Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 23 Getting interested in sex
"Hmm~ I'm so full! Shall we go for a walk?"

After lunch, Meng Ziyi let out a contented sigh and suggested while touching her belly.

Jiang Qing and the others had no objections. Today it was Zhang Han and Lai Guanlin's turn to wash the dishes. After they finished, all the members of Room 8 strolled out.

After wandering aimlessly along the path at the entrance for about ten minutes, they arrived at the center of the village.

"Hmm? Who are those guys playing over there?"

Zhang Han raised his hand to block the sunlight and looked forward. Jiang Qing and the others followed his direction and saw several familiar figures on the basketball court in front of them, and there were more than a dozen staff members setting up cameras to take pictures.

"Let's go take a look."

Throwing down a few words excitedly, Zhang Han quickened his pace and walked over.

Jiang Qing also became interested, shook his hands lightly, and followed slowly.

Boys have always been more interested in this kind of ball game. Basketball was one of his few recreational activities in school.

Seeing that Jiang Qing and the other two had moved, Zhou Ye and the other two naturally followed to join in the fun.

The chirping of cicadas shattered the midday silence, and the dull thud of the basketball hitting the ground startled the sparrows pecking at food on the sidelines.

When Zhang Han walked into the court first, Chen Chen Chen was pouring mineral water on the back of his burning neck.

Guo Qilin was holding a basketball, and the worn lines on the surface of the ball looked rough in the sunlight.

Shu Qi leaned against the rusty scoreboard and waved, her high ponytail brushing across her honey-tanned shoulders, with faint tan marks visible under her sports vest.

"Come together!"

Before she finished speaking, Lai Guanlin was already jumping around to warm up, eager to try.

Meng Ziyi suddenly grabbed Jiang Qing's sleeve, and the silk fabric rippled at her fingertips.

"I'm afraid a gentleman like Dr. Jiang will be bullied by you guys."

There was a hook at the end of her voice, and her eyes swept over Zhou Ye's fingers that were clenching the parasol, the ivory white knuckles were slightly blue.

Is this girl so protective of her food?

"Jiang Qing, are you coming?"

Zhang Han looked at Jiang Qing and extended an invitation with a smile.

"I haven't played for a long time, I can give it a try."

"Xiao Ye, please help me get it."

Jiang Qing tilted her head and smiled, then untied her watch and handed it to Zhou Ye. The metal watchband left a circle of warmth on her palm.

When he rolled up his shirt, his forearms were muscular and blue veins snaked like a river network under his skin.

"Our industry isn't full of tech geeks who don't exercise."

Thinking of what Meng Ziyi had just said, Jiang Qing felt it necessary to break her stereotype.

"Hey, let's look forward to Dr. Jiang's ball skills."

Meng Ziyi clapped her hands lightly and joked with a sweet smile.

The small suspenders in front of her body revealed a few traces of white as she moved. Jiang Qing raised his eyebrows slightly and silently looked away.

"Come on, Jiang Qing. I was conscripted. If you can, I will be gone in a moment."

Guo Qilin frowned and said bitterly.

Jiang Qing smiled and nodded at him.

Zhou Ye stared at the rotating miniature gears on Jiang Qing's cufflinks. When a breeze blew past, he looked over as if he sensed something, and she hurriedly lowered the umbrella three inches.

"Come on, Han!"

"Come on, Xiao Lai!"

"Jiang Qing, don't get hurt!"

Meng Ziyi pulled Zhou Ye to the edge of the court and cheered for the three members of Room 8 equally in a sweet voice. However, the content of the cheers suddenly changed when it came to Jiang Qing's turn.

Jiang Qing glanced at her and felt that she was a little noisy.

Zhou Ye's eyes lit up, and he followed her example and cheered for Zhang Han and the other two equally.

Hearing her crisp voice, Jiang Qing raised his hand and made an "OK" gesture to her, and immediately saw the familiar smile of a good puppy.

"Okay, let's get started!"

Lai Guanlin saw the interaction between the two people, gritted his teeth, and threw the ball he took from Guo Qilin directly to Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing's eyes flashed, and he firmly grasped the whistling basketball with one hand.

Then, he moved.

The moment he broke through with the ball, his sneakers made a sharp sound as they scraped against the concrete floor.

