Chapter 77 Chapter 77 I’m afraid you can’t see it.
However, the conditions for enjoying the event are not yet in place.
If we continue kissing, something bad will happen.
Shi Shu finally let go of his strength, lying on his back between her soft legs, looking at her slightly unfocused eyes and her startled lips, and finally bit them again.
He then stood up, propped up his arms, and adjusted his breathing: "Let's go for a walk."
The weather is nice today.
The air is also fresh.
The sunlight in City K has strong penetrating power, making the entire city exceptionally bright. The grass and trees are lush, the flowers are flourishing, and everything looks very clear.
The gentle breeze carries a rare warmth in this season.
Su Tu had just finished his meal. He usually didn't take a nap, so he took his men for a walk.
There is no special purpose, just to help digestion.
But when passing some landmark places, they would still briefly explain that this is the swimming pool, basketball hall, sports research institute, athletes' apartments...
The base is huge, like a large sports school. There are more than just swimmers inside, and everyone basically knows each other.
It's a bit like a classmate from the next class. Occasionally, when you run into him/her on the street, you greet him/her and ask him/her a few words, "Girlfriend?"
"Is the iron tree blooming?"
"You have good vision!"
In this regard, Shi Shu has never had any strange desire to show off, nor does he hide things to keep them to himself. He won't speak up unless it's mentioned, but if asked, he will always answer openly, "Yes."
The expression usually does not change, nor does it need to change.
Because he has always been so deep and focused, the fact that he admitted it says it all, and no one would think that even one word is not serious enough.
In comparison.
Su Tu's mood was not so calm anymore.
I always feel that this situation is a bit like being on a university campus.
I traveled thousands of miles to visit my boyfriend who lives in another city, to experience the city he lives in and get familiar with his training schedule, but I was also inevitably teased by his friends.
There's a sense of immaturity about it.
Maybe it’s because I haven’t experienced it before, but my mentality has regressed several years as if I were there.
I don’t know how many times I blushed along the way.
…
Taking advantage of the afternoon breeze, I walked around, stopping here and there.
The lunch break passed like this.
Swimmers train for 5-17 hours a day, including water training, physical training and treatment recovery, and family visits are not allowed to interfere with the training schedule.
So when the time comes, training must continue.
Shi Shu changed into a light sportswear, a simple light blue T-shirt and black shorts, and then led everyone into the strength room.
It is one of the few accessible training areas in the base.
The space inside is very large, with rows of strength equipment neatly arranged, giving it a sense of grandeur that stretches as far as the eye can see. Various rigorous and solemn slogans in red are posted on the white walls.
Most of the people I had seen in the cafeteria at noon were also here, now in front of different machines. Some were still warming up, while others were already suffocating under the weight of the barbells, which were already loaded with plates. Even with their faces flushed, they still had to force themselves to squeeze out a trembling voice: "Hello, sister-in-law, sister-in-law..."
Seeing this, Su Tu almost wanted to lend a hand, but due to his limited strength, he could only say encouraging words: "...Come on."
The training lasted about two hours in the afternoon, and Shi Shuben wanted to find a place for people to sit and rest.
After hearing this, I changed my mind.
He did find a place for her to sit, but it had to be within his sight, and every time he changed an instrument, he had to ask someone to follow.
So Su Tu watched the whole process of his training.
The most intuitive feeling is amazing.
Almost terrifyingly amazing.
There was a device measuring arm strength midway. It required gripping the handles with both hands and pulling them down quickly with maximum force. As he mobilized his arm muscles and exerted his strength, a strong gust of wind blew in front of him, causing her body to sway slightly. Only then did she see the value clearly on the device in shock:
Resistance 14.
Current power 26.
Peak power 3720.
She had no idea what that meant.
But when I turned around and saw that the team members watching behind me also had dazed faces, with their lips half open as if a silent "fuck" was hanging on their lips, I knew that they were not going to give others a chance to survive.
Followed by a few sets of weighted pull-ups.
You have to tie several dumbbell plates weighing hundreds of kilograms to your waist, and then hold the levers with both hands to do pull-ups.
Just looking at the dumbbells on her body, she felt a little sore in her waist and felt like it would break at any second.
His movements were very quick. After making sure it was tied properly, he grabbed the lever. His expression became tense and his breathing became rapid when he exerted force. He didn't know when, but sweat had already soaked through his entire T-shirt.
