Hearing Ji Yu's words, everyone was stunned.
It was the first time that he never talked about his personal affairs in front of them during the monsoon season.
Tang Le asked, "Consultant Ji, do you have a boyfriend?!"
Ji Yushi nodded, acknowledging that he was neat and gracious, as if speaking out about his sexuality in front of this team of fabled homophobic teammates wasn't something to embarrass him. During the monsoon season, he is usually dignified and cold-hearted, and he has a bookish air that only high-level intellectuals can have. When he was in danger, he was always able to do it without forcing it, and his combat power was no worse than their group of guardians. In addition, his appearance is too outstanding, making him a dazzling and magical existence in the hearts of everyone, and he cannot be compared with the Lin Xinlan who disgusted everyone in the team.
If Lin Xinlan is the mud that makes people afraid to get on it, then during the monsoon rain, it is the cloud that cannot be touched in the sky. It is really the difference between cloud and mud.
Tang Le was curious: "What does consultant Ji's boyfriend do?"
Everyone walked across the lawn together.
Song Qinglan and Tang Qi walked ahead, wondering if they were paying attention to their conversation.
Not only Tang Le is curious about what a boyfriend will be like during the monsoon season, but everyone is actually curious about what kind of person a person like in the monsoon season will like, and what kind of person can match him.
What does a boyfriend do
For this question, Ji Yushi thought about it and said, "Desktop cleaning master."
Tang Le scratched the back of his head: "Master of desktop cleaning?"
Song Qinglan paused and asked, "What else?"
Three boyfriends, one is a desk cleaner, and what do the other two do
Tang Qi and Tang Le didn't understand, but Ji Yushi immediately understood what Song Qinglan meant, and said lightly, "Same profession."
Everyone had never heard of this profession, and only felt that there was something wrong with the conversation between the two of them.
Song Qinglan didn't speak any more, she just turned her head and continued walking.
Tang Qi is not a talkative person, but Tang Le just complements him. Often times, Tang Le who wants to know will automatically ask for him. Along the way, Tang Le was chatting with Ji Yushi.
Tang Le: "How did you meet?"
Tian Qiong's work is so busy, it is not conducive to the cultivation of feelings, otherwise the seventh team will not be single. Even if the sexual orientation is different, Tang Le is eager to get rid of the single, and still wants to learn some experience.
Ji Yushi: "It looked pleasing to the eye outside, and they both liked each other, so I took it home."
Tang Le was shocked, he couldn't learn this: "This, so fast!"
During the rainy season, he still said lightly, "Yeah."
Tang Le: "Love at first sight?!"
During the rainy season: "That's right."
After going up the steps, they walked up to the carved porch, and Song Qinglan's back was in front of Ji Yushi.
Song Qinglan's shoulder blades could be faintly seen under the white t-shirt, and the outline of her back also looked very solid. Walking in this quaint courtyard, Song Qinglan's sense of aggression did not go against her.
Somehow, Ji Yushi knew that the other party was upset.
It seemed that the more they talked, the faster Song Qinglan walked.
Maybe I can't listen anymore.
"I fell in love at first sight." Tang Le sighed, "Then your boyfriend must be very good-looking! I think Consul Ji has a very high vision! What type is he?!"
Ji Yushi didn't deny the word "good-looking": "Type...is it cute?"
His three cats are not cold at all, even the little orange in the bubble world is still the sticky type, probably he attracts that type of cat.
Tang Le almost choked.
cute? Tang Le almost doubted his life. Could it be that consultant Ji was the one who dominated the relationship
I am afraid that he is not the only one in the team who thinks that the monsoon is the recipient. It seems that their concept should be improved.
"When you act like a spoiled child to me, when you rely on me, you are very cute."
Walking to the door, Song Qinglan's back stopped.
Falling eyelashes during the rainy season ends the conversation.
The interior of this courtyard is completely different from everyone's imagination.
As soon as you enter the door, you are greeted by smooth floors and walls, all kinds of black equipment, and bright lights. This house is not a comfortable and elegant living room, but it turns out to be their combat training ground in the sky.
Li Chun almost fell: "Fuck, Song team, why is there such a place in your transfer station?"
Tang Le: "Ri, is it really a training ground?"
Isn't the transit station tailor-made by the sky dome based on comfort? Everyone should eat and drink here, and indulge in enjoyment. Why is there such a perverted setting
Song Qinglan's expression changed slightly.
In fact, when he appeared here alone, it was indeed a living room. How could it be completely changed after going out for a walk and then coming back? What only he knows is that he does have a faint urge to play a hearty game in the training room, as if there is a sudden stagnation in his chest that needs to be vented.
Song Qinglan walked over to the sandbag without looking back: "This place makes me feel relaxed and comfortable, can't I?"
Duan Wen walked to the ring and smiled at Song Qinglan: "Captain, have a fight?"
Song Qinglan: "I won't let you."
Duan Wen: "If you don't let it, you won't let it. I just want to fight against the strong."
After finally closing the crack in time and space, and escaping from the bubble world that made people addicted, he went back and forth and returned here, unable to escape the control of the sky.
A group of big men, rather than being depressed, it is better to spend the rest period happily.
Song Qinglan found the black bandage and wrapped it around her hand slowly.
He took off his shoes, turned on the ring with bare feet, and had already changed his attire while thinking about it. A grey t-shirt and black shorts are the usual attire in Guardian training grounds.
