Because Wen Feng came up with a goal first, the other players of the KY company were obviously mobilized, and the opposing players also stepped up their defense against Wen Feng, although he did not score, but he spared no effort to intersperse the running position also brought opportunities to others.

Before the end of the first half, Li Tao ran from the midfield to the front, received a cross from Song Jianhui on the side, and scored with a header, the score was 2:0.

The cheerleading team on the side of the court, mainly Gou Xiaonan and Yang Lu, was screaming and shouting again.

At half-time, the coach said to everyone, "We played well in the first half, but we played like this in the second half!" Wen Feng saw that the coach didn't have any instructions, so he and Song Jianhui came to the cheerleading team.

"Jianhui, you are really awesome, two assists, Fengzi and I scored one by one!" Li Tao was still in the excitement of scoring a goal.

"Cow, one of you treats me to a meal, I have to order as you like!" Song Jianhui said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, it's not a thing!" Li Tao said.

Gou Xiaonan took a towel to wipe Song Jianhui's sweat, Yang Lu also came down, handed Wen Feng a bottle of mineral water, and said with some embarrassment: "Isn't it hot?" As he spoke, he wiped the beads of sweat from his face with his hands.

"It's okay, I don't use a towel. Wen Feng took a big sip of water and said, "I have this!" he smiled and said, took off his team jersey and wiped it on his face bare-chested.

"Little bee, you can do it with this little body!" He Na teased next to her.

Wen Feng's figure is indeed not bad, because he loves sports, and his usual work is the physical work of repairing cars, there is no fat on his body, there are obviously a few abdominal muscles, and a layer of small thin skin is wrapped.

"Your boyfriend doesn't have my size, right?" Wen Feng said jokingly.

He Na snorted lightly, suddenly looked at him and shouted, "Little bee, why are you injured?"

"Huh?" Wen Feng hurriedly lowered his head to find the wound. "Where?"

He Na pointed to him and said, "On my chest, on the left, I seem to see a small blood mark." ”

Wen Feng lowered his head and touched his left chest, and said with a smile: "This? hehe, this is not a blood mark, it is a mark, a birthmark." ”

Yang Lu's eyes at this time suddenly became a little wooden, and he also stared straight at Wen Feng's chest in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Wen Feng asked when she noticed her strangeness.

Yang Lu stretched out her finger and gently tapped his left chest and said, "Wen Feng, is your red mark really born?"

Sure enough, a little above Wen Feng's left chest, that is, above his heart, there was a red birthmark larger than a grain of rice, which was a bright red tear mole like the mark of Shura, beautiful, bewitching, and sad to the extreme.

"yes. Wen Feng said with a smile, "My mother said that I had it here as soon as I was born, or how to call it a birthmark." ”

Yang Lu rubbed her index finger on it, as if she wanted to rub the red mark down.

"Hey, what's going on? Lulu, I can't help but see my good figure, come, little bee, let me touch you too!" He Na said with a wicked smile next to her, and she really wanted to touch Wen Feng's chest.

Yang Lu hurriedly withdrew her hand, blushing and said, "Second sister, what are you talking about!"

Wen Feng also thought that she was really going to touch it, so he was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and the people next to him were amused and couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Liang noticed that something was wrong with Yang Lu just now, and leaned over to ask, "What's wrong?" ”

Yang Lu looked at her and smiled and said, "It's nothing." Zhao Liang found that her eyes lit up, and she was the same as the two of them just now.