The girl's fingers are slender and white, her fingertips are like jade, and her nails are powdery and crystal clear. Even under a close-up shot magnified several times, no flaws can be found.
This caused a group of hand control enthusiasts to scream.
Xie Xihe has started moving again.
Faster than before.
Faintly, the white light from the fingertips and the cold light of the parts flashed across each other. In just thirty or forty seconds, Xie Xihe had another complete gun in her hand, which she placed next to the first one.
Then another.
The audience looked at the three pistols neatly placed on the table and still hadn't come back to their senses.
【Children, do you have a lot of question marks? 】
She came, she came, she came. Xie Xihe came again with a loud slap and asked: Does your face hurt?
[In two minutes and twenty seconds, I assembled three pistols, even with mixed parts. Whether you guys are convinced or not, I'm really impressed!]
[Wow! What kind of god is this! ]
【Xie Xihe yyds! 】
【……】
Amidst exclamations of surprise and doubt, Xie Xihe walked down the stage. When he lowered his eyes, he saw the dazed gazes of Chu Xuan and others.
She paused, raised her foot and kicked Lin Jiangfei's calf: "This is my position."
Lin Jiangfei: “Oh oh oh!”
He stood up immediately, and took out a handkerchief from somewhere. He wiped the chair very carefully, and finally invited his hero to sit down.
Xie Xihe: “…”
Could it be any more exaggerated, any more artificial?
But I still sat down.
Su Jinchuan behind her immediately handed over a cup of milk tea and said with a gentle smile: "Junior Sister, you must be tired. Have a cup of milk tea first. Is there anything else you want to eat? I'll ask someone to buy it."
Xie Xihe again: "..."
Really, don't be like this, she's under a lot of pressure.
He took two sips of the milk tea, raised his eyes and said, "I want to eat fried chicken."
Okay!
Let’s go fried chicken!
Half an hour later.
Fried chicken, cola, skewers, cakes, puffs...
Xie Xihe looked at the pile of food in front of him and fell into deep silence.
Are they feeding her like a pig?
[Hahahaha, I suddenly died of laughter. Hey, hey, hey, Xibao's senior brothers and sisters, my Xibao is an artist, an artist, an artist. The calories are too high!]
[Eat! Eat as much as you can! Xibao deserves it! Even if she weighs 300 kilograms, I still love her!]
[Xibao is so cute when he drinks milk tea, and he is also so cute when he eats fried chicken. Ah, so cute, I feel like I am gone~]
[I suddenly feel hungry. I want to eat fried chicken and cake...]
[I want to poke my cheeks. How can there be such a cute girl? I want to explode right here!]
[Xibao's brothers are so cute. They actually bought so much. You deserve the joy of feeding Xixi~]
【The group's favorite Xixi is three and a half years old~】
【……】
Amidst the joyful sounds, Xie Xihe ate until he was full, and Zhong Yuxiu also tasted a lot of food that she had never eaten before, her almond eyes sparkling.
This trip was indeed the right one. She knew that following Sister Xihe would give her meat to eat...
Because the knockout rounds don't require competition, several teams can compete simultaneously, and the process is very fast.
It only took about two hours for all thirty-one teams to take the stage.
The probability was similar to that in the past, with an elimination rate of about one-third, and in the end twenty teams successfully advanced.
Kyoto No. 1 Middle School and Wen Hua were lucky. The test questions they drew were regular and not very difficult. They both successfully advanced, and there was a jubilant atmosphere on all major live streaming platforms.
After that comes the group stage.
The twenty teams were divided into four groups, with five teams in each group playing a round-robin match. They got one point for winning a game and no points for losing. The two teams with the highest scores in each group advanced to the quarterfinals.
Then comes the semi-finals and the finals.
Dawn Light was assigned to Group C and would not compete until the third day, leaving them with two days of free time.
Because of the special competition system of the International Elite Tournament, everyone doesn't even need to prepare, and these two days are free time.
Xie Xihe returned to the hotel after the elimination round. Every day, apart from giving acupuncture to Fang Xun's injuries, she locked herself in the room for the rest of the time. No one knew what she was doing.
What is Xie Xihe doing?
In the master bedroom of the presidential suite.
Xie Xihe was extremely tired. She had just fallen into a drowsy sleep when she felt a cool breeze approaching. The next moment, a hand reached into the quilt, hugged her around the waist, and leaned over to her.
The sleepiness disappeared instantly. Xie Xihe couldn't stand it anymore. She turned over and pressed the man under her, grinding her teeth: "Sheng Shijing, that's enough!"
The man's eyes were filled with an unfathomable darkness, but his face was filled with innocence. He lowered his head and rubbed the girl's hand that was pressing on his shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice: "Qingqing..."
Xie Xihe's anger froze, and his body unconsciously softened, but he felt a tingling pain as he pursed his lips.
She suddenly felt annoyed and tore off his bathrobe and leaned over him.
"My dear..."
"Shut up."
The girl said, her soft lips blocking his, and then moving down inch by inch, landing on his ear and throat...
Sheng Shijing's Adam's apple rolled, and the fire that had just been extinguished instantly surged back up. There was an extreme darkness in his eyes, but he didn't even dare to move.
until……
Sheng Shijing groaned, and reached out to grab the girl's sinking waist. His voice was so hoarse that it trembled slightly, but he still pinched her waist and moved it up, letting her sit on his abdomen: "Don't."
Xie Xihe was almost laughing because of him.
It was he who flirted with her endlessly, and it was also he who remained chaste no matter what.
After a long time and a whole night, he didn't let her sleep well, but he still held on to his last bottom line.
Is there something wrong with this man?
Xie Xihe gritted his teeth, leaned over and bit his shoulder.
Sheng Shijing let her bite, and when she got tired and let go, he held her shoulders and sat her up. He then reached out and took her shirt from the cabinet and put it on her, carefully buttoning it up.
His bony fingers, each as slender as a chopstick, were perfect and impeccable as he buttoned her shirt one by one from bottom to top.
The movements were neither hurried nor slow, yet so pleasing to the eye that Xie Xihe's annoyance disappeared unconsciously.
She stared at him blankly: "What are you doing?"
Sheng Shijing fastened the last button and looked up at her.
The dark, deep eyes seemed to be on fire.
He looked at her, and the desire surging in his heart startled Xie Xihe, and his voice dropped: "You..."
"I can't wait any longer, my dear," he said, tilting his head back and kissing her lips. It was a light gesture, yet so reverent that it seemed as if he were swearing an oath. He said again, "I can't wait any longer."
He couldn't wait to possess her completely, couldn't wait to leave his mark on every part of her, and couldn't wait to make her belong to him completely and utterly.
Sheng Shijing kissed her lips, and in a place where Xie Xihe couldn't see, he took out his phone from under the pillow and slowly edited: [Get your things ready]
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