Chapter 82

It was a sunny noon, the breeze was just right, and the tree shadows by the course swayed gently on the lawn.

"Your feet are also standing crookedly."

A voice sounded in Lin Xiuyuan's ear; it was Little Dragon Cub's laughter.

She looked up and glanced at him, her eyes carrying a bit of disgust, but she couldn't hide the smile.

Then she walked behind him, lifted her foot to kick his heel, signaling him to adjust his standing posture. "Feet shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent, don't straighten your waist so much, like a stick."

"Have you ever seen such a handsome stick?" Lin Xiuyuan laughed.

As the relationship between the two drew closer, he was also able to crack a few small jokes with Little Dragon Cub, as long as he didn't cross the line.

"Just play ball, what's with the handsome stuff."

"Playing ball is temporary, being handsome is for a lifetime, of course, I have to be a bit handsome."

This sentence made Little Dragon Cub unable to help but laugh, and she couldn't help but kick him again, and another sentence, "I really can't stand your standing posture, don't move."

She said, suddenly reaching out from behind him, gently resting on his hands holding the club, guiding him to swing.

"Don't be too rushed on the backswing... relax, keep the rhythm, and swing out with the momentum."

Under her guidance, the club in Lin Xiuyuan's hand slowly drew an arc.

At the moment of hitting the ball, the arm and the body briefly fit together, and the small white ball flew out with a "whoosh," landing on the grass more than ten meters away.

But in Lin Xiuyuan's mind, there was no shadow of that small ball at all.

At this moment, his brain had long forgotten the little white ball that flew out, and instead was immersed in the faint fragrance of the person behind him.

It was not the sweet and greasy fruit fragrance that young girls like, but a mature perfume with woody notes and tobacco rhyme, like cedar in the morning after the rain, and like an old oak barrel in an old wine cellar, gentle but with a dull sexiness that couldn't be explained.

The fragrance was hidden in her neck and hair, faint when close, but enough to disturb people's minds.

So Lin Xiuyuan now had long been captured by this fragrance, where was there any shadow of golf in his eyes.

Coupled with the fact that when she leaned close from behind, that body that was no longer green but knew better how to control strength and propriety pressed lightly on his back.

That kind of almost ambiguous fit made Lin Xiuyuan almost forget how to hold the club for a moment.

He could very clearly feel Little Dragon Cub's chest pressing against his shoulder blades.

Not heavy, but real enough to make people panic.

Not air, nor was he dreaming.

This was not an unintentional contact.

And just when he thought everything was about to end, another sentence that made his heart sway appeared.

It was Little Dragon Cub approaching again, the whispers she spat out in his ear.

"Relax, I'm not telling you to hold your breath... inhale, exhale... do it again."

In fact, it wasn't just Lin Xiuyuan who was a bit distracted at this time; Little Dragon Cub standing behind him was also a bit distracted.

She originally just wanted his movements to be more natural, but at the moment of approaching, she suddenly realized that Lin Xiuyuan's shoulders were already wider than she imagined, and his back was also very sturdy.

According to past habits, after coaching, she should have stepped back, leaving space for Lin Xiuyuan.

But she didn't move.

Perhaps because the wind was too comfortable, perhaps because this posture of leaning on Lin Xiuyuan made her feel a long-lost sense of stability.

That kind of relaxation that no longer needs to be careful to maintain anyone's emotions, and no need to consider identity and consequences.

She had been a bit tired these past few years.

Whether it was the nights after the divorce or the days when she got married. She basically sat on the sofa alone watching the news, watching GG, watching the weather forecast, and even watched golf broadcasts all night, just to pass the time and thoughts.

Next door.

"Daebak, what the hell is this."

Park Hyomin, after seeing this scene, looked at the corners of the surroundings for the first time. Fortunately, there were not many people in the practice area today, and the few scattered people were quite far away.

This allowed the scene in front of her not to fall into the perspective of some passersby.

Otherwise, Little Dragon Cub's face, plus Lin Xiuyuan's young face, even if it didn't make the news, at least some gossip could spread in the clubhouse.

Beside her, Li Juli, who was still meaningful before, was also stunned at this time.

After her pupils shook for a few seconds, she hurriedly lowered her head and found an excuse to wake up the Little Dragon Cub over there. "Zhiyan, I'm going to get some water to drink, do you want some?"

As Li Juli's voice shouted out, Little Dragon Cub was stunned for a moment, and slightly raised her head to look over there. "Mm, that's fine, get a bottle for Xiuyuan too."

As soon as these words were out, Park Hyomin and Li Juli were shocked again.

But fortunately, the two people over there had already separated and were no longer stuck together.

Feeling the warmth on his back leave, Lin Xiuyuan suddenly spoke, "The fragrance smells very good."

The voice was very low, so light that it was almost blown away by the wind.

Little Dragon Cub heard it, a shallow smile appeared on her lips, and her eyes stared at him steadily for a few seconds.

