Protocol Refinement [Wearing the Book]

He didn't go home for dinner, so he found a Japanese grocery store nearby, and after eating, Ji Linge asked Shen Cizhou if he wanted to practice boxing.

This is Ji Linge's new habit. It has nothing to do with maintaining his figure. He is also a "paper man" now. The setting is there, so there is no need to worry about losing his figure. The main reason for Ji Linge to go to the gym is that he is interested in it now. Shen Cizhou could see that he couldn't eat, and was so hungry every day that he didn't find something to vent his excess energy. He had to get up with his head on the bed every morning.

"Fortunately, there will be no acne." Ji Linge sighed, "So do you want to play?"

Shen Cizhou was very moved, but looking at his frail body, he was inevitably a little disappointed.

This is not good for Ji Linge after he has a body, he can no longer experience the joy of cheating.

His eyes brightened and then darkened, and Ji Linge understood what he was thinking. He clasped Shen Cizhou's wrist across the table, and stroked the delicate skin on the inside of his wrist with his thumb.

"Go and have a look?" Ji Linge coaxed him, "When the stick making and the selling sword get married, these bullshit settings might be gone. At that time, if you want to be in better physical condition, you should still go to the gym. Today is the day." Familiarize yourself with the venue in advance?"

Yup……

Shen Cizhou didn't expect this. If Shen Yingzhi and Meng Xu's marriage is the final chapter of the story, wouldn't he be able to control his own life after getting rid of these settings?

He looked at Ji Linge a little moved, "But I'm going now..."

"Look at the strength of the coach first." Ji Linge said with a smile.

Shen Cizhou thought to himself, what are you doing smiling like a flower, coach?It was only when we got there that we realized that "coach" refers to Ji Linge himself.

Shen Cizhou: ...

Well, it turned out to be the opening screen.

"If you want to find someone to guide you or find someone to accompany you to practice, then our coaches here are really not as good as Mr. Ji." The younger brother at the reception smiled straight, seeing Ji Linge's eyes with admiration, and handed both hands to Shen Ci Zhou still did not forget to blow rainbow farts while wearing a sports vest, "Mr. Ji is very good!"

Shen Cizhou couldn't help but curled his lips, and cast a sideways glance at the big fox with its ears stunned.

"Ok, I know."

He said these four words lightly, as if he saw a certain fox whose tail was about to stick up into the sky.

The two walked in one after the other. Ji Lingo booked a training room here. Compared with the public venue outside, it was naturally much cleaner. When the door was opened, the fresh air system was activated, and the stale air in the room was replaced. .

Shen Cizhou once again brought up the matter of changing houses, and said to Ji Linge: "In addition to the cloakroom, we can also prepare a gym for you..."

Ji Linge unbuttoned his shirt and said, "Can I prepare a study for you?"

After he finished speaking, he laughed first, and looked at Shen Cizhou teasingly, "Are you going to buy a new house with this specification?"

Shen Cizhou looked away a little embarrassed, lowered his head to remove the dust bag of the new suit, and whispered, "If you think that way, I can't help it."

Russling over there, Ji Linge had already changed into a loose sports vest and shorts, and hung the clothes in the closet. He walked to Shen Cizhou and sat down, reaching out to touch the newly opened clothes.

"I asked before that the clothes here are washed and sterilized, then dried and put into dust bags. Anyway, I wear them without any problem. Can you wear them directly? Will you be allergic?"

Shen Cizhou smiled, took off his suit and threw it into Ji Linge's arms, "I just don't have a good physique, I don't have so many delicate problems."

"How can this be called delicate..." Ji Lingo stopped speaking in the middle of his speech.

Shen Cizhou's back was facing him, the dark gray suit trousers were straight, his legs were very long, the white shirt was tucked into the trousers, the waist was really thin, and the curvature of the waist was really warped.

He watched Shen Cizhou pull the hem of his shirt out of his trousers, and thought with some regret that Xiao Chuaner didn't wear a shirt clip today...

Shen Cizhou had already unbuttoned most of the buttons, grabbed the neckline and turned back to reveal a small half of the shoulders and slightly protruding shoulder blades. Thinking of something, he turned his head halfway, and the end of his eyes curled up a little like a smile but not a smile .

"Brother Ji, your eyes are burning me, can you restrain yourself?"

Ji Lingo's jaw was tense, and the tip of his tongue licked his canine teeth itchyly, his eyes and voice became a bit lowered, "No, I'll see my own fiancé, can't I?"

Shen Cizhou chuckled, took off his shirt and hung it up, then put on a white sports vest.

"Okay, you can watch it." Shen Cizhou clicked to open the belt buckle, "Just watch it if you are not afraid of getting angry."

With his back to Ji Linge, he leaned over and took off his suit pants.

The thin and slender young man wears a loose sports vest on his upper body. The vest is a bit long, and the white boxer pants half cover his lower body. Because of the movement of bending over, his back is arched, and the outline of his shoulder blades is faintly visible.

There is no doubt that Shen Cizhou did it on purpose.

Ji Linge looks like a swinger and talks like a hooligan, but he is actually a man of measure. He respects Shen Cizhou and is willing to spend time waiting for Shen Cizhou to get used to him and rely on him. Shen Cizhou didn't admit to his unobtrusive attitude, but he liked it very much in his heart.

