Sunshine Otaku

After returning to Yang Can's rented room, the two of them sorted out the things they moved from Peng Xiaochuan's dormitory today. When they were almost finished, Yang Can said to Peng Xiaochuan, "Although I didn't run tonight, exercise is a must."

Peng Xiaochuan looked at him and blinked, waiting for his command.

The two were standing in the not-so-spacious living room. Yang Can suddenly pointed at him and ordered, "Get down on the ground."

"Huh?" Peng Xiaochuan was stunned again as no surprise.

"Tell you to get down and do push-ups."

Only then did Peng Xiaochuan realize that this was the exercise program for tonight.He lay down on the carpet in front of the TV cabinet, with his face resting on his hands, his face was still flushed after drinking, and he looked at Yang Can from the bottom up with his eyes wide open.

Yang Can knelt down beside him, suddenly wanted to pinch his face for some reason, so she grabbed his face and pulled it out, causing Peng Xiaochuan to grin for a while, Yang Can couldn't bear it, so she let go and asked : "Does it hurt?"

Peng Xiaochuan shook his head quickly.

Yang Can helped him set up the standard posture for push-ups, and said: "Running can only exercise physical fitness. If you want to build muscles, you need to rely on other methods. Push-ups are the most suitable, simple and convenient, and the effect is good. My knees are straightened, and my hands are supported." Steady, make thirty first."

Peng Xiaochuan's waist and abdomen were weak, and his arm strength was limited. He couldn't hold on after doing sixteen or seventeen push-ups with irregular postures.Yang Can cheered him up while feeling disgusted: "Think about it, every time you do an extra push-up, you will be one step closer to Song Ying. Look at her waving to you right in front, her face looks like a flower, What a beautiful polar bear with white skin. If you persist a little longer, you will be able to meet her."

Peng Xiaochuan relied on his vague fantasies to support himself, and just finished a set of push-ups out of breath, Yang Can showed no mercy, and immediately ordered: "Good job, thirty more."

"Ah—" Peng Xiaochuan was crying.

"Ah what, show some energy." Yang Can said and got down beside Peng Xiaochuan, "I'll do it with you, is that okay?"

Peng Xiaochuan slumped down, supported his upper body with his elbows, and nodded happily.

Yang Can slapped him on the waist again: "Don't be lazy, straighten your waist."

After finally finishing the push-ups, Yang Can took out a pair of dumbbells from the corner of the living room.Peng Xiaochuan asked: "What is this going to do?"

"What are you doing? Lifting dumbbells, maybe they are still used for fighting." Yang Can put two dumbbells into Peng Xiaochuan's hands respectively, "Each set of thirty, five sets every day."

As soon as the dumbbell was in his hand, Peng Xiaochuan's arm immediately sank, and the dumbbell almost fell to the ground. He frowned and said, "It's so heavy."

"Heavy is right, can it be useful if it is not heavy?" He pinched Peng Xiaochuan's upper arm, "Just your small and thin arms, if you don't practice a little bit stronger, you won't even be able to hold Song Ying in the future."

Under Yang Can's supervision, Peng Xiaochuan finally finished the prescribed number of times intermittently. He sat on the carpet panting, and suddenly asked Yang Can, "Yang Can, don't you need to lift the dumbbell?"

"Why, you also want me to practice with you?"

Peng Xiaochuan didn't dare: "No, no, but your arms are so strong, it doesn't matter if you don't need to practice."

"That's right." Yang Can is very confident about her figure, "If it were me, not only would I be able to hug Song Ying, but I could even hug you."

Peng Xiaochuan looked at him straight: "Oh."

Yang Can looked at Peng Xiaochuan who was sitting on the carpet, suddenly got up, put one hand through his armpit, one hand through his knee bend, and hugged him violently with one hand.

"Wow!" Peng Xiaochuan was taken aback by the sudden suspension of his body, and hurriedly hugged Yang Can's shoulder in desperation.

Yang Can proudly said, "How about it, isn't it amazing?"

Peng Xiaochuan panicked: "Yang Can, let me down quickly."

Yang Can didn't agree, and deliberately hugged him and turned around twice: "You don't even have a fear of heights, do you?" Seeing Peng Xiaochuan's panicked face, she turned around a few more times, and asked with a smile: "Am I powerful, huh? Am I powerful?"

Peng Xiaochuan drank wine tonight, and his head became dizzy after such a turn. He hugged Yang Can tightly with both hands, and put his head on his shoulder, and quickly echoed: "Amazing! Yang Can, you, you are the most amazing!" !"

