C10 Play ball

On this day, Lu Kewei got a day shift, and was dragged out of the shop by Song Zixiu as soon as he finished work in the afternoon. However, when she arrived at the mouth of the alleyway, she found out that Song Zixiu was walking in the opposite direction, so she quickly pulled him back and reminded him, "What's on your mind? How could he have gone in the opposite direction? "

Song Zixiu turned around and smiled, "I didn't make a mistake. Didn't you say you didn't know where I was staying before? I'll bring you over to have a look today."

"I thought you wanted to keep the mystery to the end," he teased, as he recalled how the man beside her had kept it a secret the previous time she had asked him about it.

Song Zi smiled at her. "How can I be so mysterious to you?"

The two chatted and laughed as they walked towards Song Zixiu's residence. When they arrived at the place, Lu Kewei stood in front of the iron gate with his mouth wide open in shock.

Song Zixiu pushed open the door, pulled Lu Kewei by the hand and smiled, "I was blaming myself for being mysterious before. Now that we're here, why don't I want to go in?"

"Is this what you meant when you said your family is just a very ordinary one?"

Even though this was the rich district of Edinburgh, the villa that Song Zixiu lived in was priceless and the people who bought it were mostly outsiders. But whether it was worth it or not, there were centuries-old trees everywhere and houses built entirely in Victorian style, as if one were in medieval England.

Song Zixiu led Lu Kewei through the shade of a tree to a three-storey building. As soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by a female servant. Song Zixiu spoke a few words to her before she left, leaving only him and Lu Kewei behind.

Lu Kewei sat on the sofa in the hall and realized that even the sofa was extremely luxurious. She had never seen the world, so she would occasionally touch this place or that place.

Song Zixiu couldn't stand it any longer. He sat down next to her and grabbed her hand, smiling, "Why are you pretending to be a little money grubber?"

However, Lu Kewei said very seriously, "I'm not pretending. I really didn't expect you to be so rich. Suddenly, I feel a lot of pressure."

Song Zi asked speechlessly, "Why do you feel pressured?"

"Because I found out that the boyfriend I just started dating seems to be even richer than I thought."

Song Zixiu took both her hands and said, "What my family is like and how much money I have has nothing to do with me being with you. Besides, which one of those random works of art in your house isn't worth a lot? So don't pretend you haven't seen anything. "

Lu Kewei curled his lips and replied, "I don't even know what the goods in my house are, let alone how much money I can sell them for. They are all Aunt's things."

When Song Zixiu saw this, he immediately changed the topic, "It wasn't easy to get here, let me show you around."

"Okay." Lukany nodded and followed him up. The entire house was Victorian in style, both inside and outside. Even the decorations in the bedroom were the same.

There was also an outdoor swimming pool and a tennis court behind the house. The area was so large that it exceeded his imagination.

Lu Kewei suddenly reached out and wrapped his arms around Song Zixiu's neck, hanging onto him. He said unhappily, "Song Zixiu, you gave me too much of a shock. I feel like I need to think about dating you."

"Oh?" Song Zixiu looked calm on the surface, but his tone was dangerous, "If you dare to run, I will definitely capture you and lock you in this big house."

Lu Kewei tiptoed and kissed him on the corner of his mouth, then went close to his ear and said, "You really scared me to death."

Song Zixiu held her by the waist and asked with a smile, "Do you know how to play tennis?"

"I've only seen it on TV," he replied honestly.

Song Zixiu immediately smiled and said, "It's alright, I can teach you."

Lu Ke Wei lowered his head and looked at his cotton dress with difficulty. "Even if you want to teach me, I can't play tennis like this."

Song Zixiu said confidently, "It's alright. Follow me."

After saying so, he pulled her back into the building and led her straight to a cloakroom in the corner. He pushed open a cabinet and pointed to the inside. "Pick one and try it out."

As he looked at the variety of women's sports attire, he was stunned for a moment before asking, "Did you prepare it especially for me, or did you always have a female companion who came here to play with you?" Of course, she was more willing to believe the former, but if the truth was like this, she had to admit that Song Zi's thoughts were a bit too much on her.

Song Zixiu pursed his lips and said, "I'm not familiar with Edinburgh. I probably only know a few of your servants. What do you think?"

Lu Kewei blushed slightly. He could only pretend that he was serious in choosing his clothes to hide his embarrassment. She ended up wearing a very short white sports dress with a pair of hot pants for protection.

She looked at Song Zixiu and angrily said, "I want to change my clothes, why aren't you going out?"

Song Zixiu's relationship with her had been confirmed, and his words were becoming more and more natural. He only smiled and said, "I thought you wanted me to help you change it."

Lu Kewei glared at him, then kicked him.

Song Zixiu suddenly became absent-minded.

Lu Kewei lightly kicked his leg, and asked suspiciously, "Song Zixiu, what's wrong? I kicked you and you turned stupid? "

Song Zixiu suddenly hugged her and gave her a kiss on the lips, then instantly let go of her. He turned around and walked out of the cloakroom, leaving behind Lu Kewei who was still standing there confused.

After Lu Kewei changed his clothes and walked out of the cloakroom, Song Zixiu also changed into a sports outfit. He was tall, had long legs, and was still as handsome as before when he wore short-sleeved shorts. Seeing him, Lu Kexin uneasily tugged at the hem of her skirt and asked, "Isn't this skirt a bit too short?"

