The skin that has been covered under clothing for many years is fairer than the skin tone that is constantly exposed, and the color of the veins that bend and spread throughout the body is especially noticeable......

Firm, as if there is no fat when pulled up, only a layer of skin remains......

I don't know if I have abs.......

What will it feel like......

Tao You thought of the soft meat on his stomach that couldn't be reduced.

In my mind, somehow there was a jogging Xiaokang Yi whistling and repeating the sentence "this waist...... It's a lot of energy to watch."

It doesn't seem to make sense.

Unconsciously, she stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked the corners of her mouth, then swallowed her saliva with a "grunt".

Even she didn't know why she did this, like a pervert.

Suddenly, a knob was distinct, and a familiar hand pulled the hem of the garment, and pulled it down ruthlessly, covering the white one, "cough."

A light cough woke up Tao You's consciousness, and his rapidly shifted gaze carried the weakness of his heart after being caught.

She shook her body slightly, pursed her lips, tugged at her sleeves with both hands, smoothed them out, then pulled them up again, looking busy, but not knowing what she was busy with.

「......」

「......」

The atmosphere was a little strange, and the tacit silence between the two made the two people who were also sitting on the bench resting and chatting look sideways.

No one spoke first.

Song Yimian's hand was still on the hem of his clothes, and his five fingers were bent and pulled tightly, as if this would give him more security.

"Ahem." Tao You pursed his lips and coughed, Yu Guang couldn't help but glance at the hem of the clothes that was grabbed by his hand next to him, and finally glanced at Song Yimian with the tips of his red ears quickly, "That, you, if you have something else, you, you first, let's go."

The tongue was like a knot in the end.

"Okay, then, I'll go first." Song Yimian responded with a warm face, and got up with a sluggish movement, "Sister Xie Yu, I just happened to let me go over, and said...... The chair is broken, I'll take a look."

"Uh-huh, go ahead, go ahead." As Song Yimian got up, Tao You followed and quickly glanced at him twice, lowered his eyes, covered his face and nodded.

She has no face to see Song Yimian again!

She tried to take a deep breath to calm her accelerating heartbeat, her trembling hands clasped tightly in front of her, and she didn't know that she was so nervous because of the next match.

"Beep————

"The third game is over, 2-2 draw!"

"Intermission."

Song Yimian paced left and right twice, as if he couldn't find his way back because of his amnesia.

He first strode a long distance to the right, then stopped suddenly, turned around and walked back, and stood still in front of Tao You.

"What, what's wrong, what's the matter?" Tao You looked at Song Yimian who walked back in front of him, gasped, and his heart rose to his throat again.

She was talking, as if that would cover up what had just happened, "Your phone didn't drop, your coat ......"

"Little rascals." Song Yimian opened his mouth, his face "Teng" exploded red, she was squeamish, she threw down three words lightly, and walked away, almost tripping over herself after walking a few steps.

Tao You was left with his mouth wide open, blinking his eyes mechanically, messy in place.

It's over, it's all over!

Her image was branded with the word "little hooligan" in Song Yimian's heart indefinitely.

It's not supposed to be a quick one.

This makes her pretend to be a serious person in front of Song Yimian in the future.

Tao You closed his mouth, there was no exaggerated movement on his face, but he looked surprisingly calm and calm.

As the tennis ball continued to land, there was a silent explosion in the brain, which exploded on every nerve, and finally came the biggest and most brilliant ...... in the center of the brain Critical Blow.

It blew up her head and made her face pop with gold stars in front of her.

I sat stiff for a long time before slowly recovering and relieving my pantothenic spine a little.

Tao You raised his hand and wiped his face indiscriminately, and leaned back forcefully.

"Quack-squeak-" The bench let out an unbearable long cry of resistance.

She bounced to her feet in an instant.

The two team members who were talking over there exclaimed in surprise, subconsciously clinging to each other, holding the back of the bench, and looking at Tao You with the quintessence of the country in their mouths.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tao apologized cowardly and leaned back in his chair lightly.

This time, there was no movement.

She just looked stunned and sat at the ceiling for a while, but her mind had already gone over and over again to review what had just happened no less than ten times.

In the end, she still couldn't stand it, and said to herself, "No, I'm sick...... Why did she stare at it at this time, Dad Tao taught her since she was a child, 'Girls should be reserved, reserved, she didn't listen to it at all.'"

The more she thinks about it, the more embarrassed she becomes, the more she wants to turn back time, back to seven minutes ago, she must remember to look secretly, if it is bright and bright, something will happen.

The more Tao You reviewed, the more uncomfortable she felt, the more she felt that she hadn't played well, she scratched her ears and cheeks and rubbed her hair, and then untied the rope and re-combed it very irritably.

"What's the matter with this man?"

"Brain...... Playing stupid?" The two team members on the other end of the bench whispered, looked at each other in tacit understanding, and got up to go to another chair.

"......" Tao You came out of his own small world at this time, very calmly and attentively, he flicked his hair vividly, tidied up his clothes and walked away.

