Canary pretends to be good and runs away wearing books

On that day, the wonderful semi-final of the World Youth Tennis Tournament was reported by various media. Because it involved two underage children from Ji’s Group and Gong’s Group, their names were not officially listed in the official report.

But the students of Huaiqing Private School are already excitedly wanting it!

Dozens of edited pictures posted by school newspaper reporters Wu Yu and Li Shixi became popular on Weibo once they were made public!

#The Appearance of a Boy in First Love#

#The Seniors of That Year Stadium#

#Doubles is what passionate sports#

#吱拜两小哥哥名#

……

……

But Ji Luo didn't pay special attention to the next thing, he went back to the room to relax.

Take a comfortable bath first.

Another spa was called and a full body hot stone massage was done.

Then eat a nutritious dinner in the room.

Finally, he slowly turned on the cell phone that had been dead for a day.

……

Fortunately, A did not send me a message!

It was horrible, and I was still worried all day, afraid of what I said and did at night.

Since A didn't respond, it means that I probably didn't do anything.

Or did something with a small probability to scare him away.

In any case, don't face A yet, cough cough cough!

What Ji Luo thought about was about L.

I still remember that yesterday L was angry because he wasted money.

That's right, Ji Luo thought that L lent him more than 1 yuan out of kindness, but I gave it to Gong Qi'an casually, and he felt that I was kind enough to treat him like a donkey, so he was not very happy.

After all, he is a creditor!

Comparing your heart with your heart, if anyone borrows money from me, it's not much, it's only [-]!

Then he didn't pay me back for a long time, and went out to spend time and drink, and even played romantic surprises for my sister...

Let me go, I also think he has a problem, and deliberately refuses to pay back the money.

Ji Luo tapped his finger on the screen and clicked on the L dialog box.

Luo Luoye: What's the matter, I'll definitely pay for his mobile phone broken because of me!

L: Well.

Luo Luoye: I will pay back your money, trust me!

L: So now, no money again?

Luo Luoye: [Falling into thought.jpg]

——The above is the read news——

Ji Luo stared at this conversation, thought over and over again, and thought about his words to send L a new message.

Luo Luoye: [Morning.jpg]

Luo Luoye: [Are you busy~.jpg]

Jian Ling is watching the replay of Ji Luo's game today.

His little friend didn't look as fragile as before, at least he looked healthy now, so his mood improved a bit, and the corners of his mouth curled up when he saw Ji Luo's unsolicited message.

L: No.

Ji Luo stared at the single word plus period, groping for the mind of the creditor.

Luo Luoye: Did you watch the school news?

L: What news?

Luo Luoye: [link]

Jian Ling opened the push he sent and saw that it was exactly the same as the page he was looking at.

So he took a photo and sent it to Ji Luo.

L: [Picture] Coincidentally, I am looking at it.

Luo Luoye: Hahaha, that's great.

L: Huh?

Luo Luoye: Did you feel unhappy yesterday?

Jian Ling paused slightly.

... Luoluo still cares about other people's happiness?

Luo Luoye: It is indeed my fault to spend the borrowed money on others.

Luo Luoye: But I can pay you back right away!

Luo Luoye: Don't worry, I'm not someone who borrows money and doesn't pay it back. [beautiful.jpg]

Jian Ling looked down at his words, understood, but was speechless.

It turned out to be thinking about it.

L: Oh.

Luo Luoye: I have entered the finals!

L: Congratulations.

Luo Luoye: No.1 has a bonus of 10000 US dollars!Gong Qian and I have 5000 US dollars in half, and more than 3 soft sister coins, enough to pay you back~

L: Yes.

L: The tennis club will also take part, don't you know?

Luo Luoye:? ? ?ah?

L: In the past, the tennis club took 50% as club activity fees.

Luo Luoye: ...

Luo Luoye: Even so, we still have 2500 US dollars after the two points, which is 14000... soft sister coins...

Staring at this pitiful number, Ji Luo's paws became weak.

Fourteen thousand!

Enough for what!

I can't say more myself, it seems that I owe more than [-] to this big brother.

L: Well.

Luo Luoye: ...

L: Fourteen thousand.

Luo Luoye: Well, you don't need to remind me again.

Luo Luoye: Oh, anyway, what I mean is that I will pay you back, even if it is [-].

