Carlo shook his head, stood up and looked at Reese, swallowed and said: "No... It's okay... It's my fault... Reese, I was just joking, I didn't expect you to take that seriously!"

"Joke? What kind of joke?" Nie Chuan came behind them.

He felt that Carlo and Reese knew what was going on, but he was the only one who didn't know what was going on.

This feeling is super bad!

“Well, I…”

Carlo was about to say something when Reese stopped him: "Shut up."

Carlo immediately stopped talking.

Nie Chuan suddenly felt that Reese was like a dictator. Why was it that whatever he said was the truth, and even Carlo didn't dare to resist?

Serin came behind Reese without knowing when and handed him a bath towel: "Um... Reese, can you wipe it?"

This made Nie Chuan sad.

Reese isn't the only one dripping with water...

Seeing that Serin had actually passed her and made contact with Reese, Lily quickly came over and said, "Hey, Reese and Alan, why don't you go to the second floor and use the bathroom! Then you can dry your clothes!"

The atmosphere finally relaxed.

Lily brought Reese and Nie Chuan back to the villa, went up to the second floor, and then she stood at the door, not knowing what she was waiting for.

Although Nie Chuan felt embarrassed, the wet T-shirt sticking to his body was indeed uncomfortable, while Reese stood aside motionless.

Lily came forward and enthusiastically explained the hot and cold water switches and told them how to use the washing machine.

Seeing that Lily was about to leave, Nie Chuan turned his back to Lily and lifted the hem of his T-shirt. Before it reached his chest, it was suddenly pulled down by another hand.

"Ah?" Nie Chuan looked aside. Reese's face was very cold. He immediately understood something. "Oh, you wash first...you wash first..."

He backed out of the bathroom and bumped into Lily who was standing at the door. They both smiled awkwardly.

"Then I'll go down first!" Seeing that Reese was standing there with no intention of moving, Lily quickly left.

This was originally a guest room. Nie Chuan was still wet and didn't dare sit down, but Reese readily closed the bathroom door.

But this door is actually frosted!

Through the door, Nie Chuan could clearly see Reese taking off his wet coat from bottom to top. The lines drawn by his back and shoulders were too...

Don't look at it! It's not Celine, what's so good about it!

Nie Chuan turned away, but couldn't help but get curious. How good is Reese's body? What does his abdominal muscles look like? This guy's mermaid line must be very *, right?

When Nie Chuan's peripheral vision swept across the frosted glass door again, he was about to collapse. Although Reese was just a shadow at this time, his broad shoulders, narrow hips, and well-defined legs made Nie Chuan realize once again what deep jealousy was.

Nie Chuan lowered his head and lifted up his T-shirt to take a look. He also had muscles! They were just not as attractive as Reese's...

The sound of water was heard. Fortunately, Reese had already walked to the other side of the glass door, otherwise Nie Chuan really didn't know where to look.

Lily's house is really romantic! Why put a frosted door? Do people still need to take a good bath?

Not long after, the sound of water stopped and Reese came out wrapped in a white bath towel.

Nie Chuan lowered his head and could only see the other person's calves and ankles.

Reese's ankles also have a kind of sharp beauty. As for his calves, Nie Chuan has been silently jealous of them many times.

"I...I went in to take a shower!"

Nie Chuan rushed into the bathroom, closed the frosted door, and quickly took off his wet clothes.

At the moment when he had nothing on his body, he suddenly turned around and realized: he was also taking off his clothes in front of the frosted door!

But on second thought, Reese wouldn't envy, hate, or begrudge his figure through the frosted door... because he's nothing to look at compared to Reese!

He simply rinsed one off, and then sadly discovered that he was really not used to wrapping a bath towel around his waist and walking around like foreigners... Wait, to them, he is the foreigner, right?

But he can't stay in the bathroom forever!

So Nie Chuan gritted his teeth and opened the door, and found Reese sitting on the sofa with his legs slightly apart. This leisurely posture also looked very imposing.

He had no clothes on his upper body, and Nie Chuan could clearly see the lines of his muscles, and his self-esteem was hit again.

At this time, someone knocked on the door.

"Hello, Mr. Reddington, I'm here to pick up your clothes for washing."

Reese raised his eyebrows at Nie Chuan: "Where are your clothes?"

"I'll get it right away!"

Nie Chuan walked quickly back to the bathroom, but before he had taken two steps, the towel fell off. He covered the front of his body with his hands in horror, while most of the back was exposed.

