"If you want me to keep it secret for you, keep it."
"Anyway, don't get involved with Shen Nanfeng anymore."
"You are you, not anyone else."
He looked at her steadily, "Do you know?"
His gaze was direct and scorching, and there was a light of sincerity dancing in his eyes.
Shen Zhiyi lowered his head in shame.
"Thanks……"
"Then I'll keep it for now."
Anyway, she doesn't need it.
Chi Wangye breathed a sigh of relief, took off his coat and put it around her waist.
"Hold my coat for me."
"When you're watching the game later, if the chairs are dirty and hot, use this as a cushion."
"By the way..." He lowered his voice, "Cover your legs."
“Don’t get sunburned.”
Shen Zhiyi lifted up her hanging long sleeves.
His coat is loose.
Even with a knot at her waist, it still covered nearly half of her lower body.
"Sitting on your clothes is not good, is it?"
She said, "Your clothes will get dirty later."
Chi Wangye was a little unhappy that she always said to him such careless words as "no", "thank you", "sorry" and so on.
He tilted his head slightly, and his hair cast a shadow on the headband, making him look unruly and difficult to deal with.
"Nothing wrong with it."
He said casually, "If you don't help me hold it, I'll just drop it on the chair. What if someone picks it up?"
"If it gets dirty, it gets dirty."
"I'm a man, and I have a lot of dirty clothes."
"We don't need this one."
He turned around and showed her his jersey number. "I'm number 7. Please cheer me up and give me water later. Don't make a mistake."
Shen Zhiyi put down his sleeves and nodded obediently.
"good."
Chi Wangye resisted the urge to rub her head and turned to walk towards the venue. "I'll go in first."
Shen Zhiyi waved on the spot.
Looks cute and adorable.
Chi Wangye cursed in his heart and walked away.
When Shen Zhiyi entered the field, two teams had already started the game.
She bent down to find Xiang Zhenzhen and sat down beside her.
"Yibao, did you see that team's forward?" Xiang Zhenzhen pointed excitedly at a man in an orange jersey on the field. "That's number 18. He's amazing!"
She raised her hand and whispered in Shen Zhiyi's ear, "All the girls in the department call him male mom. He has such a great figure!"
"Look at those pecs!"
"Look at that brachialis!"
Shen Zhiyi followed her gaze and looked at her, nodding in approval, "It is indeed possible."
However, compared to Chi Wangye, it is still a little bit worse.
She just leaned against his chest.
Hard and strong...
Shen Zhiyi lowered her head, two blushes quietly creeping up on her cheeks.
Chi Wangye was in the waiting area, staring at her with a cold brow.
His eyes followed her and moved to No. 18.
The chest cavity was suddenly filled with a cold air, which was blocked but could not be ignored.
Why should we look at others...
He lowered his eyes and squeezed the towel tightly.
really.
I like handsome guys.
Still embarrassed like that...
Is it because of that person's figure?
Chi Wangye suddenly turned around and asked his teammates, "Who is that number 18?"
Seeing him initiate a conversation, his teammates excitedly said, "Are you talking about Qiao Jun? He should be our biggest opponent this time."
"Look! He made it again!"
"This is a sure win for their team."
"If we win, we'll probably compete with their team for the final championship."
"You and he are both forwards, so be careful."
"Qiao Jun is really popular with the ladies. They all say he has big pecs." The teammate touched his chin. "Although his clothes cover it, you can still see it."
“It’s really big.”
Chi Wangye raised his eyebrows and sneered.
"If you count the pectoral muscles, the pig has six."
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