Chapter Eighty-Seven: Once You Meet Zhou Kun for Life (Ask for Recommendation Votes!)

After arriving at the room, Zhou Kun threw the sweatband and headphones on his head, and the whole person collapsed on the sofa, stretching lazily.

"It's so comfortable to run. Zhou Kun put his legs on the table in front of him as he spoke, and played with his mobile phone comfortably.

This is a pleasure that little short-legged people can't enjoy.

Zhang Yujia didn't dare to be so casual, so she carefully helped Zhou Kun sort out the things he threw aside and put them in her bag, and then brought him a glass of light salt water.

"Mr. Zhou, drink some light salt water. Drinking this after exercise helps to replenish water and salt, and maintain the balance of inorganic salts in the body. ”

"Thank you, thank you. Zhou Kun took the cup and took two sips and thanked him.

"Mr. Zhou, politely, this is what I should do. Zhang Yujia responded obediently, and then knelt beside Zhou Kun, and after helping him take off his socks, he began to press his feet.

"It's very comfortable, your school still teaches this?" Zhou Kun was a little surprised.

At first, he thought that Zhang Yujia was just pressing casually, and he made a gesture like this in order to lick him.

But Zhou Kun soon found out that he was wrong, Zhang Yujia has real kung fu.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

The strength of her massage is just right, not too light or too heavy, and the crispy and soft pressing of Zhou Kun is very comfortable, no worse than those professional technicians.

"I learned it from my coach when I was training on the track team. After each practice, we do our own recovery. Zhang Yujia replied while pressing it seriously.

"I see. Then why didn't you continue to practice? I think you're running pretty well. Zhou Kun was a little curious.

"Because it's so hard to get ahead in athletics. Speaking of this, Zhang Yujia was a little gloomy. "There are too few people who can really eat this bowl of rice. Most of the seniors I know ended up retiring with a disability due to illness, and they had neither education nor connections, and their lives were not particularly good. ”

may feel that the topic he talked about was too heavy for fear of causing Zhou Kun's displeasure, Zhang Yujia hurriedly changed and said: "And girls are very disadvantaged when they practice track and field." Mr. Zhou, you see, the legs are easy to get thicker, and I have worked hard to lose weight and still be so thick. ”

As he spoke, he stood up and circled in front of Zhou Kun.

Zhou Kun raised his head slightly and looked at it, white enough and long enough.

Different from Chen Xuewen's slender legs, although Zhang Yujia's legs are also slender, they are obviously more round and powerful, and even the butt of the car is quite upright.

At first glance, you can tell that it is a good car.

"And if girls run a lot, their skin will become rougher. Mr. Zhou, you touch it, I'm so worried about this. Zhang Yujia naturally grabbed Zhou Kun's hand and swam back and forth on his thigh.

Of course, Zhou Kun will not be so simple, let Zhang Yujia grasp the initiative. After wandering for a while and enjoying the delicacy, he took the initiative to retract his hand and praised: "Don't worry, your skin is very good." ”

Then I picked up my tablet and started reading today's work email.

No way, Brother Kun just loves work so much.

Zhang Yujia's eyes flashed with obvious disappointment, but she quickly collected her mood and continued to kneel down to massage Zhou Kun.

After about forty minutes, when Zhang Yujia's legs were a little numb, Zhou Kun finally gave all the emails one by one, he put the tablet aside and rubbed Zhang Yujia's head.

"Thank you, I'll take a shower first. After Zhou Kun finished speaking, he picked up the guest phone next to him and called the concierge. "Help me inform the spa that there is a Ms. Zhang on my side who is going to go for a treatment, please arrange a female technician immediately. Arrange the best projects. ”

Looking at Zhang Yujia's puzzled eyes and the little face that looked very innocent after tying the ponytail, Zhou Kun's childlike heart rose.

He scratched Zhang Yujia's nose with his hand, rubbed her face kissingly, and said gently: "Enjoy it, it's a reward for you." You're tired of that, so go over there and get some rest. ”

Zhang Yujia looked at Zhou Kun's kind appearance, and was gently touched by him, but somehow, she suddenly felt that her nose was a little sore, her eyes were a little moist, and she felt very warm in her heart.

"Good, enjoy, I'll wait for you to come back. Zhou Kun took the initiative to take Zhang Yujia into his arms and gently kissed her on the forehead.

Zhang Yujia couldn't suppress the emotions in her heart at this time, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Why are you being so nice to me, why?

Zhang Yujia cried over and over again in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it, so she could only grit her teeth and prevent herself from making a sound.

But her whole body couldn't help shaking.

Zhou Kun didn't speak, just hugged her tightly like this, patted her back lightly with his hand, and waited for her to calm down before saying softly: "It's not cute for such a good-looking girl to cry with a flower face." Come, drink wine, beautify your beauty. ”

Zhou Kun picked up the red wine glass on the table and fed her a mouthful, and carefully helped her tidy up her hair that was a little scattered.

Zhang Yujia sniffed hard, broke into a smile, and squeezed out a big smile: "It's delicious." I'm going to the spa. ”

After finishing speaking, she sorted out her somewhat messy clothes in the mirror, and then took the room card handed to her by Zhou Kun and walked out of the door.

Looking at the back of Zhang Yujia leaving, Zhou Kun shook his head, his eyes had long lost the gentleness he had before, and he said lightly and did not speak.

Picking up the half-drunk red wine glass on the table, shaking the wine, lowering his head and taking a deep breath, closing his eyes and indulging in the enchanting fragrance.

But in the end, Zhou Kun didn't drink this glass of wine, but casually threw it into the trash can on the side with the glass, and then went into the bathroom without looking.

The valuable wine liquid in the trash can slowly flowed out of the glass and seeped into the waste paper towel next to it. Gradually, the paper towel also changed, it was so purple and so dark, it made people palpitate.

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In the spa, Zhang Yujia was lying in the luxuriously decorated VIP room, listening to Zen music, smelling faint aromatherapy, and enjoying the careful and meticulous service of the female technician, but what she was thinking about was what Zhou Kun had just done.

There are thousands of thoughts, and my head is in chaos.

Does he like me?

But how could he like a woman like me?

If he doesn't like me, why is he so nice to me.

What the hell am I supposed to do?

It's really comfortable to be massaged like this, Mr. Zhou, did he think that my massage level was too poor to send me over.

Until he was reminded by the technician that the time had come, Zhang Yujia was still thinking about Zhou Kun. Unconsciously, she didn't even know how to place Zhou Kun in her heart.

She was a little scared, afraid that she would really love Zhou Kun.

She knew that the sacred word love was too luxurious for her, and Zhou Kun would not fall in love with her, but his inadvertent tenderness made her really unable to resist.

Even if Zhou Kun didn't give her a penny after that, she was afraid that she would be willing to put a moth to the fire and pounce on it without asking for anything.

As long as Zhou Kun is willing to give her a little care as before, and say a few words to her gently, he will be satisfied.

can't blame Zhang Yujia for being too naΓ―ve, it's really a lifetime mistake for Zhou Kun!