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Qi Yan looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, but did not return for a while.
He is here to cheer Fu Ci, and it is impossible to cheer for his opponent.
Moreover, Tang Hao made him feel very uncomfortable. He spoke with a layer of cover, and his eyes were not so clean. He even felt that the other party passed over his waist and legs several times, but he didn't wait for him to take a closer look. , the other party withdrew his sight.
Qi Yan frowned, and took the clothes that Fu Ji had replaced in his arms, without answering.
Tang Hao was stunned for a while, looking at the other party's silent rejection, the smile on his lips couldn't hold back, "You..."
Before he could speak, with a bang, a red basketball smashed at his feet, almost hitting his leg, and it bounced far and wide, which startled Tang Hao.
He was about to scold the one who didn't have long eyes, when he looked up, he saw Fu Ci walking over with a bad look on his face.
"The game is about to start. People who are not ready to warm up and come to harass me? Looking for trouble?"
Tang Hao noticed the hostility in his words, and without thinking about it, he immediately moved away from Qiyan, and waved to Fuci repeatedly: "Brother Ci, you misunderstood, I just see that Qiyan is a little bored sitting here alone... "
"I'm not bored." Qi Yan interrupted him, his voice cold.
Tang Hao didn't expect that Qi Yan would give him such disrespect, and a gloomy look flashed across his eyes, but he quickly covered it up and touched his nose pretending to be embarrassed, "Then I'll go to warm up first."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Seeing that the people had left, Fu Ci leaned over and pulled away the clothes in his arms for Qi Yan, "Don't stuff it so much, the stadium will be very hot when the game starts, and you will blame me when you get bored."
That being said, he still used clothes to occupy the positions on both sides of Qiyan, and it was not enough to finish it, so he brought Liu Liu and Song Yang's schoolbags and occupied two more places.
After making sure that no one with short eyes would come over, he stopped, leaned over and touched Qi Yan's hair, "If you don't like dealing with people, just say it, there's no need to bear it, if you can't, just call me and I'll help you. drive him away."
Qi Yan didn't expect Fu Ci to see his thoughts at once, and patted the rubbing hands at the beginning uncomfortably, "Okay, the game is about to start, you go!"
However, he can handle it himself if he is accosted by someone with impure mind.
After the person left, Qi Yan put his eyes on the seats that were occupied on both sides, and muttered softly, "It's childish."
After speaking, the corners of his lips couldn't hold back, and they lifted a small arc.
However, he likes the childishness of the speech.
After the game, Fu Ci's side won a small victory. Liu Liu and Song Yang were his opponents. After the game, he couldn't help crying: "Brother Ci, you really don't let water at all! And it's a friendly match. Hit so hard?"
I feel that this game is more serious than the regular game.
"You know shit!" After Fu Ci finished speaking, he glanced at Qiyan, with a bright smile on his face.
Qi Yan said that he would be rewarded, so of course he had to perform well.
When Qi Yan received his gaze, he didn't understand what he was thinking, so he glanced at him angrily, then brought a towel and water and handed it to the three of them, "Wipe it."
Liu Liu was moved, "I didn't expect it to be mine!"
He also thought that prayers would only prepare speeches.
When Fu Ci heard the words, he kicked his ass angrily, "Don't be cheap and be good, get away!"
Song Yang caught Liu Liu and said to the two, "Then I'll go to the shower room with Liu Liu first. It's too cold to go directly to the dormitory in this weather."
The gym has a place to take a bath, but before, they hated too many people, so they all went back to the dormitory to wash. Today is an activity in the club, there are not so many people, and the weather is cold, they will choose to wash here.
After the two left, Qi Yan took out a towel from somewhere and handed it to Fu Ci, "I'll replace it with a new one."
When Fu Ci saw this brand new towel, what did he realize? Old Gao raised his mouth, "How much is it specially prepared for me?"
Qi Yan pursed his lips and didn't answer.
Fu Ci's heart was like a mirror, he happily wiped the sweat off his face and neck, and dragged the person to the shower room, "In order to thank you for the towel, I also have to give some feedback."
Before Qi Yan could respond, he was pulled into a shower cubicle.
Fu Ci chose a corner, and the bathroom was misty, so no one would see two people standing in the single compartment.
"Several shower heads here were broken and just repaired. They don't know it, so they won't come."
Fu Ci's low voice came from his ears, mixed with the sound of water and the faint chatter nearby, which made the heat on Qi Yan's face instantly rise.
"Let go." Qi Yan gritted his teeth and looked at Fu Ci with a warning face, "I'll be waiting for you outside, don't make a fool of yourself."
He is now stuck between Fu Ci and the door of the compartment. The heat of the other party is mixed with water vapor, and he puts his hand on his waist. Through the clothes, he can feel the heat of the other party's palm. Just want to hide behind.
Seeing that Fu Ci did not restrain herself, Qi Yan leaned closer and closer, she couldn't help closing her eyes, tilted her head, and tried to avoid Fu Ci's closeness as much as possible.
Fu Ci was close to Qi Yan's face, only to realize that the other party had closed his eyes at some point, black eyelashes fluttering, a little bit of sweat on the tip of his nose mixed with a little bit of sweat on the tip of his nose, and the appearance of biting his lips lightly, indescribably cute.
Qi Yan could feel Fu Ci's breath brushing across his face. It was very close. He couldn't help tightening his hand hanging by his side. He gritted his teeth and said, "What are you doing?"
Fu Ci raised his hand and lifted Qi Yan's chin to prevent him from hiding, and pinched the soft flesh on his chin, "I said the towel to repay you."
He tapped on Qi Yan's eyelids, and clearly felt the opponent tremble, which made him chuckle involuntarily, then bit the hem of his jersey, pulled the opponent's wrist, and placed it on his fu muscle, "Feel it? Is it eight dollars?"
After exercise, the fu muscles are indeed different. Even if the palm is not completely attached, Qi Yan can still feel the lines underneath. The barriers are clearly defined. With the ups and downs of breathing, it has amazing heat, flexibility and tension.