Tennis Superstar Reborn

Chapter 42

Like a puppet, Chen Song was led by Ji Zhun and pressed to the edge of the bed. His head was blank and his throat felt a little dry. Ji Zhun was sitting next to him, the mattress was slightly sunken, and Chen Song's hair was about to stand on end. Woke up.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

Chen Song muttered in his heart, but he didn't know why it was strange, since both of them were men.

Ji Zhun lifted Chen Song's right arm, and said coldly, "Look at it."

Chen Song turned his head and met Ji Zhun's eyes. He was obviously deserted, but he seemed to be able to suck people in. The eyes of the two were stuck in the air for a few seconds. Chen Song turned his head first, cleared his throat, "Look Watch."

"Do you use the back of your head?" Ji Zhun said with a hint of a smile in his voice.

Chen Song turned around again in embarrassment, saw that Ji Zhun had squeezed the ointment into his palm, rubbed his palm to warm it up, held his arm with one hand, and pressed his shoulder with the other hand, slowly, slowly Knead your palms down.

The comfortable Chen Song wanted to scream, but all the ambiguity and charm disappeared, and he smiled cheerfully, "Ji Zhun, you are really amazing! Ah! It hurts a little bit, ah! It's so comfortable!"

A series of groans from Chen Song ran into Ji Zhun's ears. Ji Zhun felt his eardrums itch, and squinted at Chen Song. This guy squinted his eyes comfortably now, and the sarcastic words Ji Zhun originally wanted to say disappeared all of a sudden. He stared at Chen Songrou's whirring side face for a while, lowered his eyes, kept kneading and pressing with his hands, and then heard regular breathing.

"Tch." Ji Zhun sneered.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Chen Song fell straight on the bed, and he didn't wake up. He rubbed himself, rolled up the quilt, wrapped himself into a cicada chrysalis, and fell asleep soundly.

Ji Zhun stood by the bed and watched Chen Song's series, with a smile in his eyes, he turned and went out.

Not long after, the door opened. After washing his hands, Ji Zhun stood at the door and looked at Chen Song on the bed. One thigh was sandwiched between the quilt, and his side waist was exposed. Ji Zhun frowned slightly. It was better than Ji Zhuo. It's no wonder that my sleeping position doesn't catch a cold.

Picking him up and putting him back on the bed, Chen Song put his arms around Ji Zhun's neck, and the breaths of the two of them seemed to meet together.

The bedside lamp emitted an ambiguous warm light. Ji Zhun's gaze slowly moved from Chen Song's tightly closed eyes to his rosy lips. Chen Song's lips were beautifully shaped, with obvious beads, and he smiled very cutely.. .....

Chen Song felt his mouth itchy, licked it, turned over and continued to sleep.

Ji Zhun looked at Chen Song's side face hidden in the shadows, and then lowered his eyes to stare at his fingers, which seemed to still have the warmth from Chen Song's lips, and he just thought -----

He stopped at the same spot and remained silent for a moment, Ji Zhun himself couldn't figure it out, just for a moment, what was going on with him, he looked at Chen Song on the bed again, there was a long breathing sound in the room, Ji Zhun stopped thinking , turned around and closed the door.

The next day, at dawn, Chen Song woke Wang Borong up. Wang Borong, who didn't take a shower last night, hated him, took advantage of Chen Song brushing his teeth in the bathroom, and hurriedly took a battle bath. inside.

The two of them moved quickly, and Aunt Zhang got up when they finished cleaning up, carrying a vegetable basket to go shopping.

"Hello, Aunt Zhang." Chen Song greeted Wang Borong.

Aunt Zhang responded with a smile, "Xiao Song and Rong Zi got up so early! Do you want to eat today? I just happened to buy vegetables..."

"No need, Aunt Zhang, you are good at cooking. I love to eat anything." Chen Song flattered me a little, and coaxed Aunt Zhang to go out happily.

Wang Borong looked at Chen Song with weird eyes, "I just found out, Songzier, you still have this skill, sweet talk, tsk tsk tsk."

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Chen Song said.

Upstairs, Ji Zhun also came down, saw Chen Song and Wang Borong bickering, and didn't say anything, but Chen Song found that Ji Zhun looked at him in a strange way today.

The three of them went out and ran around the entire villa area twice. There is a wetland park next to it. The villa area is even more green. The air is fresh in the morning, and the leaves on the grass are covered with dew. After running, the whole person feels refreshed .

When we went back, Aunt Zhang was already busy in the kitchen, and the smell was tangy. Wang Borong and Chen Song were sweating profusely. Wang Borong was carrying a towel, "Wash the pine nuts together!"

"Oh, then wait for me, I'll get a towel." Chen Song said.

Ji Zhun looked at Wang Borong coldly, "You go wash first, I have something to ask Chen Song."

Wang Borong didn't doubt that he was there, so Chen Song went to take a bath alone.Chen Song rubbed his head, covered in sweat, and asked puzzledly, "Why is it so urgent?"

"Come up with me." Ji Zhun went upstairs.

Chen Song couldn't figure it out, so he had to keep up. When he reached the second floor, he happened to meet Ji's father. Chen Song greeted him. Maybe it was Ji's father who woke up. two people.

Ji's father and Ji Zhun are people who don't talk much. When they meet each other, they also greet each other with one or two words of greeting, such as Ji's father coming down to have breakfast after taking a shower, and Ji Zhun's "Dad".Although there were few words, Chen Song could tell that Ji's father loved his son and Ji Zhun respected his father.

