Chapter 42
◎Seduction is not allowed. Cheating is not allowed.◎
Yang Xueyi didn't dare to think about last night at all. Once she started like this, she always felt that it was another form of broad-day sexual intimacy.
So he simply changed the subject and invited Ying Yun to play flag football.
"They're all familiar people. I used to play basketball with them for a while. It's more fun with more people. Do you want to go with me tonight? You can also invite one of your friends."
Fortunately, what made Yang Xueyi relieved was that Ying Yun did not refuse.
Yang Xueyi took a leave in the morning because she accompanied Ying Yun to meet Lawyer Wu. After having lunch at home, she rushed back to the company in the afternoon to make up for the morning's workload.
When she arrived at the agreed stadium in the evening, Yang Xueyi found out that Ying Yun brought Dr. Yu Shi, whom she almost got an appointment with.
As soon as he saw Yang Xueyi, he looked like he had seen her before. He almost immediately turned around and questioned Ying Yun, "Didn't you say she wasn't your girlfriend? Did you recognize the wrong person? Why did you ask to play basketball together?"
Ying Yun raised his eyelids, but before he could respond, Yang Xueyi heard Qiao Qianqian's carefree voice——
"Xiaoxue! I'm here!"
Now, Yu Shi seemed to have received a new shock. He stared at Yang Xueyi in surprise and shock and repeated, "Xiaoxue? You are Xiaoxue? Xiaoxue who speaks French?"
He looked at Yang Xueyi's face and pondered for a moment, then shook his head and gave a negative answer as if asking himself, "Probably not. It's not necessary for someone like you. It's definitely not you. Xiaoxue is a relatively common name."
Why is Xiaoxue able to speak French? Yang Xueyi only knows English and Japanese.
She was a little slow to react, but soon Yang Xueyi didn't bother to ask any further questions, because following Qiao Qianqian's voice, she saw clearly who was following Qiao Qianqian.
That was the girl who was so intimate and familiar with Ying Yun outside the court.
The other party also saw Yang Xueyi, and then probably saw Ying Yun behind Yang Xueyi, and was stunned.
Qiao Qianqian was quite oblivious and didn't suspect anything. She simply introduced them: "This is my new assistant and apprentice, Meng Chengyun."
It turns out her name is Meng Chengyun.
Looking closer, Meng Chengyun is even more attractive, with good skin and fluffy, black, shiny hair. It is obvious that she comes from a wealthy family, so she takes good care of her hair. She is wearing sportswear at the moment, which makes her look even more sunny and youthful.
Whenever Yang Xueyi thought of the intimate physical interactions between Ying Yun and her, she felt a subtle discomfort in her heart. She remembered that they were all human beings, and the other person could be introduced to friends by Ying Yun without any hesitation, but she felt like a shameful part of Ying Yun's life, and she felt uncomfortable.
But this time, unexpectedly, Ying Yun changed his usual behavior and did not introduce Meng Chengyun generously.
He didn't even take the initiative to greet Meng Chengyun. Instead, he picked up his phone and lowered his head as if to send a message. It was obvious that he didn't want to recognize Meng Chengyun in front of everyone.
This kind of situation, where one is obviously familiar with something but has to pretend to be unfamiliar in front of others, made Yang Xueyi's already delicate mood even more delicate.
If you are really close friends of the opposite sex, just introduce them openly.
Seeing them being so secretive and hiding makes me feel that there is something fishy going on between them and that there is a lot of ambiguity.
Yang Xueyi secretly observed that although Ying Yun looked calm, he still looked a little embarrassed.
Therefore, Yang Xueyi reasonably believed that the message sent by Ying Yun was most likely fake, and that he was really using this fake action to cover up his turbulent inner emotions.
But details can't lie. When Ying Yun saw Meng Chengyun opposite him, surprise flashed across his face for the first moment, and then he felt a little uncomfortable. He probably didn't expect to meet the other party in such an occasion, and he hadn't thought about how to deal with the emotions. Ying Yun used a stern face to build a protective dam for himself, and used an expressionless face to hide his inner fluctuations.
