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Since Feng Qi was not applying any strength on his end at all, this meant that Jun Yang had to work in extra force to keep the balance. In other words, he had to apply a firmer grip to prevent Feng Qi from slouching and eventually falling.
The side effect was that as he applied greater strength, it would mean that he would have a finer sense of the object that he was holding… even though that was not Jun Yang's intention.
Jun Yang could feel Feng Qi's wiry muscles under his touch. He held Feng Qi by his arm and back so the curvature of the young man's muscle was traceable by Jun Yang's touch.
Jun Yang did not follow Feng Qi's schedule that closely to know what the young man did on his free time but he was pretty sure Feng Qi did not have the habit of going to the gym. Furthermore, the muscle that he felt did not seem like they were result of a strenuous gym regime either.
Feng Qi was not bulging in muscles like those Mr. Universe but instead his frame was compact and sturdy. It spoke of a steady core strength and it probably was the result of repeated manual labor.
Even though this was not his choice, Jun Yang felt like such a pervert as these thoughts filtered through his mind. Naturally, the young man tried to cleanse his thoughts. However, as inexperienced in the ways of the mind as he was, the young man did not realize for something like desire, they only came back harder once you tried to stem them.
As Jun Yang tried to push the thoughts away, more unsavory images that shall not be put down into words here started to pop up in his mind. He needed to do something about it or he might be caught in an embarrassing situation.
”Will you please get up already?” Jun Yang said in quick desperation.
”But I feel so safe and stable held in your cradling arms, Jun Yang,” Feng Qi moved his lips to say.
'He must be doing this on purpose,' Jun Yang thought with a mounting degree of annoyance. The young man knew he could only depend on himself. If he allowed this to continue, unable to resist the urge, his hands might start to wander… o yes, that was definitely something that he did not want to happen during class.
He channeled his energy and with a grunt, he gave Feng Qi's limp body a great shove. In fact, the shove was so hard that Feng Qi had to steady himself before he slipped and fell. After the young man caught a firm footing, he turned to whine, ”Do you have to be so rough?”
Jun Yang knew that Feng Qi was joking because that complaint soon turned into a mischievous grin, ”But regardless, I'll be sure to be gentle and kind when it's your turn… unless, of course, you prefer it rough?”