Only then did Yang Can stop in satisfaction, and put Peng Xiaochuan on the sofa. Peng Xiaochuan didn't know whether he was frightened or for some other reason. After sitting on the sofa for a long time, his heart was still beating non-stop.

Seeing that it was late, Yang Can urged him, "Okay, let's go here first today and take a shower."

"Oh." Peng Xiaochuan finally recovered, took his pajamas and went into the bathroom.

When Yang Can also came out of the shower, he found Peng Xiaochuan sitting motionless on the sofa in the living room like a statue. He wiped his hair and asked, "What are you doing here, aren't you sleepy?"

After tossing around for a long time, Peng Xiaochuan was a little sleepy, but he didn't dare to climb onto Yang Can's bed rashly, and he didn't even feel ashamed to enter Yang Can's bedroom, he grabbed his fingers and said, "I, I'm waiting for you. "

"Wait for me? Are you afraid to sleep alone?" Yang Can asked him with a malicious smile, "Or are you just waiting for me to go to bed with you and do something?"

Peng Xiaochuan realized the meaning of Yang Can's words, couldn't help being a little ashamed, and hurriedly denied, "That's not it."

Yang Can actually knew that he was embarrassed to go to bed first because of his thin skin, so she pulled him up from the sofa, pushed him into the bedroom, and finally sat on the bed with his shoulders pressed down: "Okay , I was joking with you. Go to bed early, you have class tomorrow on Monday." He asked again: "Is there any class in the first big class tomorrow morning?"

Peng Xiaochuan shook his head: "No."

"That's good, neither do I. Get up early tomorrow, and I'll dress you up."

Yang Can dried her hair, sat on the edge of the bed and drove Peng Xiaochuan inside: "Come over." Peng Xiaochuan moved in obediently, and Yang Can asked him, "Are you sleeping well?"

Peng Xiaochuan was afraid that he would dislike him, so he quickly replied: "I sleep very honestly."

"That's good. If you dare to move in your sleep, I'll kick you off the bed."

Peng Xiaochuan shrank in again: "Oh."

Yang Can rubbed his head: "I lied to you." He lifted the quilt and said, "Go to sleep."

After Yang Can turned off the light, he also lay down under the blanket. When he stretched his limbs, he inevitably bumped into Peng Xiaochuan's body. He fished it back: "Lie on the side like that, I don't care if you fall at night."

Peng Xiaochuan had no choice but to lie down next to him, huddling himself in the warm and soft quilt, his breath was full of Yang Can's smell.He turned his face and glanced at him, suddenly felt relieved, and couldn't help but say to him: "Yang Can, good night."

Yang Can smiled lightly in the dark, and said to him, "Good night."

As soon as the alarm clock rang the next day, Peng Xiaochuan felt a big hand grabbing his hair, and he heard Yang Can's vague voice floating from the other side of the pillow: "Get up, get up, don't sleep."

Peng Xiaochuan turned over without opening his eyes: "There is no class until 10:30."

Yang Can pushed his buttocks with her knee: "Get up, I said I'm going to do something big this morning."

Peng Xiaochuan rubbed his eyes sleepily: "What?"

Yang Can lifted the quilt, sat up straight, and took the quilt off Peng Xiaochuan's body by the way: "The previous ones were just small troubles, today I will play a big one for you, and I promise you will come out with a new look." This door." Yang Can pulled him up again: "Hurry up and brush my teeth and wash my face, immediately, immediately!"

After Peng Xiaochuan came back from washing, he sat sleepily on the bed and waited for Yang Can. After Yang Can finished washing, he opened the closet as soon as he entered the bedroom, and took out the new clothes that the two of them bought for Peng Xiaochuan the day before yesterday.

Yang Can thought about it, and decided to start with a safe and conservative route, and threw a white shirt to Peng Xiaochuan: "Put it on."

Peng Xiaochuan took it obediently, and began to unbutton the pajamas. Halfway through the unbuttoning, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, turned his back to Yang Can and continued to undress.

Yang Can snorted, "They're all men, why don't they show it?" She threw a pair of beige trousers to him, "Put these on, too."

After Peng Xiaochuan put on his shirt, he turned around and took the trousers handed over by Yang Can, then turned back and began to take off his pajama pants.

