elopement

Chu Shiyu laughed, and stared at Yan Ran helplessly, thinking that he was funny and a second grader, Yan Ran blinked unwillingly, not only Chu Shiyu, but also the rest of the class laughed.

"Okay, then go for it." Chu Shiyu saw that Yan Ran didn't look like he was joking at all, so he could only treat him seriously and in the most popular way of encouraging people. Chu Shiyu raised the coffee in his hand as wine, and compared to Yan Ran :"I wish you success."

A faint smile flashed across Yan Ran's eyebrows, he was still staring at Chu Shiyu, with the desire to occupy in the depths of his eyes that no one had noticed, I will, he said silently in his heart.

The summer vacation of the international school is earlier than that of other schools, so Yan Luan no longer has classes in the middle and late June. He has to train in the summer vacation, so he cannot go abroad like other international school students; and this is less than half a month of free time In time, Yan Luan became a potted plant in Chu Shiyu's house, no, it was a pendant of Chu Shiyu's.

Apart from sleeping in his own apartment at night, he went downstairs to buy breakfast from the old man at the gate of the community and went straight to the building where Chu Shiyu lived. He woke up Chu Shiyu at 08:30 every day, and then stayed at Chu Shiyu's house all morning He just sits on the sofa and watches movies while working. The angle of the sofa in Chu Shiyu’s living room is very good. Not only can you see the TV, but you can also see Chu Shiyu who is facing him at work. Yan Lun usually watched the two-hour movie seriously. Time no more than half an hour.

Yan Luan didn't take a nap at noon, so he was forced by Chu Shiyu to go to the garden of the community to practice his voice, and when Chu Shiyu finished his nap, he knocked on the door on time with coffee.

At noon that day, Yan Luan received a call from Chu Shiyu as soon as he bought the coffee. Chu Shiyu said briefly on the phone: "Wait for me at the gate of the community."

So Yan Luan, Mr. Pendant, took his coffee and stood obediently at the gate of the community. Three minutes later Chu Shiyu came out in the car, Yan Luan got into the car and asked him, "Where are you going?"

Chu Shiyu probably just woke up, and his body was still a little weak. He cast a glance at Yan Luan who was overly energetic: "Take you to release your energy."

Yan Luan put the coffee in the holder in the car, went to see the finish line on Chu Shiyu's navigator, and frowned: "Gym?"

Chu Shiyu nodded, and within 15 minutes, he drove to the gym he often went to, called "NINB". It was not long after it opened, and there were few people and it was clean. Because the consumption was relatively high, the cleanliness and safety inside were very good.

Yan Luan has never been to the gym, and the gym is quite far away for big boys like them who are in good shape and don't usually lack exercise.

In the afternoon on weekdays, there was almost no one in the gym, except for the person standing at the entrance of the gym wearing a pair of black super red Chu Shiyu and Yan Luan, who was trembling with laughter.

"...Why is he here?" Yan Ran was very upset.

"He drove it." Chu Shiyu explained briefly, he walked towards Zhong Jiang, Zhong Jiang expertly led Chu Shiyu in, Yan Lan's good mood just now was swept away, and suddenly he felt that the surroundings became gloomy.

"Yan Luan, do you want to make some equipment? I'll find a trainer for you." Zhong Jiang suggested after entering the gym.

Yan Luan looked at Chu Shiyu who walked into the locker room, then looked around at the hunk men's equipment, and asked Zhong Jiang: "What does the teacher do?"

"Him?" Zhong Jiang's eyes were doting, like a sword reaching Yan Ran's heart, not only piercing the eyes but also piercing the heart.

"He doesn't like to do these things, I will play with him." Zhong Jiang said.

"What ball?" There are all kinds of equipment here, and he doesn't see any court.

"Ping-pong, the arena is on the first floor, and your teacher is very good at table tennis." Zhong Jiang admired.

Yan Luan muffled his head and said "hmm", Chu Shiyu changed into sportswear and sneakers and came out, with an extra pair of table tennis bats in his hand, walked over and said to Zhong Jiang, "Let's go?"

Zhong Jiang nodded, and Chu Shiyu looked at Yan Luan again: "You practice the equipment here, and there will be a coach to teach you over there."

Yan Luan stood there watching Zhong Jiang and Chu Shiyu's backs getting further and further away, and their faces getting darker and darker. At this moment, a muscular coach walked up to Yan Luan: "Little handsome guy, why are you in a daze? Take a look?"

Yan Luan glanced at him, it was better for someone to talk to him at this time than to be left alone alone, he nodded and followed the coach to the lifting area.

The ping-pong hall downstairs was built by Zhong Jiang specially requisitioning part of the parking lot. It is bright and clean with complete facilities.

