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Diao Cihang was taken aback, fearing that Yu Wenqiu would be discovered by passers-by, he said urgently:

"Wan Sui! Get him into the car quickly! Let's talk about other things after getting in the car!"

Wan Sui turned a deaf ear to it, and for a moment couldn't tell what he felt when he looked back at Yu Wenqiu's eyes.

If any of his teammates was so drunk, he should have started cursing by now.

But when he thought of Yu Wenqiu's phrase "I just want to come to you", he was miraculous... he couldn't get angry.

So Wan Sui simply raised his hand and lightly pressed the back of Yu Wenqiu's head, covering his side face intentionally or unintentionally with his arm, and agreed softly:

"Threatening people? Really promising, our Qiubao. That's enough, I'll take you back."

Yu Wenqiu suddenly bent his eyes and hummed.

He turned his face sideways, rubbed his nose on Wan Sui's forearm before he could retract it in time, then wobbled into the car with his uniform and hat in his arms, and sat down obediently on the "small bench".

Wan Sui subconsciously twisted his cuff with his fingertips, feeling that the child was sticky.

Diao Cihang heaved a sigh of relief, and sat back in the co-pilot.

Yu Wenqiu raised his eyes, looked expectantly at Wan Sui who stood dazed by the car door, and reached out to pat the leather seat beside him twice quickly, urging:

"hurry up!"

Wan Sui came back to his senses, laughed, got in the car, sat down, and closed the door.

Yu Wenqiu's expression was a little excited, like a primary school student sitting on a spring outing bus.

He looked at Wansui for a while, and looked over Wansui at the night scene flying outside the window for a while, and finally his eyes always fell back on Wansui's deep eyebrows and bridge of nose.

——Wan Sui's few uneasiness in the past 20 years was spent in these short and long minutes.

Wan Sui raised his hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose, taking the opportunity to close his eyes and avoid Yu Wenqiu's gaze.

After closing his eyes and thinking for a moment, Wan Sui asked Diao Cihang, "Is he still working tomorrow?"

Diao Cihang replied: "His assistant said that he didn't have to go out for work in the past few days. Isn't the Vlog feature film released online in the next three days? He only uses Weibo to cooperate with the business, so I feel relieved to let him come."

Wan Sui nodded and paused for a moment as if he had made a decision:

"Then go straight back to the base."

Diao Cihang immediately turned his head and glared at him from the gap between the car window and the back of the seat:

"Did you drink too much? Can you recognize who is next to you? That's a little idol! Although he is still confused, let me tell you, the more you are a fan, the less distance you have from the real owner. You Aren't you afraid that his fans will find out and tear you to pieces?"

Can Wan Sui be afraid of this?

He crossed the subject with a sneer and spoke softly:

"I don't know if he has been drinking for a while. If he remembers tomorrow and blames me for lying to him, will you take care of me?"

Diao Cihang was exhausted and sighed:

"Hey, my long live Lord, are you lying to him or coaxing him..."

Wan Sui smiled, but didn't answer.

Yu Wenqiu has a good memory.

He remembered the location of the villa area where the TB team base was located.

So he didn't relax until he was sure that the car was on the way to the base and running in the opposite direction of his company dormitory, and he was a little sleepy.

Wan Sui finally stopped being stared at, and his slightly tense back relaxed.

He felt that he was also inexplicably funny.

On the arena where tens of thousands of people watch the game, you can treat it as if no one is there and concentrate on the game.

Why can't I relax when I face Yu Wenqiu's eyes alone?

The space in the car was limited, and Wan Sui didn't have many places to land his sight, so he stopped on Yu Wenqiu's slender white fingers clutching the team uniform jacket tightly.

Wan Sui finally found out that he had left the ravaged team uniform on the car. After all, no one would let his team uniform be scattered all over the world except him.

...Yu Wenqiu's crumpled ID was exposed between his fingers, and he seemed to be holding it subconsciously, looking like a baby.

The commercial vehicle drove into the villa area.

The driver joined hands with Diao Cihang, Xia Yangzhou helped, and sent Jia Site and the three drunks back to the room one by one.

Of course Wan Sui has to take responsibility for the confused child brought back by him.

He politely avoided Yu Wenqiu's waist, and gently supported his shoulder:

"Walk well. The room you slept in, remember?"

I don't know which point this sentence hit Yu Wenqiu.

Yu Wenqiu put his weight on Wan Sui with a smile, and said with a drunken voice:

"Um...my room."

Wan Sui took Yu Wenqiu to the room originally prepared for fall players, and Yu Wenqiu stayed there for two nights.

The room has been restored, even new sheets and duvet covers.

But Wan Sui always felt that Yu Wenqiu had a special nostalgia for this temporary residence.

Although he finally got to the room, Wan Sui didn't expect the drunk to take a shower and brush his teeth by himself.

He couldn't help the drunk with that either.

So he sent a message to Diao Cihang, asking him to bring a new set of toiletries and a change of clothes.

It just so happens that the team is going to sell the surrounding T-shirts and shorts in the near future, which can be used as pajamas for Yu Wenqiu.

Wan Sui thought for a while, and asked Diao Cihang to bring another bottle of mineral water by the way.

Diao Cihang scolded in a WeChat message:

"Your long legs are for nothing? Get them yourself!!"

Wan Sui euphemistically replied:

"Thank you. I can't go"

Diao Cihang said:

"Your uncle! Didn't this princess praise you for your long legs! Why can't you go! Someone kidnapped you!"

Wan Sui put the phone back in his trouser pocket, and didn't return it.

Because it just said "Yu Wenqiu hangs on me and won't let me go"...it seems a bit impolite.

