Love Private Possession

Lu Ya also blew across his palm, but it was completely incomparable to what Sang Qingxu blew, or he didn't feel much when he blew, but Sang Qingxu blew it very differently.

Soft and cool.

Very comfortable.

Lu Ya's eyelashes fluttered, she looked at Sang Qingxu with a serious face, she didn't think about anything in her mind, only the feeling in her palm became clearer.

It didn't last long after blowing, perhaps only ten seconds, before Sang Qingxu stopped.

Sang Qingxu raised his eyes?, raised his eyebrows, and said softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Lu Ya curled up her fingers, took her hand back, and answered uncomfortably: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Does it hurt for both of you? I know.

But because the lights were turned on in the car, Lu Ya felt that there was nothing to hide. She wanted to hide her right hand, but even where she hid it, she would be seen by Sang Qingxu.

Noticing that Sang Qingxu's eyes hadn't left, Lu Ya's throat moved, and he called out with difficulty: "Teacher Sang..."

She felt that her ears were a little hot, and her heart was not her own anymore, so she just wanted to change the subject: "It's a little hot."

Sang Qingxu: "Yes."

She looked back and turned off the lights in the car: "It's a bit."

Now this season, the air conditioner is not turned on in the car, but the windows are lowered, obviously there is wind blowing inside, but both of them feel a little hot.

Sang Qingxu leaned on the window with his elbows again, but instead of touching his temples with his fingertips, he gently stroked his lips.

When he blew on Lu Ya just now, he almost touched Lu Ya's palm.

There was a car speeding by, and someone in a small restaurant nearby had too much to drink and was bragging with his companion, with a voice so loud that both of them could hear it.

"After the holiday is over, the school will hold another competition." Sang Qingxu broke the silence, "Our teacher has a volleyball competition."

Lu Ya's expression relaxed when she heard the words, and she just turned her head and smiled: "Does Teacher Sang want to participate?"

"want."

Lu Ya licked her lips. She knew that the school would hold a lot of competitions, but she didn't go to any of the competitions that were not compulsory, let alone the teacher's competition. She wished to stay away. But she didn't expect that it's been a year since she graduated, and she wanted to go back to school to have a look.

"Has Teacher Sang participated before?" Lu Ya blinked, thinking about how much he missed.

Sang Qingxu also turned her head to the side, and looked at her: "Is it too late to ask now?"

Lu Ya, whose mind was exposed by?: "..."

"It's okay, it's not too late."

Seeing her look like this, Sang Qingxu wanted to rub her head again, but in the end she held back and just coughed lightly: "I participated in the volleyball competition in the first year, and now I will participate in the third time." , and some other competitions, big or small, participated in a few games."

Lu Ya: "...It's a big loss."

If she wasn't so afraid of the teacher, maybe she could go to see the scene. After all, Sang Qingxu was another Sang Qingxu in the competition. She hadn't seen Sang Qingxu in sportswear yet.

"Want to see?" Sang Qingxu asked with trembling eyelashes.

Lu Ya's eyes didn't blink: "Is the game on the weekend?"

Otherwise how would she look at work.

"On Wednesday afternoon." Sang Qingxu gave the exact time.

Lu Ya lowered her head, a little disappointed.

Her workload on Wednesday afternoon is quite heavy, especially now that the National Day is a seven-day holiday, and some work has been piled up after the holiday.

Sang Qingxu's heart softened: "Is there anything to do tomorrow?"

"No." Lu Ya shook his head.

Sang Qingxu said in a melodious tone: "Tomorrow I want to secretly practice volleyball."

Lu Ya raised her eyes immediately?

The four eyes are facing each other.

Sang Qingxu had a strong smile in her eyes, and she slightly raised the corners of her lips: "Would you like to help me?"

If it were before training, if Sang Qingxu asked her this? She would definitely be unwilling, and she would refuse if she could.

But the current situation...

Lu Ya's eyes were bright, and she nodded without hesitation: "Okay, Teacher Sang, I'm really good at volleyball."

"okay."

"I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Sang Qingxu originally wanted to talk to Lu Ya for a while, but Lu Ya's illness was just right now, and she was afraid that Lu Ya would catch a cold again if he was blown by the wind again, so she didn't talk any more. What, just turn around and return.

When we parted, Lu Ya showed his acting skills again: "Sang Qingxu, my hand still hurts, I can't open the car door anymore?"

"Well, I know, I'll drive." Sang Qing got off the driver's seat neatly.

Lu Ya quietly lowered the car window, and when Sang Qingxu came to her side, she was not in a hurry to get out of the car, but turned her head to look at Sang Qingxu's appearance against the street light.

Can't see clearly, a little hazy.

But she was able to accurately look at Sang Qingxu.

As if blocked by the light, Lu Ya's eyes became bolder. Sang Qingxu also cooperated very well, but put his arm on the car window.

"Then what time shall we meet tomorrow?"

"It may rain tomorrow, and I'll come when it doesn't rain."

"Oh, good." Lu Ya nodded obediently.

Sang Qingxu bent her waist suddenly, so that her upper body was moved forward, and she was a little closer to Lu Ya, almost blocking most of the light.

Lu Ya swallowed, and didn't dare to continue breathing, only to hear Sang Qingxu asking in a low voice: "Have you seen enough? Classmate Lu Ya."

"..."

"No."

Sang Qingxu was speechless, and immediately laughed: "Then why don't you take a good look at me in the car?"

