Mist

Flying chess is generally played by four people. Seven teams of seven people are divided into four groups. Li Chun is a group of one person, while in the monsoon season, it is naturally played with Song Qinglan.

The conditions were negotiated, but during the monsoon season, I didn't win a few games.

Fortunately, the game continues the rules played by the trainees and uses the points system, and only the group with the fewest points will be punished.

Li Chun deserves to be a scumbag who travels all over the river city. He came up with a special punishment: Turning his back to everyone, he writes the words "I am a pig" with his butt.

The first loser, Tang Qi, wanted to set off the table and leave on the spot: "Fuck."

Tang Le, who was in the group with his brother, also yelled: "Chuner, wait, you will be the next one!!"

The twin brothers stood up in laughter and turned their backs to everyone.

The two big men couldn't do anything to twist their **** to everyone.

Zhou Mingxuan clapped his hands: "The clothes are lifted up! The buttocks are exposed! Let the Lord see if your slenderness is beautiful!"

Everyone: "Hahahahahahaha!"

He even laughed during the monsoon rains. He didn't expect this straight man to be both earthy and funny, but it was really interesting.

The twins drew neatly, lifted their T-shirts to reveal their lower body, stroked up and down, left and right strokes in the air to write the three words "I am a pig", every twist will cause everyone to laugh.

"try harder!!"

"The one on the left, the **** is not round enough!"

"It's the **** of the buttocks!"

The two of them finished the punishment while cursing, and Li Chun almost burst into tears.

As the winner of the first game, Li Chun took control of the power to throw dice for everyone in the second game.

Ingenuity and super memory don't work in this type of game. The game process is completely random. As soon as the dice enters Li Chun's hand, it will not pass during the monsoon rains.

Their luck was neither good nor bad. After Duan Wen simulated drinking Zhou Mingxuan’s milk, Tang Qitangle rolling balloons, Li Chun standing upside down drinking water and other vulgar games, they really lost. once.

All of Li Chun's four planes reached the end, and Song Qinglan asked in time: "How do you want to punish?"

Song Qinglan's eyebrows were deep, and her majesty was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even if she asked about punishment with a smile, Li Chun's heart fluttered.

"Huh?" Li Chun said weakly, "Then, then you can do a hundred push-ups!"

Everyone: "..."

"Damn? Chunchun, are you human?"

"It's just for playing games. Team Song doesn't know how to eat people, you shit!!"

"I'm not convinced! Why! Why are they treated differently! Don't I look good than Advisor Ji?!"

Everyone yelled in dissatisfaction.

Song Qinglan had already stood up, clapping her hands to make preparations: "A hundred push-ups?"

It is also ready to stand up during the rainy season.

Zhou Mingxuan: "Wait!"

Song Qinglan paused with Monsoon.

During the rainy season, seeing Zhou Mingxuan's eyes flashed, there was a bad feeling in my heart, with their naivety...

Sure enough, Zhou Mingxuan pretentiously said: "It's okay to do push-ups, but well, it's not as good as tickles for the Song team. Consultant Ji can definitely do it, isn't it too simple."

Song Qinglan: "Then?"

"Change to weight-bearing push-ups." Zhou Mingxuan demanded, "Counselor Ji sits on the Song team's back, with his feet off the ground until the Song team finishes with his back."

During the rainy season: "..."

Everyone: "Carry him! Carry him!"

Li Chun counseled: "Then, I didn't say it, it was Lao Zhou who said it!!"

Duan Wen elbowed him: "Then do you want to see it?"

Li Chun immediately nodded fiercely: "Yes!"

"boring."

Song Qinglan mocked, saying that it is said that people have already started to understand the communicator on the wrist.

Seeing him preparing for this work, the crowd made a lot of noise.

Song Qinglan put the communicator aside and got down.

He is tall and has a big skeleton. Such a movement makes the back muscles visibly stretched, generous and firm. He rested his arms on the floor calmly, his whole figure resembling a straight iron plate, and raised his chin to the monsoon season: "Come on."

Standing next to Song Qinglan during the rainy season, everyone thought he would definitely not do it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Song Qinglan's voice fell, she looked at everyone during the rainy season and said: "Actually, I thought you would let me lie under the Song team."

Everyone: "???"

Everyone: "Then you lie down!"

During the rainy season, the clouds are light and the wind is light: "It's late."