Song Zixiu smiled and said, "It is indeed a little short, but it's only for me to see. It doesn't matter." What he got in return was still Lu Kewei glaring at him in embarrassment and annoyance.

Song Zi Xiu first took Lu Kewei to the tennis court to practice serve, unavoidably people would stick to her back hand to teach her. At first, Luke felt a bit uncomfortable because of his intimate contact with her, but very soon, she found that she seemed to have a subconscious memory of playing tennis. After practicing for a while, she discovered that she seemed to already know how to play tennis.

Song Zixiu also noticed this and said directly, "Why don't we try fighting through the net?"

When he realized that he seemed to be able to play tennis, he was also eager to try. He immediately nodded in agreement and ran to the other side of Song Zixiu's net.

At the beginning, Song Zixiu was afraid that she still wasn't very good at playing, so he sent the ball and returned it without much effort. Seeing her pleased with herself, he also started to stop letting her win. The more they fought, the more intense the fight became.

Her skirt was originally short, so when she ran, she would occasionally float up, revealing the scenery beneath the skirt. Her pair of long legs were straight and white, making people feel dizzy under the sunlight.

The two fought for a while longer. Song Zi Xiu was afraid that Lu Kewei might not be able to keep up with his physical strength, so he said he would take a break. Lu Kewei's entire body was covered in sweat. When he heard that, he immediately sat on the ground.

Song Zixiu brought out two bottles of water and handed one bottle to Lu Kewei. Then, he sat down beside him and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be such a good player." It had been a long time since he had played the ball to his heart's content. His good friend Ning Ran was also an expert in tennis, but that person had been walking around his wife and daughter all day and hadn't played with him in a long time.

"I didn't expect you to be such a good player."

"I don't think I'm a good person." Although she said this out loud, her complacent expression revealed her true thoughts.

Song Zi fondled her nose, then looked at her legs lying flat on the ground. He couldn't help but ask, "Are your legs uncomfortable?"

"En." Luke nodded, "It's probably because it's been too long since you last exercised. It's really sore, and your right ankle twisted a little. It's a bit painful."

Song Zixiu put down the water in his hand, knelt on the ground, and stretched out his hand to help her loosen her grip on her leg. Both hands behind her back, her upper body slightly leaned back. This posture made her neck appear very long, and her chest rose and fell continuously, showing a curve that was even more pronounced than usual.

For some reason, Song Zixiu felt his mouth getting more and more dry. His men's legs had become temptations, and his kneading movements could not help but gradually change.

She suddenly opened her eyes and scolded him with an extremely bad tone, "Song Zixiu, why did you start playing the hooligan again?"

Song Zixiu stopped what he was doing. He looked at her with eyes that were undisguised burning hot, and said with a tone of agreement, "Ke Wei, I want to kiss you."

Lu Kewei covered his mouth defensively as he vaguely refused, "No, it can't be like this in broad daylight."

Song Zixiu slowly took off the clothes on his body. Seeing this, Lu Kangwei was scared, quickly sat back, and was quickly grabbed by Song Zixiu. He only took off his clothes to place his clothes on the ground behind her, and then pressed his body down towards her.

The difference in strength between a man and a woman was naturally too great. Even though Lu Kewei struggled continuously, he was still unable to prevent himself from succeeding. In the end, he was pressed down on the ground and kissed fiercely by Song Zixiu. It was unknown if it was because of this that his interest was piqued. His actions were unprecedented and ferocious, completely unlike the gentleness from before. Lu Kewei felt uncomfortable, and kept patting his back.

Fortunately, he was still worried about her. His actions gradually became gentler as he hugged her and kissed her for a while.

After calming his breathing for a while, he quickly sat up and pushed Song Zixiu away, cursing him, "You bastard, all you think about is how to bully me?" Normally, it wouldn't matter if he was at home. He shouldn't have come just because he wanted to.

Song Zixiu helped her up, ignoring her words, and asked without thinking, "Are you tired now? Do you want to go back to shower and change your clothes, or do you want to swim? "

"Even if I wanted to swim, I wouldn't be with you. Who knows what kind of plan you have in mind?" After which, he walked back to his residence.

Song Zi held his chest where she hit him just now and smiled. He thought to himself that she already knew him so well. He really wanted to have a good time with her in the pool. Although the two of them had a short married life, most of their time was spent in the cold war. At that time, he didn't even dare to think about such things.

Lu Kewei showered and changed into the dress that she wore when she arrived. Song Zixiu had also changed into casual attire as he sat on the sofa in his bedroom, feeling refreshed.

Seeing him, Lu Kewei immediately said, "It's getting late. I'm going back."

Song Zixiu quickly stood up and said, "I'll send you back."

"No need, I want to go back by myself."

Song Zixiu insisted, "If you are really angry, I will send you to your house and never come in." But I really don't feel at ease leaving you to go back alone. "

In the end, the two of them each took a step back. Song Zixiu kept his promise and sent Lu Kewei to his house.

When Lu Kewei was lying in bed alone at night, he couldn't help but think that it was normal for lovers to be intimate with each other. She also understood that in this situation where the relationship between men and women was becoming more and more casual, Song Zixiu not actually taking a step forward with her was actually respecting her; perhaps she was being a little too hypocritical.