Seeing him like this, Yang Xueyi felt an alarm going off in her heart - there must be something wrong between these two people!!!
Unfortunately, the insensitive Qiao Qianqian didn't feel the subtle atmosphere at all, and just went ahead and introduced the few people -
"This is Ying Yun, an orthopedic surgeon. He's currently Yang Xueyi's tenant and a friend she's known for many years."
I don’t know if it was a tacit understanding, but Meng Chengyun and Ying Yun tacitly pretended not to know each other.
However, when Meng Chengyun heard Qiao Qianqian say that Ying Yun and Yang Xueyi rented a house together, his eyes widened slightly, as if he couldn't believe it. Yu Shi also had a look of shock.
Only Ying Yun pursed his lips tightly and remained silent, but there was a rare look of embarrassment on his face.
Yang Xueyi sneered in her heart. With their reaction like this, there was nothing Yang Xueyi could not guess.
Most likely, Ying Yun never revealed that he was sharing the apartment with her.
After all, sharing a house with me would not only make me look down and out, but it would also be easy for others to misunderstand that I have some subtle relationship with Yang Xueyi.
She strongly suspected that there was something ambiguous between Ying Yun and Meng Chengyun.
However, Meng Chengyun is indeed very likable. She is lively and polite, and calls Qiao Qianqian "Master" very obediently. Not to mention that Ying Yun and Qiao Qianqian like her, even Yang Xueyi can't dislike her.
If the opposite sex that Ying Yun had a close relationship with was a bad person, she could still secretly criticize Ying Yun for being blind, but looking at Meng Chengyun in front of her, Yang Xueyi also knew that Ying Yun had good vision and Meng Chengyun was a good person, which made Yang Xueyi feel even more jealous.
Fortunately, Qiao Qianqian's other friends arrived soon. Some of the boys had played several flag football games with Yang Xueyi before and were quite familiar with her. They greeted Yang Xueyi one by one with a smile.
Looking at Ying Yun again, his expression was quite bright when he came just now. I don’t know if it was the appearance of Meng Chengyun that made his mood fluctuate and become out of control. Yang Xueyi turned her head to look at him again, and found that his expression had become not so good at some point. But he probably couldn’t bear to stare at Meng Chengyun, and was even more afraid that staring at Meng Chengyun would reveal his emotions, so he just stared at Yang Xueyi with a bad expression and a cold face.
It must be a vent of anger.
He didn't dare to be angry with Meng Chengyun, so he lost his temper with Yang Xueyi. Anyway, in the past ten years, he had been able to remain cold and polite to others, but Ying Yun always seemed to be unable to deal with Yang Xueyi.
Now that the situation has changed and life has changed drastically, Ying Yun is not so particular anymore, but if he becomes rich again one day, he might return to his previous condescending attitude towards Yang Xueyi.
Yang Xueyi was a little unhappy, but fortunately, after everyone gathered, they began to draw lots to form teams. The upcoming competition finally successfully distracted Yang Xueyi.
It was quite a coincidence that Yang Xueyi was in a team with a few boys, while Ying Yun was in a team with Meng Chengyun, Qiao Qianqian, Yu Shi and a few girls.
Yang Xueyi's team has many boys, and they are all veterans of playing flag football. However, there are only two boys in Ying Yun's team. Although Yu Shi understands the rules of flag football, he is only a semi-novice. In the end, Ying Yun is the only one who can take the lead.
Before the game even started, some boys on Yang Xueyi's team were already feeling their team's victory was unfair. They suggested to Yingyun, "Do you want to redraw the lots? There are too few men on your team. The two teams are a bit too unbalanced."
"That's right, this way we're sure to win."
But unexpectedly, Ying Yun didn't go down the stairs. Perhaps he was too eager to show off in front of Meng Chengyun. He glanced at Yang Xueyi, curled his lips at the boy who made the suggestion, and smiled: "It's not certain that you will win."