Finally, she gently hooked the corners of her lips. "Come on, if you successfully learn to hit the ball today, I'll give you a bottle next time we meet."

"Really?" Lin Xiuyuan's eyes brightened slightly.

This time Little Dragon Cub didn't answer, just turned and left his back, walking towards her team members.

The back was light and capable, but the pace was obviously a beat faster than before.

"Unnie, let's go over together and see what there is to drink."

"Alright."

Hearing this, Lin Xiuyuan lowered his head and looked at his hand holding the club, and could still faintly feel the temperature left when Little Dragon Cub covered it before.

At this moment, he suddenly found that this game of ball today, no matter how badly he played in the end, was worth it.

At the same time, he also gave ten thousand points of affirmation to Park Ji-yeon's "assist."

Because even after that "throat-slitting" time, Little Dragon Cub's attitude towards him had a very obvious change; besides this time, there was also the situation of chatting with him on Kakao late last night.

It's just that Lin Xiuyuan was busy attacking fiercely at the time, so he didn't take it to heart or worry too much, just followed the other party's rhythm and chatted for a while.

But now thinking back, a divorced woman chatting with a boy in the middle of the night, is this right?

Young bro, still too young.

The slow reaction finally reacted at this moment, and then looking at the three beautiful shadows leaving, he muttered an incomparably shocked sentence, "F*ck, was I teased again?"

On the other side.

Little Dragon Cub, who was walking into the indoor beverage area, was besieged by Li Juli and Park Hyomin.

"Zhiyan, your actions just now, wouldn't it be a bit too much? It's really not good to be seen by others like this."

"Yes, it's not that I'm afraid of any influence. It's just that you've only known that little boy for a few days, wouldn't it be a bit too close?"

Compared to Li Juli's rational worry, Park Hyomin had a bit more sisterly protective desire, and even worried that she would be deceived.

Little Dragon Cub, who was walking on the side, heard the words of these two people, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"I know what you unnies are worried about, but don't worry, I'm not that stupid. It's just rare to meet a boy with a good impression, and he's also my 'true fan,' hahaha, so I just teased him a bit."

Li Juli complained on the side, "Do you call that teasing? You're almost at the point of sacrificing yourself to feed the tiger."

"Not to that extent." Little Dragon Cub laughed unreservedly.

Although she also had a bit of feeling in her heart just now, it was only a momentary heartbeat, which couldn't affect her.

After laughing, she made a sigh, "But it's quite interesting, every time I see him, I have a kind of special freshness, which makes me feel like I'm back in my youth, don't you unnies think so?"

"No, not at all." Park Hyomin answered crisply.

Li Juli slowed down her tone, "It's okay, the first impression this boy gave me is. He's not afraid of us, as if he has seen us somewhere before, not like the kind of first meeting."

"Unnie, he is my 'true fan,' isn't it normal to have seen us?"

Regarding this sentence of Little Dragon Cub, Li Juli didn't refute, but her feeling was not the kind of fan and idol, but a bit like the kind who had been in contact with the few of them before.

If she were willing to chat with Lin Dajun about this feeling, perhaps she could piece together more answers and uncover the mystery.

While talking, the three had already arrived at the beverage area by the course.

After each took a bottle of drink, Little Dragon Cub helped Lin Xiuyuan bring one too, and after simply replenishing some water, the three walked back to the practice area while chatting.

Just as they approached, they heard a few crisp "Pa—" sounds of the club hitting the ball.

Stepping into the edge of the lawn, they saw Lin Xiuyuan standing on the practice seat, holding the club a bit clumsily, his waist a bit stiff, and his movements could not be called elegant and smooth.

But what is surprising is.

Every ball can be hit steadily.

"Pa—"

Another short sound of the club hitting the ball surface, the small white ball flew up immediately, although the arc was not elegant and beautiful, it flew forward abnormally straight and landed in a distant place.

Then another ball.

Another clumsy movement, the same hitting.

After a few balls, Li Juli, who was standing in place, couldn't take it anymore, turned back to look at Little Dragon Cub, "Zhiyan, was he acting you just now?"

"Unnie, stop joking, you can tell by looking at his movements, where does this look like he knows how to play, it should just be that his eyes are accurate and his hands are steady." Little Dragon Cub gave her guess softly.

Then, Park Hyomin also nodded in agreement, "I think it's a talent in terms of body control. When we were in the tavern before, didn't he say that his control over his limbs is very stable, so he can adjust cocktails with different tastes."

Li Juli was thoughtful, "So it's like the kind of person who can dance when hearing music, doesn't understand technology, but knows how the body should move?"

"Mm, that's probably it."

Little Dragon Cub, who was still watching over there, said softly, "A bit jealous, talent, this kind of thing, is really too unreasonable."

But if they knew that Lin Xiuyuan's so-called "talent" was actually feeding a "person," it was a gift from a "person."

Then it would probably not be shocked by the other party's "talent," but horror.

The dead "Lin Xiuyuan": Feed me peanuts! Feed me peanuts!!!

(End of chapter)