Everyone: "Fuck!"

Consultant Ji is so good at playing, I feel like I missed a hundred million! ! !

But when they regretted scolding their mother, Ji Yu had already walked over and sat down with Song Qinglan's back in her hands, and then crossed her legs.

During the monsoon rains, her palm touched Song Qinglan's back, and through a thin layer of fabric, Song Qinglan noticed the hot palm temperature.

No one knows that it is actually very nervous now during the monsoon.

"Sit down."

Song Qinglan said.

The triceps, latissimus dorsi and other muscle groups exert force at the same time, and are as hard as iron. The body of a mature man is slow and steady. A standard push-up is completed without even shaking during the monsoon rains. In the roar, Song Qinglan has completed nearly thirty.

It looks thin during the rainy season, and at any rate it weighs nearly 60 kilograms. Unless long-term exercise, few people can withstand such weight-bearing push-ups.

Song Qinglan's movements became slower and slower, and soon sweat was dripping from her forehead.

He gritted his teeth with blue veins on his forehead, and he found it during the monsoon rains.

"Counselor Ji feels distressed!"

"Hahahahaha, lie on Team Song!"

"Sixty! Damn it!"

During the monsoon rains, only the eyelashes were lowered and did not move, and did not speak, try to stabilize oneself so as not to burden Song Qinglan.

On the way to not increase excitement for everyone, he has a little talent during the rainy season.

The more he does not speak, the less they can play.

One hundred weight-bearing push-ups are finally done.

As soon as she got off Song Qinglan's back during the rainy season, Song Qinglan turned over and collapsed on the floor, panting on her back, "Lao Zhou, you wait for me."

Song Qinglan was sweating profusely, the beads of sweat shining like honey under the light, and a bottle of water was handed over.

Song Qinglan thought it was the robotic arm that was so diligent, and only discovered that it was the monsoon season when she heard the ridicule of everyone. He sat up and drank half of the bottle in one sigh, then smiled and said, "Thanks."

During the rainy season: "Thanks."

Everyone: "Oh!!!"

Don't open your face during the rainy season: "..."

A group of straight men can't play with interesting stalks, and they can't drink for fun in the training ground.

When Song Qinglan and the monsoon rain were tricky, everyone was no longer interested in how to make teammates embarrassed. Most of the rewards and punishments were related to physical strength.

Everyone played for more than two hours, and finally ended in a disappointed manner.

"When it's released, let's go have a drink." Li Chun suggested, "Before I leave, my friend is preparing to renovate the nightclub. It has been a month, and it is estimated that it has opened."

"Where to go again?" Tang Qiwan was tired, and asked with a yawn, "Aren't you afraid of meeting that girl?"

That girl was the girl who had been thinking about not getting the phone call before Li Chun set off.

But in the bubble world, they have already dated and found out that each other is inappropriate. Li Chun thanked him insensitively for this: "No, no, when is the evil fate, then let's change the house!"

They were discussing where to go, and Duan Wen said: "You choose a normal place, it's smoggy, can consultant Ji go?"

During the rainy season, he said: "Yes, you will call me when the time comes."

Tang Le: "Really? I'm afraid you will find it very boring."

The nightclub is noisy and there is a mixture of fish and fish. In the monsoon rains, the gentleman is handsome, and it seems that he is not the type to go to the nightclub and get excited.

Only Song Qinglan knew that they were in the roadside vending kiosk of PU-31. During the monsoon rains, he once said that he looked at him like a **** bar, staring at him in a perverted manner. At that time they were not familiar with each other, so Song Qinglan didn't take this matter to heart, but now remembered it.

Song Qinglan looked at Monsoon and said to everyone: "I'll talk about it then, I will order which store."

Everyone: "Team Song!!!"

Li Chun was so excited that he almost jumped up: "I heard that right!! Team Song is going to the nightclub too!! Before, I couldn't please please!!"

Tang Le: "Hey hey, I know why!"

Li Chun: "I know too!! Hahahahahaha!!"

During the rainy season: "..."

If this continues, he won't have to talk in his life.

Song Qinglan grabbed the pillow at hand and smashed them at them: "Fuck! There is no end!!"

It was late at night, and the next day everyone had to do a psychological assessment. After a few people had made a fuss, they walked away happily.

The game scene was in a mess, and the cleaning robot and robotic arm slowly moved over and began to clean up.