Ying Yun's voice was low but firm: "No need to change players." He looked at Yang Xueyi, "It's a bit too early for your team to figure out what they want to eat now."
Why is it too early?
Yang Xueyi’s team must be the winner!
She was flirting with Meng Chengyun, and I don't know what shameful intentions she had. She pretended not to know him on the surface, but who knows if she was secretly plotting something in private. Now, wasn't she just trying to show off her prowess in front of others?
You wish.
Yang Xueyi had always played flag football just for participation, but this time she was rarely aroused by the desire to fight - she absolutely did not want Ying Yun to win.
In fact, this kind of amateur flag football hobby sport has very informal matches, and even the rules of the game are not strictly based on the official competition system. But from the beginning of this game, Yang Xueyi took the lead and was serious and focused.
She and her male teammates had cooperated several times and had a good understanding of each other. On the contrary, Ying Yun's team still needed some time to get used to each other. Therefore, at the beginning, Yang Xueyi's team took the lead, tore off Ying Yun's team's waist flags several times, and was far ahead in the score.
However, Ying Yun soon found out the situation of everyone in the team. He began to command and plan tactics. After a few fake moves, the boy with the ball in Yang Xueyi's team was caught off guard and had his waist flag torn off.
Although he is a doctor, Ying Yun's explosive power is no less than that of an athlete, and his running speed is far beyond the reach of several boys in Yang Xueyi's team.
In addition to waving the flag, once it was Ying Yun's team's turn to defend, he could always accurately disrupt the pass or intercept the pass, and defend the team tightly and without leaks. Although the performances of the other players on his team were indeed average, Ying Yun alone showed the style of being able to defeat a hundred people alone.
Unconsciously, the score that Yang Xueyi's team was originally far ahead of had gradually been caught up, and the gap was no longer so big.
Several male players who thought they were sure to win before the game also became fully prepared, no longer daring to underestimate the enemy, and began to keep a close eye on Ying Yun.
On the field, Meng Chengyun was running with the ball with great enthusiasm. She really didn't lie. She claimed that she could play flag football not to please her new boss Qiao Qianqian, but she really played well. Yang Xueyi and several boys on the same team were about to approach her when they saw her wave her arm and throw the ball into the distance.
Meng Chengyun did not choose to pass the ball to Qiao Qianqian who was closer to her.
The football traced a perfect parabola in the air.
At the other end, Ying Yun jumped high, his limbs were long and slender and full of strength, the roots of his hair were a little sweaty, and as he jumped, the ends of his hair lifted slightly in the night breeze.
At this moment, Ying Yun's cold temperament receded like the morning mist on the mountain, and was replaced by a swagger and sharpness full of vigorous vitality.
Although she tried hard to control herself, at this moment, Yang Xueyi's dopamine and adrenaline briefly followed Ying Yun's escape for a second, and she could hear the sound of her heart beating rapidly in her chest.
Ying Yun is really handsome.
Compared to the white coat, the simple sportswear can hardly hide his good figure. Coupled with his handsome face with a slight smile after receiving the ball, it is so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off him. No wonder he always attracts all kinds of admirers when he is in school.
At this moment, Yang Xueyi was almost instantly certain that he and Meng Chengyun must have played flag football together before, because their tacit understanding was obviously not something that could be developed in just half a game.
Thinking of the tacit look of confidence and approval that Ying Yun gave Meng Chengyun after receiving the ball, Yang Xueyi felt that her jealousy was like the excessively soaked wood ears her mother had soaked during the Chinese New Year, filling up the entire basin regardless of anything else and scrambling to expand outwards.
So angry!
It was as if nothing had changed. It was just like ten years ago, when Ying Yun was playing basketball at an expensive private international school.
He always seems to be the focus of everyone, and he seems to be unable to be content with mediocrity.
