I seduce my rival by becoming beautiful

"Cockroach, the cockroach seems to have run away..." Zhuang Qi couldn't hear the weak voice, but he could clearly see the scene in front of him.

In the lounge, Jin Xingmao was pushed against the corner by a tall, muscular man. The sportswear was half hung on his neck and left arm, revealing his white and thin waist and pink cherry, and the loose sports pants with elastic bands were crooked Rubbing obliquely under the pelvis, revealing one side of the black boxers.

The man's hands were on his waist, trying to open his pants.

I don't know how long I struggled, my face, neck and ears were flushed, hot sweat mixed with my hair, wet and sticky stuck to my forehead, slid down my cheeks, and rolled from my cheeks to my neck.

Zhuang Qi's eyes froze, before he had time to think, he rushed up and pulled the tall and strong man away, and punched him in the face as hard as iron.

The man was caught off guard by a fist, and fell unsteadily on the bench, hitting his head on the edge of the chair. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and supported his body with his hands so as not to roll along the chair and fall to the ground.

A fist didn't relieve his anger, Zhuang Qi's eyes were cloudy, one hand grabbed the man's collar and pulled him up, the other hand clenched tightly into a fist, seeing that he was about to greet the man's face, the shocked Jin Xingmao suddenly yelled "stop".

Zhuang Qi felt his wrists being held by a pair of warm hands, his body froze, and when he turned around, he saw Jin Xingmao, disheveled and disheveled, holding his hands, those dark brown eyes were beautiful, as if he had a kind of ability to draw people The magic power sucked in made Zhuang Qi's heart beat faster, and the beating was extremely irregular.

He furrowed his brows in a panic, and said to Jin Xingmao in a low voice, "Put on your clothes."

Resisting the unknown anger and anger, he slowly let go of the man, staring at Chang Lin with extremely dark eyes.

"Zhuang Qi, you misunderstood!" Jin Xingmao quickly came back to his senses, let go of Zhuang Qi and put on his clothes, and explained to him while reaching out to help Chang Lin.

"This is my fitness trainer, not what you see." Jin Xingmao knew that Zhuang Qi must have misunderstood the two of them when he walked in. He couldn't help but treat Chang Lin out of humanitarianism. hands on.

But in reality it wasn't what he saw.

Jin Xingmao sighed helplessly. Seeing blood oozing from the corner of Chang Lin's mouth, he quickly took out a tissue from his bag and gave it to him, then turned to face Zhuang Qi and helped his forehead: "Just now when I was changing clothes, a piece of paper suddenly fell from the ceiling. A cockroach fell into my clothes and scared me badly, just when Chang Lin came in to look for me, I asked him to help."

"Then the cockroach was jumping up and down, and I felt—I felt like everything was crawling on my buttocks. I was too scared to move, so I asked Chang Lin to look at it for me...so it became what you saw."

After Jin Xingmao finished explaining, the lounge fell into an eerie silence.

The aggrieved Chang Lin touched his face and stood behind Jin Xingmao, like a little milk dog who has been wronged. The round dog's eyes are drooping, and the owner needs to pat his head to get better.

Knowing that he had misunderstood, Zhuang Qi looked at the helpless Jin Xingmao, and then at the aggrieved and pitiful Chang Lin, who was obviously taller than the man in front of him, pretending to be Lin Daiyu.

Displeasure flashed across Zhuang Qi's eyes, but was quickly covered up by indifference.

"Sorry, I didn't understand the situation clearly. It was my fault for beating people. I will pay for the medical expenses. If you need any compensation, please tell me."

Chang Lin expressed his understanding for this, no matter who was in the scene just now, he would have misunderstood it.

"No, it doesn't matter. If I see such a scene, I will be misunderstood and impulsive. I will go to the infirmary and apply ice."

Having said that, he rubbed against Jin Xingmao's arm. This action was more like a clingy big dog.

Zhuang Qi's eyes darkened slightly, thinking that Jin Xingmao would notice the opponent's small movements and avoid it. Not thinking about it for a second, Jin Xingmao raised his hand and pressed Chang Lin's injured side face.

"The injury is not serious. I'll take you to the hospital."

"Will you trouble Mr. Jin?"

Jin Xingmao waved his hand and said with a smile: "What's the trouble, let's go, change your clothes quickly, or you'll get swollen later."

After finishing speaking, he said earnestly to Zhuang Qiyu: "Ah Qi, it is a good thing to be brave in the face of righteousness, but a more appropriate method must be adopted. Although I know you have good intentions, but you are too impulsive." In fact, if you were yourself, you would be impulsive Raising his fist and hitting the opponent's face, thinking about it, it seems that he has no right to preach to Zhuang Qi.

"But thank you anyway, I'll go first, and send Coach Chang to the hospital to treat the wound."

Zhuang Qi glanced lightly at Chang Lin's already swollen cheeks, feeling restless and restless for no reason in his heart, and after a long silence, he suddenly said, "I was wrong first, I didn't understand the situation, I'll see you off."

Zhuang Qi offered to send them to the hospital?No auditory hallucinations?is this real?

Jin Xingmao blinked vigorously and then subconsciously wanted to pick out his ears. He realized that this behavior was not elegant, so he quickly put down his hands and nodded with a smile: "Okay, then I will trouble you."

Jin Xingmao and Chang Lin stood side by side in front of the locker, chatting and laughing as they changed their clothes. Zhuang Qi, who was sitting on the edge of the chair, seemed bored, but was actually listening to the conversation between the two and paying attention to the rustling of the cloth. There is movement.

