Temptation to bend over

Chapter 7
Years left?

He knew very well the women's locker room next to the boys' locker room. It was usually used by cheerleaders on weekdays, and few people would enter it.

But he clearly remembered that Yu Nian was not a cheerleader.

Last year, the little girl was unable to join due to illness, Song Yan was both lucky and distressed.

With such a weak body and such a charming face, Song Yan really couldn't imagine what it would be like to dance in front of others in such a short skirt.

But now he was worried.

She didn't participate last year, what about this year.

Song Yan was still covered in sweat at this time, the sun was shining on him, making him somewhat hot-headed, he couldn't control his footsteps, as if he couldn't control his love for her, the boy walked to the wall step by step.

The door wasn't shut, and he leaned against the wall.

The girl's footsteps inside were quiet, and Song Yan leaned on the tiles on the outer wall that had been scorched by the sun, panting.

Hearing the slight clacking sound of the light plastic bag being flipped, Song Yan felt that he had gone psychotic.

The anxiety and excitement caused the hormones to rise rapidly. He held his breath and closed his eyes, not daring to make any sound, for fear of disturbing the girl who was being spied on inside.

There was no movement for a long time.

Song Yan couldn't hold back his temper, and he couldn't help it after all.

The door was not closed tightly, a joint of the boy's index finger touched the lightly closed door panel, he hesitated, the fingertip of the index finger had already pinched into the flesh of the palm, and the knuckle touching the door panel turned white.

He still had vague memories of the cheerleaders in last year's sports meeting. His skin was so white that it glistened under the scorching sun and his twisted waist was exposed, but Song Yan didn't look carefully at that time. It flashed before his eyes.

Even last year, after the teenager glanced at it lightly, the thought in his heart was-why wear such dazzling things to dance?
But now when he thinks about Yu Nian, he has seen that slender waist before. The first time he met, she was wearing that dance dress that exposed her soft waist, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes. He has long forgotten what the dance was that day , I only remember the thirsty summer and the roaring heartbeat after the long-distance running.

What would happen if she wore such a skirt?
Is it so short that it can be seen at a glance?Including under the waist, the girl's slender legs under the skirt, can you see everything at a glance?

Even fantasizing, he felt that the dream was unacceptable. Song Yan didn't even have the courage to open the door, just sneaking a glance.

There are partitions in the dressing room, he didn't want to offend her, he just took a look...

With a little force on his knuckles, Song Yan's breathing became short of breath.

The slightly embroidered iron door opened little by little, and the lighted floor came into view, Song Yan began to hold his breath.

"—Crunch—!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang on the iron door.

The reverberating locker room was so empty and quiet that the reverberation was instantly amplified.

Yu Nian was standing in front of the mirror worrying about the small skirt and top, but he was taken aback for an instant. The little girl trembled in shock, and said fiercely, "Who?"

Song Yan was stiff all over.

"..."

"Song Yan?"

The teenager couldn't breathe.

That slender waist, the swaying legs under the skirt, and the skirt refracting colorful light under the light, were so beautiful that for a moment, he wanted to grab that waist with his hands.

What peeping, shame and humbleness were all suppressed by love and longing. He watched carefully, and the roar of hormones reached its peak at this moment.

He didn't dare to look at the girl's face, how dare he look at her face?

Under the lights of the dressing room, he was fascinated.

Yu Nian was frightened for a moment by his eager and fierce eyes.

"Song...Song Yan?"

The boy finally came back to his senses, and a thin layer of sweat broke out from his back.

Take a breath, the breath of youth is hotter than the dry summer air.

"Yeah," he said.

Song Yan still didn't dare to look up.

"Why are you here?" It was Yu Nian's first time wearing such clothes, and he was a little shy, and couldn't help tugging at the hem of his jacket.

The young man slightly staggered his eyes and stared at the ground: "I saw that the door was open, and I was afraid I forgot, so I came here to close the door."

"Oh." Yu Nian didn't think about it at all. Cheng Zhu also said that there is usually no one in the locker room, and it is normal for the other party to be puzzled.

Thinking of this, the girl let go of her shame, she said: "No, I came to try on clothes, but thank you."

Song Yan laughed.

He thought of the shameful thoughts in his heart that hadn't calmed down since just now, and thought this girl was really cute.

"No thanks," he said

Her taste is like the candy she likes, he tasted one, it was green and sweet, and the tip of his tongue was full of fragrance, just like now, when he was chatting with her one meter away, the sweet fragrance of a girl had already suffocated him dizzy.

"Ah, you came just in time." Yu Nian tugged at the hem of the skirt, "The top of this skirt is zippered for some reason, I can't touch it. Can you...can you help me, just pull it down a little bit .”

Yu Nian himself knew that this was a bit out of bounds and ambiguous, so the girl herself blushed and asked tentatively.

There is really no way, she tried for a while just now.

Song Yan nodded: "Okay."

Yu Nian let out a sigh of relief.

"Then come in quickly." The little girl blushed half of her charming face, glanced at him with shy eyes, and quickly moved away.

Song Yan couldn't control himself at all, he walked into the locker room step by step, and with a "click", he closed the door behind his back.

Yu Nian had already turned around, her black hair was hanging down, she raised her hand and brushed it away.

"Please help me..."

The girl's voice froze.

The extremely tall young man leaned over, maybe it was because he had just finished exercising, and held her waist with slightly wet and sweaty hands, covered by a huge shadow, and his fiery breath fell on her earlobe.

Yu Nian froze.

She heard his low voice.

"it is good."

"Don't move, I'll help you."

……

Yu Nian's face was flushed all night until he returned from the dressing room in the afternoon.

The evening self-study girl was lying on the table, writing physics problems listlessly, the entire half of her little face exposed outside was so red that she couldn't look at it, and Yu Nian kicked the table legs, the little girl wanted to sob.

——What are you doing?

She rubbed her head against the crook of her arm twice.

——Ah, but the other party really didn’t do anything.

Song Yan was so honest and well-behaved that he helped her unzip the zipper for a short distance, and then immediately turned his back to let her do the rest, and explained additionally——I didn't open my eyes just now.

But what's going on with her, isn't it... isn't it just that she was held?

One touch away.

It's just that the temperature in the palm of her hand was so hot that it made her waist feel hot.

"Niannian?" Wen Qing leaned over.

Yu Nian shook his head: "It's fine."

"Oh." Wen Qing left.

　Wen Qing: oh oh
　　Congee Congee: Alas, brainless things like to eat chalk heads!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)