Match point

Chapter 1225 Change the topic
"Congratulations!"

"Yay! Yay!"

Like a cheerleader, Pulan raised his hands high, clenched his hands into fists, and cheered. He deliberately kept a certain distance from Gao Wen and circled around to celebrate.

Then, at a glance, you can see Gao Wen's gesture of "slightly opening his arms to welcome the hug, but stiffening in place, maintaining an awkward state and refusing to let go, while his expression showed a hint of disappointment and helplessness, and he quietly cast sad eyes". No extra words are needed at all. Can feel the state.

There was a smile in Pu Lan's eyes, but he deliberately pretended not to know, and stared at Gao Wen with wide eyes, showing puzzlement——

what happened?
Not only did Pu Lan not respond, but he also asked a rhetorical question, and it turned out that Gao Wen stepped forward without saying a word, and his actions were much more efficient than words.

"what!"

Pu Lan didn't realize at all that Gao Wen did what he said, and he was actually a man of action. He exclaimed, but thinking about it seriously, it didn't seem surprising.

After all, the man in front of me, on the way from Mallorca to Monte Carlo, suddenly took a detour to Paris, and appeared in front of her without warning, with a smile and an umbrella, and he didn't even give her any reaction or gasp The vacancy, let her fall easily.

Pullan thought, she should fight back—

So, not only did he not escape, but he also approached actively. Before Gawain "imprisoned" himself, Pu Lan had already stood on tiptoe, leaned close to Gawain's cheek, and imprinted a hot brand with the softness of his lips.

"Whee!"

Preemptively, the laughter in the depths of his throat welled up cheerfully, Pulan looked at Gao Wen who was slightly dazed, and winked at Gao Wen slyly.

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The smell of sweat mixed with the smell of hormones.

until the time when oxygen is needed again.

Reluctantly, they distanced themselves a little.

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Pu Lan still couldn't bear to leave his eyes, and carefully looked at the man in front of him carefully. His focused eyes made Gao Wen feel a little uncomfortable.

"What's the matter? Haven't the soap bubbles been washed off?" Gao Wen stroked his hair, with a little confusion in his eyes, and joked.

Pulan burst out laughing and shook his head, "No, it's the first time I saw you up close after the game..."

The following words are automatically omitted, but it makes people think about it. The expression, tone, and eyes quietly fill in the blanks that have not been spoken.

Gao Wen didn't know what Pulan was thinking, but the picture in his mind might not be suitable for sharing.

A shallow smile surged deep in his throat, and it seemed that a hoarseness could be captured in the depths of his voice.

"Look at me?"

"Still looking at me?"

"Look at me again, I can't guarantee the consequences."

A few words made Pulan's cheeks slightly hot, and he immediately understood that there was something in Gao Wen's words, and changed the subject in a panic.

"What about the game? How does the game feel?"

The clumsy and jerky way, on the contrary, revealed the panic in Pulan's heart, which is really different from the generous and courageous way he knew at the beginning.

"Chi Chi".

Gao Wen didn't answer, as if he could see through Pu Lan at a glance, he laughed cheerfully, but he didn't expose it, and helped to change the subject.

"What about you? Everything went well with the paper today?"

Pu Lan let out a long breath, "The front is not going well, but there is no problem in the back."

Gao Wen raised his chin lightly, without thinking too much. Anyway, when writing a thesis or project report, he will always encounter various situations.

But Pulan went on to say, "At the beginning of the game, you fell behind as soon as you came up, and you were so nervous that you couldn't breathe. Even though I believe you can turn the situation around, you just can't relax."

"Afterwards, you gradually adapted to the rhythm, and everything was fine, and the thesis went much smoother."

Gao Wen was dumbfounded, "I don't know why, you can still write papers while watching the competition. Is this some kind of special skill?"

The teasing words made Pu Lan's cheeks blush slightly, and he muttered like a mosquito, "Occasionally. Occasionally!"

Gao Wen didn't speak, just looked at Pulan quietly.

Pulan widened his eyes, "What? Do you have an opinion?"

Gao Wen immediately raised his hands in surrender, "Don't dare, how dare you have an opinion. I just want to say, isn't your thesis deadline coming soon? You should concentrate on writing the thesis, otherwise your family will know You delayed graduation because of a man, isn't it affecting my image?"

The amount of information is a bit large.

Pulan looked at Gao Wen for a while, and immediately realized that this guy was joking again.

As soon as the eyeballs rolled, the corners of the mouth that could not help but slightly raised were pressed down again.

"So tonight I need to concentrate on writing my thesis and nothing will disturb me."

Gawain was taken aback, "What can't be done?"

Pulan nodded emphatically, "Yes, without exception."

Gao Wen wailed, beat his chest and stamped his feet, "When will you finish writing this thesis, hurry up! Speed ​​up!"

The gloomy expression on his face made Pulan laugh happily.

Smiling, Pulan watched Gao Wen quietly. She knew that with Gao Wen's intelligence, she must have seen that she was joking, but Gao Wen still cooperated with the performance. Silently expressing care and love, Pulan was slightly dazed.

She likes him.

So crazy and so hot.

"What's the matter?" Gawain noticed Pulan's quietness and silently watching eyes, and he wondered if he had said something wrong.

Pu Lan suddenly came back to his senses, and then realized that his thoughts must not be seen through, and his eyes flustered again.

Pulan changed the subject anxiously, "I'm serious, isn't today your first clay court match? How do you feel?"

Gao Wen:? ? ?
What and what is this, isn't the topic shifting too blunt?
"Are you serious?" Gao Wen thought he knew Pu Lan well enough, but in a blink of an eye, he couldn't help sighing, "Don't guess what a girl is thinking".

Pulan nodded again and again, "Of course."

At the same time, Pulan hinted with his eyes: Please answer, please answer seriously, okay?I beg you.

Gao Wen could see the pleading in Pulan's eyes, and the smile deep in his pupils deepened, but this time, he didn't continue to make things difficult for Pulan.

It is not impossible to change the subject forcibly.

(End of this chapter)