Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

"Phew...it's too bad..." Lin Qiuran gasped as her chest rose and fell, "Take a rest for 10 minutes."

She took off her boxing gloves, sat on the bench to rest, and wiped her sweat with a towel.

The blue hairband on Zhao Qichen's head was also soaked with sweat. Seeing that Lin Qiuran was resting, he also took off his gloves, picked up the mineral water bottle and gulped it down.

He drank so fast that the excess water slipped over his sexy Adam's apple and into his sports vest.

Lin Qiuran glanced at him lazily and reminded.

"Don't drink water immediately after strenuous exercise."

"know."

Zhao Qichen threw the empty bottle aside, and casually wiped the water off his chin with the back of his hand.

"I didn't expect that you can punch quite well."

He originally thought that coming to the gym was just an excuse for Lin Qiuran, but he didn't expect that she was really a frequent visitor to the gym.It's not the kind of membership card, never going to the gym again, finding various reasons to prevaricate the fitness coach every day.

Lin Qiuran also said, "Each to each other."

Like Zhao Qichen, she thought that coming to the gym was just an excuse, but she didn't expect him to punch a lot.

"I know there is a boxing gym, we can go together next time." Zhao Qichen said, "The coaches in the boxing gym are more professional."

"Well, just tell me your name."

Lin Qiuran is a senior member of this private fitness club, and has an independent VIP training room, in which there are only Zhao Qichen and her.

No one spoke, only the sound of even breathing could be heard.The air is quiet, but not awkward.

After resting for a while, Zhao Qichen asked.

"How many years have you learned Muay Thai?"

"Four years? Or five? I can't remember clearly. I used to learn it as a hobby, but later found it useful, so I seriously found a coach."

When talking about "it turned out to be very useful later", Lin Qiuran's tone was clearly calm, but Zhao Qichen felt a little tired from it.

Thinking of what happened last night, Zhao Qichen can probably understand.

She must have had a hard time these years, he thought, and his heart softened a little.

Zhao Qichen asked curiously: "Don't ordinary girls choose to learn taekwondo or something? Muay Thai is not a popular sport."

"It's been too long, I can't remember." Lin Qiuran asked, "You must have practiced for many years, right?"

"Yes, when I was young, my mother sent me to various interest classes. In the end, the only thing I insisted on learning was Muay Thai."

Zhao Qichen laughed, that kind of refreshing youthful smile.

"Learning Muay Thai is still very good. I can defend myself at ordinary times. When the pressure is high, boxing can also relieve pressure."

Lin Qiuran glanced at him and sighed softly.

"Are you under a lot of pressure?"

There is never an end to the game, and if the ranking drops even slightly, you will be sprayed with blood.

Moreover, most of them are only in their teens or twenties. When Lin Qiuran was their age, he was still carefree on campus.

"It's okay." Zhao Qichen shrugged, "It means that when the ranking drops, we will feel a little anxious. We don't really care about others scolding and so on. If we did, we would probably have been pissed off."

"That's right." Lin Qiuran was infected by him, and the corners of his mouth also rose, "Sometimes, you don't have to pay too much attention to the remarks in the unexpected world. What do you care about with people who are not as good as you? Strength will prove everything."

Zhao Qichen nodded in agreement.

He suddenly said with great interest: "We can go swimming together when the weather gets hot again."

Lin Qiuran hadn't recovered from the last topic, and was taken aback by Zhao Qichen's leaping thinking.

Zhao Qichen stood up from the rest chair, picked up the boxing gloves and put them on.

"Do you want to play for another 10 minutes?"

"No." Lin Qiuran waved his hand and refused resolutely, "I have exhausted my physical strength today."

I don't know if it was Lin Qiuran's illusion, but after she finished saying this, Zhao Qichen's eyes lit up suddenly.

There is still no deception in the novel, Zhao Qichen is convinced.

"Let's go." He waved his hand generously, "I'll take you home."

The common hobbies brought the two of them closer to a certain extent. At this time, Lin Qiuran couldn't be more hypocritical and reported the address of the apartment.

Zhao Qichen drove Lin Qiuran downstairs and opened the car door for her.

"I'm here to watch you go up, when you get to the apartment, remember to call me."

It has to be said that Zhao Qichen's sense of proportion was just right, so good that Lin Qiuran was impeccable.

He didn't take the opportunity to sit in Lin Qiuran's apartment like an impatient pervert.In that case, even if Lin Qiuran didn't directly reject him, his perception of him would drop a lot.

Like now, it not only shows the demeanor of a gentleman, but also has a just right distance.

The moment Lin Qiuran walked into the corridor of the apartment, he smiled and waved to Zhao Qichen.

"Good night."

"See you tomorrow."

Zhao Qichen watched her back disappear from sight, and 2 minutes later, a text message was sent.

"I have arrived."

Zhao Qichen long-pressed, save.

phone number, get.

He quickly typed back, "In the wind and rain, the SOD base is waiting for you."

Attach a kiss emoji.

"...um ^-^."

Probably in response to Zhao Qichen's blown kiss, Lin Qiuran added a smiling emoji.

Unexpectedly cute.

Zhao Qichen whistled with a smile, and rushed back to the base at lightning speed.

Lin Qiuran stood on the balcony, watching Zhao Qichen's car drive away.

Instead, he unexpectedly remembered another boy.

Several years have passed, and she doesn't even remember what the boy looked like, but she still has a very deep impression on him.

Five years ago, Lin Qiuran had just entered the Meiyu Group for a few years, and hadn't gained a firm foothold yet.Because the chairman Su Xinrui favored her very much and blocked the way of others, Lin Qiuran was often squeezed out by others.

No matter how hard she tried, she would be wiped out by someone else's frivolous "relationship household" and all her hard work.

That was almost the most difficult period for her. When she was most desperate, she even thought about suicide.

Lin Qiuran had to deal with all kinds of clients, and the client happened to be interested in underground boxing that night, so he decided to discuss the venue at a private boxing gym.

Lin Qiuran has not slept well for more than half a month, and her spirit is on the verge of collapse, but she still has to put on a smile and chat with customers happily.

This is her most important business, if the negotiation fails, she will probably become a "relationship household", and sooner or later she will pack up and leave Meiyu.

Fortunately, the customer was so engrossed in watching the match in the boxing ring that he didn't notice the smile on Lin Qiuran's face that was uglier than crying.

"Who do you think will win between the two?" the customer asked enthusiastically.

Lin Qiuran cheered up, looked at the stage, and frowned.

There are two people fighting on the stage, one is a muscular and strong man, and the other is a teenager.

Just looking at the boy himself, he still has some muscles on his body.But compared with the strong man, it looks thin and pitiful.

"This..." Lin Qiuran was speechless, "Isn't this fair?"

The customer smiled nonchalantly, "That's what makes it interesting."