Yet there was no unnecessary pause.
Every time he struggles to move upward, it is the embodiment of arm strength, waist strength, and explosive power. The bulging muscles all over his body show his astonishing and powerful strength.
When you relax and lean down, your upper body will be extremely extended, and you can clearly see the length of your arms, the width of your shoulders, the rise and fall of your chest, and the depth of your breathing.
She had only seen him swim before, and knew that swimming required strength, but seeing it in person still shocked her. She wondered how much repeated training he had gone through to reach his current level.
It was only then that I clearly realized that the little strength he usually used on me was probably more than just a touch...
Chang Yang stood there for a while, and when he saw that everyone seemed to be petrified, he raised his chin and chatted meaningfully: "Is my brother physically fit?"
It's more than good.
If he wants to, he can kill people with his bare hands, right?
Su Tu didn't even have time to put away the awe on his face. He nodded in affirmation, not daring to neglect it at all: "Yes, okay."
Okay, her legs are a little weak...
Chang Yang smiled, as if he understood something, and suddenly asked, "Did you have a happy New Year's Day?"
Su Tu was stunned for a moment, not understanding the connection between the context.
But thinking about the fact that he came to see her on New Year's Day, it wouldn't be surprising for his teammates to know about it, so he nodded and said, "...Yeah."
I watched someone exerting himself, breathing heavily, and sweating for the entire afternoon.
Her face couldn't help but look a little rosy.
In Chang Yang's eyes, this probably meant that he had received his "blessings". Feeling relieved, he said something completely unrelated: "He's doing well."
Su Tu blinked: "...Ah?"
I inexplicably felt that this person seemed a bit profound. His words were jumping around and it was completely hard to understand.
But this time he went on to say, "He has a good figure and good physical strength. He is very focused on his career and his relationships as well. Apart from not being funny or humorous, he probably doesn't have any shortcomings."
But during this period of being in love, my emotions have been fluctuating greatly. If I can't calm down, it's only a matter of time before my training is affected.
He didn't know the details, whether it was good or bad, and he didn't mean to speculate. He just smiled and said, "Remember to invite me to the wedding."
Just two normal sentences.
He suddenly changed the subject again.
Su Tu was stunned, his ears suddenly felt hot. He felt that it would be more reasonable for him to tell Shi about this matter.
But after hesitating for a while, he finally blushed and agreed slowly: "...Okay."
-
The training is over.
Shi Shu took another shower before leading everyone to the cafeteria.
After dinner, I just took a short walk and it got darker than expected.
There was a review meeting to be held in the evening, so he couldn't bring anyone with him. There was not much time left, so Su Tu took the stored cake and suitcase and took everyone to the playground.
When he sat down on the stairs again, his mood was obviously much gloomier.
In the end, he still forcefully carried the person onto his lap.
Su Tu was still holding the cake in his hand and almost dropped it. He turned around and wanted to scold him, but when he saw his skin turned white from being soaked in pool water and sweat after a hard day, and his eyes drooping sadly, he suddenly couldn't say anything.
They stared at each other in silence for a while, and even started to persuade themselves that it was already dark, and it shouldn't be a big deal now...
Finally, I gave in to his wishes and sat on his firm thighs. While carefully unpacking the package, I asked, "How did you celebrate your birthday before?"
She actually felt a little guilty.
Because the surprises he always prepared for her were quite grand, but on his birthday, this was all she could do.
Shi Shu watched her slow movements, his nose rubbing against the ends of her hair, pushing aside her soft black hair so that he could hold her warm earlobe. His voice was a little unclear: "But."
I did when I was very young, but later I became a professional. Every year at this time I am basically training or preparing for competitions. I don’t have the time or need to commemorate this day separately.
A deep, magnetic voice penetrated Su Tu's eardrums, and he shuddered as if he had received an electric shock. He tilted his head with a red face, looked at the increasingly deep outline under the moonlight, and said softly, "I'm not very good at celebrating birthdays. I thought of a few plans, but none of them seemed feasible here. In the end, I just bought a cake and a gift."
After a pause, he added softly, "But if nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to spend every birthday with you from now on."
Her cheeks were rosy and her voice was low.
Like a confession, serious and shy.
Shi Shu hummed softly, then lowered his eyes and kissed the plump red lips in front of him.