Luo Luoye: Don't be angry!Don't worry!

L: Yes, just take this bonus?

Luo Luoye: [Nod.jpg]

L: Then I'll wait.

Luo Luoye: Okay, okay.

……

After finishing speaking, Ji Luo let out a breath.

Eat people with short mouths and short hands!

After returning to China, I have to solve financial problems with my father immediately. This kind of hard life is really enough!

Ji Luo called the room service to clean up the room, then found a table with a suitable height, and put his feet on it——

Start stretching, leg presses!

Recently, good physical strength is good, but the flexibility cannot keep up!

Ji Luo straightened his legs very straight, then tried his best to bend down and put the tip of his nose close to the center of his knees.

I have to say that although this body is weak, its flexibility is at least not bad. It is obvious that it has not practiced martial arts.

He was concentrating on pressing his legs when the WeChat voice call suddenly rang.

From the corner of his eye, Ji Luo saw that it was A calling.

He picked up the voice call naturally, as if after so many days of chatting, he was completely used to the high-frequency daily communication with A.

Ji Luo: "Hey... hey!"

Accidentally, I touched the numb tendon of the hind leg!

The boy suddenly couldn't help taking a breath of cold air, making a hissing sound, and a little bit of physiological tears overflowed his peach blossom eyes. He quickly hugged that leg and put it on the ground, putting his weight on the other leg to avoid touching it.

A'huh? ’, and then asked in confusion, “What are you doing?”

Hearing his gentle voice back to the original, Ji Luo didn't react too much, just gritted his teeth and said, "I'm... pressing my legs."

A: "Leg press?"

"When you're done exercising, relax your...muscles."

Ji Luo's whole leg was numb because of the twist just now.

What flexibility is there to boast about?Rotten, mad baby!

A thoughtfully: "Do you play tennis?"

"Yes..." Ji Luo slowly moved to the sofa and half-lyed down, like a salted fish, with no love in life, "It's a bad start, I've got numbness."

"Oh." A smiled knowingly, "Take a break and keep pressing."

"..." Ji Luo felt that he didn't hear clearly, "Continue to press? Have you never pressed your legs or practiced martial arts, and you don't know how scary numbness is?"

"I've practiced." A said naturally, "It hurts."

"...Why is your tone so natural?" Ji Luo was stunned, "It hurts, shouldn't you comfort me to rest and not force yourself?"

A puzzled: "You want me to comfort you?"

Ji Luo: "..."

A: "But, even if I comfort you, don't you still want to keep pressing?"

Ji Luo: "...although but."

A: "So what's the use of talking nonsense? Well, get up after you have a rest and continue to stretch your legs."

Ji Luo: "...you are a devil."

"I was still trying to put you to sleep last night, but today you called me a devil." A laughed, "How can you label me like that."

"Hey, even though this is the case, you can also pretend to comfort me!"

"It's already nine o'clock, little anchor." A said, "If you don't want to go to bed too late, you have to hurry up."

Ji Luo: "..."

After a pause, A asked slowly, "Has it been washed?"

"Ah, I even made a spa."

Ji Luo missed the comfort of being massaged just now, and now he hates the disgusting activity of leg pressing.

"Oh...spa." A's tone was flat, and he said for a while, "Since you feel comfortable, let's get up and stretch."

Ji Luo: "..."

"I just heard you talking about practicing martial arts. You just learned?"

Ji Luo blinked, why did he think that A is so smart, if I say one, he can guess two, three, four, five, six?

A: "Since you are just learning, you must hurry up and increase your body flexibility. Whether it is legs, waist, shoulders, arms, or chest, you must open them properly. Don't lie down, get up."

Ji Luo was stunned: "How do you even know I'm lying down!"

A didn't say a word of nonsense, just like a scary instructor, he said lightly: "Start with the ligaments of the arms?"

Ji Luo: "..."

For the next hour, Ji Luo was commanded by A's remote control, from top to bottom, he was completely 'suppressed' by him!

Not even the insteps were spared!

In the end, A asked Ji Luo to take advantage of his whole body to try... to split.

"No! I'm still a novice!"

Ji Luo was startled, the leg press was already very difficult just now!

A's voice lowered, "How will you know if you don't try, listen to me."

