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Chapter 426: 313: The Rift Between Best Friends_3



Chapter 426: Chapter 313: The Rift Between Best Friends_3

She was so content at the moment, she wished time could freeze right here.

But Shen Yuan was not satisfied with just that. When Zhou Peiwei’s hands clenched into tiny fists, he stealthily breached her pink defenses.

“Um… Shen Yuan…”

Zhou Peiwei wanted to stop him, but her mouth was blocked, her hands lacked the strength to resist, and her body leaned powerlessly in his embrace.

It was over, it was over; they had already lost the top and middle lanes, and now even the bottom lane was about to fall.

Zhou Peiwei felt her heart sink and figured she might as well go with the flow.

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With her eyes tightly shut, as Shen Yuan continued his actions, her fists opened quickly, clutching tightly onto Shen Yuan’s back.

Shen Yuan sensed her change and opened his eyes.

Before him was a face that could launch a thousand ships, now twisted as if attempting to merge all its features, clearly struggling with self-restraint.

In the bottom lane, Shen Yuan didn’t dare venture too deep, fearing the enemy jungler’s counter-gank… No, what he really feared was breaking something.

Even so, his fingers, honed by the assembly line of workouts, were incredibly flexible and deft.

Suddenly, Zhou Peiwei pushed Shen Yuan’s upper body away strongly: “Shen Yuan, carry me to the restroom.”

Shen Yuan was taken aback, then quickly picked her up and rushed to the restrooms. As soon as he set Zhou Peiwei down, she bent her knees, her legs forming an X shape, and Liu Mei knit tightly together in what seemed like great pain.

“Shh!”

With the sound of water gushing like a dam being released, followed by a cry, Shen Yuan saw something he had once encountered with Coach Liew.

They had a similar constitution.

It was water-type magic!

Zhou Peiwei clenched her fists, her knees pressed together, and her furrowed brows slowly unfurled as the water-type magic’s effect ended.

Just as she seemed ready to collapse to the ground, Shen Yuan quickly pulled her into his arms, cursing, “Dammit, if you knew this magic, why didn’t you tell me sooner? You almost got my fitness mat dirty.”

Zhou Peiwei looked up at Shen Yuan with weak, reproachful eyes.

See, is that something you say to a person?

I’m in this state because of you, and you’re worried about dirtying the floor mat?

If I hadn’t said I needed to go to the restroom just now, not only would the mat be soiled, but we would also have been exposed in front of Bingying!

Lacking the strength to do anything, she felt deeply wronged and began to cry with a “woo woo” sound.

“Shen Yuan, you’re bullying me… woo woo, I’m so miserable, and you’re worried about your own floor?”

“Hey, it was just a joke, don’t cry.”

Shen Yuan held her close, gently patting her back.

When someone becomes emotional, the more you rush to comfort them, the more agitated they become, so hot tears quickly spilled from her eyes.

“Don’t cry anymore, I’ll apologize.”

“Really, don’t cry; Bingying will be coming down soon.”

“I’ll compensate you with ten pink panties!”

“…..”

With great difficulty, Shen Yuan finally managed to stop Zhou Peiwei from crying. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and snorted, “I don’t want your pink panties. I want you to cook for me ten times, take me to the movies for ten days, and be my driver for ten days.”

“You’re really climbing up the pole there. Fine, fine, I agree.”

Shen Yuan was most afraid of girls crying; as long as it wasn’t about marriage, he would agree to any request first and deal with it later.

“Alright, that’s settled then.”

Zhou Peiwei spoke between sobs, wiped her tear-stained cheeks, and then said, “I’ve thought about it carefully, ten days isn’t enough. Make it thirty.”

Shen Yuan couldn’t help laughing: “You’re really seizing the moment.”

“I don’t care; it’s your fault for making me cry.”

Zhou Peiwei lifted her snobbish chin, “Also, I’m starting school next week. You have to come to Magic City to see me.”

“Mm, anything else? Let’s get it all out at once.”

“Um… That seems to be it for now, I’ll ask for more when I think of them.”

After much consideration, Zhou Peiwei couldn’t think of anything else to add, so she said, “You go out first. I need to clean myself up.”

“Sure, take your time.”

After washing his hands, Shen Yuan stepped out. Not long after, Zhou Peiwei emerged, wearing pants with a flush on her face.

But beneath her tight shorts, there was an obvious crease.

Clearly, the pink protection was soaked through, and she had no choice but to go commando.

At that moment, Luo Bingying also came down, but by then Shen Yuan and Zhou Peiwei had already resumed their workout as if nothing had happened, lifting dumbbells.

Luo Bingying looked at the two of them and felt something was off, but couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

As she exercised on the machines, something felt increasingly wrong because Weiwei’s complexion remained flushed, even though it had been a while since she finished running, and the dumbbells weren’t even heavy.

Even if she cooled down slowly, why was she dodging my gaze?

Could they be hiding something guilty?

Unable to figure it out and without a way to verify, Luo Bingying continued with her workout.

Shen Yuan was rather considerate. He sent Ji Ya a WeChat message to prepare a new pair of panties and then whispered something to Zhou Peiwei.

Then, Zhou Peiwei went upstairs under the pretext of going to the restroom.

Only Shen Yuan and Luo Bingying remained in the gym on the basement floor. With a complicated look in her eyes, Luo Bingying, who harbored feelings for her first love, had something she wanted to get off her chest.

“Shen Yuan, I need to ask you something.”

“Mm, shoot.”

“I want to know, have you been deliberately keeping your distance from me?”

Luo Bingying stood up and approached Shen Yuan, asking directly: “You like Weiwei, don’t you? That’s why you’re keeping your distance from me?”

“What kind of logic is that? Even if I did like her, I wouldn’t need to keep a distance from you.”

Shen Yuan remained seated on the rowing machine, looking up at her: “You’re overthinking things; I treat everyone the same.”

If everyone is treated the same… If Shen Yuan had simply admitted his feelings, it might have been easier for Luo Bingying to accept. But Shen Yuan’s impartiality made her feel an even greater sense of loss.

Biting her lip, she stared at him blankly: “Don’t I hold any special place in your heart?”

Shen Yuan raised an eyebrow: “What are you trying to say?”

“Nothing, just asking.”

Luo Bingying tried to hide her disappointment, but her eyes flashed with a tinge of melancholy.

“If you still harbor feelings for me, there’s no need to beat around the bush.”

Shen Yuan stood up and spoke casually: “Your coming to my house to work out, it wasn’t purely to accompany her, was it?”

“I didn’t.”

Luo Bingying instinctively denied it.

Shen Yuan placed his hands on her shoulders, gazing into her eyes: “Tell the truth. Back in junior high when we were together, you never lied to me.”

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