Chapter 186

The author has something to say: a successful blind date √

#Today is another year old school flower#

Chapter 103

Just like the moon coming towards him, it was only a slight touch, and the young man was still frozen in place and did not dare to move, his palms sweating from the tension of the sea breeze.

He didn't dare to ask why he liked him, for fear that the answer would be insignificant, he suddenly remembered what was in his backpack, and handed Yan Xuexiao the cake that was packaged neatly: "Happy birthday."

They walked to the beach and sat down, Yan Xuexiao slowly unpacked the cake, revealing a strawberry cake wrapped in fine cream in the carton.

Smelling the sweet and sour smell of strawberries, the young man's throat couldn't help swallowing, as if sensing his actions, Yan Xueyiao put down the spoon and asked gently, "Want to eat?"

"Bought it for you."

Shen Chi shook his head, he originally wanted to buy a big cake, but he ran out of money to buy a cow ticket, and it didn't matter if it wasn't his birthday today.

However, when his voice fell, the back of his head was suddenly held down by a hand, and before he could react, Yan Xueyiao's lips fell.

His body froze abruptly, Yan Xuexiao came in easily, the sweet and creamy taste in his mouth, as if he was feeding him a little bit of cake, he swallowed subconsciously, and even the front of his shirt was stained with cream.

On the shore of the uninhabited sea, the young man was kissed dizzy, and he only remembered—

It's a strawberry kiss.

*

In the morning, Shen Chi sat up from the hotel room, and heard the sound of cascading water and looked out the window. Through the transparent glass window, the blue water was unobstructed, and the white sand was looming under the rising sun.

The tips of his ears turned red when he remembered the kiss last night, and he almost thought it was a dream, until he caught a glimpse of the cream-stained team uniform under the bed reminding him that it was a real thing.

He pushed open the door of the room with a pounding heart, and happened to bump into Yan Xuexiao who was wearing a white shirt. Looking at Yan Xuexiao's dark eyes, his breathing was unsteady, and he couldn't adjust to the change in the relationship, so he lowered his head and said, "I'll go back. train."

"I send you."

Yan Xueyiao looked at him and said.

It took more than two hours to return to Yancheng from Moonlight Island, and it was already eight o'clock in the morning when he returned to the base. Shen Chi threw the soiled team uniform into the washing machine and quickly walked to the training room on the second floor.

Lan Heng, who went downstairs to get potato chips, looked at the boy's back and fell into deep thought. He had never seen Shen Chi late for training. Considering the boy's age, he secretly reported to Shen Chi's brother.

"Our captain has never been late." Lan Heng said in a low voice, "Yesterday, I was late for the training today for someone's birthday. It's obvious that I have been confused."

He saw that the man not only didn't attract attention, but had a faint smile in his eyes, he added in a sincere tone: "Although the club's salary is high, the captain is used to saving money, and he is reluctant to buy snacks for himself. Yesterday, he bought a high price for cattle tickets, anyway. That person looks quite a loser."

"Prodigal?"

There was no emotion in Yan Xueyiao's tone.

"It's not quite like living." Lan Heng rushed to the training and ended the conversation, "Anyway, it's better for parents to watch more, and don't tell him that I said it."

He didn't say any more, he always felt that Shen Chi's brother showed a sense of oppression in his gestures, and went upstairs with potato chips. After entering the training room, he looked at the boy with a guilty conscience before sitting down.

He sat back to his seat and continued his daily training. During the break, Manager Chen walked in from the door: "I have something I want to tell everyone. In the future, the club will provide snack subsidies every month."

Lan Heng's eyes were full of surprise: "How much?"

Before he came to TTL, his impression of the small team was that he was crowded into an Internet cafe to play games, and he had to sleep on the floor.

He couldn't help but ask, "How much?"

"You don't need to know about this." Manager Chen said as he adjusted his glasses, "In short, I don't have your share, so take it easy in the future."

Lan Heng: …………Why not me?

Although he pestered Manager Chen to ask, the always good-natured Manager Chen didn't tell him, just patted him on the shoulder to persuade him: "No one will think you are dumb if you don't speak."

For next month's snack subsidy, Lan Heng, who usually talks non-stop during training, closed his mouth and sat in front of the computer without saying a word.

Shen Chi was wearing headphones and didn't hear Manager Chen's words at all. He focused on the training score table on the screen. After winning the school, TTL's results were getting better and better, leaving Black Shark, which ranked fifth in T1, behind.

"TTL has improved a lot"

"Tactics have changed completely"

"Someone must have pointed it out. I want to ask who the coach hired!"

"Keep this score and rush into PCL, don't be influenced by Weibo comments"

"A fan of a certain team is really annoying"

Shen Chi's eyes moved from the score table to the barrage, and his tone became confused and asked, "Weibo?"

"Can't the cub be on Weibo?"

"The cat and the kitten seem to never surf the Internet, they don't even know the catchphrase"

"Catch an Ancient Cub"

"I want to know what I usually do"

The red-haired boy answered naturally: "Playing games."

"Straight Guy Speaks"

"Cub is really curved? Mom doesn't believe it"

"I can be sure that I haven't gotten back with my daughter-in-law. I'm busy playing games and I don't have time to fall in love."

"Hugging the Lonely Cubs"

Shen Chi clicked on Weibo and posted on his

Weibo is full of Black Shark fans, and the private mailbox is also full of rǔ scolding, obviously it is not a matter of a day or two.