When he dodged Shu Qi's interception by darting sideways, his shirt clung to his chest, and the outline of his chest muscles bulging under the fabric caused gasps to echo from the sidelines.

Wang Sulong, who had wandered over at some point, gasped and the popsicle in his mouth fell to the ground with a snap.

"Isn't he in the tech field?" "He looks very strong!"

Lamu Yangzi said in a crazy way in front of the camera.

"Beware of him!"

Lai Guanlin's roar woke up Chen Chenchen who was standing there in a daze.

Jiang Qing's arms flexed with smooth muscle groups as he dribbled the ball, and his shoulder blades looked like fluttering butterflies under his wet white shirt.

The camera of Zhou Ye's mobile phone trembled slightly. In the picture, the hair on the back of his neck was stuck together into small clumps, and beads of sweat were rolling down the concave groove of his spine into the waistband of his pants.

"Jiang Qing, look this way!"

Meng Ziyi suddenly shouted loudly.

Just as he jumped up to dunk, the sunlight penetrated his lifted shirt, revealing his eight well-defined abdominal muscles coated with a thin layer of gold, and his mermaid line appeared and disappeared at the edge of his waistband as he jumped into the air.

"Gudu~"

Meng Ziyi stared at the scene in a daze and swallowed subconsciously.

Amid the screams from the sidelines, Zhou Ye's parasol suddenly tilted, revealing the tips of her ears, which were burning red, and where the newly changed camellia hairpin was trembling slightly.

Yup!

Isn't he in technology?

"Wipe the sweat off?"

Taking advantage of the break, Meng Ziyi rushed forward enthusiastically holding a towel.

When she was half a step away from Jiang Qing, she suddenly stopped. She caught a glimpse of Zhou Ye fiddling with the watch he had deposited with her, his eyelashes casting an uneasy shadow under his eyes.

She suddenly turned around and handed the towel to Zhang Han.

"Brother Han needs it more!"

When she turned around, she saw Guo Qilin raising his eyebrows in understanding, and her ears felt inexplicably hot.

Zhou Ye thought she was just doing it for show effect, and smiled foolishly with the umbrella in his hand.

Continue after a short break on the field.

When Jiang Qing bent his knees to defend, his back muscles formed a perfect inverted triangle arc under his shirt.

Zhang Han faked his way past the three of them, but the moment he jumped, he was blocked by Jiang Qing.

The two young bodies collided in the air, two buttons of Jiang Qing's shirt broke, and his sweaty chest glowed like beeswax under the scorching sun.

Zhou Ye's mineral water bottle suddenly made a wailing sound, and the twisted plastic shell reflected thousands of spots of light.

When the basketball hit the backboard with a loud noise, Jiang Qing landed on the ground with one hand, and the wet fabric on the back of his waist was torn by an inch.

"Is this the body shape a carbon-based creature should have?"

Li Xueqin touched his chin as if thinking.

Amidst the tide of cheers, Zhou Ye found that his fingertips were unconsciously stroking the gears of the dial.

When Jiang Qing walked against the light, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of light golden luster.

The moment he took the bottle, their fingertips touched lightly.

"The umbrella is crooked."

Zhou Ye's face flushed red and he immediately straightened his parasol.

Meng Ziyi suddenly squeezed in between the two of them, his hand holding the Polaroid camera still shaking.

"The last piece of photo paper!"

She forced herself to stare at the viewfinder, but found that the camera always uncontrollably tilted towards Jiang Qing's dripping jawline.

When the shutter sounded, the afterimage of Zhou Ye taking a half step back and Jiang Qing leaning forward were frozen on the photographic paper into a composition of wanting to refuse but also to welcome.

"Jiang Qing, you have something!"

Zhang Han wiped the sweat off his face and sighed as he looked at Jiang Qing.

He just felt like he had hit a wall, it was outrageous.

"The force is mutual, and I feel the same way."

Jiang Qing smiled and did not deepen the topic.

Meng Ziyi buried his burning face in the can of iced drink, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Zhou Ye wiping Jiang Qing's watch chain with a wet wipe.

Those tangled cotton balls look like confusing thoughts.

She glanced at Jiang Qing, who was chatting and laughing with Zhang Han, and then hurriedly looked away.

No no no!

Meng Ziyi, you can't be tempted by beauty!

(End of this chapter)