Sugar Baby

Qiu Qiu is a good student, and to become a good student, the first criterion is that the homework left by the teacher must be meticulously completed. (((卡蒂诺小说网 www.NovelMTL.com)))

Teacher Gong asked Qiu Qiu to practice three hours of vocal skills on his own after returning home every day. He began with the vibrato “s” and gradually turned to more difficult vocal exercises. This request Qiu Qiu listened to his ear, remembered it in his heart, and practiced it from the first day. The hard work of the king, the frame of the brothers and brothers were especially admired.

This class was completed well, but another post-job assignment left by Teacher Gong made Qiu Qiu difficult. She said that Qiu Qiu’s physical condition was not good, her lung capacity was poor, and her abdominal breathing method did not last long enough. Singing If you want to be strong enough, a strong body is essential.

Teacher Gong gave him a tailor-made prescription, writing an hour of running every day, and a hundred sit-ups before going to bed. Qiu Qiuguang was soft when he looked at the line.

But the teacher's request can not be completed, he can only help the head dry for help.

There is a small room in Fu Ryan’s house that has been transformed into a specialized gym with all kinds of fitness equipment. Many merchants, after being old, have grown up, and their waists have gradually increased. They have raised their generals, but Fu Ryan has strict requirements on his body. At least three hours a week is spent in the gym.

Don't look at Fu Ryan's body is not a strong man of the "arms and arms", in fact, his muscles are hidden under the clothes. Every time he took a shower, he deliberately didn't wear good clothes. He only wrapped a narrow bath towel around his waist and wandered around the house. The shape of the muscles was soaked with water, it was extraordinarily sexy, and the waterdrops rolled down from his naked body and dripped down the floor, leaving a string of water marks.

Qiu Qiu was forced to admire several beautiful men's bath show, and was forced to personally measure the dry and hard pectoral muscles several times... In the end, he really couldn't help. As soon as he went to take a shower, he immediately drilled back into the tent. Avoid the limelight.

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Qiu Qiu felt that Cognac had too much trouble in himself. This kind of little exercise should not be troublesome for him. But the only person who is good at exercising around him is Fu Ryan. He can't be like a big bear.

Hey, it feels like a primary school student is trying to help parents with after-school exercises. It is too shameful.

Fu Ryan didn't think that Gong's homework was actually exercise, but Qiu Qiu could come to seek his help. He was very happy.

"Autumn and autumn, you have no basis for exercise. You don't want to practice so fierce at first." He thought about it and combined with Qiu Qiu's actual physical fitness to set a training amount for him. "Start with running for half an hour, then Every day is five minutes longer, and you can reach Mr. Gong’s request in a week."

"What about sit-ups?"

"It's not difficult to sit up, how much can you do?"

Fu Ruien felt that the amount of exercise he had set was not big, and he thought that he miscalculated Qiu Qiu’s physical fitness. The baby son is a little scholar. He runs on the treadmill for a while and starts to breathe. He does not adjust his breathing at all. He hasn’t ran for half an hour. He has been mad at three times.

However, Qiu Qiuqi’s fate, if others are uncomfortable, he must seize the opportunity to stop and rest, but he has to walk to the end with perseverance. When he arrives in 30 minutes, the treadmill’s crawler stops slowly. The autumn dizzy came down from the treadmill, and just after taking a step, I felt the ground was shaking.

It feels like a little mermaid princess who just had legs. He still doesn't adapt to the new feet. If he doesn't take a few steps, he will feel dizzy and soft, and he will fall to the side.

Because he didn't feel relieved, Fu Rinen kept watching him beside the treadmill. He saw his baby son practicing flushing his cheeks, his forehead was pale, and he was sweating. Fu Ryan’s eyes quickly caught him, while he stumbled and set up with another arm. His legs, directly in the form of a princess, took Qiu Qiu out of the gym.

Fu Ryan saw his look, worried that he was self-defeating and had a low blood sugar. He held him all the way to the sofa in the living room, reluctant to let go, and let Qiu Qiu sit in his arms, while feeding him honey water, while caressing his back for him.

At this time, Qiu Qiulian had no feeling of shyness. He blamed him for being too weak. This little girl could finish the training, but he was out of great ugliness. Because of the lack of oxygen in the brain, he feels dizzy and the reaction is very slow.

He leaned his head on the dry arms, listening to the strong, steady heartbeat in his ear, and wished that time went slower, letting him stay in Fu Ryan's arms for a while.

Just ten minutes slowed down, Qiu Qiu’s hands and feet regained strength.