At this moment on the court, Ying Yun received the ball.
He was still as comfortable as ever, holding the ball with one hand, using the cover and blocking of the rest of the team members, and moving nimbly and nimbly to get rid of the pursuit and blockade of several boys from Yang Xueyi's team.
After advancing the ball across half court, he successfully advanced the ball into the end zone, thus catching up with the score a little bit.
Yang Xueyi always knew that Ying Yun was good at sports, but she didn't expect him to work so hard this time. It was just an informal game for fun, but he actually gave it his all - in order to show himself in front of Meng Chengyun, Ying Yun really spared no effort.
However reluctant and unwilling they were, the score was quickly caught up. With ten minutes left in the game, the two teams were tied.
It was now Yang Xueyi's team's turn to attack with the ball, but unfortunately Ying Yun was determined to win. The boys on Yang Xueyi's side were running as hard as they could, but Ying Yun was faster and the distance between them was shrinking.
Fortunately, Yang Xueyi and the opponent had already had a tacit understanding. The opponent made a fake move and passed the ball directly to Yang Xueyi.
There are seven minutes left in the game.
Yang Xueyi jumped up and took the ball, and while Ying Yun was still some distance away from her, she ran forward with all her might.
No one on Ying Yun's team had expected Yang Xueyi's team to pass the crucial ball to her. They were all busy defending those boys, so Yang Xueyi was left unguarded. Although Ying Yun had already started running towards her, if he had just been a little faster...
Yang Xueyi ran desperately, and the wind made a whistling sound in her ears.
She doesn't want Ying Yun to win.
However, Ying Yun obviously did the opposite of what Yang Xueyi expected. Soon, Yang Xueyi was caught up by him. Even though she tried hard to dodge with tactics, Yang Xueyi was no match for Ying Yun at all, and her flag was still torn off by Ying Yun.
Yang Xueyi didn't know what was wrong with her. At this moment, her competitive spirit was suddenly thrown to the back of her mind. She reached out and grabbed the tail of the waist flag that Ying Yun had pulled away, refusing to let go and even wanted to pull the waist flag back to cheat.
However, something unexpected happened at this moment. Yang Xueyi turned around to grab the waist flag, and the amplitude of her movement was so large that she did not pay attention to balancing her center of gravity and was about to fall.
Fortunately, Ying Yun still had a conscience and was not only concerned with Meng Chengyun and his victory. The moment Yang Xueyi was about to fall down, Ying Yun's face froze for a moment, and what replaced it was not the desire to win, but worry.
But perhaps because Yang Xueyi was still holding on to the torn waist flag tightly, Ying Yun's face turned ugly.
Yang Xueyi heard him calling her name in a low voice, his tone was annoyed and a little helpless.
In short, Ying Yun's good upbringing allowed him to reach out and grab Yang Xueyi, with such force that he almost held her in his arms. As a result, the center of gravity suddenly shifted, and Yang Xueyi fell towards Ying Yun. Under the huge impact, Ying Yun fell backwards.
The pain Yang Xueyi had expected did not come. Instead, she felt Ying Yun's warm chest and the muffled groan of his back hitting the playing field.
Ying Yun protected Yang Xueyi tightly.
Yang Xueyi leaned on his chest, the scent of Ying Yun lingering on her nose, and she could clearly hear Ying Yun's abnormally fast heartbeat due to the intense exercise.
Yang Xueyi's heart was beating just as fast, and she was glad that she could attribute it all to exercise.
Because of Yang Xueyi's unexpected ball-holding tactics, the other players on Ying Yun's team were caught off guard and had no time to catch up. Even if Yang Xueyi and Ying Yun fell, the others would not have time to catch up.
There was still one minute left in the game, but Ying Yun had already won. He had just torn off Yang Xueyi's waist flag.
But Yang Xueyi could not accept this ending no matter what.
Before everyone else arrived, she made a bold decision.
She put her hand on Ying Yun's leg and began to caress Ying Yun's thigh.