But sometimes I want to know how badly Ji Lingo's sense of propriety can allow him to do things with ease...

Soon, he knew the answer and began to regret it.

Like a hunting wolf, Ji Linge held down the struggling prey from behind, one hand lightly clasped Shen Cizhou's two wrists, and when Shen Cizhou almost hit the cabinet, he pulled him back in time Go back to your arms.

With his thin back against his strong chest, Shen Cizhou could even clearly feel the beating of Ji Lingo's heart, and he couldn't help but want to avoid it.

But the leader of the Star Bandits was aroused fiercely, and he pulled the man back arrogantly, and wrapped his empty hand around Shen Cizhou's shoulder and neck from behind, pinching Shen Cizhou's jaw to force him to turn his head.

There was a pain on his lips, and in this almost imprisoned embrace, Ji Linge kissed fiercely like never before, like a stormy sea, almost overturning the drifting ship.

Shen Cizhou's lips were numb when he let go, he subconsciously licked the corner of his lips, and then was kissed by Ji Linge on the back of his neck.

The sports vest only exposed a small piece of skin on the back of the neck, which was tossed and bitten for countless times, and Shen Cizhou's legs were involuntarily soft, almost hanging in Ji Lingo's arms.

"Is it just the hot eyes?" Ji Linge bowed his head, and asked in a low voice next to his ear. After speaking, he sucked his earlobe, and the tip of his tongue brushed the small dimple behind his ear.

The last time Ji Linge finished his "service", he jokingly said that he could tie a cherry stem with his tongue. Now that Shen Cizhou finally believed it, he wanted to avoid it, only to realize when Ji Linge asked him what he said. What's the meaning.

The fabric is thin and it is really hot.

As if about to suffocate, Shen Cizhou leaned his head on his shoulder, his numb arm struggled, and he half-closed his eyelashes and said softly, "Brother Ji..."

"Well, you're wrong, do you dare to do it next time?" Ji Linge's teeth itch with hatred, and he straightened his back full of malice, "Hold on the wardrobe."

Shen Cizhou: ...

He asked with a nasal voice: "Is it true?"

I didn't see how scared it was.

"This shitty place..." Ji Linge sighed, the kiss slowed down, and said vaguely, "I can't bear to..."

Shen Cizhou thought in a hot daze, what else is there to help?

He heard Ji Linge say in his ear again, "Chuan'er, do you know that you have a small red mole on the inside of your leg?"

He touched the mole with his hand.

……

When the two came out, there were not many people who were still exercising. The brother at the front desk was watering a pot of cactus. Seeing them coming one after another, he immediately greeted him: "Mr. Ji, you are done! Practice today!" It's a bit long."

Seeing Shen Cizhou, he smiled again: "Is the air conditioner turned on high? Look at this little brother blushing!"

"Cough..." Ji Linge pulled his head back, "Don't look around, check in, we're here for today."

"Okay." The little brother nodded, and after punching out the card, the two left just like that, and muttered a little strangely: "Aren't you going to throw your clothes here for washing today?"

……

With the car window half closed and the night wind blowing, the temperature on his face finally tended to drop. Shen Cizhou moved his legs uncomfortably, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Ji Linge was refreshed, and even hummed a few lines of the song. Halfway through the humming, he realized that he was too complacent, and he turned his head to meet Shen Cizhou's expressionless face.

"Brother Ji, is it cool?" Shen Cizhou asked.

Ji Linge: "Cough...you want to hear the truth?"

Shen Cizhou raised his handsome eyebrows.

It seems that "cool" or "unhappy" are fatal answers, Ji Linge perfectly chose to bypass this topic, and coughed again, "Chuan'er, you have to be reasonable, like that... the tip of your favorite food." Tiramisu, the packaging is unpacked, and it is placed under your nose for you to smell, and it is reasonable and legal for you to own this tiramisu, do you think you can resist eating it?"

"What's more, I just licked it, rubbed it for a while, and haven't eaten yet..."

Shen Cizhou: ...

He silently lowered the car window a little more, and snorted unwillingly.

Ji Linge stopped teasing him and tried to turn the topic over.

"The writing on the handkerchief appeared, didn't you notice?"

Maybe he wanted to cover up his embarrassment, or maybe he was really concerned about this matter, Shen Cizhou immediately frowned, "When did it happen? I don't know."

When I came back from Meng's house before, I used points to unlock the handkerchief, but the countdown appeared on the handkerchief, which counted for the past few days, so Shen Cizhou has almost always carried this handkerchief with him these days.

After he finished asking, Ji Linge was silent for a while, and then whispered: "I just... just saw it when I wanted to find something to wipe for you, but it feels rough to the touch, so brother's clothes are better ,Right?"

Shen Cizhou sneered, "To your uncle."

He took out the neatly folded handkerchief from his pocket, opened it to look at the address on it, and then took out his phone to locate it.

"Mingde Rehabilitation Center... No. 412, Wenzhou Road, Wenzhou District..."

After searching the address, Shen Cizhou frowned, "There is no rehabilitation center, it's a private house."