Lu Ya didn't dare to do this, so she immediately wrinkled her face again: "Mr. Sang, please help me open the car door?"

After returning to the room, Lu Ya felt that his breathing and heartbeat were normal.

She turned on the phone, and Sang Qingxu sent a message after she left: [I'm afraid you have a cold, see you tomorrow. 】

The previous sentence is explaining the behavior tonight.

The following three words are looking forward to after this night.

The corners of Lu Ya's mouth turned up, only then did he see that Meng Qu had already sent him a message, saying that he had gone to visit there again.

Mengqu and Wangwang are already together, so it's normal to be sticky.

Lu Ya didn't ask anything, just said "OK" and went to the bathroom.

It's just this? It was difficult for her to fall asleep that night.

Excited, excited, happy.

But because she was going to meet with Sang Qingxu tomorrow, she intended to go to bed early, so she sent Guanshu a "good night, sister Guanshu" and put her phone aside first, but she didn't expect that? It's time, but she hasn't been able to fall asleep yet.

In the final analysis, it was because of Sang Qingxu.

As soon as the words "his surname is Sang" came out, Lu Ya's heart was settled. She replayed the scene of meeting Sang Qingxu tonight many times in her mind, and she smiled a little sourly. I also feel sorry for my "shameless".

After the gauze was untied, she couldn't even see it, but she still sold it miserably, and it was thanks to Sang Qingxu who paid for it.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Ya's eyelids became heavy, and he stopped thinking about things, and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, it was indeed raining, and it was not light. The sky was foggy. It was clearly after ten o'clock in the morning, but it was like seven or eight o'clock.

Lu Ya washed up and ate, but the rain did not stop, so she inevitably became a little worried.

What Sang Qingxu said was to come when there is no rain.

But this? When will the rain stop?

Lu Ya checked the weather forecast many times, and all the results were saying that there was still a 100% chance of rain.

Before Meng Qu came back, Lu Ya sat on the sofa and clicked on the chat dialog with Sang Qingxu many times.

It was two o'clock soon, and the rain was a little lighter, but it still didn't stop. She took a sip of water and pressed her lower lip, and then she sent a message to Sang Qingxu: [The rain is still falling, Teacher Sang. 】

It took more than ten minutes for Sang Qingxu's reply to arrive: [It doesn't matter if you don't stop, you wear more clothes, I'm dealing with my brother's affairs in the morning, and I'll pick you up in a while. 】

Lu Ya frowned: [Why don't you give me the address, Mr. Sang, and I'll go directly by myself. 】

It's inconvenient to pick you up by car, and it's not impossible to meet directly at the destination.

But Sang Qingxu said: [I won't find it troublesome. 】

The implication is obvious.

Lu Ya didn't say anything more, not to mention that if Sang Qingxu came to pick her up, they would have more time to meet.

The rain stopped just before Lu Ya was about to go out. She was still holding the umbrella, a little surprised and a little happy.

How many umbrellas? Trouble.

But it might rain again when she came back, so she still took the umbrella and stepped on the ground carefully until she saw Sang Qingxu.

He obviously only met last night, but Lu Ya felt as if a long time had passed.

She cleared her throat from a distance, and then stood firmly in front of Sang Qingxu.

"Go? Let's go."

"Little volleyball coach."

Sang Qing smiled slightly, and opened the car door.

Listening to this new title, Lu Ya blinked.

Since it is raining today, there are fewer people on the street, the ground is wet, and the wheels of the car can bring a shallow splash when the car runs by.

"Go to an arena." Sang Qing and Xu Qingrun's voice sounded.

Lu Ya clutched the hem of her clothes, without any objection: "Okay."

"Then shall we practice kicking the ball?"

Sang Qingxu glanced at her, and laughed to herself: "I trained you before, but now it's the other way around."

"Feng Shui turns around." Lu Ya also bent his eyes.

I'm in a good mood.

Along the way, Sang Qingxu casually mentioned a few more things about her younger brother that she had dealt with in the morning, and it didn't take long to arrive at the parking lot of the arena she mentioned.

There were a lot of vehicles parked in the square. It was a holiday now, and many people came to play. The two walked side by side and went straight inside.

Sang Qing promised a private room.

Lu Ya walked with her. Behind the staff, she glanced at some people who were playing basketball in the center, and then remembered something: "Mr. Sang, we didn't bring sportswear."

The two of them had nothing but their own bags.

"Need not."

"Is it okay to play volleyball?"

Lu Ya thought for a while: "Yes."

After a while, the staff opened the door of the room. It was a rather large volleyball hall, where the two teams played games without any problem.

Volleyballs are placed in baskets, and there are vending machines selling water not far away.

The lights were bright, and Lu Ya glanced at herself, then at Sang Qingxu, and felt that the two of them standing here were a bit deserted.

Sang Qingxu sat down on the chair. There was a wristband placed by the staff next to her. While removing it, she looked at Lu Ya and raised her eyebrows: "Is it too deserted?"

Lu Ya, who was caught by a glance again, said, "...a little bit."

After Sang Qingxu put on the wristbands, she passed a set to Lu Ya.

The last time Lu Ya touched volleyball? It was in the third year of high school. She felt a little guilty, and was about to say something when Sang Qingxu stood up.

"However..." Sang Qingxu stood still, looked into her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up, "If there are other people around, I don't want to."

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