Last night's sharp and serious Papa Ji didn't seem to scare him that much anymore. Chen Song showed his canine teeth and smiled, Papa Ji was taken aback, responded with a smile and praised Chen Song as a good boy.

Chen Song hehehe, thinking that he is very happy to be praised as a good child while wearing an adult shell.On the third floor, before Chen Song could speak, a towel was thrown over his head, and Ji Zhun's cold voice was next to his ear, "Go take a bath first."

"Is there something wrong?" Chen Song asked in a low voice.

"You take a shower first, then talk."

Chen Song didn't ask any more questions, took a quick shower with the towel in his hand, dressed neatly inside, thinking of the first time staying overnight, Ji Zhun actually asked him to put it in neutral, his face was a little red, Chen Song got dressed, He came out with a towel hanging around his neck.

"I've finished washing." Chen Song shouted.

Ji Zhun nodded, "Wait for me."

The bathroom was filled with the familiar smell of shower gel, which he used frequently, and the steam was lingering. Ji Zhun actually felt that the bathroom was a bit strange and ambiguous. He opened the window for ventilation, and the cool wind blew on his face, extinguishing Ji Zhun's hot body.

He took a quick shower, and when Ji Zhun came out, Chen Song was sitting on a chair on the balcony. His hair was a little long and wet, and he was lazily wiping it with a towel in one hand. To him, showing little canine teeth.

"Ji Zhun, let me just say it! Today is a sunny day, look!" Chen Song pointed out the window.

It was a slightly cloudy day in the morning, as if the dark clouds had been blown away by the wind, the sun shone in an instant, and the whole room was filled with golden light, even the person on the balcony seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light.

Ji Zhunli's back stiffened on the spot, and the blood all over his body seemed to be hot again just for a moment.

"It's not bad." Ji Zhun said casually, and turned his attention to the table, "How about the weight on the wrist?"

Chen Song put the bath towel on the back of the chair next door, and was putting the weight on the wrists on the table one by one. Hearing Ji Zhun's question, he thought about it seriously, and said, "Actually, I still don't get used to it. I only wore it for two days, and said Really, when dealing with the big ball, my reaction was a few tenths of a second slower than expected...."

Under Chen Song's earnest feedback, Ji Zhun gradually calmed down, and the blood flowing in his body calmed down.

He sideways thought seriously, and hit the nail on the head, "Your physical fitness is still too weak, and your body is too thin, but this kind of thing can't be rushed."

Chen Song himself knew that Ji Zhun was approaching his physical limit little by little, but as Ji Zhun said, there was no rush.

"Go downstairs to eat first, and adjust your training appropriately." Ji Zhun looked gentle, and even patted Chen Song on the head, "Your bangs are long, remember to cut them short."

Chen Song also felt that it was blocking his eyes, and said nonchalantly: "Well, I will cut it myself."

Ji Zhun didn't say anything, and the two went downstairs side by side, but the hand that just patted Chen Song's head was put into his pocket.

After breakfast, as Ji Zhun said, the pace of today's training slowed down appropriately. After an hour of digestion, the three of them came to the tennis court. After warming up, instead of sparring, they swung and served the ball, and so on.

At noon, Chen Song and Wang Borong sat on Ji Zhun's desk and finished their homework for the seven days of the National Day. Congratulations, Wang Borong was in disbelief after finishing.

After a nap, on the first day of the long vacation, the sun was shining brightly, as if it had washed away the continuous rainy days in the first half month, and the hottest time at noon was almost catching up with summer.

Chen Song was wearing short sleeves and was acting as the referee. On the tennis court, Wang Borong was serving and Ji Zhun was on the opposite side.

One vs two, the final day until the final, this afternoon, what Ji Zhun did was to play a good game with the two of them.

Not as a sparring partner, but a real competition.

So Wang Borong on the opposite side was abused terribly, his vest was soaked, but he still persisted.As an audience, Chen Song seemed to see Wang Borong as he used to be, and Ji Zhun was still the same Ji Zhun.

"Two to zero, Ji Zhun wins." Chen Song reported.

Wang Borong was already paralyzed into noodles. He sat on the ground next to him and gulped water, poured water on his chest, didn't care, wiped his mouth, "Ji Zhun's physical strength is no one..." Finally Whispered to add a sentence really fucking perverted.

Ji Zhun pursed his lips, drank the water and didn't speak.

After a 10-minute break, Ji Zhun asked Chen Song to come on, and Chen Song was bewildered, meaning Ji Zhun didn't need to rest for a while?After all, it took more than 40 minutes to play -----

"No need." Ji Zhun shook his head.

Chen Song held the racket and served the ball.

Contrary to the practice of feeding the ball during training, Ji Zhun was very violent and aggressive at the beginning, all of which were strong balls. Chen Song's palms were numb from the shock. After losing a game, Chen Song's eyes burned more and more Yue Wang, but Ji Zhun smiled, glanced at Chen Song's wrist, and continued to not release the water.

In the first set, the powerful baseline shot was violently attacked, and in the second set, the multi-angle flexible net shot.

Chen Song had no chance of the third set.

During the break on the field, Chen Song drank water slowly, and Ji Zhun asked inadvertently, "Obviously I can't stand it, why don't you take off the weight?"

"Ah?" Chen Song was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Ji Zhun was talking about, and he was immediately stunned.

He didn't expect it! ! !

So Ji Zhun's low laughter was heard on the field, and Wang Borong shivered in fright.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the landmines of X2, Taoyao, preserved egg and lean pork porridge.

Drop three chapters today, try to be an anti-theft tomorrow, little angels pay attention!

I'm so sleepy, I'll try to go through three chapters tomorrow

Good night~