After turning around, she looked embarrassed and eager to knock her own melon seeds. The two of them couldn't tell what kind of mental illness they had in their hearts.

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On the other side, Song Yi easily found Xie Yu and the others out of breath, he didn't know the distance of only a few steps, he would be so tired, so stuffy that he would take in less air and breathe more.

"Little Song ......" Xie Yu was afraid that Song Yimian would not be able to see them, so he waved his hand at him, and saw from a distance that he was not in the right state, "What's wrong?"

She pulled the mobile phone in Luo Xiaowei's hand, changed it to camera mode, zoomed in and zoomed in, and then frowned and stepped on Luo Xiaowei's feet, "Hey, Xiao Song's heart or something, there's nothing wrong with it, right?" It can't be inherited or something, right? How do you get tired of walking a few steps like this?"

"......" Luo Xiaowei lowered his head and stared at the extra half of the black footprints on his newly bought white shoes for a few seconds before silently taking out a wet tissue from Xie Yu's small shoulder bag and carefully wiping it clean.

He crossed his legs and shrunk back under his chair, silently brushing himself away, "No. He's not physically strong, and it has nothing to do with genetics."

"Little Song ......" Waiting for Song Yimian to approach, Xie Yu greeted him with a smile, "The milk tea has been ordered, and it will be almost there when Xiao Yu finishes the game." Who is she fighting with?"

「......」

Song Yimian kept his head down, and his complexion revealed an abnormal flush from the inside out.

He was immersed in his own world, ignoring Xie Yu's words.

"Little ......" Xie Yu just wanted to ask him if something was wrong, but when he saw that he didn't even sit, he turned around and walked out again.

It was like a demon.

Luo Xiaowei pulled Xie Yu's arm and asked her to sit down, "This kid owes a beating, don't bother with him, you take care of me~."

"Don't disgust me." Xie Yu pushed Luo Xiaowei's head away with disgust, and quietly observed whether anyone around him noticed them.

I don't know where he learned it, but suddenly one day he started to go crazy from time to time.

At first, he had to nod his face, only to go crazy when the two of them were alone. Seeing her eat this set, she directly evolved to what she is now - no matter what

Places and occasions, you can go crazy at any time.

Now this cheek, anyway, I don't know how many times he has fallen to the ground, how much ash has been rolled, and after he is crazy, he can still pick it up without changing his face, pat the ash and continue to bring it to his face.

Xie Yu admits that she sometimes really eats this set, but definitely not when there are so many people around and it is so lively.

Luo Xiaowei can be shameless, she still wants this face.

But every time she saw Luo Xiaowei's handsome face, she couldn't say anything in her stomach.

The person I found for myself since I was a child, what can I do, spoiled.

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Song Yimian, who returned the same way, had bright dark eyes, and one hand was still tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, as if there was something particularly precious hidden there.

The small piece of skin that Tao You's eyes had touched was constantly hot, warm and numb...... I scratched my clothes several times, but I didn't succeed in making the feeling go away.

He felt that he urgently needed to get some fresh air and find a place where he could think calmly, otherwise he would really have a rapid heartbeat and go straight to the stadium.

Pushing open the glass door, the cold air rushing outside instantly suppressed a bit of heat on his body, but it failed to dissipate half of the heat on his face.

"Roasted sweet potatoes, freshly baked sweet potatoes, big and sweet roasted sweet potatoes, one with five pieces, two with eight pieces; Not far from the Roasted Sweet Potato ......", a small electric tricycle is filled with cylindrical ovens and raw sweet potatoes. The old man in a green military coat and a black felt hat took sweet potatoes, put sweet potatoes, and collected money, and the three actions were almost unable to rotate, and the smile on his face never put down.

Song Yimian patted his face, took a deep breath of the sweet potato fragrance in the air, and walked quickly to the uncle, "I want two sweet potatoes."

The uncle leaned over and turned around in the oven, got up and put a few more sweet potatoes in it, and said apologetically, "Young man, the sweet potatoes are still a little bit away from getting better, why don't you wait?" Ten minutes."

Song Yimian glanced at the time and stood to the side, "Don't worry, I'll wait next to me."

He can stand anywhere now, and he just can't go in anyway.

Approaching dinner time, there were many takeaway electric cars parked outside the hotel, and many people were ready to go home, and some had just come to join in the fun.

Almost all the people around the roasted sweet potatoes were students, and a girl saw Song Yimian, who was standing in the cold wind with her hair messy but not losing her demeanor, and tried to use her elbow to hold the arm of the little sister next to her, causing the little sister to slap the freshly peeled sweet potato under her nose three times, leaving a small handful of honey-yellow sweet potato meat on her face.

Song Yimian's eyes looked into the distance without focus, every time he thought of Tao You's scorching gaze, unfamiliar shyness came to his heart, and the blush on his face could not dissipate, and there was even a tendency to go to the next level.

Fortunately, he has been exercising recently, and he has not grown fat on his stomach......

Just as his thoughts were wandering, a familiar figure appeared as far as his line of sight could see.