mist [unlimited]

Flying chess is usually played by four people, seven teams and seven people are divided into four groups, Li Chun is in a group alone, and Ji Yushi is naturally in a group with Song Qinglan.

The conditions were negotiated, but Ji Yushi didn't win a single game after playing several games.

Fortunately, the game continues the rules played in the training of the students using the point system, and only the group with the fewest points will be punished.

Li Chun is worthy of being a scumbag who wanders all over Jiangcheng, and the punishment he came up with is very stupid: turn his back on everyone, and write "I am a pig" with his butt.

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

Tang Le, who was in a group with her brother, also cursed: "Chun'er, wait, you will be next!!"

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

The two big men couldn't do anything but twist their butts at everyone.

Zhou Mingxuan clapped his hands: "Pick up your clothes! Buttocks are exposed!! Let me see if your buttocks are beautiful!"

Everyone: "Hahahahahahaha!"

Even Ji Yushi laughed, he didn't expect this straight guy to be so silly and funny, he was really interesting.

The twins were in uniform, lifted their T-shirts to reveal their lower bodies, and wrote the three words "I am a pig" in the air one stroke at a time, up, down, left, and right. Every twist would make everyone laugh.

"try harder!!"

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

"It's simply the best buttocks in the buttocks!"

The two yelled at each other while completing the punishment, and Li Chun almost burst into tears from laughter.

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

Ingenuity and super memory do not work in this type of game. The game process is completely random. Once the dice are in Li Chun's hands, they cannot be passed to Ji Yushi's hands.

The luck of their group was neither good nor bad. After Duan Wen simulated several vulgar games such as drinking Zhou Mingxuan's milk, Tang Qi Tang Le rolling and blowing balloons, and Li Chun drinking water upside down, they really lost once.

All four of Li Chun's planes reached the destination, and Song Qinglan asked leisurely, "How do you want to punish?"

Song Qinglan's brows were deep, and her usual majesty was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even if she asked for punishment with a smile on her face, it still made Li Chun feel terrified.

"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're a coward!!"

"I'm not convinced!! Why! Why are they treated differently by this group! Am I not as good-looking as Advisor Ji?!"

Everyone shouted dissatisfaction.

Song Qinglan had already stood up, clapping her hands and preparing for the move: "A hundred push-ups?"

Ready to stand up even during monsoon rains.

Zhou Mingxuan: "Wait!"

Song Qinglan and Ji Yushi paused together.

Seeing the light in Zhou Mingxuan's small eyes during the rainy season, I had a bad premonition in my heart. With their childishness...

Sure enough, Zhou Mingxuan pretended to be profound and said: "Push-ups are fine, but for Team Song, this is worse than scratching an itch. Consultant Ji can definitely do it too, isn't it too simple?"

Song Qinglan: "Then?"

"Change it to push-ups with weights." Zhou Mingxuan requested, "Consultant Ji sits on Team Song's back, keeping his feet off the ground until Team Song carries him on his back."

During the monsoon rain: "..."

Everyone: "Carry him! Carry him!"

Li Chun counseled: "Then, it wasn't me who said it, it was Lao Zhou who said it!!"

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

Li Chun immediately nodded violently: "I want to!"

"boring."

Song Qinglan sneered, saying that, she had already started to unlock the communicator on her wrist.

Seeing his preparations, the crowd became even more violent.

Song Qinglan put the communicator aside and got down on the ground.

He is tall and has a big frame. Such a movement makes the back muscles stretched obviously, wide and firm.He calmly propped his arms on the floor, his whole body was like a straight iron plate, and raised his chin to Ji Yushi: "Come on."

When Ji Yushi stood beside Song Qinglan, everyone thought he would definitely not do it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Song Qinglan finished speaking, Ji Yushi looked at the crowd and said, "Actually, I thought you would let me lie under Team Song."

Everyone: "???"

Everyone: "Then you lie down!"

During the monsoon rains, 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 [-] million! ! !

But let them regret scolding their mothers, Ji Yushi had already walked over and sat down with his hands on Song Qinglan's back, and then crossed his legs.

Ji Yushi's palm touched Song Qinglan's back, and through a thin layer of fabric, Song Qinglan felt the hot palm temperature.

No one knows, the monsoon season is actually very tense now.

"Sit tight."

Song Qinglan said.

The triceps, latissimus dorsi and other muscle groups are working at the same time. They 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 rain.Amid the booing, Song Qinglan had completed nearly thirty.

He looked thin during the monsoon rains, but he weighed nearly [-] kilograms anyway.Unless you exercise for a long time, few people can bear such weight-bearing push-ups.

Song Qinglan's movements became slower and slower, and soon sweat broke out on her forehead.

He gritted his teeth, and there were blue veins on his forehead, which he discovered during the monsoon rain.

"Consultant Ji is distressed!"

"Hahahahaha, lie on Team Song!"

"Sixty! Damn it!"

Ji Yushi just drooped his eyelashes and didn't move or speak, trying to stabilize himself so as not to burden Song Qinglan.

Ji Yushi has a little talent on how to do it so as not to increase the excitement of everyone.

The more he doesn't talk, the less they can add drama.

One hundred weighted push-ups were finally done.

As soon as Ji Yushi got off Song Qinglan's back, Song Qinglan turned over and collapsed on the floor, panting on her back: "Old Zhou, just wait for me."

Song Qinglan was dripping with sweat, the beads of sweat shone like honey under the light, and a bottle of water was handed over from above.

