My online enemy is my wife

In the fitness center and the basketball court on the first floor, Yanqin went to the front desk to register and was delayed for a while. When he came back, he saw Feng or standing in front of the control panel of the central air conditioner, carefully adjusting and confirming the indoor temperature.

Yicheng has had a cold spring recently, and failed to enter spring three times in a row. The outdoor temperature has never exceeded 10°C. In addition to the already humid and cold climate in the mountain city, most people still wear thick down jackets.Young people are very irritable, and they are especially not heat-resistant. Others wear long-sleeved down jackets, but he only wears a short-sleeved T-shirt, and the neckline of the down jacket is half-pull.

But now he has completely forgotten about the heat. He has adjusted the temperature in the stadium to 27°C, and sweat began to emerge from his forehead. He is still thinking whether the temperature is too low.

Yanqin's resistance has not fully recovered yet.

Not too hot, not too cold.

When he sweats after playing, he should be reminded to change his clothes immediately.After exercising, it is necessary to replenish water in time. It is better to have mineral water at room temperature, or is it better to go to the front desk to get some warm salt water?

Feng or frowned, a little regretting that he should not play games today, but should check the precautions after strenuous exercise online.

Yan Qin stood at the door and looked at him, feeling a little complicated.

Outsiders say that Feng You is indifferent and reticent, loses his temper and hits people at every turn, and always keeps him at a respectful distance.But Yanqin has always known that he is actually a soft hearted person who works hard.It's just that the experience of being bullied in junior high school made him used to arming himself with indifference and violence.

Yanqin opened his backpack and took out a towel from inside.

"What is the most suitable temperature for exercising, 27 or 28?" Feng Or hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to press the "+" sign.

"Wipe your sweat, don't adjust it." Yanqin put a towel on Feng He's shoulder, reached out and grabbed his wrist, "Are you trying to heat you to death or me to death by adjusting the temperature like this?"

Feng or turned his head and saw that Yanqin was about to retract his hand, only to realize that his wrist was being grabbed, feeling the warmth from the skin, Feng or the tip of his ear was slightly warm, "I...I'm just worried. "

Yanqin let go of his hand and smiled, "There's nothing to worry about, 27°C is enough. Aren't you hot?"

"Yes, a little bit."

Feng or nodded, took off the towel on his shoulders, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with it.After wiping it, Feng Hu remembered that it was Yanqin's towel, hesitated for a moment, and continued to wipe his sweat with it.

After wiping the sweat off his face, Feng or the entire pinna was red.

Yan Qin pretended to be picking up things in his sports bag, but from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Feng He's actions, looked at his red ears, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Taking out the jersey and shorts from the bag, Yanqin blushed or raised his eyebrows, "Do you go to the locker room first, or come with me?"

Feng Or looked up at him, then looked down at the jersey and shorts in his hand, the crimson color on his ears quickly spread to his whole face, grabbed his sports bag and walked quickly to the locker room, "I, I'll go first .”

The facilities in this fitness center are quite good in all aspects, but the design of the locker room on the basketball court is not very humane. It may be that most of the people who come to play are men, so the locker room is just a row of lockers and lockers. A bench without any cubicle facilities.

Just thinking about Yan Qin taking off his clothes in front of him, Feng You felt that this was more unbearable than him calling him little brother.

When Feng You came back after changing his clothes, he lowered his head and dared not look at Yan Qin's face, "Okay, you can go."

Yanqin nodded, and said to Feng Yu before entering the door, "You warm up first, you must stretch your body, so as not to get injured later. Do you know all the movements?"

"Yeah." Feng Or nodded, he remembered all the warm-up movements before playing, and whispered: "Yes, you taught it in the video."

"That's good." Before closing the door, Yanqin said suddenly, "For that set of movements, wait for me to come out and help you with the leg movements."

Feng or recalled the set of leg stretching movements in the video, felt a little shy again, and walked quickly to the court.

The warm-up before the basketball game is mainly to move the wrists, ankles, knees, back, legs, dribble and shoot.The scientific name of the leg stretching is the horizontal fork leaning over and stretching, and it is also called "horizontal horse" in popular terms. It is more difficult and generally requires assistance from people.

One person sits on the ground with his legs spread, and the other person sits behind him in the same movement, with his hands on the back of the person in front.This set of movements is mainly to rely on the person behind to exert force, to help the person in front of him bend down and stick to the ground as much as possible. This kind of movement will inevitably bring the two people into close contact. To describe it in terms that are more visual, probably It is "chest to back".

Feng You blushed and did the wrist and ankle movements in a trance. When he first started doing the knee movements, there was a sound of the door opening from the locker room. His body froze subconsciously, but he soon relaxed. Continue to do knee movements.

"What have you finished warming up?" Yan Qin asked as he walked over.

Feng You quickly looked up at Yanqin, the short jersey and shorts showed off Yanqin's good figure.Because of his passion for sports, Yanqin's figure does not have the skinny and thin body of a young man at all. He has a strong chest, smooth arms, and long, slender legs...