The two faced each other, Duan Wen also changed into the same clothes, but was abruptly beaten by Song Qinglan.
"Fairy Wood"
Song Qinglan has rarely battled with her teammates in the team since she became a fighting instructor at the Guardian training camp.
Except for Zhou Mingxuan, everyone in the team usually gets beaten up in front of Song Qinglan.
In this fantasy, Duan Wen actually took the initiative to come, and the teammates all watched the fun and cheered under the stage.
"Brother Wen! Fuck him!"
"do not mention it!"
"Team Song, don't hit Brother Wen in the face!"
Song Qinglan added a hair band to her forehead, which was tied tightly to prevent sweat from dripping. As soon as she entered the ring, Song Qinglan became even more aggressive.
With a high nose and sharp eyes, he hooked Duan Wen with the palm of his right hand and said briefly, "Come on."
The two competed for half a circle, Duan Wen slammed a right hook and was dodged by Song Qinglan.
Without waiting for Duan Wen to react, Song Qinglan bent over and punched him in the stomach as the fist wind swept past.
Duan Wen cried out in pain, knowing that Song Qinglan had always been steady and ruthless, and would never wait for him to have a chance to fight back, just scolded her and swept her up. Song Qinglan seemed to have expected it long ago, grabbing Duan Wen's right leg and dragging it, Duan Wen rolled over in the air when he landed, barely standing still.
The movements of the two are full of strength, neat and straightforward, and a few short strokes are enough to make people shine.
It can be seen that they did not give each other water.
However, Song Qinglan was quite patient this time, and did not end the confrontation soon. He always waited for Duan Wen to attack, and then backhanded and left no room, as if he was teasing Duan Wen.
This angered Duan Wen, his original composure disappeared, and he quickly became confused, and his shots were quick and ruthless.
With the sound of fists hitting the flesh, and the cheers after waves, the two of them were covered in sweat, and they passed fifty or sixty moves in a short time.
Duan Wen quickly and completely died on the ring, gasping for breath with a bruised face: "No, I won't come."
"How many times have I told you not to rush."
Song Qinglan was also beaten by Duan Wen until the corner of her mouth was black. He stretched out his hand, "After being provoked, I can't hold my breath, I'm sure every time I lose."
Duan Wen took the captain's hand and stood up, the face on his face slowly disappeared, and wiped his sweat and said, "Fuck, does this have anything to do with me being able to hold my breath?"
Duan Wen went down, and another person came up on the stage.
This time it's Tang Qi.
The audience cheered.
"Tang Qi is awesome!"
"Brother! Let's go!! First, let's go to the next game for Team Song!"
Song Qinglan glanced down the stage, and found that this group of people actually opened beer, and dared to treat him as a free TV show.
Even in the monsoon season, I took a can and stood with my teammates with great interest.
Tang Qi was in high spirits, but he followed in Duan Wen's footsteps and was soon knocked down.
Li Chun was climbing up the stage, Song Qinglan admired his courage very much, and then refused: "Go down."
Li Chun: "Fuck? I don't deserve it?"
Song Qinglan looked down at him condescendingly: "I don't want to play with you, I'll change to the old Zhou."
"Old Zhou!"
"Old Zhou!"
Amidst the cheers, Li Chun scolded and walked off the boxing ring.
The small-eyed Zhou Mingxuan narrowed his eyes. As Song Qinglan's comrade-in-arms in the team, as the person who knew Song Qinglan's fighting routines best, and as another fighting instructor, Zhou Mingxuan and Song Qinglan were on a par.
He was already intrigued, and was waiting for this time.
Zhou Mingxuan handed the beer can to the side: "Give it to brother."
Tang Le immediately took it, and said no big or small: "Old Zhou, I am optimistic about you, and I will set back the spirit of the surname Song!"
Li Chun also leaned forward and rubbed Zhou Mingxuan's shoulders: "Brother, come on, I'm optimistic about you too. Team Song is too arrogant. You must avenge your brother and let him see how powerful you are."
Zhou Mingxuan said comfortably: "It's easy to say, easy to say."
Song Qinglan had already finished filling a bottle of mineral water with her head raised on the stage. Sweat flowed down his neck, and her black hair that had been tied up had become messy. It looked a bit wilder and full of danger.
Fighting with Zhou Mingxuan can only be fun, so Song Qinglan left him last.
Song Qinglan: "Have you played enough, come up when you have done enough."
Zhou Mingxuan shrugged, moved his wrists, and was about to walk onto the stage.
At this moment, a cold voice sounded: "Wait a minute."
When everyone saw it, it turned out to be Ji Yushi.
When the monsoon rains, the beer in his hand disappears, and it is replaced by a bandage, which he is wrapping around his hand.
Everyone: "???"
No, consultant Ji should be what they think it means, right
Ji Yushi was the thinnest of the group, and she had no skills in front of her size in the fighting arena. Song Qinglan's brute force alone would not make Ji Yushi feel good. They were all shocked and wanted to persuade the monsoon season.
"Consultant Ji!"
"Listen to my advisor Ji, don't fight with Song."
"Yeah, let's not join in the fun!"
Ji Yushi had already wrapped his bandages, and then, in front of everyone's eyes, he turned onto the ring as light as a swallow. Standing there during the rainy season, with a long and jade-like body, there was not a single drop of sweat on his body, and he was clean and refreshing.
"Team Song, are you coming?" he asked with a folded palm.
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