Happy Boys: From the time of meeting the drunk Song Qian

Anyway, just staying together is fine, and I didn’t say that training was necessary.

Why make yourself so tired.

If you have this time, you might as well go to the gym and change your body shape.

Fang Yu thought Su Chen was joking.

Walked over and pulled him up.

"Such a beautiful woman is training, and you just sit there and watch, are you embarrassed?"

Su Chen looked sideways: "I'm actually quite embarrassed."

Feeling Su Chen's gaze.

Lan Weiwei blushed.

But he didn't do anything.

Let him watch.

Fang Yu was a little angry and turned Su Chen's head forcefully.

"You are mine here. I didn't let you look at others, so you can't look at them. Do you understand?"

In order to make himself look more imposing, Fang Yu leaned forward a lot.

But this narrowed the distance between the two.

Suchen looked at her serious face.

You can even feel her breathing.

Hear her heartbeat.

look down.

Involuntarily swallowed his saliva.

Feeling Su Chen's movements, Fang Yu, who was still aggressive at first, instantly weakened.

His eyes dodged a little.

"What's going on? Shouldn't I just call him? Why are you so shy!"

Logically speaking, the emotion of shyness should not appear in Fang Yu.

But she does feel it now.

The heart beats extremely fast.

She also subconsciously avoided Su Chen's gaze.

But I was very happy.

Faced with such emotions, she could only resolve them in one way.

Fang Yu looked at Su Chen seriously.

"Let's fight!"

"what???"

.........

After half an hour.

Fang Yu lay on the ground, breathing heavily.

During this half hour.

Said it was a sparring session.

In fact, it is a unilateral crushing.

If you leave boxing aside.

Fang Yu was not Su Chen's enemy at all. Only with the restrictions of boxing, Fang Yu could still fight back a few times.

But even so, Su Chen could beat Fang Yu just based on his overall physical fitness.

reflex nerve.

Flexibility.

Muscle coordination.

These things Su Chen were far above the standards of normal people.

Even if they are boxers they can't compare.

Fang Yu really hit the wall this time.

hateful.

It can be said that I was careless when I lost last time.

If you lose this time, you are really not strong enough. This guy has improved too fast.

Even if you use the boxing rules this time, you can't beat him at all.

What about next time?

Wouldn't it be better to hold her down and hit her next time we meet?

In fact, Su Chen held back this time.

He has acquired the skills of a mid-level boxer, which will definitely not work against a big shot like Tyson.

But it is more than enough to deal with one Fang Yu.

If he doesn't press the button, it's a bit of a disservice to his physical fitness.

At this time, a towel happened to cover Fang Yu's face, and Su Chen's voice came from beside him.

"How is it? Are you alright?"

"What are you doing..."

Fang Yu pulled up the towel and was about to curse, but found a bottle of sports drink in front of him.

It's still her favorite one.

This sudden concern made her a little uncomfortable, so she drank.

The word "thank you" was stuck in my mouth, and I couldn't say it.

"Pfft, thank you. You don't have to say it if you don't want to. You don't have to embarrass yourself so much."

Looking at Fang Yu's troubled expression, Su Chen knew the reason.

We haven’t known each other here for long.

But he had also watched complaints in dramas before, and Fang Yu's temper was that of a arrogant rich second generation.

Plus he's a boxer.

Very hot tempered.

I don't have any bad intentions, but I want her to apologize or say thank you.

That's almost impossible to reach.

Fang Yu nodded.

He raised his chin, looked away, and ignored him.

Su Chen handed another bottle of drink to Lan Weiwei.

"How do you know Fang Yu likes to drink this?" Lan Weiwei unscrewed the lid, took a sip, and looked at the machine next to him: "There should be a lot of sports drinks in it."

Fang Yu also listened with his ears pricked up.

"..." Su Chen was very calm: "Because I like to drink this."

"Then you and the coach have quite similar personalities."

Lan Weiwei handed the water bottle to Su Chen and turned to look at Fang Yu.

Yesterday’s training is vivid in my mind.

Especially for Fang Yu's last tease, Lan Weiwei had a thought of revenge in his heart.

"Coach, I'm ready to rest. Let's continue."

Fang Yu:? ? ? ? ? ?

You've got a good rest. Didn't you see how tired I was just now?

The look in Lan Weiwei's eyes at this moment was very familiar to her.

It was a look of revenge that was hard to come by, and Fang Yu often saw it in the ring.

"Does she think I'm easy to bully now?"

Fang Yu was like a carp.

Move your muscles.

Lan Weiwei was stunned. Shouldn't she be exhausted?

Before Lan Weiwei could regret it, Fang Yu pulled her to stand in the middle again.

He smiled coldly at her.

"Come on, let me see the effect of this day and a half of training."

Followed by.

Lan Weiwei experienced the most brutal and inhumane hour in the past two days.

"Ah!!! Coach, I was wrong! Please spare me for the sake of my age!"

"No, no, no, the bones are about to break!"

"Oh! Don't move, you want to move yourself."

Watching the training of the two.

Su Chen felt her nose felt warm, so she stretched out her hand to touch it and put it in front of her eyes.

"Fortunately there was no nosebleed, otherwise it would have been too embarrassing."

Wait until the two are finished.

Lan Weiwei lay motionless on the ground.

His condition was even worse than Fang Yu's before, and he didn't even know when his headband was broken.

Her hair was laid carelessly on the floor.

The chest kept rising and falling.

Fang Yu stood nearby, taking a deep breath and a smile on his face.

"Comfortable! If I had known you liked actual combat so much, I would have come directly!"

"Continue tomorrow!"

Lan Weiwei, who was lying motionless on the ground, quickly raised his head when he heard these words.

Looking at Fang Yu's expression that could not refuse.

She lay back weakly.

The blue sweatshirt clung to his body, and sweat fell to the ground through the clothes.

"You help her relax, otherwise he won't even be able to stand up."

"I'm going to take a shower first and then go back to the lounge. Lan Weiwei, if you still want a massage later, come over. If not, you can just leave."

Watch Fang Yu leave.

Su Chen came to Lan Weiwei.

"Then do you need a massage service?"

Lan Weiwei raised his jade arms and revealed a pair of peach blossom eyes.