God Yan anchor has been sealed again

"Stop kissing."

Xuewei muttered softly, he stretched out his hand dizzily to push Wenman, but Wenman grabbed his wrist instead and led him to the bed.The two of them were originally sitting together, but for some reason, they kissed and turned into Wen Man pressing him on the bed.

The quilt and the kiss are deep and long.

Xuewei is still not very good at breathing, she blushes and her heart beats when she is kissed by him, she can only moan softly, her fingertips are resting on his shoulders trembling slightly, she can only hook his collar in vain, those fingertips are thin and fair , like jade, with a shy peach color at the end.

He didn't know how long the kiss lasted, but he couldn't take it anymore, he raised his hand for a pause, panting slightly: "Ch... intermission. Please, intermission."

Wen Man finally let go of him, stood up slightly, Xuewei lay down under the quilt, and opened her eyes to look at him.Wen Man left his bedside, but still stared at him with a pair of dark peach eyes, with the color of water stolen from him still on his lips.

That look made Xuewei's heart beat violently.

There was silence in the living room, so quiet that only the heartbeats of the two people remained.

"That you..." Xuewei had just summoned up the courage to speak, but was knocked away by the door opening.

The great sword god—knife appeared at the door. At the same time, with a slight surprise, when he realized that he seemed to have come in a bad way, he immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"I... knocked on the door for a minute, but no one answered, so I just walked in." Knife widened his innocent eyes.This German has a pair of dark gray eyes, which can always radiate the brilliance of innocence and unreliability.

Wen Man rubbed his temples, and pressed the roots of his ears, as if his ears were hurting again.

Seeing that the atmosphere was interrupted, Xuewei immediately pretended nothing happened: "Hello. Are you looking for him?"

Sword God is very cautious: "Hi, I... looking for you."

Wen Man looked at Xuewei, then at Dao Shen: "Then I'm leaving?"

Xuewei stretched out her hand and pawed forward, the movement was casual and natural, it seemed that it was just a movement of getting up, but in fact, she quietly grabbed Wen Man's clothes.

Wen Man didn't move, he looked at Dao Shen with a half-smile.

Knife: "."

He knew that his trip today was really not right.

Knife cleared his throat: "Hello, little lone wolf, congratulations to the CHNS Chinese special training team led by you for their first victory in the World Championships. I checked your schedule. I have a free time tomorrow, and we just happened to Also, I want to ask if you have time to have a meal with our people?"

"There is a person in our team who knows you. His previous ID was a poet. I don't know if you remember it?"

Xue Wei was stunned for a moment, then rolled out of bed happily: "I know!! I remember, he told me that Brother Poet is here, and I knew that Brother Poet still remembered me!"

Knife was uncharacteristically very polite: "Tomorrow at noon, twelve o'clock, are you free?"

Xue Wei nodded: "Yes, yes." He even wanted to rush over now.

He was still a little dizzy, and almost lost his footing when he got out of bed, Wen Man stretched out his hand to support him.He just stood up obediently.

He asked Dao Shen: "Then will he go?"

Knife was obviously a little hesitant—he was completely like a big girl today, and said politely: "Then I'll go back and ask."

Wen Man whistled at the side, and Knife quickly countered with a string of German that Xue Wei couldn't understand.

The European team’s schedule is very late, and their luck in the draw this year is very good. The teams that need to play against in the first few rounds are relatively weak, and the main games are in the back. Although they will always play a game with CHNS, this at least represents It seems that they will be more relaxed recently.

Knife squatted in their room, sending a message to the poet.

"I saw him, he said go, and he's awake. There's nothing serious about him."

"The little boy asked if the cruel and beautiful man should go. Tell me if you want to go or not."

Although his oral Chinese has improved rapidly, his written language is often difficult to respond to.

After sending the message, he raised his head and asked Xue Wei: "Prettyboy, uok?"

Xuewei understood and nodded.

Knife sighed: "You are in poor health, no wonder Pretty asked me to take you back to the hotel entrance."

Xuewei didn't respond for a while: "When?"

"The star game before." Knife pursed his lips, his voice dragged out, "Someone said that another person was not in good health, and then asked me to accompany the little boy back to the hotel because he couldn't get away and wanted to accompany the national team. "

Wen Man raised his eyebrows.

Xuewei remembered.

He blushed again.

"You two?" Knife thought for a long time, but couldn't think of the corresponding Chinese word for "together", so he made a gesture - he drew two empty hearts in the air, and then asked to draw a arrow.

Xuewei didn't say a word, Wen Man turned around and asked him, "Is that right, kid?"

His voice was very soft, as if coaxing a child, or begging for candy: "Isn't it?"

In front of outsiders, all the courage that Xuewei had just had in the lounge immediately dissipated, he lay back on the bed, didn't say a word, and planned to hit him with a pillow.

