After Pang Zaiyuan did a thousand push-ups, ten minutes of high-intensity rapid high leg raises, and a set of military boxing with great force, his skin was covered with a layer of sweat, his breathing became a little rapid, and his chest heaved.

Although they were only half a meter apart, Ning Wenru could feel the heat radiating from Pang Zaiyuan's body. The heat surged like a wave, accompanied by the masculine and pleasant smell, and Ning Wenru got hard again. He walked forward and touched it a few times, then raised his phone and stepped back, letting Pang Zaiyuan continue to punch, and took many hot photos of him in various poses.

After a while, Ning Wenru saw that Pang Zaiyuan was sweating more and more, and his hands were tired from taking pictures, and his shoulders were a little sore, so he asked, "Are you tired?"

Pang Zaiyuan saluted and said with full energy, "Not tired!"

Then let's continue. Ning Wenru asked Pang Zaiyuan to lie on the ground and raise his legs. Ning Wenru pressed his instep with his knees and supported his knees.

"Do sit-ups as fast as you can," Ning Wenru instructed, "I'll help you press your legs."

"Yes!" Pang Zaiyuan was still very obedient and answered loudly. He put his hands behind his neck, his smooth chest muscles spread out into a beautiful diamond shape, then he contracted his abdominal muscles and sat up very easily.

Ning Wenru was pressing on his knees, so Pang Zaiyuan slowed down after he sat up to avoid hitting Ning Wenru's head.

Ning Wenru smiled, stretched his neck, kissed Pang Zaiyuan on the cheek, and then pulled back.

Pang Zaiyuan was stunned for a moment, and he let go of his hands that were holding the back of his neck, and reached out to hold Ning Wenru's face. Ning Wenru pushed him away and said, "Continue doing sit-ups."

Pang Zaiyuan was stunned for a moment, then lay back down again. He tightened his abdominal muscles and sat up easily. His breath hit Ning Wenru's face, and then he stopped, looking at Ning Wenru expectantly with his deep eyes.

Ning Wenru didn't kiss him this time. Instead, he touched Pang Zaiyuan's tightened abdominal muscles and then pushed him again.

Pang Zaiyuan lay down with a smile and then sat up. Ning Wenru looked at his tough face with thick black eyebrows, kissed his eyelids, and then casually pinched a handful of fire to light it. Pang Zaiyuan was ignited by him. With a strong waist, he kept doing sit-ups, looking forward to Ning Wenru's kiss and touch.

Now, as if Pang Zaiyuan had come over to ask for kisses and caresses, Ning Wenru smiled unkindly. Pang Zaiyuan saw Ning Wenru's smile and smiled even more happily, and even responded. Without waiting for Ning Wenru to kiss or pinch him, he kissed him, his warm lips chasing Ning Wenru's, and only lay back after kissing enough, his movements were wild and very greedy.

After a long while, Ning Wenru felt his lips were swollen from being kissed, and Pang Zaiyuan had not softened at all. There was no direct stimulation there, and it seemed that he was enduring it with great difficulty, but he also seemed to be enduring it very happily.

I don't know how long they did it. I saw Pang Zaiyuan's speed of sitting up was getting slower and slower. Ning Wenru's face was also covered with Pang Zaiyuan's saliva, which made him feel sticky and uncomfortable. Ning Wenru asked, "Are you tired?"

Pang Zaiyuan sat up slowly and with difficulty, kissed him, and said, "It's a little sore, but it's just my back and waist. My hands and feet still have endless strength. I want to fight."

Ning Wenru asked Pang Zaiyuan to stand up and do some relaxation exercises, while he called the front desk and asked for sandbags and honey water, preparing to help Pang Zaiyuan vent his anger and sober up.

The waiter soon brought the sandbags and honey water. Ning Wenru asked Pang Zaiyuan to vent his anger by hitting the sandbags and watched him the whole time. Pang Zaiyuan looked up at Ning Wenru from time to time and hit him harder. After hitting for a while, Pang Zaiyuan finally felt a little tired. Ning Wenru then took him to the bathroom, wrapped a hot towel, and told Pang Zaiyuan to stand at attention.

Pang Zaiyuan's standing posture was originally very standard. When Ning Wenru shouted "Stand at attention", he leaned his legs hard to stand at attention, stretched his fingers, and stood straight. He looked not drunk at all and was full of energy.

Pang Zaiyuan looked at Ning Wenru with shining eyes, and his heart was filled with excitement.

Ning Wenru called Pang Zaiyuan to squat down again, put a towel on his head, wiped his hair and face, and put the towel into his ears. Seeing Pang Zaiyuan suddenly trembled, Ning Wenru patted his face and said, "Don't move."

Pang Zaiyuan squatted straight. The muscles on the back of the neck were tense, and the muscles on the arms were obviously bulging. It seemed that the endurance was quite hard.

Ning Wenru washed the towel and wrung it dry, then wiped the sweat off his body, and finally wiped his 20 centimeters. After a night, he finally hit there, and Pang Zaiyuan finally couldn't help it, and couldn't help rubbing the towel, humming: "Itchy."

