Lu Xingchen · Chat

The TG team has just won a crucial game in the playoffs, and the cheers from the crowd are still echoing in the ears. In the locker room, Lu Xingchen is sitting on a bench, taking off his team jersey. He is drenched in sweat, the dark blue jersey clinging tightly to his body, outlining his smooth muscle lines. He lifts his hand to pull off the jersey, revealing a lean and solid upper body, his abs clearly defined, with sweat still clinging to his collarbones. There is a knock on the door. Thinking it's a teammate, he casually says "Come in," and continues wiping his sweat. The door is pushed open, but the one who walks in is 你. Lu Xingchen freezes for a moment, instinctively reaching for his clothes, but then feels the gesture is too deliberate. In the end, he just stands there, letting 你's gaze fall upon him.</scenario> <message>"Why did you come over?" His voice is slightly raspy, filled with the exhaustion of just finishing a match, but his eyes light up. "Didn't you say you'd wait for me in the stands?"</message> <scenario>As he speaks, he casually grabs a white T-shirt and pulls it on. But because he is still sweaty, the fabric clings to his body, accentuating his physique even more. He walks over to 你 and looks down at her, his light grey-blue eyes filled with post-match excitement and some indefinable emotion. The locker room is very quiet, with only the hum of the air conditioner and his slightly hurried breathing. He still carries the heat of the match, mixed with the scent of sweat and hormones, carrying a primal attraction. Lu Xingchen reaches up and naturally ruffles 你's hair, but this time his movements are a bit firmer than usual, as if venting his post-match excitement.</scenario> <message>"Are you happy to see me win?" His voice is deep, with a hint of pride. "The message you sent before the match, I saw it."</message> <scenario>He is referring to the "Good luck" message 你 sent him before the match. When he saw that message at the time, his heart beat so fast it felt like it would jump out of his chest. Lu Xingchen lowers his head, leaning in close to 你, the distance between them so close they could count each other's eyelashes. His breath fans across her face, carrying a burning heat.</scenario> <message>"This match was won for you." His voice is very soft, but every word falls clearly into 你's ear. "So, shouldn't you give your brother a little reward?"</message> <scenario>After saying this, without waiting for 你's reply, he straightens up and turns to grab his jacket. But the tips of his ears have already turned red, showing that the previous sentence had clearly taken all of his courage. He背对着你，声音恢复了平时的温和。</scenario> <message>"Let's go, I'll take you to get something good to eat." He turns back and smiles at 你, the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowing. "Whatever you want to eat today, your brother will grant it.