Ji Luo's scalp was numb, but the routine that A knew just now was very scientific and formal, not worse than the instructor's martial arts teacher.

"Farewell, my legs are already shaking."

A chuckled, "Don't you understand the principle of chasing after victory? If you are afraid of exhaustion, go to bed and do it."

Ji Luo's rationality told him that it makes sense to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

But his feelings are clamoring for no, no, no, no, no!

A added: "If you don't practice your flexibility in advance, you may be forced to open your tendons by the instructor pressing your shoulders when you actually practice martial arts."

"...Practice, practice."

Forcibly opening the tendons is too scary!

In her previous life, Ji Luo practiced from a young age, so she didn't suffer much.

But Ji Ling is not, he only started to practice when he came to Ji's house... The instructor was merciless to him, and his attacks were extremely vicious, Rao is his kind of extremely tolerant person, Ji Luo has also heard the rattling in his body There was a muffled grunt in pain.

So, under A's command, Ji Luo was in pain, but was surprised to find——

I, unexpectedly, can barely do splits!

"Very well, hold on." A said with a thoughtful smile, "10 minutes."

"I can barely play, hold on for 10 minutes, are you kidding me?!"

pain! ! !

Anyone who has practiced dance or martial arts knows it.

Flexibility is the most important thing. The foundation of any movement is based on the flexibility and flexibility of the body. Therefore, leg press is a basic skill and must be done well.

A lightly wrote: "It's hard for my legs to open up. If I don't keep my body accustomed to the opening, I immediately retract my legs. Isn't it a waste of pressure?"

Ji Luo gritted his teeth: "...It hurts!"

A's voice was a bit ethereal, "If you don't insist, it will hurt more next time."

Ji Luo: "Hiss... sour!"

But A didn't care about Ji Luo's little complaint, and his voice became a little lower, "Be patient."

The indifferent three words caught his ears, and a layer of mist suddenly appeared in Ji Luo's eyes.

"I don't want to bear it..." He moaned, coquettishly unconsciously, "It hurts..."

"Hold it." The man sighed helplessly, coaxing him with a calm tone, "There are still 5 minutes."

"...QAQ"

Ji Luo didn't know why she listened to him so much.

Obviously don't know who A is.

As far as what he said...

Although he is smart, he knows a lot and is capable.

But... who can control me!Why do you!

"There are still 4 minutes, little anchor."

A chuckled, and then Ji Luo heard the rustling sound of fabric rubbing from the speaker.

The young man was in a trance, and accidentally bit his lip, and the smell of iron diffused, and he hummed softly again: "... woo."

"Ok?"

The rustling over there stopped, and after a while, there was the sound of lifting the quilt.

Ji Luo seemed to hear him sitting on the mattress, making slight movements, and finally asked himself caringly: "Why, does it hurt?"

"...I bit my lip." Ji Luosheng had nothing to love, so he changed the subject, "Did you take off your clothes just now!"

"you know?"

"I can tell...it's the same as yesterday."

After a short pause, A said softly: "Pay attention to me changing clothes so much?"

Ji Luo: "..."

It seems that something is wrong, but it makes sense, why should I pay attention to your changing clothes?

A distracted, Ji Luo couldn't support his body anymore, his lower body was completely numb, and he threw himself directly into the quilt.

Made a muffled sound.

Leg pain QAQ.

Can't close QAQ.

A couldn't hold back, and smiled, "Can't hold on anymore?"

Ji Luo was speechless: "...it's all your fault for disturbing me!"

A: "I change clothes, just to disturb you?"

Ji Luo: "Speaking is also bothering me."

A stopped for a while, and then, as if by magic, his voice became lower and lower and colder——

Until it stopped at a certain chic range: "Like this, don't I bother you."

The boy's body lying on the bed trembled.

"Speak like you asked..." A asked again, "Don't bother you?"

Ji Luo: "..."

"Huh? Tell me."

The boy closed his eyes.

Too much like Ji Ling.

Could it be that what A said before was an interruption?

His own voice was gentle.

Occasionally, the voice is low and deep, just like a certain pervert.

Especially when he said 'bear it' and 'does it hurt' just now.

Going back and forth, switching back and forth, Ji Luo is about to be overwhelmed, so why focus on stretching?

Hey, he speaks in such a perverted voice, why do I obey habitually.

