Lost memory after teasing

The water drops fell on the tip of the nose, which was icy cold and could not cool down Jian Li's dryness.

He retreated several steps in a row, frantically refusing:

"No, don't bother you, I can do it myself!"

Yu Cheng didn't force it, and pointed him to a room:

"The gym is over there, go to it."

Jian Li rushed in sullenly, looked back secretly, and found that Yu Cheng had turned around and left for the bedroom.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, and took out his phone to check how to practice a hard buttocks. Most of the videos he found were buttock lifting and shaping videos. Jian Li picked out a video that mentioned in the comments that the buttocks became firmer the most after practicing. Open, followed by doing a few warm-up moves, and then lay down on the yoga mat.

Yu Cheng walked in at this moment, had already changed into his sportswear, and walked to the treadmill without squinting and started running.

After Yu Cheng came in, Jian Li's whole body tensed up. He stared at Yu Cheng's running back for a while, and was sure that Yu Cheng didn't pay attention to him at all, so he knelt on all fours on the yoga mat and slowly raised a leg Legs tremblingly maintained this movement.

Jian Li's physical strength is very poor, and she belongs to the kind of person who acts recklessly by relying on her physique that doesn't like to gain weight. Even singing and dancing can last up to three songs.

It's not that he didn't think about exercising, he thought about what to do if he didn't have enough energy for the concert.

But he wants to sing his own songs more than a concert, and he doesn't want to hold a concert just to make money.

Over time, Jian Li also stopped thinking about exercising, and just used this reason to evade Wan Tao's proposal to hold a concert to collect money.

If it wasn't for him not getting fat easily, with his greedy mouth, he might be too fat to appear in public.

Jian Li stood the phone in front of her, and the people in the video were steady and precise in their movements, and they persisted for an exact time. Jian Li knelt unsteadily, and almost lay on the ground when changing legs.

He struggled to do a few sets of movements, his breathing was short, and he seemed to be more tired than Yu Cheng who was running.

Yu Cheng ran steadily and breathed steadily, and he couldn't even sweat.

On the contrary, Jian Li has been sweating profusely for a while, and her whole body is steaming like a freshly baked white bun.

He didn't notice that Yu Cheng had gotten off the treadmill. He was propping his arms up and hanging his head, shouting in his heart what kind of suffering this is, and why he was going crazy and wanted to practice a hard ass.

Suddenly, someone grabbed Jian Li's ankle and raised it up. He hurriedly turned his head and saw Yu Cheng raised his leg that was almost hanging on the ground.

"Your actions are not standard, and it won't work."

Speaking of which, Yu Cheng let go of his hand, leaned aside, and kept staring at Jian Li with his black eyes, as if intending to supervise Jian Li.

In fact, Jian Li had already planned to give up, and he was even prepared for the pain in his butt in the future.

But Yu Cheng suddenly began to supervise him. Seeing Jian Li kneeling directly on the yoga mat, he said lightly:

"Go on, I'll help you time it."

The person in the video is changing to another movement. His voice is high-pitched and emotional, and he intends to encourage everyone who follows his video to exercise, but the words of praise are not suitable for listening when other people are present.

"Come on babies! Hold on! Don't give up! Do you want to develop a perfect peach butt? Do you want your boyfriend to love you day and night? Do you want your butt to UPUPUP? Come on! Follow me , Raise your legs! Raise your hips!"

For example, Jian Li can't wait to get into a hole now.

Encouraged by the passionate video, Jian Li remained silent to the end, but fortunately, Yu Cheng didn't respond.

Jian shivered and followed the video to complete the whole set of movements, and the moment the video ended, he fell to the ground.

The muscle soreness made him ignore the embarrassment, and just wanted to be a dead dog panting.

Yu Cheng came over and squatted beside Jian Li, and suddenly reached out and pinched Jian Li's calf.

"The muscles are too stiff, get up and stretch the muscles to avoid cramps in a while."

Jian Li's body temperature was very high after exercising, compared to Yu Cheng's fingertips, which were slightly cooler.

His back was tense, and he really wanted to stay close to Yu Cheng's palm for a while longer.

But Yu Cheng quickly withdrew his hand, as if he was really just looking at Jian Li's muscle condition.

Jian Li got up slowly, with rejection written all over her body.

At this moment, Yu Cheng suddenly asked:

"Why practice ass?"

With her back turned to Yu Cheng, Jian Li kicked her legs lazily and shook her arms:

"I told you, I don't think my ass looks good."

"Really?" Yu Cheng asked again.

As soon as Yu Cheng asked the question for the second time, Jian Li felt hairy all over, subconsciously not daring to lie.

He wondered if he had lied and been educated by Yu Cheng the year he lost his memory, or why he was so afraid of Yu Cheng, this kind of fear did not exist in his memory, but was engraved in his body.

"I..." Jian Li started stuttering.

"You?" Yu Cheng asked.

"My butt...isn't too hard." Jian Li's voice was so small that she could hardly hear it.

But Yu Cheng was right behind Jian Li, and he still heard it.

"You really should exercise-physical strength, you should train your waist instead of your butt." Yu Cheng didn't express any opinion on Jian Li's butt, but mentioned Jian Li's waist.

"Waist?" Jian Li touched his waist subconsciously, his hands were soft and without muscles, which made him a little ashamed.

But Jian Li was very resistant, he was going to give up training his butt, training his waist?forget it.

"My waist is pretty good, I don't need to practice." Jian Li refused, and moved towards the door while talking.

He regretted coming to Yu Cheng to exercise here, and there seemed to be some strange atmosphere in this room.

When Jian Li passed by him, Yu Cheng reached out and took Jian Li's hand.

Jian Li turned sideways and looked at Yu Cheng blankly.