The lip balm is grape flavored.
I was kissed to death by him at noon, but he must have made up for it later.
Still very sweet.
The cake was still in his hand. Su Tu only let him peck for a moment before turning his head away. There was a hint of accusation in his bright eyes: "Should I give you the lipstick?"
Shi Shu didn't hesitate. He fumbled in her coat pocket, found a tube of purple lipstick, and put it directly into his pocket.
Su Tu: “…”
She looked confused.
After choking for a long time, he lit the candle with a little dissatisfaction.
She couldn't sing, and it would be awkward for her to sing alone, but he didn't care anyway. He just considered it as paying off the debt with his lipstick, and finally said, "Happy birthday."
I urged him: "Make a wish!"
Similarly, Shi Shu felt that closing his eyes and praying was a bit difficult for him to describe, so he looked directly at her and said, "I want you to celebrate my birthday with me every year from now on."
Not should.
Yes, definitely.
Su Tu was stunned: "..."
The candle is burning.
He pressed his hand against her forehead and urged her in the same way: "Is that okay?"
The fire burned my cheeks, making them dry from the heat.
The sound is also: "Ah..."
She lowered her eyes and answered vaguely.
Then, looking at the smallest-sized Big Bad Wolf cake I had specially ordered, I suddenly felt a strong contrast as if it had mutated, shrunk, and become cartoon-like, changing from scary to cute.
Suddenly she felt a little eager, so she reached out to take some cream and smeared it on his clean face. She looked at him for a while with a wicked smile, but felt it was not enough.
She asked him to hold the cake while she pushed aside his hair and concentrated on drawing on his face.
There is no order.
But I'm just happy.
After unscrupulously displaying the essence of graffiti, he even said, "You can't eat it, so in this way, you can still eat it."
"Am I being sweet?"
I applied too much, and I became alert and stayed away from it.
Also asked him to give some money.
Shi Shu put the cake aside and held the back of her neck, wanting her to come closer and feel it herself.
Su Tu was very alert. He immediately pressed his shoulder and said with a smile, "Wait a minute!"
"Let me take a picture first."
There was no way to hide, he would definitely kiss her soon, but that didn't stop her from wanting to keep a souvenir of her masterpiece before that.
He quickly took out his cell phone and turned on the camera.
But because the distance was too close, he obviously couldn't let himself go, and he was afraid that if he didn't hurry up, he would kiss him unexpectedly in the next second, and he wouldn't have time to find the right angle.
I turned on the front camera directly, roughly framed the outline in the lens, and then pressed a bunch of buttons randomly.
Even so.
The picture quality is still good.
His features are very straight, with clear eyebrows and eyes, and a straight nose. Against the backdrop of hazy moonlight and velvet cream, even the layers that are blurred by frame drops have a sexy and enchanting torn texture.
She was a little distracted, and the camera in her hand was unsteady. He held his chin and leaned closer with his eyes lowered.
As her lips were bitten, her fingertips trembled and she took several photos unconsciously.
Her expression was confused, her eyelashes fluttered, and her lips were like a shimmering grape, squeezed to extract the juice. He lowered his eyelashes, suppressing the deep desire in his eyes, his nose pressed against her cheek, his thin lips slightly opening and closing, savoring the delicious taste beside his lips.
Kissing, rolling, swallowing, everything is extremely charming and arousing...
The phone fell between his legs.
She clenched her shoulders with her fingers, letting the gray cream rub against her cheeks and hair as their breaths mingled, until her whole body went limp and she fell into his broad arms, gasping for breath.
Shi Shu hugged the slender waist, picked up the mobile phone on his lap, unlocked the password, sent the photos to himself, and then put it back into his coat pocket.
Su Tu didn't know why he wanted the photo, whether it was just for a souvenir, to use as a wallpaper or screen saver, or to post on social media.
I immediately felt nervous.
Because I don’t know what the photos will look like, and I haven’t had time to edit them. Besides, I might feel a little embarrassed to look at the last few photos myself, let alone send them out.
She hurriedly patted his chest: "Give me your phone."
Shi Shu didn't hesitate, took it out of his pocket, unlocked it and handed it over.
Su Tu actually hadn't figured out what to do. Maybe he just wanted to confirm what the photo looked like. If it didn't look good, he would delete it first and send it to him after it was edited. He would also instruct him not to let others see it.