Ji Luo spoke obediently, and whispered, "No. I just can't hold on."

"Really?" A disapproved, but did not continue to investigate further, "Take a rest."

Ji Luo made an 'hmm' sound, trying hard to retract her overly opened legs.

But the aftereffects of the leg press were too serious, Ji Luo was ruthless to himself, after the miraculous fork, now the whole inner thigh is so numb that he dare not move, he will scream when he touches it, it feels so sour, move it a little , are all abuses of himself!

Ji Luo couldn't stop taking a breath.

A: "Huh? Difficult?"

"Nonsense..." Ji Luo grabbed the bed sheet with both hands, trying hard not to yell embarrassingly, but...

"Hiss... woo, it hurts!"

But baby can't help QAQ

A said with concern: "Is it okay? Otherwise, the time will be shorter next time."

What he said sounded like he cared, but Ji Luo always felt that he was teasing with ill intentions.

"Who do you look down on?" Ji Luo curled his lips, gritted his teeth and moved his toes, and said impatiently, "Just wait for a while."

Take it easy, woo.

"I can't close my legs." A snorted and said, "What should I do?"

"Shut up." Ji Luo was pissed off by his legs, "It's just a late practice, after a while, he's still a good boy!"

"Oh." A said casually, "Then, you have to press hard."

Ji Luo chatted casually with him, and he didn't know where to talk, and before he knew it, he fell asleep again.

Thinking by day and dreaming by night, the teenager is still pressing his legs in his dreams.

He practiced martial arts early in the past. Although he was tortured by martial arts teachers since he was a child, he has developed a particularly flexible body, which is unmatched by others.

After growing up, Ji Ling especially liked to tease him in different ways.

No matter lying on the stomach, lying down, or any other posture, Ji Luo's legs can be opened to the maximum angle, without any restriction from internal conditions, a man can do whatever he wants.

Even when he was standing, he could lift one leg high enough to be placed on the wall, door panel, or glass... His long legs were tight and straight, but his waist was soft and supple.

He is not like drunk when he is sober, and before he enters the state, he is always unforgiving, neither letting Ji Ling like this, nor letting Ji Ling like that.

It wasn't until he was mercilessly controlled by a man that he became obedient and allowed the other party to bully him at will.

For a while Ji Ling was very busy, and Ji Luo was bored at home, so he asked some friends to play in Linxi Mountain.

I'm usually used to being hi, and a few young masters decided to 'practice' each other on the spur of the moment, and they kept clamoring how good they practiced since they were young, no one could beat me, and no one would obey.

Ji Luoliang looked at them for a while, asked the housekeeper to tidy up the lawn outside the house, and ordered: "If you want to do it, you can make a big one. See if you can make a noise in my house, and you won't be afraid of losing face to the whole city." Everyone in the world knows? Call someone and let everyone see how embarrassing you are."

Soon, Linxi Mountain was crowded with second generations from all walks of life.

Ji Luo has a lot of fans, and the friends around Ji Luo also have a lot of fans.

So a small gathering turned into a unique arena party.

Champagne, red wine, balloons, dice, people in the arena compete in boxing skills, people in the ring whistle and make bets, and more guests are busy taking pictures of the legendary Linxi Mountain, publicizing everywhere that they are lucky to be here tour.

Ji Luo yawned as he watched them make trouble. He didn't participate at first, but he was still watched in the end.

A boy who just won said: "I said, Young Master Ji, don't just look at it, I heard that you practiced it since childhood, try it?"

"You guys don't watch enough." Ji Luo said casually.

He is very proud, usually no one dares to touch him.

But today Linxi Mountain was unprecedentedly grand, a group of boys and girls whistled and cheered, and the young men on the stage gradually became more courageous and began to provoke Ji Luo.

"Brothers have fought back and forth several times, come on!"

"Give it a chance."

"Haha, aren't you afraid of being beaten in public?"

"Don't dare, who dares to beat Master Ji, it's a friendly competition!"

Ji Luo sighed.

The sentimental peach eyes looked distant and cold at the moment, the big boy grabbed his hair, then took off his coat casually, threw it back, and the people around him frantically grabbed his clothes——

"Just play with you." Ji Luo said lightly, "Don't let me make you cry."