Thinking of the beautiful figure that caught my eye when I first entered the lounge, I couldn't help rolling in my throat, and I restrained myself for a long time before I turned around and peeked at Jin Xingmao who was changing clothes behind me.

After returning from a business trip, for some reason, I thought about Jin Xingmao more and more. He had lied to me before, and I always hated him because of it. I wished I would never see this person again. A little, or will you feel your heart beating faster and flustered?

This kind of situation has happened especially frequently recently. Before, it could be controlled a little bit, but now it can't be suppressed at all.

It was as if something was about to break through the body.

Zhuang Qi and Yan Ke explained the reasons of the matter concisely and clearly, and asked him to go back first. When Yan Ke heard this, he immediately changed his clothes and went to the hospital together.

Four big men in sportswear were sitting in the corridor of the hospital. They were also four good-looking men with outstanding figures except Jin Xingmao. They immediately attracted the attention of many young nurses and ladies.

People are visual animals, and if they look good, they can't help but want to look at them more, no matter what age they are.

When it was Chang Lin's turn, Jin Xingmao got up and followed in, but was stopped by Chang Lin.

"Mr. Jin, it's nothing, just a little injury, don't be so nervous."

"Then go in, I'll wait for you outside."

Chang Lin smiled happily and scratched the tip of his nose: "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Jin."

"This matter happened because of me, so there's no need to talk about trouble. Well, you can go in quickly."

Afraid of hurting the bones of his face, Jin Xingmao insisted on taking Chang Lin to take a film, and he was relieved when nothing unusual happened.

Although it was a bit of a fuss, I really believed that Chang Lin would not be the kind of person who would blackmail people, but for Zhuang Qi and his own good, it's better to be on the safe side.

After treating the wound, after this little episode, the few people who hadn't eaten were indeed a little hungry. Jin Xingmao proposed to invite Chang Lin and Zhuang Qi to eat. , Yan Ke was afraid that Zhuang Qi would refuse in a second, so he hurriedly answered for him, but Zhuang Qi gave him a cold look and said nothing.

Chang Lin was doing muscle-building exercises, and people in their profession have always been very restrained in their diet. He didn't want to eat at first, and he didn't want to take advantage of Jin Xingmao's kindness, let alone indulge once, so he agreed.

Jin Xingmao chose a Japanese-style barbecue restaurant with an average of [-] yuan.

The Japanese-style decoration and the Japanese-style kimonos of the masters give people the illusion of being in Japan. The atmosphere in the store is good, the voices of customers are soft and restrained, and the environment is elegant and comfortable.

Jin Xingmao has been greedy for barbecue for a long time, but he has never been able to find him. Jiming is busy with work and has strict control over his body, so it is impossible to find him for every meal. Others go along.

"What do you drink? Rice wine, shochu, or plum wine? Or fruit juice?"

Yan Ke flipped through the menu with a smile: "I drive, I don't drink."

"Okay, how about drinking juice?"

Several other people were noncommittal, and finally ordered juice, and ordered a lot of dishes.

While waiting, Chang Lin actively poured Jin Xingmao a cup of hot tea, and wiped the bowl for him. Jin Xingmao was not used to it and didn't like others being courteous, so he took the bowl and made a living by himself.

This scene fell into the eyes of Yan Ke and Zhuang Qi, and Yan Ke subconsciously glanced at Zhuang Qi's expression, tsk, the surface was unshakable, but in fact, those eyes and the hand turning the small glass had already revealed everything.

"Cough, Coach Chang, please pour me and my friend a cup of tea, thank you."

Chang Lin raised a naive smile: "You're welcome, it's just a little effort."

Yan Ke drooped the corners of his mouth meaningfully, and his smile concealed a mystery.

Waiters in kimonos brought the food.

"It's such a coincidence, it turns out that you were also exercising there, why didn't I see you before? Did you go there recently?" Chang Lin poured the water, and Yan Ke took two cups of tea, one of which was placed on Zhuang Qi at hand.

Jin Xingmao has met Yan Ke a few times, but he is not familiar with him. He only knows that he is Zhuang Qi's friend, and Zhuang Qi has completely different personalities.

"Just went today."

Yan Ke understood: "No wonder, A Qi and I would go to that gym occasionally. I didn't expect to meet you by such a coincidence today."

"It's quite a coincidence." Jin Xingmao looked up at Zhuang Qi, who was looking at the phone quietly, not intending to speak.

The dishes have been served, and the waiter quickly brought four glasses of fruit juices with different flavors.

Jin Xingmao took a sip of the freshly squeezed peach juice and began to grill the meat.

Zhuang Qi, who has always disliked this complicated way of eating, also took the tongs to help the meat slices to be placed on the grill.

After a while, Chang Lin also began to actively help pick up the beef slices.

During the meal, Chang Lin kept baking for Jin Xingmao, but he didn't eat much. He is a person who pays attention to details. He was afraid that Jin Xingmao would mind, so he ordered a pair of serving chopsticks for Jin Xingmao to hold the grilled meat slices and vegetables .

Watching Yan Ke praise Chang Lin again and again, Zhuang Qi's originally dark complexion almost dripped black oil at the end of the meal.

After dinner, Chang Lin took a taxi back home, and Jin Xingmao and Zhuang Qi took a rough car.

Both were in the back, making him look like a driver.

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