Sprint: This champion is a bit weird

Chapter 91 Good Afternoon (Daily)
  Because of his hurried schedule, Wen Hao greeted Feng Shuyong and Annie in advance, so the news of his return to China today was not leaked.

Mainly because I don’t want to have to take time out of such a tight schedule to deal with possible media interviews and fans picking me up at the airport.

Physical fatigue was secondary. As time went by, the physical buffs of the reborn gave Wen Hao more and more surprises.

But mentally tired, he really needs a quiet environment to recover slowly by himself.

The car drove all the way from the Capital Airport into Zhixin Community. After putting Wen Hao down, Annie drove away.

Li Qing got on the return flight on the 29th and followed the Yanjing track and field team on the road to Shijiazhuang this morning.

Annie has already booked a flight to Shijiazhuang at 6 pm, so this afternoon is Wen Hao's short rest time.

Dragging the suitcase and opening the door, he saw the beautiful Zhang with a bright smile.

"I'm home?"

"Well, I'm back."

Zhang Sisterlin turned around and walked to the bathroom without looking back: "Hurry up and change your shoes. I'll put some water in for you, take a shower and have a rest. Did you eat on the plane? Do you want to cook you a bowl of noodles?"

He closed the door silently and slapped himself.

Wen Hao, Wen Hao, you are really nothing!

"What's the noise?"

"It's okay, I'm swatting mosquitoes."

"Are there any mosquitoes? I've been out shooting magazines and catwalks for the past few days, and I just came back last night. Maybe I forgot to repel mosquitoes."

Wen Hao put down his suitcase, put on his slippers, walked into the bathroom, and hugged Zhang Sisterlin from behind.

"The water hasn't been put in yet, don't make trouble!" Zhang Jielin smiled and clapped her hand on her waist. Seeing that Wen Hao refused to let go, she let him go.

"You'll take a bath later, and I'll cook some noodles for you. Then you can take a nap, so that you'll have the energy to catch up on your schedule in the afternoon."

While listening, Wen Hao buried his head in Zhang Jilin's hair, sniffing the fragrance of her hair greedily, and responded with a muffled mouth:
  "Okay, but I want you to sleep with me."

"No."

"why not?"

There was a hint of coquettishness in Wen Hao's tone.

Every time he was alone with Zhang Sisterlin, he would always put down his guard, forget his actual mental age, and feel at ease being her young puppy.

"Be good." Zhang Jielin put the hot water on, turned around and kissed him on the face.

"I'm going to see YOYO later and have a meal with my parents at home. I'm also busy with work in the afternoon, so I really don't have time to spend time with you."

Wen Hao's face was full of "loss", and Zhang Sisterlin was helpless.

They confirmed their relationship in Paris a month ago, but at her request, Wen Hao just held her and slept with her for one night, and did not go to the final step.

If she had time, Zhang Sisterlin wouldn't mind staying and taking a nap with Wen Hao. After all, they were separated for almost a month, so how could she not miss her little boyfriend?
  But Wen Hao is so busy, so why isn't her schedule full?
  After Armani's haute couture show, Zhang Jilin's fame further spread in the modeling circle. She received constant invitations from catwalk shows and fashion magazines. The company was also preparing to arrange a personal photo album for her. In addition, some clothing brands invited her to shoot advertisements.
  Even the little time she has to meet Wen Hao now was only taken out of her busy schedule after negotiating with her agent for a while.

"or."

"What else?"

Wen Hao thought for a while and boldly said: "Why don't you try YOYO first?
  Zhang Sisterlin glared at Wen Hao angrily, but suddenly she felt it was funny.

"Are you competing with YOYO for favor?"

"What happened to the fight for favor? If I hadn't taken it in, how could it have met such a good master like you? Now it's time to repay the favor!"

Zhang Sisterlin immediately couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you really...what is all this?" Wen Hao saw that there was something going on, so he stopped talking nonsense: "That's it! And I ate on the plane, and I'm not hungry now. , let’s go to bed after I finish taking a shower!”

After saying that, regardless of whether the beautiful lady Zhang was still in front of her, she immediately started to take off her clothes.

Seeing Wen Hao's naked upper body, Zhang Sisterin immediately covered her eyes: "What are you doing? Take off your clothes if you disagree!"

"You are my girlfriend, what does it matter? Sister Jie Lin, please feel it. Are my breasts bigger and harder than before?"

"I won't touch it!" She said no, but Zhang Sisterlin had already raised her hand to touch her little boyfriend's chest muscles.

In fact, Wen Hao's chest muscles are not strong, because the training directions of sprinters and bodybuilders are very different. The chest muscles often cannot be overdeveloped, otherwise it will affect his arm swing speed.

However, Zhang Sisterlin feels that this level is just right, because she feels that if the chest muscles are too large, the whole person will look too bloated.

Stroking across the chest muscles, and ten centimeters further down, there are eight sharp-edged abdominal muscles, embedded in the abdomen like marble sculptures, filled with a sense of beauty called "power".

After admiring her boyfriend's good figure, Zhang Sisterlin discovered that Wen Hao had two plasters on his neck.

"What's going on here?"

"Uh, this one"

Seeing Wen Hao's slight hesitation, Zhang Sisterlin snorted: "Could it be that some girl planted strawberries and she didn't dare to let me see it?"

"How is that possible? I didn't sleep well in a hotel in London, and my neck was a little crooked, so the coach gave me two plasters."

As Wen Hao spoke, he reached out to tear off the two plasters. He had just torn off a corner when he was held down by Zhang Sisterlin.

"I just said it casually, are you really tearing it apart?"

After slapping Wen Hao's hand away, Zhang Sisterin carefully pressed down the corner of the plaster that had torn off, missing the secret under the plaster.

Then, Zhang Jielin picked up the T-shirt that fell on the ground and glanced at his sports pants:
  "Take it off quickly. I'll put it in the washing machine to wash it for you. It's such a hot day. I guess it will be dry before you set off. You can still take it with you."

"okay."

Wen Hao smiled stupidly and started to take action, but he took off his underwear directly.

"Bad guy, who told you to take all your clothes off!" Seeing Xiao Wenhao nodding energetically to greet him, Zhang Jielin's face suddenly blushed and she glared at him angrily.

As for Wen Hao, not only was he not shy, but he said with a bad smile: "Sister Sister Lin, the water has been put away, how about we wash it together?"

Zhang Sisterlin smiled slightly: "Okay."

Wen Hao was overjoyed: "Really?"

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Jielin rolled her eyes at him, put away her clothes and walked out of the bathroom: "I'll give you ten minutes. If you don't finish washing in ten minutes, I'll go watch YOY."

Wen Hao shook his head and smiled. In fact, he felt that if he persisted, maybe Zhang Sisterlin would really obey him.

But he was just talking about it. The two of them had such full schedules, and finally found some time to rest together. It was better to put aside those colored thoughts and enjoy this rare time.

After washing up, Wen Hao opened the door to the bedroom. The air conditioner inside was turned on at a very comfortable temperature. Zhang Jielin was lying inside wrapped in a blanket.

After setting the alarm clock, Wen Hao gently got on the bed, leaned against him from behind, and held his beloved in his arms.

Zhang Sisterin didn't turn around, she just grabbed the hand that passed under her neck and held it with her ten fingers.

"Go to sleep, good afternoon."

"Well, good afternoon."

　There is another chapter tonight

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)