"Okay, okay." Wen Man stopped harassing him, and quickly coaxed him, he stood up and chased Knife away: "Get out, get out."

"Are you in good condition?" Knife tried his best to grab the door frame before being kicked out. Although he was always under the pressure of Wendi, his eyes were as sharp as ever, "What happened to your first game? Normal State-wise, you're at least [-]-[-] with the Raider."

"A few small questions." Wen Man replied with a smile, "You are not thinking about arranging another schedule, are you? Could it be that your team still thinks about going to the beater's bracket?"

"Of course, everyone will think about it, right?" Knife was not polite. In the arena, everyone is a tit-for-tat enemy. There will be no warmth, and being honest with each other is the greatest sincerity. "If you don't If we can’t play, then it’s a good thing for us. At least we won’t consider going to the loser’s bracket.”

"It's not easy to play in the loser's bracket this year." Wen Man said.

"Then you won't retire, will you?" Knife stared at him closely, "I want to know if there is something wrong with you? Will it affect CHNS's schedule?"

"You will know soon, but there is no comment right now." Wen Man said.

Knife shrugged.

"You are still so rigid when it comes to the national team."

Knife looked down, and the poet texted him back.

"Okay."

Wen Man was about to close the door, but Knife resisted at the risk of being caught by the door: "Also, he asked you to go there together."

"I'm not going." Wen Man said with a smile, "I'm afraid he doesn't want to see me too much. They will be happy when Xuewei goes alone."

Knife tilted his head, as if he wanted to continue asking questions suspiciously, but Wen Man had already closed the door.

"Aren't you going?" Xuewei asked suspiciously from behind, "The misunderstanding has been resolved, as long as you speak clearly like you said to me, Brother Heihei and Brother Poet will definitely not blame you."

"I know, but I was always embarrassed in the past. They would want to see you more." Wen Man turned around and poured Xuewei a glass of water, "And I bought a ticket for tonight, it was too late. "

Xue Wei froze for a moment: "So fast?"

He thought that although Wen Man had to go back to see a doctor, he would at least wait for the tournament to end.Or at least the first cycle is over.

"I want to hurry up. I need to race against time." Wen Man said, "The World Championship is not waiting for anyone, kid."

Snow remained silent.

He thought for a long time, twisted his fingertips, and moved them around. After a long time, he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Then I... let's have a meal together."

I just confirmed the relationship, but the next day I will start a long-distance relationship.

Xuewei jumped out of bed, put on his coat, and gulped down the hot water that Wenman poured for him.

Wen Man nodded: "Yes, you should be hungry too, you didn't eat much in the morning. Let's go out to eat something alone?"

Xuewei was worried about the other light bulbs—he finally realized belatedly that Wen Man only wanted to take him to dinner during the All-Star Game.As a result, not to mention the others in EGT, but also the entire national team with a knife god who rubs money.

He asked him: "Where are Fenglei and the others?"

"They are hungry first, and they will go to Alan's place for a meal after the first national team finishes playing." Wen Man whispered, "Why do you keep thinking about them?"

"No."

Xuewei thought for a while, then stretched out her hand from her pocket, and handed it over with a white and soft hand, and moved her eyes to other places: "That's it. The two of us. I know."

Wen Man stared at his hand, before he could react, Xue Wei put her hand into his hand in a panic.

"Holding." He pretended to be indifferent and said, the tips of his ears were a little red, Wen Man was taken aback for a moment, and then squeezed his hand tightly.

The two went straight out of the competition base.

Xuewei raised her head and asked him, "Where are you going to eat?"

"How about going to Hamburg?" Wen Man looked down at his phone, but there was a kind of happy smile in his eyes, "Remember? When we first came to Germany, the first time we ate was in Hamburg. You eat sauerkraut on the plane Vomited."

Xuewei opened her eyes wide and looked at him: "Okay."

Both of them still remember what happened four years ago.During that period of time, Xuewei was very busy, and Xuewei was not very comfortable from the start.Transfer from the city to the province, then transfer to the Shanghai line, and finally fly in a big circle to Munich to register and collect materials, and then take the train to Hamburg for the competition.

He doesn't need to care about anything, just follow behind him.Wen Man stuffed him with a hanger tag, which contained his passport and some cash and change, and a small note with the embassy phone number and the police phone number.

Wen Man treats him like a child and always pays attention to whether he will be abducted.After landing, Xuewei vomited whatever he ate, and when he got better, he felt embarrassed and dragged him down. Wen Man asked him what he wanted to eat. Xuewei was actually craving Chinese food, but she had no choice but to say: "Braised beef instant noodles."

Wen Man then took him to a Chinese restaurant in the city center for dinner, a very authentic Sichuan restaurant.

A young man of eighteen or nineteen years of age, with soft grinding and hard soaking, the proprietress cooked two servings of braised beef instant noodles that were not on the menu.In addition, I ordered a large table of dishes.

At that time Xuewei was very worried about his restaurant.