Then Yang Xueyi reached her hand inside along the edge of his loose shorts.
There is a law that says that when a girl puts her hand on a boy's thigh, the boy's rationality and IQ will drop sharply by 70%. If she makes unreasonable requests at this time, the chance of the other party agreeing will increase by 99%.
As a result of her actions, Ying Yun's leg muscles tensed up as if under stress.
"Yang Xueyi!"
He called Yang Xueyi's name again. Yang Xueyi felt that his rationality must have indeed declined because Ying Yun did not push her away.
Ying Yun's voice was husky and sexy, as if he was shocked by Yang Xueyi's behavior. Ying Yun stared at Yang Xueyi's face, his voice slightly raised, with a hint of reprimand: "What are you doing?"
Yang Xueyi moved closer to Ying Yun and lowered her voice. Although her hands were clearly playing tricks on her, her tone was deliberately innocent: "Ying Yun, you've been sweating a lot. Let me wipe it off for you."
At this moment, she was held in Ying Yun's arms and pressed on Ying Yun. Just as she was about to continue making trouble, Ying Yun grabbed her and pulled her out.
He called out "Yang Xueyi" again, with a hint of annoyance, completely losing his composure.
Sometimes Yang Xueyi felt that she was quite bad, as if she was addicted to teasing Ying Yun's emotions and watching him break down.
One of Yang Xueyi's hands was fixed by Ying Yun, while the other hand was still pulling at the waist flag that Ying Yun had pulled away.
She would rather die than let Ying Yun win, so she completely gave up the idea of fair and just competition, bent down, and began to peck and kiss Ying Yun's lips, licking his lower lip like a puppy. Then, taking advantage of Ying Yun's shock and distraction, before he was about to open his mouth to scold Yang Xueyi, Yang Xueyi's tongue took advantage of the opportunity and entered.
She pressed Ying Yun down and kissed him recklessly, making sticky sounds. Ying Yun's breathing became uncontrollably disordered, and the movement that was restraining Yang Xueyi's hands also became loose, as if he was about to lose all resistance due to the kisses.
Yang Xueyi's nostrils were filled with Ying Yun's scent, and her breath became disordered uncontrollably, but she was still very clear about the purpose of her disorder.
"Can you please give me back the waist flag?"
She let go of Ying Yun, and in the night, she stared at him with wet, sparkling eyes and said coquettishly, "I want to win, and I want to decide where to eat, so give me back the waist flag. They haven't come over yet, so give it back to me and I'll put it back in. No one will know you took it off."
Ying Yun did not let go of the hand that had pulled off Yang Xueyi's waist flag. Both hands were holding a corner of the waist flag. Yang Xueyi stared at him with burning eyes.
Is that not enough?
There was not much time left. Yang Xueyi thought about it and quickly lowered her head to kiss Ying Yun.
"Ying Yun, can you please let me win this time?"
Ying Yun did not answer, but as soon as Yang Xueyi's lips separated from his, he took the initiative to move forward, as if he was seduced by Yang Xueyi without any resistance, and kissed Yang Xueyi much more fiercely than Yang Xueyi.
Not far away, Qiao Qianqian's voice was heard shouting that the game was over, followed by the sound of footsteps of several players getting closer and closer to Ying Yun and Yang Xueyi. Yang Xueyi and Ying Yun might be discovered kissing at any time. Yang Xueyi was extremely nervous, her heart seemed to be about to jump out of her chest. She felt like she was almost unable to breathe, and was pulled into the vortex woven by Ying Yun, sinking continuously.
However, at this moment, she did not sense any danger at all. Like a lustful and foolish ruler, she felt that nothing else mattered. All the voices faded into the background, and only the warmth from Ying Yun's lips was real.
Yang Xueyi felt dizzy after being kissed by Ying Yun, but a sense of pride rose in her heart.
There is a sword hanging over one's head when it comes to lust. After all, Ying Yun is a man, so he cannot escape the temptation.