Yang Can thought about the pile of clothes for a while, then turned his head to look at Peng Xiaochuan, and saw that he was lifting one leg and stretching it into the trouser leg, the little buttocks tightly wrapped in underwear looked particularly upright when he made this movement , Yang Can couldn't hold back and went up to squeeze it: "Look at you, although you are thin, you still have some flesh here."

Peng Xiaochuan was taken aback by his actions, and called out softly. When he turned his head, his face turned red: "What are you doing?"

Yang Can said nonchalantly: "Squeeze your butt, that's not enough?" He finally picked out a knitted sweater from his own clothes and threw it to Peng Xiaochuan: "Put this on again and it's almost done."

Peng Xiaochuan took it and said hesitantly, "But isn't this your dress?"

Yang Can said: "If you are told to wear it, you can wear it. There is so much nonsense."

"Oh." Peng Xiaochuan had no choice but to put the sweater over the shirt.

Yang Can took out the new shoes he just bought and placed them at Peng Xiaochuan's feet: "Change your shoes."

Peng Xiaochuan sat on the bed and put on his new shoes. Yang Can had already washed his hands in the bathroom and came back, holding the contact lenses that Peng Xiaochuan had just fitted.He said to Peng Xiaochuan: "Sit down, raise your head, and put on contact lenses for you." Peng Xiaochuan sat down obediently, and Yang Can said again: "Keep your eyes wide open. It may be a little uncomfortable for the first time. Time will be fine."

Yang Can opened Peng Xiaochuan's upper and lower eyelids with his fingers, and carefully pasted the small transparent shell on his eyeballs.Peng Xiaochuan felt his eyeballs cool down, and his vision suddenly became clear. Yang Can's magnified face was just a short distance away, and all the breath he exhaled was sprinkled on his face, even his eyelashes trembled slightly due to his breath.Peng Xiaochuan felt a little nervous and couldn't help holding his breath.

"Okay." After putting on both contact lenses for Peng Xiaochuan, Yang Can took a step back and asked Peng Xiaochuan to stand up too. He looked him up and down, and smiled as if he was very satisfied, "Not bad, it's still not enough. The last step." Yang Can thought for a few seconds about the bottles of men's perfume on his cabinet, and finally chose the rectangular blue bottle, opened the cap and sprayed lightly on Peng Xiaochuan's neck twice.

Peng Xiaochuan lowered his head and sniffed, Yang Can asked him, "How is it?"

Peng Xiaochuan frowned and thought for a while: "Like Sprite."

Yang Can couldn't laugh or cry: "No taste." Then he pushed Peng Xiaochuan to the full-length mirror in the living room, supported his shoulders with both hands, and let him look at the completely new boy in the mirror: "How is it, isn't it good?"

Peng Xiaochuan looked into the mirror, and the person inside had short hair. After taking off the heavy black-rimmed glasses, his young face was rarely completely revealed. Although his facial features were not outstanding, they were highlighted by his fair complexion. Show a little delicate feeling.The white shirt on the upper body is covered with a navy blue cardigan sweater, which looks refined and neat, and also has a bookish look.Since the jacket is Yang Can's clothes, it fits him a little loosely, which just rightly creates a sense of leisure that doesn't violate harmony.The beige cotton trousers are well-fitting and have a visual effect of elongating the legs. At the bottom are a pair of black canvas shoes, which are simple and energetic, giving this outfit a clean and refreshing finish from top to bottom.

Peng Xiaochuan looked at himself in the mirror, and was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do.Is that person really him?Can he also become this glamorous and foreign-looking?If he walked beside Yang Can like this, he could finally look like his true friend, instead of a humble existence who was ashamed, dumbfounded, and could be complacent as long as he could be his follower.

Looking at his new look, Peng Xiaochuan always felt that this was not what he should look like. He was not used to it, and he felt embarrassed, but he couldn't help liking it in his heart.He bit his lip, showing a shy expression on his face, his cheeks were pinkish red, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.

Yang Can raised his chin with his hand, making him look at the person in the mirror again: "Do you like it?"

Peng Xiaochuan nodded vigorously: "I like it."

Yang Can looked into the mirror from behind Peng Xiaochuan, looked at him in the mirror, and couldn't help smiling.He seemed to be admiring a masterpiece completed by himself. Not only was he full of a sense of accomplishment, but he also had some cherished feelings. He asked, "Do you like me?"

Peng Xiaochuan turned around and looked him in the eyes, nodded more vigorously: "I like it!"

Yang Can smiled and rubbed the top of his head: "It's pretty good."