Fu Ryan said with a smile: "I always thought that I had a well-dressed Jia Baoyu, which I thought was actually a Lin Yuyu... No, the young Lin sister is still a funeral flower, and you are a small body, it is estimated that even the girl is taking it. Not up."

Qiu Qiu yelled at the red face to excuse himself. "I only play the game with the Master, and the Master is thin."

"The skin is thin? Then let the cognac taste a big stuff..." Fu Ryan smiled and leaned over, biting a bit at Qiu Qiu's face. There was still sweat on his face. Fu Ryan didn't disappoint it. Instead, he felt that the sugar son's sweat was sweet.

Qiu Qiu, who was weak, ran for half an hour and rested for 60 minutes.

When he finally got up from Fu Ryan's arms, the clock had already reached ten o'clock in the evening.

Fu Ryan is like a silly dad who loves children. He proposes to take the initiative. "Tomorrow, you have to get up early to go to Teacher Gong. Don't do sit-ups tonight, take a break, and practice again tomorrow."

Qiu Qiu certainly will not agree. Today, today, after the completion of this kind of thing, it is absolutely impossible to fish for two days in three days. He wants to finish the air and challenge the new peak tomorrow.

It’s just that the gym is not ready to sit up, only Fu Ryan can help Qiu Qiu’s feet, and help him count.

There is a special sports sponge pad in the gym. Qiu Qiuqu put his legs on the sponge pad and put his hands behind his head. Fu Ruien did not care about the image of Qiu Qiu, two hands pressed his ankle, and asked if he would be too hard, he would not feel pain.

When everything was ready, Fu Ryan made an order, Qiu Qiu made a strong effort, quickly sat up, and the standard forehead touched his knee.

However, this rapid speed persisted in less than twenty seconds, and Qiu Qiu’s strength seemed to be on the top ten sit-ups. The slower the speed, the more casual the posture. Then don't say that your forehead is kneeling, and your elbows are a few centimeters away from your knees.

Even so, he did not want to give up, but challenged himself with difficulty, crushing his physical strength and slowly approaching the target number.

Qiu Qiu clenched his teeth, and the dimples were red, and the broken hair was wet with sweat, and he was attached to his forehead.

Fu Ryan supported his feet, and looked at him with a funny and distressed look. He sat up again and again. He was just 20 centimeters off the ground and pulled back to the ground with exhaustion.

Fu Ryan knows that he can't persuade him. The young man's heart has his own behavioral benchmark. It is not enough to "reach". Only "exceeding" can only be convinced that he has paid for his dream.

The road of young people has no regrets and no fear at every step.

After insisting on doing sixty-five, Qiu Qiu’s last part of his body was exhausted. Like a little turtle that turned over, he fell on the mat with his hands and twisted his hands on his stomach. Hey, relieve abdominal muscle soreness.

Fu Ruien yelled at him.. "Qiu Qiu, do one more, the last one."

Qiu Qiu’s grievances said: "But I can't do it."

"On one, do the standard, and give you rewards."

"What reward?"

"You know when you do it."

"Hey," Qiu Qiu sighed helplessly. "Dry, you love to be spoiled."

But there is no way, who will let him respect the old and small soldiers.

Qiu Qiu lay back on the mat and hugged his head with both hands. He was so tired that he was lying on the mat for a minute before he recovered his strength.

Fu Ryan didn't urging him, he even helped him to lick his stomach, just like a good white dough.

In fact, Qiu Qiu is also curious about what rewards he can give him. He doesn't want anything at all, just want to have a cool cola after the exercise!

He meditated in the heart of one, two, three... and then closed his eyes and sat up in a bang!

Because Qiu Qiu gathered for a long time, the last one to do sit-ups is very standard.

His upper body is completely perpendicular to the ground, and his forehead is almost on his knees.

- The reason why it is almost because the lips touched a soft heat source when he probed forward.

It's warm, with the hormones that are unique to mature men.

Qiu Qiu’s heart trembled, his mind opened his mouth, and the hot source that was attached to his lips followed a hot and soft soft object, gently sliding over his dentition...

In the next second, Qiu Qiu was exhausted and he fell back on the cushion.

His muscles trembled with soreness, and even his heart, his brain, all the organs that stored his emotions in his body were shaking slightly.

From beginning to end, he never opened his eyes.

He was confused in his heart, but there was still a hint of clarity in this confusion.

Qiu Qiu raised his hand and touched his lips. The heat seemed to cover it.

Where is this reward for myself... obviously, obviously a reward for cognac...