Reborn on Top of Football

Wang Ai went to bed dejectedly, and Xu Qinglian moved to lean against Wang Ai's arms, feeling her boyfriend's breathing, and stretching her arms.

"Hey, don't tease me, be careful to blow you up." Wang Ai swayed left and right dissatisfied, but couldn't shake Xu Qinglian's claws.

"Do you remember a sentence? You told me?" Xu Qinglian leaned on Wang Ai's chest without raising her head: "You sleep with you, I play with mine."

"I can't help it!"

"you dare!"

Wang Ai raised his eyebrows and rolled over to press Xu Qinglian's shoulders: "What can I not dare?"

After three hits and five divided by two, Xu Qinglian was pulled up without much resistance. Wang Ai hesitated again when he saw Yu hunker down. Fortunately, he quickly realized that if this is not a decisive point, he may not decide when next time. Don't miss it!

So, prepare...start!

The storm was endless...If it weren't for a pillow to gag her mouth, Xu Qinglian could call Kang Si up from the second floor.

When the rain stopped and the wind stopped, and the sky cleared, Wang Ai also laughed at her: "Why are you singing so hard today?"

"Is there?" Xu Qinglian, who was still lying on the bed, closed her eyes, and whispered to her boyfriend who didn't go down: "I didn't think."

"well?"

"……do not know."

"Hehe."

After another moment, the two people who had simply washed up again leaned together, Wang Ai triumphantly: "I'm good, right? Help you change your singing from Jiangnan minor to Hebei clapper, dare you not convince me?"

"Yeah." Xu Qinglian chuckled and didn't look up.

"What are you laughing at? Actually, I know you haven't really wanted to do this today. I was deliberately angry to make you embarrassed to refuse, haha, can't you think of it?"

"Well, I didn't expect it, but..." Xu Qinglian rolled around on the bed holding the quilt: "I can't do it because I deliberately made you work hard? Haha."

Xu Qinglian didn't even notice, Wang Ai's face had already fallen. When Xu Qinglian found out, Wang Ai was already very angry. He broke off her hand and ignored Xu Qinglian's obstruction, and walked to the third floor terrace alone.

Wang Ai didn't know what was wrong, so he felt very angry. It seemed that many trivial things in the past were rushing to his mind, and he felt angry about everything.

After sitting for more than an hour, until the sun rose high and the morning mist dissipated, Wang Ai's surging emotions finally subsided. He turned back to the room, only to see Xu Qinglian's suitcase against the wall at a glance.

Frozen for a moment, Wang Ai frowned and walked to the bed, patted Xu Qinglian's arm, Xu Qinglian shook it, Wang Ai changed place, and Xu Qinglian stopped moving.

"I'm glad you come back with me."

Xu Qinglian, who was lying on the pillow, didn't say a word, and Wang Ai said again: "But why are you angry with me?"

"I, I have no experience."

"What?" Wang Ai lay down on the bed and stroked his hand down: "What experience?"

Xu Qinglian didn't say a word, but Wang Ai continued to move his hand downward and inward, threatening: "If you don't say anything, I'll call Kang Si to the door to listen to you chanting."

Xu Qinglian, who has always been generous, couldn't help but tweaked and whispered: "It's not that when men are under pressure...women...well..."

Wang Ai Leng's hands stopped, and he slapped a slap suddenly: "What are these fallacies and heresies? Do you think I am okay? Also, why do you add fuel to the fire?"

"I said, I have no experience." Xu Qinglian still turned her head to the other side with a little bit of anger.

"Then, you will be punished if you make a mistake."

"Punish it." Xu Qinglian broke the pot.

"Then you turn to us to discuss how to punish you. I am also fair and always seek the opinion of the suspect."

"Still a criminal suspect?" Xu Qinglian heard Wang Ai's voice coming from a height and couldn't help turning her head back, but as soon as she turned her head, she was...

Seeing that her boyfriend was still adjusting her position urgently, Xu Qinglian put her face in her pillow in panic: "I promise you the same!"

Wang Ai worked hard several times, Xu Qinglian resolutely be an ostrich, Wang Ai can't take advantage of it, and now she has no energy, and simply lay down: "Actually, if I be resolute, you will also follow. Who makes me feel soft. "

Xu Qinglian's head was still on the pillow, and she secretly touched Wang Ai to confirm that he was lying down, and then carefully showed her face: "Are you all right?"

Wang Ai looked up at the ceiling and shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know anything. I don't know why I suddenly got a temper, and it's so big. I don't know if I'm good or not. I'm in an abnormal mood now, thinking about something. Also a bit left."

"Is it mentally normal?"

Wang Ai took out a hand and grabbed a hand near the second button of Xu Qinglian's pajamas: "What do you think?"

Xu Qinglian covered her pajamas: "That's good, by the way, are you going out for morning exercises?"

Wang Ai felt it and shook his head: "Forget it today, I want to make up for it. In fact, Milan and London have a time difference, just short, so I didn't pay attention. Well, I never admit that I used too much energy on you just now. "

Xu Qinglian laughed and pinched Wang Ai's chest. However, the effect is very small, Wang Ai has a pectoralis major muscle, which is hard.

"Go to sleep, I'll try to see if I can adjust my sleep. My mood is not good. Sooner or later there will be problems." Wang Ai closed his eyes and suddenly opened Xu Qinglian: "Aren't you worried about me?"

"Yes, I told you just now."

"Oh." Wang Ai closed his eyes again, still unable to forget the criticism: "Crisis!"

I slept until dawn and Chelsea had daily training in the morning. It's just that, with Wang Ai's current situation, not only the club, but even Jose dare not take the initiative to order him to participate in training, even if they know that he has not yet started school.

The super shooter was full of discomfort, and he could find any reason, such as Robben's soft resistance in the name of injury, he could only bear with his eyes closed. Because you dare to push, he dared to strike openly, that would be troublesome.

Chelsea do not want scandals, not at all.

After eating the late breakfast, Wang Ai closed his eyes and analyzed himself, but still felt that he was holding his breath in his heart. If he wanted to go back to the house to play games and relax, Xu Qinglian suggested that it is better not. When you are in a bad mood, you will be angry when you play games, and you will be even more angry. For example, why did you attack my hometown? For example, why are you so accurate?

Okay, baby obedient. Wang Ai dragged the mouse to open the web page, looked upset for a few times, then opened QQ, pulled down the friends column and took a look at it. It was all five big and three thick! Wang Ai was disappointed. A bunch of avatars jumped up and down. They opened them all asking him about the transfer. Wang Ai copied and pasted in a unified way: "I have encountered some problems and are still negotiating." I didn’t bother to say. I skipped it directly and moved up and down blankly until I found Lao Gao's gray head.