"You've improved." After a few rounds, Chu Shiyu's forehead was covered with sweat. He said with a slight smile, bent down to pick up the ball that fell on the ground, and quickly served the ball. The ball brushed against the net. Zhong Jiang pursed his lips tightly. , reacted quickly to catch the ball, and when the ball returned to Chu Shiyu's side, Chu Shiyu's strength was lighter, and he hit Zhong Jiang by surprise with a light backhand ball.

"If you lose, Teacher Chu is better." Zhong Jiang picked up the ball, went to the shelf next to him to get water to drink, and gave a bottle to Chu Shiyu, half complaining and half coquettish: "I also specially found our school's table tennis player The ball coach taught me."

Chu Shiyu took a sip of water, his eyes were a little red from sweating for a week, and his face was watery, making him even more translucent and beautiful. Zhong Jiang stared at him: "It's different from the coach of the national team."

Chu Shiyu lowered his eyes, wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, and said with a smile, "Isn't it me who is talented?"

Zhong Jiang walked towards Chu Shiyu, suddenly put her arms around his waist, pulled him to her, then kissed Chu Shiyu's forehead, and said hoarsely, "Yes, Mr. Chu is very talented."

Chu Shiyu turned his face sideways, Zhong Jiang didn't let him go, directly pressed his cheek, lowered his head to kiss the corner of Chu Shiyu's mouth: "Don't hide from me."

"There will be someone..." Chu Shiyu said softly, his breathing was messed up by Zhong Jiang's sudden attack, Zhong Jiang pushed Chu Shiyu against the door: "I locked the door, no one will disturb us. "

Chu Shiyu was forced to raise his head, Zhong Jiang pushed one leg into his nipple, deliberately touching and grinding his sensitive parts, Chu Shiyu's eyes became redder, and the small tear mole under his eyes looked like a seduction, Zhong Jiang Fascinated, he lowered his head and kissed Chu Shiyu's red, moist and soft lips.

"Bang bang bang!"

Just when Zhong Jiang was about to tear off Chu Shiyu's clothes, the door of the table tennis hall suddenly slammed, Chu Shiyu put both hands on Zhong Jiang's shoulders, and softly ordered: "Let go."

Four words flashed between Zhong Jiang's eyebrows: "It's so blue!"

He felt that he was about to explode and die when he was interrupted at this time, but the sound of slamming the door was violent and endless, Zhong Jiang could only let go of Chu Shiyu, with a low and sullen voice: "Let me see who is stupid. I don't want a job anymore."

Chu Shiyu stood on the spot and straightened his clothes and hair. Watching Zhong Jiang turn around and walk towards the door, the door of the table tennis room opened. Yan Ran stood outside the door with a furious face and looked at the furious Zhong Jiang inside the door.

"Your employee touched me!" Yan Luan suppressed the urge to hit someone, and growled at Zhong Jiang, who also raised his eyebrows, and let out a burst of anger: "What the hell?"

Yan Luan gritted his teeth, and looked aggrievedly at Chu Shiyu who also came up from behind with a confused expression.

The thing is like this, it was quite normal for the coach to teach Yan Luan at the beginning, let him warm up first, then get familiar with the weight of dumbbells and barbells, and then let Yan Luan try to start lifting.

Something was wrong here, the coach stuck up to Yan Luan from behind when he was struggling to lift the barbell, and muttered: "Is it because I can't lift it anymore?"

"I can move." At that time, Yan Lun thought that the coach was too considerate and wanted to help him. Unexpectedly, after Yan Luan said that he didn't need help, the coach still stuck to him, and his muscular arms went around Yan Lun, hugging him from behind. Looking at him, Yan Luan is actually much taller than this coach, but his figure is clear and thin, and his circumference is not big.

At this time, Yan Luan gradually felt that something was wrong, and after he fully lifted the barbell, the coach's hand was removed, and Yan Lun breathed a sigh of relief, at this moment, those hands directly touched Yan Lun's buttocks!And fuck it!

Yan Luan smashed the barbell, turned around and said to the coach, "What are you doing?!"

The coach's hand was still in mid-air, and he was stunned for a moment and immediately retracted his hand. It must not be the first time he did this, and his reaction was extremely quick: "I'm teaching you, what's wrong? If something is broken, you have to pay for it. "

Listening to the entire description of Yan Luan being accused of eating tofu, Zhong Jiang's rage gradually calmed down. He couldn't help laughing when he saw the high school student's frantic appearance, just...it's funny, but Zhong Jiang quickly suppressed it: "Okay, I'll go and see what's going on."

Saying that, Zhong Jiang went up, Chu Shiyu walked up to Yan Luan, and gave him a bottle of water, Yan Luan took it, drank half of the bottle and still couldn't calm down his inner displeasure, he had never been eaten tofu before. , I was so angry that I regretted why the barbell didn't hit the coach directly.

"Can you play ping-pong?" Chu Shiyu asked Yan Ran, looking at Yan Luan's face of aggrieved and angry.