When Feng You lowered his head, he regretted and regretted that he didn't see his abdominal muscles. If he had changed clothes with Yan Qin just now, he would have seen them.

It's a pity that Feng may have a lustful heart but no lustful courage.

"Wrists, knees and ankles are all done." Feng Or stopped his movements and replied in a low voice.

"Then the lower part is the back and legs, let's start with the legs." Yanqin came over and sat on the floor, raised his head and asked, "How flexible are you?"

Feng Or's body trembled a little, and he said awkwardly, "It should be okay."

When warming up alone, Feng Yu never did the cross-bend and stretch. First, no one helped him, and second, this set of movements is actually not necessary for playing basketball. It belongs to the kind of ability It’s fine if you can’t do it.Therefore, Feng or didn't know much about his own flexibility.

"That's it, I see." Yan Qin patted the floor in front of him, that is, between his legs, "Come on, sit down first."

Sealed or flushed cheeks.

After hesitating for a while, Feng You sat obediently in front of Yanqin.

"Straighten your legs and open them to the widest extent. You haven't practiced it before. Try 90° first. Lean your body forward, put your hands on the ground, keep your back straight, and don't bow your head." After explaining the main points, Yanqin observed carefully The standard of seal or action.

After confirming his standard of action, he deliberately leaned forward and whispered in his ear: "By the way, don't we hug like this, with the front of the chest against the back?"

Feng Ru's body froze.

"Haha, I won't tease you." Yanqin sat up straight, put his hands on his back, and said seriously: "You first press down as hard as you can, and when you can't go down, I will push you down a little bit." Use force to get you closer to the ground, as close to your limit as possible. If you feel uncomfortable, just say it, everyone’s flexibility is different, you don’t have to force yourself to stick to the ground.”

"Are you ready?" Yanqin asked.

Sealing or controlling his breathing, feeling the temperature of his palm on his back, he nodded slightly, "Open, let's start."

"Follow my report and press down." Yanqin began to force his hands, and said, "One."

Feng Ru pursed his lips and bent down following Yanqin's strength. He remembered Yanqin's words and moved as close to the ground as possible. As he kept getting closer to the ground, the ligaments and muscles of his legs, especially the thighs/inner sides, were gradually stretched Open, the pain of soreness and pulling gradually intensified.

And as he pressed down, Yan Qin also pressed down with him, and the bodies of the two inevitably got close.

Before Feng Ru had time to feel it, Yan Qin withdrew his strength and backed away.

Feng Or sat up, feeling a little lost in his heart, when he heard Yan Qin say, "Two."

Then, he was pushed down again.

After doing six or seven back and forth movements of bending over and sticking to the ground, Feng or gradually got used to it, getting closer and closer to the ground.

"The last one." Yanqin pressed the seal again, and when it reached the lowest point, that is, when the two of them were closest to each other, Yanqin didn't retreat immediately, but kept this posture, Softly said: "Keep like this for 10 seconds, 10, 9, 8..."

Feng He's legs began to tremble slightly, and his forehead began to sweat slightly. He was short of breath, and he didn't know whether it was because it was too difficult to maintain this movement for 10 seconds, or because the temperature from his back made him feel ashamed.

... 4, 3, 2, 1.

Feng Or counted down with Yanqin in his heart, when Yanqin read 1 and retreated without using any more force, Feng Or fell to the floor in embarrassment panting.The pain from the inner thigh ligament made him gasp uncontrollably, but his mind was more focused on the tactile sensation brought by the close contact between the two of them just now.

Feng You was slightly disappointed and unwilling, it was only 10 seconds...

If only he could last longer.

"Are you okay?" Yanqin took the towel from the side, handed it to Feng He, and said with a smile, "You are very flexible. When you press down to that level, I thought you could only hold on for seven or eight seconds."

Feng or controlled his breathing, but he was still in a daze, "Not bad?"

"Well, it's good. Keep practicing, and you should be able to fully open your legs and press your body down to the ground."

Feng You pursed his lips and asked subconsciously, "How long can you last?"

Yan Qin burst out laughing, Feng or reacted and covered his face with a towel, not daring to look at Yan Qin.

"I don't know about that, little brother, how long do you want me to help you?" Yan Qin squatted beside Feng You, poking his face through the towel.

"..." Feng You blushed, pretending to be dead and not answering.

"Then when you press for me later, how long do you want to press for me?" Yanqin asked again in a different way.

Feng or changed his position and thought for a while, and his neck also turned red.

Finally, when Yanqin finished the other movements and asked Feng Or to sit behind him and press his legs, because Yanqin was so flexible that he almost touched the ground, Feng Or, who helped him press his back, was equivalent to most of the people lying on Yanqin's back. on the back.

Feng or his cheeks were flushed, and he forgot to count down, when he heard Yan Qin counting down, "30, 31, 32..."

……

After 30 minutes, the game is over.

Feng You tried his best but failed to beat Yanqin, and he only woke up when he was standing on the sidelines drinking water.

In the ball game just now, the two collided so many times, but it was because it was only for a moment, and he didn't even have red ears.

So, when he was warming up, was he fed up by those tens of seconds?