Hong Kong 1980: Me and the Queen Swapped Clothes

Without hesitation, Qin Weiming said, "Can I drink after you finish? I don't like to drink it directly."

"That works too." Joey Wong thought about it and agreed.

However, as Qin Weiming tilted his head back to drink water, some water droplets quietly splashed down his lips and onto the edge of his collar, gradually soaking through his pure white short-sleeved shirt. Combined with the fact that he was already sweating a lot, the white short-sleeved shirt clung tightly to Qin Weiming's muscle lines, making them clearly visible.

Qin Weiming wasn't a particularly good student on a regular basis. He would run around whenever he had free time, which helped him develop a decent physique. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to improve his basketball skills so quickly. Physical fitness isn't something that can be caught up in just three days.

Wang Zuxian paused for a moment, then quickly looked away. For some reason, she found Qin Weiming to be rather handsome.

The boy's strong hormonal scent wafted over her, making Wang Zuxian feel a little flutter. At the same time, she subconsciously raised her defenses. She couldn't help but say, "From now on, you should practice on your own. Master the moves I taught you before you come back to me. I also need to continue training. I can't come out to practice these things with you every day. When you get back, take a good shower. You smell bad right now."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Wang Zuxian regretted them. The girl was just a little flustered, but she didn't really want to push the distance between them. However, she had some ominous premonitions and wanted to pull back her defenses, but she didn't know how. As a result, the words she said became a little annoying.

After she finished speaking, Wang Zuxian secretly glanced at Qin Weiming out of the corner of her eye. She saw that he was not in a hurry to get angry. Instead, he seriously raised his hand and smelled the scent on his body, and a look of confusion gradually appeared on his face.

Just as Wang Zuxian was finding it amusing and wondering how to make up for her earlier dismissive remark, Qin Weiming made a seemingly unconscious action. After smelling his own armpit, he leaned over and put his head directly to Wang Zuxian's neck, took a short, light breath, and then quickly pulled his head back.

Because Qin Weiming's actions were sudden and the time was too short, Wang Zuxian didn't have time to react. Then she felt the string of reason in her brain snap.

"What are you doing?!" Wang Zuxian was shocked, angry, ashamed and annoyed. She glared at Qin Weiming, her dark pupils filled with anger.

Just now, Qin Weiming suddenly moved closer to her. Before she could get angry, Qin Weiming withdrew. Before she could even decide whether to be angry, a look of doubt appeared on Qin Weiming's face: "But Xiaoxian, you also smell bad. Who doesn't smell bad after sweating? Probably only the fragrant princess with a unique fragrance."

This refers to a character in Jin Yong's novels. Wang Zuxian naturally knew this, as she was also a fan of martial arts novels and knew that Qin Weiming was referring to a character's background.

After being interrupted, Wang Zuxian wasn't so angry anymore, but she was still quite annoyed. She rolled her eyes at Qin Weiming: "I don't stink as much as you. Anyway, I use shower gel to take a shower every night, and I smell great."

"I've washed with soap too. If you don't believe me, next time I'll let you smell me when I'm not sweating; I'll just smell the soap." Qin Weiming retorted, unconvinced.

Joey Wong got angry: "I don't care, you're just stinkier."

Qin Weiming honestly replied, "You stink too."

Joey Wong stood up angrily: "You're the one who stinks!"

Qin Weiming remained unchanged: "You still stink."

The two chatted back and forth all the way to Wang Zuxian's house, still competing to see who smelled worse.

Wang Zuxian sighed. She was home, so she couldn't say anything more. She glared at Qin Weiming and turned to go inside.

Qin Weiming waved his hand, turned around and ran away, saying, "I won. I'll say it again, you're the worst!"

"Qin Weiming!" Wang Zuxian stomped her feet in anger. She was truly speechless. How could there be such a petty and calculating man?

However, Qin Weiming ran faster and faster amidst her roars.

"Next time I won't let you win, let's see if you can make a three-pointer." Wang Zuxian was very frustrated. She had just lost the verbal battle of who was more foul, and had said one less sentence than Qin Weiming.

Verbal battles always tend to turn into messy fights, but Qin Weiming ran away like a rabbit and disappeared in no time. Wang Zuxian was both angry and amused. This guy sometimes seemed quite composed, more mature than the boys in her class, but other times he was incredibly childish.

However, Joey Wong didn't notice that even when she entered her home, she had a smile on her face.

"Xiaoxian, go wash your hands and have dinner. Who did you see today? Why are you still smiling when you come in?" Wang's mother asked with concern, looking at Wang Zuxian's appearance.

Wang Zuxian quickly suppressed her smile: "No, Mom, you've mistaken me. I'll go wash my hands right now."

She quickly hid in the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, she couldn't help but think of Qin Weiming again. Seeing the bright smile that unconsciously appeared on her face, Wang Zuxian couldn't help but wash her face with cold water again, muttering, "Strange, why do I feel so happy whenever I think of this guy? It seems like I'm always happy when I'm with him. It's really strange, it's just playing ball together, right?"

Joey Wong couldn't understand what was going on. The reason she was willing to play ball with Qin Weiming was simply because she had watched too many martial arts movies and had a desire to play the role of a famous coach.

If it weren't for Qin Weiming's diligent study, she might not have been willing to teach him for so many days. However, to be honest, she also felt that Qin Weiming did have some talent for basketball; at least he had made rapid progress in the past three days.

Not only that, Qin Weiming is a very interesting person to talk to. When he is with her, he never stares at her like other boys his age, and he never deliberately finds reasons or excuses to get close to her.

Sometimes people think their reasons are flawless, but little do they know that Wang Zuxian already feels annoyed the moment they open their mouths.

She knew all too well what these people were thinking, but she just couldn't be bothered with them.

Apart from Qin Weiming, when he was with her, he seemed to treat her like an ordinary girl. Apart from teaching her how to play basketball, there was nothing special about him.

In comparison, what Wang Zuxian was more looking forward to the past two days was what kind of fresh snacks Qin Weiming would bring the next day. Many of the foods were ones she had never even heard of, yet he was able to get them from all sorts of places. This alone made Wang Zuxian very satisfied with this new disciple.

However, even during dinner, Joey Wong kept smiling, which worried her mother. After dinner, she quietly pulled Joey Wong aside and said, "Joey, stay here. I want to talk to you."

"Mom, what's wrong?" Joey Wong followed her mother into another room without thinking much of it.