Chapter 64

I'm just a little tired

I hesitated and pushed the door in. To my surprise, this is a small boxing room. Although the space is not big, it is well equipped.

There is a sandbag hanging in the middle. There is a big dressing room in the corner. Near the sandbag, there is a soft chair for rest and some clean towels.

At the moment, Qin Muyan is standing under the sandbag. He is naked upper body, is wearing loose sports pants, is wearing the thick boxing glove, is ruthlessly beating the heavy sandbag.

His skin, which was a mixture of honey color and wheat color, was now full of sweat. The big beads of sweat slipped from his face and fell to the ground, making a clear tick.

Because of too much force, his muscles tense up, like a leopard ready to ambush its prey, full of the beauty of strength.

Qin Muyan hasn't looked at me since I entered the room.

After all, I know his habit of being together for so many years. He doesn't want me to disturb him. I agree to let me in because I don't know

I'd like to worry about him.

So I had to sit quietly in the soft leather chair and watch him fight.

This man makes me very elusive. He left me three years ago, and he came to me three years later.

Three years ago, his departure brought me countless pain. Three years later, he seemed to come to me with the same psychology of compensation.

We missed so much, I don't even know when he learned boxing.

Soon, perhaps tired, he stopped, took a towel to wipe sweat, came to my side, bent close to me.

His body with the smell of sweat just after the exercise, the masculine breath quickly occupied my nose, I immediately felt blush and heartbeat.

But he was still getting closer, closer, closer, closer to my face.

I couldn't help closing my eyes and waiting for his kiss.

But I didn't wait, I quietly opened my eyes, just saw his face in front of me, the fundus is unable to hide the smile

But with a force in his hand, he took a cup of water from the table next to me.

I realized that I had been fooled by him. Apricot eyes glared at him, but he didn't care. He also played a shudder in my head with a low smile.

I covered my head and got angry, but he went out to the living room alone.

"I'll take a shower. I'll talk about it later." When he got to the door, he turned to me and said.

There was a clatter of water from the bathroom. I could hear it clearly because it was not far away.

In my mind, I can't help but think of a picture of a beautiful man bathing: there is a fine thread of water spraying out of the shower, falling in the thick black hair of a man, secretly invisible, but mischievously converging into a water stream, flowing through the high nose and handsome eyes of a man, along the knife like line of beautiful chin, sliding through his sexy Adam's apple.

Further down, his broad and strong chest, tight and powerful belly... All the way to the dense black jungle

Honey skin, transparent water, in the light of dim yellow light, refracted into a colorful and bizarre dream... I swallowed my saliva, and quickly stopped my imagination.

The sound of the water stopped. Instead of covering his lower body with a bath towel, he was wearing a big bathrobe. We live together these days, he is so dressed, this is my original request.

Looking at the way he wiped his wet hair with his head on his side, I regretted for a moment.

Of course, Qin Muyan didn't know my secret thoughts. He just came to me, sat on the sofa opposite me, stretched his long legs and said, "come on, what did you just want to ask me?"

"You..." I hesitated, "Why are you aiming at Mu Yifan?"

His action of wiping his hair stopped for a moment, then continued as if nothing had happened, "I can't stand it."

I asked suspiciously, "why? I think Mu Yifan is very nice and has a good temper. He doesn't seem to do anything against you. Why don't you like him so much? "

Qin Muyan looked at me like an alien, "don't you know?"

I was confused. "What do you know?"

He looked at me and saw that the expression on my face didn't seem to be fake. Then he said with a smile, "I suddenly feel that Mu Yifan is very poor."

I was even more confused, "what are you doing in the end

Qin Muyan lost interest in this topic. "Don't talk about other men in front of me. Do you have any questions?"

"Yes," he looked inquisitively. "When did you learn boxing? I don't know. "

Qin Muyan took a cigarette from the table, lit it, slowly smoked it and spat out a cigarette ring, "not long, more than a year."

"I remember, you didn't like it much before." In my impression, Qin Muyan is always calm and rational, and doesn't like these sports things very much.

He half leans on the sofa, relaxed, "Joey's suggestion, if angry, go sandbag."

His faint words stirred up ripples in my heart. I don't know how he lived when I was away, but I have to see a psychologist. I don't think he was very happy.

He vomited out a smoke ring, and his eyes were tired. "Nothing's wrong

Rest, it's late. " With that, he pressed the two mouthfuls of smoke into the ashtray and stood up.

I nodded and stood up.

I go to the bedroom upstairs and he goes to the study on the first floor. We're going in different directions.

I have not gone a few steps, suddenly fell into a broad and warm embrace, with a touch of bath gel fragrance and tobacco flavor, people want to indulge in it.

He hugged me from behind and didn't speak.

"What's the matter?" I didn't look back, I asked.

He rubbed his head against my shoulder socket and whispered, "just a little tired."

My heart suddenly dull pain, I hold his hand hanging on my chest, is ready to say something, he armed with all the armor, "go to sleep."

I don't know if his armor is because of me. The next morning, I got up early. After stewing the Maodou soup, I hesitated for a moment and took out bread slices and butter and sugar from the refrigerator to make breakfast for two.

Gently push open Qin Muyan's door, only to find that he is no longer in the room, the car is not at home, it is estimated that he is out to work. I turned my mouth, and I ate it by myself.