Then Pang Zaiyuan looked at Ning Wenru longingly.

"You're going to piss me off to death," Ning Wenru immediately threw away the towel, raised his eyebrows, slapped his butt hard, and said mercilessly: "Bear with it!"

Pang Zaiyuan saw that Ning Wenru was angry, and he stood at attention again without moving. Ning Wenru led him to the bedside and asked him to put on the 20-centimeter trousers, then handed him a glass of honey water to drink, and ordered him to lie down and not move.

Although Pang Zaiyuan lay flat, he was very nervous, his eyelids were not relaxed, and he stared at Ning Wenru nervously. Ning Wenru turned off the light, said "go to sleep" and fell asleep.

…

Get up the next day.

The sunlight shone through the window screen. Ning Wenru got up feeling a little dazed. He rubbed his eyes and saw Pang Zaiyuan under him with empty eyes, staring at the ceiling expressionlessly.

"Good morning." Ning Wenru climbed up from Pang Zaiyuan's body, stretched his waist, and asked, "How are you now?"

"My butt hurts, and my whole body feels like it's falling apart." Pang Zaiyuan glanced at Ning Wenru and asked, "What did I do last night?"

Ning Wenru pointed at the sandbag and said, "You were very energetic after getting drunk last night. You hit the sandbag all night and also practiced military boxing. Come, let me show you."

Ning Wenru showed Pang Zaiyuan the military boxing video he had filmed last night. His expression was very interesting: "Why is my butt so red?"

"What do you think?" Ning Wenru got angry when he mentioned it. "You celebrated my birthday, but you got drunk and begged me to spank you a thousand times! You looked so ferocious that I had to spank you. My hands were so sore from the spanking."

"Impossible." Pang Zaiyuan said this, glared at Ning Wenru, took Ning Wenru's hand and rubbed his palm, and asked: "Does it hurt?"

Ning Wenru felt a little embarrassed and said, "It doesn't hurt much."

I slapped my hands so hard that they hurt because I liked the feel of it. How can I say this?

After Pang Zaiyuan finished massaging Ning Wenru, he turned over and opened the drawer of the bedside cabinet. He touched the intact, smooth and unsealed Okamoto 003 and asked in an exaggerated and unbelievable voice, "That's it? You didn't do anything? You just spanked me?"

"What else?" Ning Wenru asked back, "You are drunk, am I that kind of person?"

After hearing this, Pang Zaiyuan turned over and lay down with an unhappy look on his face, his butt facing upwards. Ning Wenru looked at his back, and he actually looked a little aggrieved.

Ning Wenru asked, "You didn't do it on purpose. You knew you couldn't control yourself when drinking, but you still drank. What did you do when you drank before?"

Pang Zaiyuan's voice was muffled in the pillow, and he said, "Fight."

"Why do you still drink?" Ning Wenru asked.

Pang Zaiyuan said gloomily, "I won't hit you."

Until he washed, changed his clothes and went out, Pang Zaiyuan was still unhappy, without a smile, and looked quite depressed, which made Ning Wenru, who was used to seeing his smile, very uncomfortable.

When we went to have breakfast together, Pang Zaiyuan behaved much more normally and not sticky at all.

The teammates who were eating breakfast together were not used to it, and joked with Ning Wenru: "It turns out that the alumnus was drunk last night. I misunderstood him and we were confused for a long time. Today he also stared at your butt for a long time. Fortunately, there was nothing unusual. Instead, the alumnus' sitting posture was a bit strange."

Another teammate said, "I told you, Xiao Ning obviously has a girlfriend."

Ning Wenru smiled and did not deny it. Pang Zaiyuan's Adam's apple rolled, and he buried his head in his meal without saying anything. As soon as he finished his breakfast, he said solemnly that he was going to take care of official business and disappeared.

Ning Wenru thought it was normal for Pang Zaiyuan to go to work, and thought something had happened in his company because of his serious face, so he didn't think much about it, after all, they were fine last night. After breakfast, Ning Wenru went to have the last day of study and communication with his teammates.

On the contrary, the captain seemed to be worried today. As soon as he had some free time, he pulled Ning Wenru out for a private talk and asked, "Did you have a fight last night?"

"No," Ning Wenru said, "He was quite obedient last night. Although he was drunk, he didn't make any noise or trouble."

"Today he was very different from last night," the captain said. "Last night when he wasn't drunk, he looked at you every two seconds on average, but today he didn't do that. He was completely silent and didn't receive us like he did last night."

Ning Wenru speculated, "Maybe... a hangover? Captain, come to think of it, I didn't scare you last night."

The captain smiled helplessly and said, "No, although it was quite surprising, I'm glad you're happy. I just thought of my girlfriend and was a little emotional. He was obviously not acting normal today, think about it, what's the conflict. Since you are together, cherish it, discover problems as early as possible, communicate actively, and don't wait until the conflicts accumulate to the point where they can't be resolved before trying to save the relationship."

Ning Wenru nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask him."