Song Qinglan stood up first, and was still sitting on the ground when she saw the monsoon rain: "What are you looking for?"

Did not look up during the monsoon: "Dice."

Song Qinglan asked: "Want to play?"

The dice that Li Chun had been playing with was gone. I don't know if Li Chun left it in his pocket or was swept away by the robot.

During the monsoon rain, I couldn't see its shadow from the ground, but I didn't say anything, just said lightly: "No."

Song Qinglan stretched out her hand to him: "Get up."

When the monsoon rains, he raised his head, as they did before, naturally holding Song Qinglan's hand and stood up.

Then Song Qinglan let go of him.

The cleaning robot did not expect to stand up during the monsoon rain, and just swept the area behind during the monsoon rain, and gently touched his heel.

During the monsoon rain, he subconsciously took a step forward and almost ran into Song Qinglan. Song Qinglan buckled her shoulders before stopping.

The distance suddenly narrowed, getting too close, and both of them were stunned for a while.

Since opening, their current relationship has become more than friends, even teammates have acquiesced that they are a pair, but in fact they are not lovers.

Regarding the 24-hour waiting, no answer has been given during the monsoon season, and Song Qinglan is still waiting.

The natural behavior in the past became subtle in this short and long wait.

Secret, throbbing.

Only know each other.

Song Qinglan gave in a little, but when listening to the season rain, she said: "Song team, I am a man."

The sudden mention of this made Song Qinglan puzzled: "Huh?"

I saw him looking at him during the rainy season, with his eyes calmly saying: "I am twenty-five years old and have a healthy physical condition. Although my hair is not strong enough, I occasionally grow stubble. I like guns and I love fighting. He is good at Jiu-Jitsu and can climb with his bare hands. He has obvious male muscle lines on his body. In the morning, he has the morning erection reaction that you will also have."

Song Qinglan understood what he meant, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Are you suddenly wanting to introduce yourself, or want to challenge me?"

Shaking his head during the rainy season: "I want to remind you that I am different from what you think."

Song Qinglan asked back: "How do you know what my imagination is like?"

No words were spoken during the rainy season.

Song Qinglan's tone was a little angry, but a little funny: "Do you think what I said to you is not direct enough? Or do you think I did not treat you in my fantasy?"

Ear fever during the monsoon: "...No."

Song Qinglan said: "If you want to know, I can tell you."

It can be seen that during the rainy season, I had a good rest this time.

His tired pale blue is gone, and the fragility he gave during the task has disappeared without a trace.

If a person is too smart and tolerant, the quality of sleep will be poor. Song Qinglan was worried that he would have difficulty falling asleep if he was too thoughtful. At this time, she was relieved a lot, and she didn't want to say more to be counterproductive.

It's only a few short hours, how can he bear it, he said to the season rain: "If I was too sudden, then I'm really... sorry. But you don't need to think too much, take a good rest tonight, Give me the answer when I get up."

During the rainy season: "Good."

Song Qinglan said, "Good night."

During the rainy season: "Good night."

Before going back to the room during the rainy season, he handed over something: "Your communicator."

Song Qinglan stood where she was, putting the communicator on her wrist.

When he was playing the game just now, he placed it on the ground and almost forgot. Fortunately, he was not taken away by the cleaning robot.

The screen automatically lights up after sensing his actions, showing the time and date.

The time of the communicator is incorrect.

It was transferred to the next morning, nearly 7 hours away from now-it was the 24th hour he had confessed to the monsoon.

Song Qinglan's movements were stagnant, and she suddenly understood something.

The only day to consider the time limit during the monsoon rains.

It has been artificially advanced.

Close the door, my heart beats fast during the monsoon rains.

The private training room was brightly lit, and the mirror reflected his current appearance, which he had never seen before.

I have said everything that needs to be said, and I have also reminded what needs to be reminded.

During the rainy season, I wanted to drink a bottle of water to calm down, but the door of the bottle was knocked when I just unscrewed it.

As soon as the door opened during the monsoon rain, Song Qinglan squeezed in unceremoniously.

He came fiercely, the male hormones belonging to him and the strong sense of oppression were approaching step by step, pushing between the wall and himself during the monsoon rains.

In the monsoon rains, there is no way to retreat, and he can't see his expression clearly, and he feels anxious: "How--"

Song Qinglan has bowed her head and kissed it.