Yan Luan glanced at Chu Shiyu, who was wearing a jersey. The shorts reached a little above his knees. Chu Shiyu's legs were long, straight and white. When Chu Shiyu was lying on the sofa reading a book the evening before yesterday, Yan Lun even touched it secretly. It was very slippery. Yu calmed down a little, and answered him: "A little bit."

"En." Chu Shiyu nodded, and he gave Yan Luan a beat: "I'll teach you."

Yan Ran took the racket and stood on the other side of the table.

Chu Shiyu served, and Yan Luan's serve was very easy to catch. Yan Lun smoothly fought against him. In the second round, it was Yan Lun's turn to serve, and he was ready to hit the ball with the ball.

"Wait." Chu Shiyu said, "Your action is wrong."

Yan Luan stopped what he was doing and saw Chu Shiyu walking towards him. Chu Shiyu took the ball out of Yan Luan's hand and instructed: "Bend down, bend down a little."

Chu Shiyu patted Yan Luan on the back, and told Yan Luan how far he should bend with the strength of his palm. After Yan Luan had bent, Chu Shiyu turned to Yan Lun's front again: "Hands, you should put them like this."

Chu Shiyu held Yan Ran's wrist, his palm was very hot, Yan Ran felt his skin was scalded by him, and suddenly felt a little stuffy.

"Well, that's it. The palm of the hand holding the ball should be spread out. When serving the ball, throw it upwards, and then hit it with the racket."

Chu Shiyu adjusted Yan Lun's movements and asked Yan Lun to take a look. Not only was Yan Lun distracted, but some small jokes suddenly popped up in his mind, so he threw up the table tennis ball and made an unprecedented and unsightly and non-standard serving action. .

The small yellow ball was hit against the wall like a squash ball, then bounced back and danced on the ground like a restless factor in Yan Luan's heart.

Chu Shiyu: ...

"Come on, hold my hand and feel what kind of movement you should use."

Chu Shiyu said.

"Boom!" The heart was picked up by those restless factors and then thrown into the air, as if setting off fireworks, Yan Luan's Xiao Jiujiu worked, and he was partly ashamed and partly happy, watching Chu Shiyu stand in front of him, and greeted him Say, "You hold my hand."

Chu Shiyu took the racket from Yan Ran's hand. He turned his back to Yan Ran and couldn't see Yan Ran's expression. He only knew that Yan Ran's hands were sweaty. His chest was full of heat, like an engine that continuously pumped out heat.

Chu Shiyu in his arms slowly raised his arms, Yan Luan wanted to get closer, he lowered his head, almost burying his head in Chu Shiyu's shoulder, as if hugging Chu Shiyu tightly from behind.

He could smell Chu Shiyu's sweet perfume; Chu Shiyu's sportswear was not tight, and the collar was relatively large. He followed Chu Shiyu's neck, saw the thin black thread, and saw the agarwood falling inside, and the agarwood followed. Watching his movements up and down, like a young leaf rippling in the middle of a lake in the spring breeze, it swayed back and forth on Chu Shiyu's chest, swayed to the side of the light-colored nipples, swayed past, and then swayed to the other side.

"Do you understand this kind of movement?" After Chu Shiyu demonstrated it again, he turned his head, but he didn't expect Yan Ran to be so close to him. The moment he turned his head, his lips almost touched Yan Ran's face. Yan Ran stared at him with dark eyes. Yes, there seemed to be a thick and intense undercurrent flowing in the depths of the blackness, Chu Shiyu's heart sank, and he calmly broke away from Yan Ran's touch: "Practice yourself."

Those shaky and too close images seem to be playing in Yan Luan's mind in a loop at 120 million pixels and [-] frames per second. Yan Luan looked at Chu Shiyu who walked to the rest area and sat down. He picked up the ping pong ball on the ground, and then sent the ball out in a very standard posture, but Chu Shiyu was thinking about something and didn't look at him.

"I've checked, he does have some thoughts about you." At this moment, Zhong Jiang walked in from the outside, and he looked at Yan Luan: "I have deducted his salary, and I will treat you to dinner tonight as a gift for you." Apologize."

Chu Shiyu sat on the sofa in silence, Yan Ran's embarrassment had long since disappeared, he nodded and agreed to Zhong Jiang's proposal.

"I'll play with you for a while." Seeing that Yan Luan was holding the racket, Zhong Jiang took the initiative to walk to the other side of the table, ready to play two rounds with him, at this moment Chu Shiyu stood up: "You guys play first, I'll go to the bathroom. "

Yan Luan watched Chu Shiyu go out, he couldn't determine what Chu Shiyu's subtle and sudden state change came from, but he just felt a little uneasy.

After Chu Shiyu left, he threw a ball high and hit Zhong Jiang, but Zhong Jiang didn't catch it. He slowly put away the unscrupulous look just now, stood up straight, and squinted his eyes across the table to stare at the ball. Looking at Yan Luan, he said seriously: "You boy, are you thinking about your teacher?"