So in the end, when Diao Cihang was driven by conscience to go upstairs to deliver things, the scene that came into view when he opened the door was——

Wan Sui leaned against the side wall, and Yu Wenqiu sat cross-legged on the marble window sill under the bay window.

The fingers of Yu Wenqiu's two hands were tightly intertwined, and Wan Sui's thin wrist was firmly grasped in the middle of a pair of palms.

"Qiu Bao, what are you doing sitting there?" Diao Cihang raised his eyes in surprise and asked Wan Sui, "Why is he dragging you?"

Yu Wenqiu did not reveal to Diao Cihang what he was doing with Wan Sui.

Even the moment the door was opened, he straightened his waist, which was still limp just now, wrinkled his nose and replied:

"The captain thinks I'm dirty and won't let me lie on the bed."

"..." Wan Sui looked innocent and helpless, "I just told him to change his clothes before going to bed."

Yu Wenqiu curled his lips: "You just hate it."

Wan Sui could only sigh, shaking his hot wrist: "I don't."

Diao Cihang was a little bored by the sticky picture of the star player and the little idol in front of him, and felt that...it was not suitable.

This has gone beyond the close category of "honorary players".

Diao Cihang's face darkened because of his responsibility: "Wan Sui, come here, and I'll tell you a few words."

Wan Sui raised his wrist and shook Yu Wenqiu's arm, very frankly:

"I can't make it."

The corner of Diao Cihang's mouth twitched, took a deep breath, and resigned himself to taking out his mobile phone to send a WeChat message to the person facing him:

"You have a big problem!"

"Is he seducing you?!"

Wan Sui was taken aback when he saw the word seduce, and then smiled silently.

Little Idol is not a seductress.

He wanted to pack himself up and send him to the base.

"Don't talk nonsense about these words in the future." Wan Sui said.

Then he politely invited Diao Cihang out of the room.

Before Diao Cihang left, he angrily smashed the T-shirts and shorts around the team, and the plastic packaging made a crackling sound on the bed:

"Then I'm leaving?! It's a pity that I took your money when I prepared the clothes for him!! Are you satisfied!!!"

Yu Wenqiu was very curious, as if he was inspecting a new toy, he finally let go.

Wan Sui covered his wrist and rubbed it, feeling that the body temperature that didn't belong to him was still sticking to his skin, making it a bit itchy.

Yu Wenqiu's attention was completely attracted by the surrounding clothes.

He opened the package and saw that there was a decorative pocket on the chest of the short sleeves of the bright orange T-shirt. On the pocket was written "Eras" in chic black, which was signed by Wan Sui himself.

He went to look at the set of black cropped shorts again, with the words "Torchbearers" written on the side of the trousers, and the team's logo was printed on the butt pocket—a group of orange flames that were second in class but surprisingly good-looking.

Yu Wenqiu was very satisfied.

He was so satisfied that he took off his thin sweater on the spot.

When Wan Sui was stunned, Yu Wenqiu had already put on his short sleeves, kicked off his pants, and threw them on the ground together with the thin sweater he had taken off.

It's a fight with the unpacked Wan Sui.

Thinking that he was going to sleep soon, he hesitated for a moment, instead of wearing shorts, he folded them and put them next to the pillow.

Then he spread his arms and made a gesture of showing his clothes, and asked Wan Sui with a smile:

"It's changed, can the captain approve sleeping?"

Diao Cihang didn't pay attention to the size when picking up the clothes. He probably got a size L by accident, the length can cover half of his buttocks.

Wan Sui's eyes subconsciously avoided Yu Wenqiu's when he was changing his shirt, and finally swept past his fair and straight legs unavoidably.

So he had no choice but to turn his face slightly, and his eyes deliberately fell on the pillow shorts, as if he could see a flower in it.

He didn't know why the main color of his model was such a bright orange.

But the upper body effect is really not bad.

Because the feeling of wearing Yuwenqiu on the body is like the sun shining on the white window sill, which is full of vitality and comfortable and gentle.

Wan Sui withdrew his gaze, coughed lightly and walked out: "Approved. Then you rest, I'm leaving."

Yu Wenqiu changed his face on the spot, and stretched out his arms to stop him: "Are you going to find Guagua? Don't go...I'm better than Guagua, really, you want me."

Wan Sui was startled.

Before tonight's game suddenly flashed before his eyes...Yu Wenqiu's concentrated expression sitting in front of the computer with headphones on.

Wan Sui stepped back without a trace, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Qiu Bao, although you are still young, you may not understand it... Don't casually say the words 'You want me' to men in the future, especially when you are drunk, remember?"

Yu Wenqiu tilted his head, as if he didn't understand what Wan Sui meant.

He communicated with Wan Sui cross-channel in a wrong way:

"But I just want you to want me."

Wan Sui narrowed his eyes and remained silent for a moment, feeling that he and the little drunk really couldn't communicate properly.

Either he ran the train with his own mouth, or...

It's just that Yu Wenqiu, who is straightforward, has no self-consciousness, and doesn't know what he seems to be doing now.

It's not to blame Diao Cihang's multi-heartedness, it really looks like a seductive person.

Wan Sui sighed lightly, took Yu Wenqiu back to the bedside, and planned to send him to bed quickly, then changed the subject and asked:

"Before the game, what were you and the artist on your team talking about about me?"

Although he knew that Yu Wenqiu was just playing his trumpet with others, he didn't really want to talk about it.

But Yu Wenqiu frowned seriously and thought for a long time before he realized what time Wan Sui was asking.

So he solemnly replied:

"Wu Yi asked the question knowingly, asking me which MOF player I like the most."

"I said Suishen, I like Suishen."