Song Qinglan thought it was the mechanical arm that was so attentive, but only after hearing everyone's ridicule did she realize that it was Ji Yushi.He sat up and drank most of the bottle in one breath, and said with a smile, "Thanks."

Ji Yushi: "Thank you for your hard work."

Everyone: "Oh!!!"

Don't look away during the rainy season: "..."

A group of straight guys can't play any interesting memes, and they can't drink alcohol on the training ground.

After playing tricks on Song Qinglan and Ji Yu, everyone was no longer interested in how to make their teammates look ugly, and the rewards and punishments were mostly related to physical strength.

After playing for more than two hours, everyone finally broke up the game in a dispirited manner.

"After we're released, let's go drink." Li Chun suggested, "Before I left, my friend was preparing to renovate the nightclub. It's been a month, and it probably has opened."

"Which one are you going to again?" Tang Qi asked, yawning tiredly, "Aren't you afraid of meeting that girl?"

That girl was the girl Li Chun had been thinking about not getting a phone call before leaving.

But in Bubble World, they have already dated and found that they are not suitable for each other. Li Chun thanked each other indifferently: "No, no, when is the fate, let's play with another family!"

They discussed where to go, and Duan Wen said: "You choose a normal place, it's a dirty place, can Consultant Ji go?"

Ji Yushi said: "Yes, you can call me when the time comes."

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

The nightclub is noisy and full of fish and dragons. During the monsoon rains, he is gentle and handsome. It seems that he is not the type who can go to a nightclub and get high.

Only Song Qinglan knew that they were at the roadside vending booth at PU-31, and Ji Yushi once said that he looked at him like a pervert staring at him in a gay bar.They were not familiar with each other at that time, so Song Qinglan didn't take this matter to heart, but now she remembered it.

When Song Qinglan looked at Ji Yu, she said to everyone, "We'll talk about that later. I'll 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!! In the past, they couldn't invite them no matter what!!"

Tang Le: "Hey, I know why!"

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

During the monsoon rain: "..."

If this goes on like this, he won't have to speak for the rest of his life.

Song Qinglan grabbed the pillow in her hand and threw it at them, "Get lost! There's no end to this!!"

It was late at night, and everyone had to do a psychological evaluation the next day, and a few people walked away laughing after the quarrel.

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

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

Ji Yushi didn't look up: "Dice."

Song Qinglan asked, "You still want to play?"

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

Ji Yu couldn't see its shadow from the ground, but didn't say anything, just said lightly: "No."

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

Ji Yushi raised his head, and as they did before, he naturally held 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 to the area behind the monsoon rain, and gently touched his heel.

Ji Yushi subconsciously took a step forward and almost bumped into Song Qinglan, but Song Qinglan grabbed her shoulder before stopping.

The distance suddenly narrowed, and they were too close, which made both of them stunned for a moment.

Since talking about it, their current relationship has become more than friends. Even the teammates have acquiesced that they are a couple, but in fact they are not lovers yet.

Regarding the 24-hour wait, Ji Yushi has not yet given an answer, and Song Qinglan is still waiting.

The actions that used to be natural became subtle during this short but long wait.

Secretive, throbbing.

Know each other only.

Song Qinglan gave way a little, but when Ji Yushi heard it, she said, "Captain Song, I'm a man."

Sudden mention of this made Song Qinglan puzzled: "Huh?"

I saw Ji Yushi was looking at him, and said calmly, "I am 25 years old, my physical condition is sound, my hair is not strong enough, but occasionally I grow stubble. I like guns, I like fighting, and I am good at softness." Can climb rocks with bare hands, has obvious male muscle lines, and has the morning erection reaction that you will also have in the morning."

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

Ji Yushi shook his head: "I just want to remind you that I think differently from you."

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

Ji Yushi did not speak.

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

When Ji Yu had a fever in his ears: "...No."

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

It can be seen that during the monsoon rains, the rest was not bad this time.

The tired light blue color under his eyes was gone, and the feeling of fragility he gave during the mission also disappeared without a trace.

If a person is too smart and too forbearing, the quality of sleep will be poor. Song Qinglan was worried that he would be difficult to fall asleep because of overthinking, but now she is relieved a lot, and she doesn't want to say more words to have a negative effect.

It's only been a few hours, and he should be able to bear it no matter what, so he said to Ji Yushi: "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 you wake up."

Ji Yushi: "Good."

Song Qinglan said, "Good night."

Ji Yushi: "Good night."

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

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

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

The screen sensed his movements and automatically lit up, showing the time and date.

The communicator time is incorrect.

It was transferred to the next morning, and there were still nearly 7 hours before now—it was the 24th hour of his confession to the monsoon rain.

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

The only day to consider the deadline during the monsoon.

has been artificially advanced.

Close the door, the heart beats fast during the monsoon rain.

The lights in the private training room were bright, and the mirror reflected his current appearance, which he had never seen before.

Everything that needs to be said has been said, and what needs to be reminded has also been reminded.

I wanted to drink a bottle of water to calm down during the monsoon rain, but just as I unscrewed the bottle cap, the door was knocked.

As soon as Ji Yushi opened the door, Song Qinglan squeezed in unceremoniously.

He came aggressively, and the male hormones and strong sense of oppression in his body approached step by step, pushing Ji Yushi between the wall and himself.

Ji Yushi had no choice but to retreat, and couldn't see his expression clearly, feeling uneasy: "Why—"

Song Qinglan lowered her head and kissed her.