ski resort, and they had a big fight over whether or not the ski pants should cover the ski boots. In the end, the man couldn't stand it anymore and bent down to pull down the pants she had put inside the ski boots to cover the ski boots.
Just like now.
She moved her feet.
The man grabbed her wrist and moved over to kiss her.
She hummed and turned away. He paused, not angry at all. He just looked at her with amusement and pinched her face: "Why are you hiding? It's your own stuff."
Weizhi glared at him, pushed him away with unprecedented courage, and walked out.
This time the man did not hold her back. He leaned against the door and watched her walk out. He took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the mist from the steam on her face, as well as the water droplets on her body and back.
As she was wiping, she suddenly turned and looked at him.
Shan Chong did not move.
The little girl threw the tissue away, was silent for a moment, and said, "I'm hungry, can you hurry up?"
…………………………It was the kind of tone that forced time to go back twenty minutes to when she was standing outside the bathroom door with a towel in her hand. She had never been in and nothing had happened just now.
Shan Chong sneered.
Her face quickly became hot and red, and she stamped her feet: "I'm out!"
After thinking for a while, she seemed to remember something and reached out to him: "Nei, Nei - what is it! Give it back to me!"
"No." The man glanced at her lazily, "Just keep it as a souvenir."
As her eyes gradually widened in absurdity, he closed the bathroom door without hesitation, turned on the shower again, and this time he really went to take a shower.