Yu Cheng looked at Jian Li's dazed look, frowned slightly, let go of his hand and walked out first, without saying a word to Jian Li.

"System, is Yu Cheng angry?" Jian Li asked in her mind.

"No fluctuations in favorability of the target Yucheng have been detected." The mechanical sound of the system remained calm.

Jian Li returned to her home immediately after Yu Cheng left, and did not forget to close the door connecting the two houses.

Yu Cheng's slightly frowning expression just now kept appearing in his mind. He always felt that Yu Cheng was angry, but he didn't know why Yu Cheng was angry.

Because he rejected Yu Cheng's proposal to train his waist?

It seems unlikely.

Yu Cheng was not someone who would get angry over such a thing.

That night, Jian Li slept in her new home for the first time, but she didn't sleep well.

The bed in the new home is big and soft, and it feels inexplicably familiar.

But Jian Li didn't exercise for a long time, and the sudden and continuous exercise caused his muscles to ache, especially the muscles on both sides of his buttocks, which were unbearably sore.

Jian Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry, if she had known this, she might as well have been strangled by Yu Cheng.

When Jian Li finally fell asleep, she had a dream again.

In the dream is Jian Li's new home, and the door connecting to Yu Cheng's house is wide open.

Jian Li ran back and forth by that door, fetching a pillow for a while, and a towel for a while.

Yu Cheng sat on the sofa at his house watching TV, and let Jian Li move things to his house.

Jian Li put her toothbrush cup next to Yu Cheng's cup next to Yu Cheng's cup, and put a childish towel with a bunny pattern next to Yu Cheng's dark towel.

Until he brought his own quilt over, Yu Cheng stopped him:

"Put the quilt back."

Jian Li stopped, with a thick quilt in her arms, and asked:

"why?"

Yu Cheng's gaze fell on Jian Li, with a half-smile on his face:

"Jian Li, which night did you sleep honestly in your own bed? Will you put another quilt on the bed to take up space?"

Jian Li blushed, and stubbornly put the quilt on Yu Cheng's big bed.

That night, Jian Li did not cover her quilt as Yu Cheng said, and even kicked her quilt off the bed, thinking it was in the way.

In the dream, he whimpered and huddled in Yu Cheng's arms complaining about the pain in his back.

Yu Cheng hugged Jian Li tightly and massaged the muscles around his waist for him. His palms were warm, with moderate strength and good technique.

Jian Li raised her legs and crossed them carelessly, while complaining, she wrapped her legs around Yu Cheng's waist, and said with an inch:

"The legs also need to be pressed. It's too sore. It's all your fault. Are you a waist made of iron? Aren't you tired?"

Yu Cheng chuckled, reprimanding him speciously:

"I want you to exercise, but you keep refusing, and start exercising with me tomorrow."

When Jian Li heard about the exercise, she buried her head in Yu Cheng's arms and pretended to be dead.

"No, no, just press me, I don't want to exercise."

Jian Li's consciousness could sense that he was dreaming, but Yu Cheng's pressure was extremely real.

He dazedly reached out and fumbled on the bed, and really grabbed a piece of clothes by the bed.

Jian Li woke up from his sleep and found that the bedside lamp was on in his room, and Yu Cheng was sitting by the bed and pressing his sore muscles.

He thought he was dreaming, but the scene changed from Yu Cheng's bed to his bed.

Yu Cheng saw that Jian Li suddenly opened his eyes, and kept pressing, and looked at him quietly with black eyes, which were too deep for Jian Li to understand.

He just raised the corners of his mouth and smiled obediently at Yu Cheng, turned over and crawled towards Yu Cheng, climbed onto Yu Cheng's knee, and went to hug Yu Cheng's neck, muttering in his mouth:

"I don't want to exercise, so please forgive me."

Yu Cheng lowered his eyes, hugged the person who crawled into his arms, and said in a low voice:

"Okay, no exercise."

"Then press it for me!" Jian Li made an inch, put her arms around Yu Cheng's neck, sat in his arms and fell asleep again.

The bedside light was dim, Jian Li's bedroom door was open, and the door connecting the two people's houses was also open.

Yu Cheng hugged the person in his arms tightly and sighed softly.

On the second day, Jian Li woke up grinning. Yesterday's sudden exercise caused his muscles to be very uncomfortable, but it was much better than he expected.

He rubbed his head, and the dreams of last night came to mind one by one.

In fact, Jian Li often dreams, but he always forgets the content of the dream immediately after waking up.

This time, he remembered very clearly, so clearly that he even remembered what the toothbrush and towels that moved to Yu Cheng's house looked like.

Jian Li ran to Yu Cheng's house early in the morning, and stuck out her tongue under Yu Cheng's obviously depressed expression of getting up.

"My bathroom is broken, can I borrow your bathroom?"

Yu Cheng gave way to the door, and Jian Li ran in quickly, and got into Yu Cheng's bathroom.

The layout of the bathroom was similar to what he had dreamed of. He looked carefully and found the toothbrush cup.

There were really two toothbrush cups side by side on the shelf, one of which was exactly the same as the one in Jian Limeng.

Not only that, but on the side, next to Yu Cheng's dark towel, was a childish towel with a rabbit pattern.

It wasn't just a dream, it was his lost memory.

"What are you looking for?" Yu Cheng's voice suddenly came from behind.

Jian Li's heart was beating like a drum, he turned around, looked at Yu Cheng who had been watching behind him for an unknown amount of time, and asked in a mysterious way:

"Your house...is there someone else living there?"

Yu Cheng glanced at the toothbrush cup and towel behind Jian Li, and then looked down at Jian Li. There was no star in his night-like black eyes, and Jian Li reflected in Yu Cheng's eyes seemed to be enveloped in darkness.

他 说:

"That's my lover's thing."