Lovely wife like clouds

Chapter 29 Relieving Stress
Shen Manlin changed clothes very quickly, she came out of the locker room in less than 2 minutes, the OL outfit on her body had been changed into sportswear, Han Ye's eyes lit up when she turned around, the pink clothes made her mature Her delicate face was covered with a thin layer of innocence, like a young girl who just stepped out of the campus, but she was much more elegant than a young girl. Han Ye was the first woman who could wear pink with this kind of taste. See you next time.

"Is there a problem?" Shen Manlin asked as she watched Han Ye staring at her.

Han Ye shook his head in denial, and Shen Manlin breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt that this was a strange feeling, why did she care so much about Han Ye's opinion?
"What are you thinking? Come in quickly." Han Ye waved to Shen Manlin.

Shen Manlin hurriedly put the disturbing feeling aside, walked around the glass door and walked into a room. It is not so much a room as it is a very spacious venue. The wooden floor under her feet is smooth and people can be seen , and drew a few regular red lines, the walls are water blue, very soft atmosphere.

She couldn't help but wonder: "What kind of place is this?"

Han Ye smiled and handed her the racket and ball in his hand. Shen Manlin took it over and looked at it and asked, "Playing tennis?"

"You can say it's tennis, but to be precise, it's squash." Han Ye replied.

"Squash? I've never heard of it." It's not that Shen Manlin is ignorant, but that she rarely has time to go out to exercise, so she doesn't know much about these things.

Han Ye thought for a while and introduced: "The inventor of squash was a student of Harrow's aristocratic school abroad, around 1830. As long as you are a student, no matter whether he is a poor man or an aristocrat, you will inevitably feel that student life is very difficult in the school. It was boring, so they invented a game of hitting the ball against the wall, which became widespread and over time became squash.”

Listening to Han Ye's introduction about the origin of squash, Shen Manlin had a better understanding of him, and she became more and more convinced that Han Ye was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

"It sounds like a good sport, but unfortunately I can't play it." Shen Manlin regretted.

"There's nothing wrong with it. As long as you know how to play tennis and badminton, then this is no problem. Let me demonstrate to you first." Han Ye picked up another pair of rackets as he spoke.

He explained while playing: "In squash, the forehand is the most basic hitting action. The forehand can control the direction of the ball very well, and the ball is very powerful. The requirement for the ball is to master the scale of the racket hitting the ball, and the amplitude should not be too large."

When he said this, he paused for a while, and when the ball was reflected, he didn't catch it, then picked up a ball again and hit it with a backhand, and then said: "This is a backhand shot, and a backhand shot is also a kind of Powerful strokes, the backhand requires good control and the backhand has to fly the ball across the court."

"Isn't it very simple? If you hit it, don't care about the backhand or forehand, just use the most convenient posture for you, try it." Han Ye gave Shen Manlin an encouraging look.

Shen Manlin took a deep breath and walked to the teeing area. Thinking of Han Ye's action just now, she hit the ball out like a gourd. The ball quickly hit the wall and then bounced back quickly. Then she swung the ball in the direction it came from, and the ball was bounced back with a bang, and then bounced back again. After catching the first ball, Shen Manlin gained confidence, and at this time, she also focused on the reflection of the ball. direction.

As if completely forgetting about Han Ye's existence, Han Ye didn't expect that she could play squash so well. For a person who is new to squash, she is considered top-notch.

The more she hits, the more Shen Manlin feels that the pressure in her body has been released. Every time she hits the ball heavily, she can shake off the unhappiness in her heart. After feeling like this, her subordinates exert more force, and hit the ball in a short while. The fragrance was dripping with sweat, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his light figure was like a butterfly flying and dancing in the field at will.

Han Ye was fascinated by it. He thought that if Shen Manlin went to participate in the competition, all the contestants would become her foils. Presumably, those referees would stare straight at him. Just when he was engrossed, he heard "Squeak!" .” The voice sounded, and Shen Manlin let out a low cry.

"Be careful." As Han Ye spoke, Shen Manlin already felt a strong arm around her waist.

The tip of the nose rushed to her without any warning. The body fragrance mixed with sweat was an indescribable smell. After inhaling it into the lungs, it immediately spread to the limbs, and then the whole body was flowed by an electric current. He could clearly hear his heartbeat speeding up. Could this be the legendary "heartbeat."

The expected pain did not come, Shen Manlin opened her eyes quickly, his facial features were close at hand, she could breathe his exhaled air, there was a smell of him, and the hotness on her face was still there before it faded away. There was a layer of red tide, and even the clear earlobes were rendered a layer of blush. At this moment, she seemed to hear the sound of her heart beating faster.

"Can you help me up first?" Shen Manlin glanced away, not daring to meet Han Ye's gaze again.

The corner of Han Ye's mouth curled into an evil smile, and he helped Shen Manlin stand up straight. Just as he was about to let go of Shen Manlin's slender waist, his feet slipped dramatically, and then he heard a bang, and the world fell silent. .

The four eyes faced each other, their bodies were tightly pressed together, Shen Manlin's eyes were big and round, she was shocked as if she had forgotten that she had a pair of lips on her lips, neither of them moved, they just kept silent Quietly looking at yourself in the other person's eyes, one second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I went wrong." A female voice full of apology descended from the sky.Shen Manlin suddenly realized, she turned her pretty face, and Han Ye's lips fell from her red lips to her cheek without a doubt. Shen Manlin was even more ashamed to go to the ground, and she reached out to push Han Ye away. , ran out as if fleeing.Leaving Han Ye lying on the ground alone, reminiscing about the unexpected kiss just now.

For half an hour, Shen Manlin didn't come out of the dressing room. For the first 10 minutes, Han Ye thought maybe it would be more troublesome for women to take a shower and it would take longer.For the next 10 minutes, Han Ye thought that she might be shy and hadn't figured out how to face herself.But when another 10 minutes passed, Han Ye had to worry. With Shen Manlin's personality, she didn't seem to be the kind of woman who would be shy and afraid to see her after being kissed by mistake.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait any longer. He walked quickly towards the women's changing room. Before reaching the door, he saw a woman running out of the room in a panic. He saw Han Ye pulling him as if he had seen a savior and said, : "Someone fainted in the locker room, you go and save her."

(End of this chapter)