But as soon as I took it, my attention was distracted by the wallpaper.
It was half a year ago when they were discussing the plan in the studio for the first time. Tao Qingqing took one of the photos: the two of them were sitting at the corner of the table, looking down and up, staring at each other silently.
Coincidentally, he treated everyone to afternoon tea that day, so there were two cream cakes on the table.
In the end, it was the same, all went into her stomach.
It looks like another version of today.
Or the previous stage.
From the studio to the training base.
From day to night.
From strangers to close friends.
She looked up in shock, staring at him blankly: "When did you set it up?"
He kissed her cat-like face again: "That day."
“…”
Tao Qingqing sent it to him on the same day.
It's set up.
Su Tu pursed his lips, his heart beating wildly: "Aren't you afraid of being seen by me?"
After all, they had to coordinate plans frequently at that time. If they were so blatant, who knows when it would be exposed?
If she had seen it at that time, she would have probably run away with her computer...
Shi Shu pursed his lips, as if he hadn't run away, and finally he could tell her directly: "I was afraid you couldn't see it."
-
After the birthday.
There really is no time for lunch.
Shi Shu picked up the suitcase and walked the person to the door. He waited for the online taxi he had called to arrive. He also reminded him to remember to send him a message when he arrived at the hotel. He didn't even have time to open the gift before he had to rush back to the meeting.
At nearly ten o'clock, when I was carrying my suitcase back to the dormitory, the group of people around me followed me as if they were going to watch a show, and they crowded the room. They wanted to give gifts, but they also wanted to watch the fun.
There is nothing to be shy about when talking about Shi Shu.
After opening the suitcase, he began to unpack the items one by one.
Su Tu said that everyone in the studio prepared one copy, and Song Yu and Su Xin also came specially to deliver one. Together with her own copy, the 24-inch box was filled to 80% full.
He unpacked the items in order, from top to bottom. Most of them were electronic or sports and health gifts such as headphones, speakers, fascia guns, and massage pillows.
It’s not too expensive, but it’s made with care.
He placed them on the table one by one, and continued to unpack until the last item, before he realized it was her gift.
Under the gray-ink gift box, lies a simple mechanical watch quietly.
The design is very low-key.
Brands are not.
Behind him, a series of "Oh my god!"sounded.
Someone even searched for the price on the spot and when they quoted it, Shi Shu realized that it was the same price as the sunflower bracelet on her hand.
He doesn't usually wear accessories, and only wears a watch occasionally when the occasion requires it.
Buying a similar bracelet is obviously not in line with his temperament, but choosing a watch at a "couple price" is not a bad idea.
Shi Shu was confused and didn't know what to do.
Don’t you still need to save money to buy a house?
In order to make money, she even tried to get the skin of a tiger, but now she gave him a six-figure watch just to celebrate his birthday.
He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time.
The people beside him kept urging him: "Brother, hurry up—put it on and see!"
My fingertips lingered on the edge of the watch box for a long time before I finally reached out and took it out, along with the watch pillow. Only then did I notice a sticky note underneath, with neat handwriting on it:
-Happy birthday.
-We'll take apart the rest when we get back.
Everyone leaned over to look and saw him tearing off the sticky note, revealing a small box of something at the very bottom, not suitable for children, size S...adult products?
Before anyone could even utter a word of "WTF" (what the hell) they were shocked by the last message, their pupils trembled: "What the hell—"
"S-Size??!"
It wasn't that I doubted Shi Shu. After all, we trained together every day, and when wearing swimming trunks, nothing should be too obvious. Therefore, it was natural to suspect in another direction: "Did I buy the wrong one?"
“Can I buy this wrong?”
"It would be more reasonable to send the wrong item if it's something I need right after the holiday!!!"
"What do you mean by wrong delivery? It means that besides my brother, my sister-in-law has other uh uh uh——"
Thanks to everyone, Shi Shu didn't even have time to feel the excitement of receiving such a gift. His expression turned cold and solemn. When he turned around, he already had a murderous look on his face.
"ha……"
Chang Yang covered Yan Tiankai's mouth tightly, put on a smile, and retreated step by step: "Children's words are incorrigible, children's words are incorrigible!"
"How could it be the wrong delivery?"
"I must have bought the wrong one by accident!"
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