Yun Du returned to the dormitory with his mobile phone, and found that Ling Junxuan was stuffing the "A Brief History of Philosophy" into the bookshelf.

He had been studying this book in his evening self-study, and in order to alleviate the uncomfortable feeling he felt when facing him, Yundui took the initiative to find a topic: "What is this book about?" ”

Ling Junxuan didn't hate Yun Dui talking to him, he turned around and looked at her with an undercurrent in his gaze, and the words he said were meaningful: "There is a passage in it that says that life is a battle with sleep, and we were overcome by it at first, but we were always conquered by it. Sleep is the death of fragments, borrowed to maintain and restore that part of life that is consumed during the day. ”

This philosophical passage would have been fine if he hadn't added the following sentence: "Do you think...... Could this be the reason I dream about you so often? ”

Hearing this, Yun Twilight didn't turn the corner for a while, she looked at him in a daze for a few seconds, and didn't speak.

But she finally reacted, and held back a sentence in Ling Junxuan's smiling eyes: "Medically speaking, people dream because of poor sleep quality, maybe if you exercise more, you won't dream." ”

Ling Junxuan didn't refute, he shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, and actually listened to Yun Dui's words and started to exercise. I saw him walk to his bed, pick up a dumbbell in one hand, and the whole person looked relaxed and relaxed, as if the weight was not worth mentioning.

Because the position next to the bed was relatively small, he walked to the relatively empty place in the dormitory and put down the dumbbells.

After putting down the dumbbells, he seemed to suddenly feel hot, loosened the neckline of his clothes, and then took off his school uniform top and threw it on the bed, revealing his young and strong upper body.

Twilight's gaze focused on his eight-pack abs, and he didn't move for a long time.

Ling Junxuan is simply a representative of the thin and undressed flesh, the muscle texture on his body is extremely beautiful, and he must be full of explosive power.

After looking at it for a long time, her throat was a little dry, and her mind began to imagine some discordant pictures again.

Ling Junxuan noticed Yun Dui's hot gaze, thinking that they were all boys, he didn't avoid suspicion, leaned over and picked up the dumbbells and began to practice.

As she watched him practice, her mouth became more and more dry, and she felt that she had to say something to distract herself.

So she swallowed her saliva, moved her gaze to the dumbbell with difficulty, and asked in a dumb voice, "How heavy is this dumbbell?" ”

Ling Junxuan answered her question while practicing, his voice was steady, and he didn't breathe at all: "A 30 kilogram." ”

Cloudtwilight pressed some ice to her face in an attempt to ease the rising temperature on her face, "Is there anything heavier?" ”

His answer was succinct: "No." ”

Cloudwilight became interested, and she leaned forward as she sat on the edge of the bed, staring at him and asking, "Can I try it?" ”

Hearing this, Ling Junxuan's movements stopped, his gaze swirled on Yun Dui's slender wrist, and after a moment, he shook his head: "Next time, I'll get you a 10-kilogram one, so as not to hurt your hands." ”

This is a tactful refusal.

Although with Ling Junxuan's arrogance in this world, it was already a shame to be able to politely refuse her, but Yun Duan couldn't give up easily.

She didn't give up, and asked again: "You just let me try, how can I know if I don't try?" ”

Ling Junxuan didn't let go, his expression took on a familiar coldness again, and his voice sank: "I don't want to send you to the hospital for emergency treatment so late." ”

Hearing this, Cloudtwilight stood up and walked towards him, stopping within a step.

Ling Junxuan was taller than her, she raised her head slightly, the light outlined her delicate facial contours, she looked delicate and thin, but her body was straight, and her momentum was like an unsheathed sword, revealing a sharp edge.

Ling Junxuan only felt that there was a faint killing aura on Yun Dui's body at this moment, and an indescribable aura was crushing towards him, nailing his steps.

In silent staring, Twilight finally spoke, "If I can lift it, you can take off your school pants as well, how about it?" ”