emergency love program

Rong He tore off the towel on his head, looking eagerly at Lu Xiaoyuan, his eyes flickering with questions and gestures.

However, Lu Xiaoyuan still stood at the door with a calm and indifferent expression.

Rong He thought about it carefully, what Lu Xiaoyuan said just now seemed to be... please.

So he walked up to Lu Xiaoyuan and said, "Mr. Lu, can you teach me?"

Lu Xiaoyuan lowered his eyes to look at Rong He's sincere and moving expression, the corners of his lips twitched upwards, and said under pressure: "Okay."

Unexpectedly, he hugged his thigh, and Rong He immediately seized the time to briefly summarize the content of this part of the play to Lu Xiaoyuan.

Lu Xiaoyuan said: "You first do a leg raise and show me."

Rong He nodded, made a move, and kicked his leg out forcefully.

"Your waist is not good, so don't use your waist and abdomen to exert strength. You are not here for martial arts competitions. If you are a little opportunistic, you can still present perfect movements in front of the camera." Lu Xiaoyuan stood behind Rong He with arms folded, and guided, " When throwing out the legs, you can lean back to maintain balance, try to put the center of gravity on the lower part of the middle dantian, and at the same time exert force on the legs."

Suddenly a new term appeared, Rong He, who was listening attentively, quickly raised his hand and asked Teacher Lu the first question: "Where is Zhongdantian?"

A pair of warm and dry hands covered his sweaty chest from behind, and a steady voice came from his ear: "Here."

Rong He still maintained the movement of kicking out his legs, but his feet were unsteady, and he almost fell to the ground.

Even though Lu Xiaoyuan only touched him for less than a second before continuing to correct his next move, his heart was still vibrating like a plucked piano string for a long time.

Lu Xiaoyuan circled around Rong He, and found out the crux of the problem, he asked Rong He to step aside to watch his demonstration.

Lu Xiaoyuan grasped his fists with both hands, turned sideways slightly, and kicked out with the sound of the wind with his slender legs, as decisive and sharp as a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.The short hair rose and fell, and the indifferent expression still had a bit of fleeting vigor.

Rong He was dumbfounded.

The result is that apart from "so handsome", no useful information is left in my mind.

"That's it, you don't have to follow the martial arts teacher's method to play some tricks." Lu Xiaoyuan turned his head, met Rong He's dazed expression, and asked after a pause, "Do you see clearly?"

Rong He shook his head honestly.

Lu Xiaoyuan demonstrated it again with a good temper, then the second time, and the third time...

Every time there is something new to watch.

Rong He felt guilty.If Lu Xiaoyuan knew that he was obsessed with beauty and his attention was distracted, so he watched it three or four times like a fool without comprehending it, he would probably leave in anger.

Rong He tossed his hair, forcing himself to concentrate.

Fortunately, after getting rid of most of the distracting thoughts, the next practice became very smooth.

On the surface, Lu Xiaoyuan looked cold, distant and unkind, but he was very patient when teaching people.Especially that unhurried tone, which is especially sweet in this silent midnight, often makes Rong He involuntarily sink into it, and crawl out in a hurry.

In this ups and downs, Rong He finally won the double kick that had tortured him for a long time. Although it was not at Lu Xiaoyuan's level at all, it was definitely enough to deal with the camera after joining the performance.

For the last inspection, Lu Xiaoyuan smiled approvingly, and said, "Very smart."

Rong He was already very restrained, but he still couldn't hold back, he cocked his tail and curved his lips into a bright smile.

The stone on his heart finally fell to the ground, Rong He stretched his waist, rolled up his sweaty trouser legs, and when he straightened up again, he saw Lu Xiaoyuan's face suddenly sinking.

Following Lu Xiaoyuan's line of sight, he looked down and his eyes fell on his calf.

I saw that the white skin with sparse hair was covered with bruises, some of which had almost faded, and some of them were just new.

Lu Xiaoyuan frowned slightly: "Why did you suffer so many injuries?"