When Ji Luo comes on stage, the sons and daughters, the rich ladies, and all the people who eat melons can increase their knowledge.

The young master Ji of the Ji family chaebol is arrogant and estranged when he is not moving. When he moves, he strikes the vital point cleanly and swiftly, with max force value.

Who said that he only knows how to eat, drink and have fun?

Just, with this skill, he easily beat the young man who claimed to be a special forces soldier who had returned from training for 2 years until he couldn't fight back!

He is obviously a super boss!

Ji Luo's 1v1 was not enough, and he even picked three of them.

His fans and fans exclaimed in surprise, blowing all kinds of rainbow farts, praising him to the sky!

Linxi Mountain was extremely lively that day, as if some kind of enthusiastic celebration was being held——

Until Ji Ling came home.

The front and back three escort cars cleared the way, and the low-key and steady convoy of special cars drove into the gate along the neat path, and then one of them stopped right in front of the lawn party.

The stern man wore clean leather shoes, stretched out his long legs from the car, and stepped on the ground soundlessly.

He was dressed in a neat formal suit. When he showed up, the whole audience held their breath and tuned in collectively, as if the mute button had been pressed.

Everyone didn't dare to vent their anger.

Ji Ling's aura was too strong, and he just stood quietly in front of the car door, causing the young masters and ladies present to shrink their necks.

He frowned slightly, and saw Ji Luo and a few sons still arguing on the lawn in the distance.

The teenager stood with his back to himself, wearing only short sleeves and shorts, barefoot, and his skin was very white.

There's a bloodstain on the back of the calf...

what happened?

Injured just now?

The man looked around calmly, saw Ji Luo's coat being embraced by a certain girl, saw the boys lying under Ji Luo's feet, saw Ji Luo touching a small shop with his white toes, Young Master's arm, and asked with a smile: "Can't you get up now? Get up and continue!"

Ji Ling pursed his lips into a straight line, and called him in a low voice: "Luoluo."

The car door slammed shut with an abrupt sound, and Ji Luo realized something.

Looking back, he saw a tall and indifferent man walking towards him through a group of stiff friends.

The tall man leaned over and pinched Ji Luo's ankle, lifted him up, stared at the boy's calf and toes in displeasure for a while, and faintly said two words: "Dirty."

……

In front of everyone, Ji Ling carried Ji Luo back to the mansion and brought him into the room.

"It's bleeding." Ji Ling whispered, "Does it hurt?"

Ji Luo didn't care much, "Let go of me. It's a small matter, just a fight."

"Wear so little clothes in a fight?"

"It's convenient..."

After a pause, Ji Luo added impatiently: "What's missing, it's normal shorts and short sleeves!"

Ji Ling personally helped him apply the medicine, and then hugged the boy tightly to the bathtub to wash himself off.

Fortunately, the boy's body is very flexible, and his injured calf can't touch the water, and he is tilted out of the pool, and he can still keep his body submerged in the water.

Ji Luo did the big moves from this angle without any pressure and was not tiring at all.

but……

Open the legs all the time, it is easy to arouse perverted animal desire.

The more Ji Ling thought about what he saw not long ago, the angrier he became.

Hurt yourself?

"I'm not telling you. It doesn't matter how you want to play, but don't let me see you in close contact with others."

The man said coldly.

Ji Luo was slightly startled, "How can I have it?"

"Fingers, back of hand, elbow, arm."

Ji Ling's eyes fell on his skin, not letting go of every detail, "Knees, ankles, legs, and even toes."

Ji Luo was stared at by him and his whole body went limp, "You, why do you look at me like that...that's normal...competition, ah!..."

Ji Ling didn't listen to his explanation and leaned over to press him.

Sure enough, the young man was stubborn at first, and thought he was annoying, "What's wrong! Don't worry too much... let it go!"

Later, I could only cry and beg him, "I know, I know, brother... it hurts... don't..."

"What do you know?" Ji Ling said stubbornly, "Bleeding is a trivial matter and doesn't hurt, why do you call it hurt now? I'm talking, when did you take it seriously, Luoluo?!"

"Oh... I listened, brother, you say, I listen..."

……

Ji Luo thought that he would not like Ji Ling's cold and unique tone.

But only found out now.

He has long been used to it.

And willing, to that voice... to obey, and to compromise.