Didn’t I take care of him myself?
Ying Yun's deep voice seemed to confirm this: "What do you want to eat later?"
So he was planning to give the chance of winning to Yang Xueyi.
Yang Xueyi couldn't help but feel a little intoxicated, and her tone became a little willful: "I want to eat barbecue! The one on Jinfan Street."
After she finished speaking, she kissed Ying Yun on the side of his cheek as a reward: "Ying Yun, you are so nice."
Yang Xueyi looked a little happy, and at this moment, the waist flag in her hand was pulled away by Ying Yun.
Ying Yun smiled, his voice cold and decisive, with a tone that didn't care about anyone's life or death: "Yang Xueyi, cheating is not allowed. Seduction is not allowed either. You must respect the rules of the game."
Before Yang Xueyi could react, Ying Yun gently pushed her aside, sat up, and waved his flag towards Qiao Qianqian and Meng Chengyun. He announced in a deep voice, "We won. I ripped off Yang Xueyi's flag."
???
If there was a mirror, Yang Xueyi believed that her face would be as black as the bottom of a pot.
So I played like a tiger, but in the end it was 0 to 5?
Kissing, hugging and touching, but Ying Yun still chose to win in front of Meng Chengyun?
Why are you still asking yourself what to eat? You're just making yourself happy for nothing!
Yang Xueyi immediately lost her balance and felt like a clown, with a long face. Fortunately, everyone thought she was unhappy because she lost the game after her waist flag was torn off and she fell.
Qiao Qianqian worriedly checked Yang Xueyi's body, and only felt relieved when she found that she was not injured. She comforted her for a while: "Okay, okay, don't be unhappy. Come on, let's discuss what we're going to eat later!"
She said this and looked at Ying Yun: "You are the key to our team's victory. Do you want to eat anything?"
Meng Chengyun was quite excited and took the initiative to suggest: "I have it! Can we go eat crayfish?"
Yu Shi said he wasn't picky: "I don't have any dietary restrictions, anything is fine. Ying Yun, what do you want to eat? Is crayfish okay?"
What's wrong with that? Of course Ying Yun would say yes.
After all, once Meng Chengyun stood in front of him, there was no one else in his eyes.
Yang Xueyi had already cursed Ying Yun in her heart and decided to continue recording the "Ying Yun Crime Book" tonight.
Meng Chengyun has already started to make noises: "Crayfish! Crayfish!"
Yang Xueyi said with a fierce look, "I'm not very hungry. I'm going home first. Our team lost and it should be our turn to treat you. When we split the bill later, just create a group and pay me."
She didn't want to see Ying Yun and Meng Chengyun flirting with each other.
However, before she turned around, Ying Yun called her -
"Yang Xueyi, let's go eat together."
Yang Xue was so angry that she almost died: "I won't eat anymore."
This time, Ying Yun grabbed Yang Xueyi's sleeve and stopped her from leaving quickly.
Ying Yun stared at Yang Xueyi with his usual affectionate eyes, as if he truly regarded her as the most important person at the moment. Under the night sky, his expression seemed gentle, and there was a barely audible smile in his voice: "If you don't want crayfish, let's go to the barbecue place on Jinfan Street. Do you want to eat?"
Yang Xueyi's heart was pounding again, and the feeling of being pulled into the whirlpool came again.
She reasonably suspected that Ying Yun had planted some abominable vine seeds with astonishing growth power in her heart, which was why they were able to crawl all over her heart.
Yang Xueyi felt like a child who had just been beaten, but once Ying Yun took out a candy, the greedy and stupid Yang Xueyi couldn't help herself.
She heard herself change her mind so spinelessly: "Then eat it..."
Anyway, if she loses, she has to pay whether she goes or not, so it would be a waste not to eat!
【Author’s words】
200 red envelopes dropped in this chapter
Some people won the game and almost lost their wives [roll eyes]
My cousin's identity will be exposed soon.
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