novelraw Chapter 1007 - 1005: A Little Bit Moved! (Second Update)
Chapter 1007 - 1005: A Little Bit Moved! (Second Update)
When she handed the dry towel and the water with a loosened cap to Ji Huan, he looked at her deeply, reached out to take the water, and as before, whispered "Thank you!" Then he tilted his head back and gulped down half the bottle in one go.Zhu Qianyu had seen many of those young men who pretended to be gentlemen and refined, and this man named Ji Huan, because of the initial impression he made, she very naturally grouped him with those pretentious types.
But this moment, seeing him with sweat on his face and neck not bothering to wipe it, and just following his body’s instinct, boldly drinking half a bottle of water in one go.
She abandons the initial impression he gave her, now this man, she really admires!
The water in Ji Huan’s hand was almost finished, and from the corner of his eye, he noticed she was staring at him. He paused, stopped, looked down at her, and said, "What, do I have dirt on my face?"
Zhu Qianyu was unconsciously observing this man, and when he asked, she felt a bit embarrassed like being caught stealing, blushed slightly, and awkwardly shook her head, murmuring in response, "No..."
Ji Huan raised the corner of his lips, his black bright eyes inadvertently glanced at her beautiful eyebrow line and the shadows cast by her long lashes on her fair skin, her straight nose, and diamond-shaped lip line silently drew a lovely heart shape in his mind.
The young master tried to suppress the flutter in his heart, thinking to himself, this girl is really quite pretty.
Don’t look at the young master having interacted with countless socialites and beauties; those who truly make him feel pretty inside, can’t fill a palm.
Naturally, Mommy sister is the prettiest in his mind, cousin Yang Liu barely passes, and now this Zhu Qianyu, at the moment, rapidly rises in his beauty rankings, jumping over Yang Liu, now just behind Mommy sister, so counting, she’s probably third?
Of course, Zhu Qianyu is indeed very beautiful, but to say she’s third among all the people the young master has seen is certainly a bit much.
It’s just that, Zhu Qianyu in the young master’s eyes, perhaps, has been beautified considerably by his fondness for her in his heart, hence, what he sees in Zhu Qianyu appears even more beautiful than what others see, probably this is what people mean by love making one see beauty.
Zhu Qianyu being so caught on the spot, felt very flustered inside, looking down at her toes, her fingers unconsciously twisting the towel in her hands.
"The towel, is it for me to wipe sweat?"
The pleasant male baritone voice again passed over her head, making Zhu Qianyu realize how foolish her actions had been, raised her head, but instinctively avoided his eyes, pushed the towel into his hand, and stepped away toward the front to the boys.
The young master delightedly fetched his gaze back from her nearly blood-red ear tips, smiled at the towel in his hand, instinctively tightened his grip, his fingertips gently rubbed the soft, clean fleece. Not sure if it’s a psychological suggestion or reality, the towel seemed to carry a scorching temperature, and this high temperature was exactly the warmth of her palm.
The young master cupped the towel in both hands, buried his face into it, took a deep breath, filled his nose with her faint orchid-like fragrance.
The young master felt, probably, a bit intoxicated!
No, to be precise, a bit moved!
Because, at this moment, he again clearly heard his confused heartbeat, the dull and repetitive "thump thump" sound, now gradually turned into rhythmic "Zhu, Qian, Yu" tones, looping, continuous!
"Mr. Huan, what’s your phone number, can we arrange games with you when you’re free?"
The captain’s sudden voice came, only then did the young master slowly raise his face from the towel, looking towards the captain.
"Sure, the number is 136XXXXXXXX."
Ji Huan in his heart quietly apologized to his buddy group.
Earlier, because of Beibei and Guoguo, he had ignored them for quite some time, now once again he splits the already scarce free time among these young friends here.
"Mr. Huan, are you so skilled, have you played professional matches before?"
The young master shook his head, "I haven’t played professional matches, but represented the school in the national collegiate league."
"Wow, Mr. Huan, you really kept it under wraps, come teach us when you can."
Upon hearing this, the young master glanced at Zhu Qianyu, who intentionally kept her distance, and replied very straightforwardly, "Alright, didn’t you promise Zhu Qianyu sparring next semester? If I have time, I’ll come to take a look."
The captain patted the young master’s shoulder and laughed, "Mr. Huan really true-hearted!"
All the boys present agreed with the captain, except for Zhu Qianyu, whose eyebrows twitched, faintly feeling something unsettling!
"Mr. Huan, you’re a jack of all trades, breakthroughs, shots, free throws, three-pointers, all mastered so effortlessly!"
Friendship among boys tends to rapidly ferment based on some shared interest or similar traits, just like now, several team members and the young master were already at ease joking around, playfully close.
"Not bad..."
The young master was quite humble, though what he didn’t mention was that during his four years as the mainstay of the school team, they won consecutively four championships in the collegiate league.
The whistle blew for the second half, the young master returned to the field with his teammates.
The opponent’s captain approached, politely introduced himself to the young master, "Hi, I’m Chen Hui!"
The young master shook hands with him, "Ji Huan!"
He didn’t ask for mercy, only greeted politely, showing his sincere admiration and appreciation for the young master.
In the second half, the opponent strived hard to turn the game and organized many attacks, but unfortunately with Ji Huan, clearly several levels above them, leading throughout, the score still wildly pulled ahead, the final whistle blew, the score, 136 to 52, the opponents were badly beaten.
Although it was just a friendship match, the elation of victory after always being the loser revealed itself on the joyous faces of the young men.
Ji Huan was surrounded like a superhero by a group of boys walking off the field, each wiping sweat, drinking water, but without exception clustering around the young master.
After their excitement, they all started talking over each other about inviting the young master to dinner to express their gratitude.
Ji Huan turned his head to wipe the sweat, his gaze drifting to Zhu Qianyu outside the circle, bending down to pack things.
"You’re all students, how much money can you have? Let’s do this, today let me treat you!"
Not waiting for the boys to agree, the young master added, "The cheerleaders were cheering very energetically earlier; their function in the win shouldn’t be overlooked, let’s invite them too!"
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