Match point

Chapter 1282
Miranda, the protagonist of "Miranda", is a 183cm tall, burly, and great appetite woman who is often mistaken for "Mr." Discover the little happiness and joy in the boring life.

Therefore, she will be clumsy and unable to focus on dual-purpose, and have to ask others to "be patient", and even turn into a prank; but after stumbling and stumbling to complete every little thing, she will regain her smile and feel happy. Say "how fun" even when life is still messed up.

That's why Poulan likes Miranda.

At this moment, looking at Pu Lan, who was dripping sweat, flushed cheeks, slightly embarrassed but still bright-eyed and unrelenting, Gawain was still defeated after all.

The smile on the corner of his mouth rose slightly.

Gao Wen took the lighter from Pu Lan, and then gestured to the smoke alarm above his head, "I don't mind putting up with it, but I'm not sure if the other guests on the floor are mentally prepared to be directly caught in nightgowns and swimming trunks." Drive to the hotel gate to enjoy the sunbathing in the afternoon."

Pu Lan, because he was too busy and flustered, didn't catch up with his thoughts for a while, and his eyes shifted between Gao Wen and the fireworks before he realized it.

Separate a large handful of fireworks and put them on the table next to them, leaving only two in front of him.

With a flick of Gawain's thumb, the lighter lit up, igniting the fairy stick fireworks.

Puff puff.

Dots of sparks began to ignite. In order to set off the atmosphere, Gawain raised his hand and turned off the corridor lights. In the entire dark room, there were only two jumping and bright sparks blooming, and then Pulan could be heard Anxious voice——

"Quick! Quick, quick!"

The fireworks were burning a little faster, but her celebration wasn't over yet.

After thinking about it, he seemed to recall where he had just been, and the two tennis balls on top of his head shook again because he raised his head suddenly. This kind of Pulan, in Gawain's eyes, looked so cute, a little clumsy, but with all his heart focus on this matter.

And then--

Pullan started rapping.

"The name of the champion!"

"Gawain!"

"The name of the champion!"

"Gawain!"

Pu Lan took a sudden step forward, made a tactical sliding movement, shortened the distance, and came in front of Gawain. That pretty face purposely approached Gawain, but stopped just before the collision. The voices range from small to loud, from whispering to shouting.

"Gowon. Gowain. Gowain Gowain."

"Gowin! Gowain! Gowain Gowain!"

Shouting and shouting, both hands began to beat the rhythm, and circled around Gao Wen——

The problem is that the space in the entrance corridor is really limited and cannot be used, so that Pu Lan and Gao Wen are constantly pushing and colliding with each other.

The scene was once joyous.

Pu Lan was not affected at all, and continued to rap unswervingly. His concentration is really admirable.

finally--

"Oh... oh oh oh oh... oh... oh..."

"we are the champion!"

"we are the champion!"

Snapped.

The fairy stick fireworks just finished burning, and the whole space fell into darkness again. It seemed that the whole world was quiet, but it became crowded because of the body temperature close at hand, and the vision was completely disabled, and the senses captured by hearing, touch and smell Flocking like a tide.

Then--

Pulling close to Gawain's body, Pu Lan walked around in front of him. The touch of his arms seemed to be able to clearly feel the gentleness of the hairs sweeping across the surface of the skin. Goosebumps rushed out crazily, and his body temperature began to rise little by little. It is transmitted along the skin as if there is no touch.

Slowly approach the boiling point.

step.

Pulan took a step forward, compressing the distance between the two of them, the cold air was pushed out, the hugs and hugs were entangled, then she stood on tiptoe, searched for the lips with her lips, and left a touch on the softness. It was hot, and the joy and joy flowed out from between the brows and eyes.

In the darkness, Pu Lan leaned against Gawain's ear and whispered again,

"Congratulations! Champion!"

"Oh yeah yeah!"

The joy that bloomed from the inside out was even happier than Gao Wen's.

Snapped.

Gao Wen turned on the porch light again, and the warm light fell down, enveloping the two of them. Their eyes met, and each other's faces were reflected in their pupils. The sense of intimacy slowly flowed in the narrow space, as if all Both light and atmosphere have evolved into warm currents, gurgling and flowing.

Slowly, cheerfully, gently, cheerfully, the sound of the heartbeat leaked a little bit of emotion, and the distance between hearts was quietly disappearing.

Even though Gao Wen had guessed just now, Pulan might have prepared a surprise event——

With Pulan's personality, he may not have watched the live broadcast of the game, but it is impossible to see the score and result and remain indifferent. It is abnormal that the room is completely blacked out.

This was a little abnormal, but it revealed Pulan's true intentions in advance. Gawain noticed something was wrong in a blink of an eye, but this seemed to spoil the surprise, and made Pulan put all his painstaking efforts in vain.

Is this really good?
Gao Wen was still hesitating whether he should pretend to be "shocked" or not, but seeing Pu Lan's smile, he couldn't help but also laughed along with him.

"Such-Fun!"

Gao Wen also imitated the tone of "Miranda", raised his hands and kept shaking his palms, and said cheeringly.

I have to say that these mantras are very brainwashing. In the past few nights, Gao Wen watched the episodes with Pulan, and those words are easy to read; moreover, there is no need for acting at all, they can be automatically brought into the scene, and the comedy effect will come out naturally——

Anyone who understands understands.

However, Poulan was not fooled.

Pu Lan looked at Gao Wen carefully, and then found that Gao Wen was not as surprised or frightened as he imagined, and even his teasing had a taste of acting——

Unfortunately, Gao Wen is not suitable to be an actor.

Pulan showed a meaningful expression, "You know what? Fortunately, you have become a professional tennis player, otherwise Hollywood will lose an Oscar winner."

Is this... a joke?

Gao Wen's smile was slightly embarrassed.

Pu Lan immediately grasped the stiffness, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Why, don't you like it?"

In the eyes, there is some anxiety about gain and loss.

The smile in Gao Wen's eyes became more intense, and he shook his head, "No, no, it's just a little unexpected, your selection...are you sure there is no problem?"

Pulan: ...

Pu Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, and she immediately realized that Gao Wen had been "surprised", and was about to "surprise" him back, this guy always likes to play pranks and jokes.

Pulan said warily, "Why, do you have any opinions on the music selection?"

That tone was creepy, if Gao Wen dared to say something, he might die.

Gao Wen shook his head again and again, his survival instinct was fully activated, but he still said seriously, "I'm just a little surprised that there is a generation gap between us."

Generation gap?

That serious look made Pu Lan's head full of black lines, and his slightly squinted eyes released a danger signal: Gao Wen, it's dangerous.

(End of this chapter)