Oh my god! Can it be more embarrassing?

He quickly pulled up the bath towel. At this time, Reese, who had been sitting on the sofa, stood up. The closer he got, the more nervous Nie Chuan became. He could only hold up the bath towel and look up at Reese.

Reese didn't say anything, but took one end of the bath towel from Nie Chuan's hand, pulled it slightly open, then wrapped it around Nie Chuan's waist and tightened it.

Nie Chuan was dumbfounded, and Reese had already turned around, took out Nie Chuan's clothes, and handed them to the person outside the door together with his own.

"Thanks……"

Before he finished saying thank you, Nie Chuan suddenly realized that when Reese was helping him tidy up the bath towel, he seemed to have opened it again... So did he see his little brother?

The more Nie Chuan thought about it, the redder his ears became.

Did you see it? Did you not see it?

So what if I saw it?

Mine is obviously not as big as the other one, it's totally uninteresting!

Nie Chuan's heart was filled with tears.

Reese simply turned back to the sofa, took the magazine on the table and flipped through it quietly.

"How does it feel to fight against Peter?" Reese, who had been quiet all the time, suddenly spoke.

Nie Chuan had never expected that the other party would talk to him, and without even thinking, he blurted out, "Very nervous!"

"What kind of nervousness?"

Brother, how can one answer your question?

Reese turned the magazine to the next page and said slowly, "Some tensions you never want to experience again. For example, being submerged by a flood or being hit by a truck. Some tensions can become addictive."

Nie Chuan paused. The last goal he won from Peter appeared in his mind.

The feeling of my heart hanging by a thread, whenever I think back to it, my blood still races faster.

"You don't need to answer my question right now. But after competing with Peter, have you discovered what the biggest gap between you and him is?"

Without Reese's reminder, Nie Chuan already knew where his fatal weakness was.

"I lacked explosiveness. And my shooting was almost non-existent."

"So are you going to get over them? Or is that it?"

"…But will I be able to make it in time? These things can't be achieved overnight. Your coach Gordon can see that at a glance, right?"

"Do you care if he finds out?" Reese asked back.

Nie Chuan was choked. Even if he didn't care about it before, how could he not be upset if his hard work these past few days was rejected by Coach Gordon, whom he had never met, with just one sentence?

"I'll start endurance and power training tomorrow."

Reese suddenly said this, and Nie Chuan was stunned.

"Training... Who will train me?"

"Who do you want to train you, cheerleaders?" Reese put down the magazine in his hand and looked at Nie Chuan with a deep chill in his eyes.

Nie Chuan begged in his heart: Don't raise my eyebrows! Don't raise my eyebrows!

Reese's eyes were calm, and this man's presence was oppressive.

He didn't want to be trained by Reese! Why didn't this guy ever ask him what he thought?

It was already twelve o'clock in the evening when Nie Chuan was sent home by Reese.

When getting out of the car, Reese watched Nie Chuan quickly unbuckle his seat belt and jump out of the Land Rover as if escaping for his life. Just as he closed the door, Reese reminded him, "I'll pick you up at nine tomorrow morning. I'll give you eight hours of adequate sleep."

Nie Chuan suddenly felt choked. He wanted to play online games all night long!

Reese said that he would torture him tomorrow...ah, no, he would train him, so he would definitely arrive on time.

Nie Chuan returned to the room, threw off the quilt and went to sleep.

The more he wanted to fall asleep, the more he couldn't. He counted the lambs in his mind, then the lambs to the puppies, then the puppies to... Reese...

One Reese plays basketball, two Reese plays basketball, three Reese plays basketball... one hundred Reese plays basketball...

Nie Chuan, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly woke up. Oh my god! If there were really a hundred Reeses in this world, would he still be alive?

Taking a deep breath, Nie Chuan stood up, opened the bedside table, and took out a bar of chocolate.

Whenever he is nervous or unhappy, he will want to eat chocolate. This habit has not changed since he was a child.

Holding the chocolate in his mouth, Nie Chuan's mind finally calmed down and he slowly fell asleep.

He heard a rhythmic but fast dribbling sound, and the moment he opened his eyes, he found himself standing on the basketball court again. The lights were bright, and the audience was shouting around him. Nie Chuan looked around blankly, and opposite him, Reese dribbled the ball in front of him, as resolute as a mountain, as turbulent as the sea, and was about to crush him in an instant.