Rong He let out an "oh", raised his leg disapprovingly, and said, "Tell me about my leg. In fact, this bruise is nothing at all. After training, I don't feel much. You don't know, I'm the one with the most serious injury. That time I fell from mid-air, and my lower back hit the stone directly, bleeding a lot, I was very scared..."

Before Rong He finished speaking, he shut his mouth severely under Lu Xiaoyuan's suddenly gloomy gaze.

He is by no means a show-off, on the contrary, he is so humble and introspective that it makes his friends angry.But at this moment, he was still immersed in the pride of being praised by Lu Xiaoyuan, and without thinking about it, he blurted out his injury experience, like a half-baked teenager, trying to use this as a medal to show his man's willpower.

Lu Xiaoyuan probably saw through his pettiness at a glance, and didn't want to hear him bragging.

He put down his trouser legs in embarrassment, and just about to say something to change the subject, he heard Lu Xiaoyuan say, "Wait for me on the sofa."

Lu Xiaoyuan's tone was a bit uncompromising, and he walked out of the gym first after speaking.

One minute later, Lu Xiaoyuan went downstairs with a small medicine box in his hand.He took out a bottle of bruise medicine from inside, poured some into his palm, and squatted in front of Rong He after warming it up.

Rong He thought that the conscientious teacher Lu was going to give him a "teaching summary", but he didn't expect to help him with medicine.

He was so surprised that he only had time to say "thank you".

Lu Xiaoyuan's hands are large, with distinct joints, bulging blue blood vessels on the back of the hands, forming a strong visual impact with the scarred and fragile skin under the palms, as if they were aggressive like a tyrant, but they are actually extremely gentle.

However, the moment the medicine rubbed on the skin, Lu Xiaoyuan still heard a slightly rapid breathing sound.

He raised his head and faced Rong He's slightly trembling eyelashes. With a little force from his palm, those eyelashes covered his black and white eyes, and cast a forbearing shadow on his red cheeks.After he narrowed his strength, his eyelashes were raised again, revealing the wet eyes underneath.

Those beautiful eyes seemed to be completely controlled by him.

This kind of position, one high and one low, allows Rong He to have a clear view of his blue and white lower lip and his Adam's apple rolling up and down.Occasionally, there are a few muffled groans that are suppressed in the throat, like a puppy, wronged and well-behaved, charming and affectionate.

It is impossible for the blood circulation process not to be painless, but Lu Xiaoyuan still asked, "Does it hurt?"

The voice was so gentle that Rong He's heart trembled.

Rong He stared at the big hand on his calf that seemed to be leaving at any time, not daring to say it hurt, so he shook his head and showed a rather genuine smile.

Of course Lu Xiaoyuan knew that he was faking it, so the strength in his hand was reduced a lot, and he tried his best to control the small panting and groaning around his ears within an acceptable range.

Time passed by, and the medicine in the palm finally dissipated on the thin skin.

Lu Xiaoyuan put down his trouser legs for him.

Rong He thought the medicine application session was over, but when he was feeling lost, Lu Xiaoyuan rolled up his other trouser leg.

Rong He lowered his head in astonishment, staring at Lu Xiaoyuan's focused and careful expression, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

He was puzzled.

Even in the agreement, they need to give full play to their acting skills and maintain a false love character, but at home, when there are only two people, do they need to be so fully committed?

In the end, he didn't ask the exit.

People are creatures who know how to pretend to be confused for selfish desires, and he doesn't want to break this moment yet.

Anyway, he had just finished exercising vigorously, and no one knew why he was blushing.

Thinking of this, he actually relaxed.

But he looked at Lu Xiaoyuan's knee-on-the-ground posture, and still opened his mouth: "Actually——"

"You don't know how to massage." Lu Xiaoyuan interrupted Rong He arbitrarily before he finished listening, "It's easy to aggravate the congestion if you do it yourself."

He said lightly, but the strength of holding Rong He's calf tightened a bit.

"No." Rong He said.

"Huh?" Lu Xiaoyuan raised his head.

Rong He blinked, pointed to his side and said, "I mean, you can actually sit on the sofa."