Chapter 65: See Duanmu Rong Again
"Rong'er, I miss you so much, where have you been? Why are you coming back to me now? Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, Xia Liu hurriedly ran over, wanting to hold her tightly in his arms. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Boy, get out of here. She's my girlfriend now, and it's best not to pester her anymore. Otherwise, labor and management will kill you. ”
Looking at Duanmu Rong who was snuggled up next to others, Xia Liu, who did not give up, chased after him and kept asking.
With a "snap", Xia Liu, who was in pain, opened his eyes violently, looked at some bright lights around him and muttered, "It turned out to be a dream!" But why is it so real? ”
"Awake?" Jian Nanchun, who was a little depressed, looked at Xia Liu, who opened his eyes, and asked in a low voice.
Xia Liu, who didn't know why, asked rhetorically: "What's the matter, fourth?" ”
"You're still asking, what's wrong? Look at the good things you've done, it's only half past five, big brother. Hearing this, Xia Liu looked around and found that his roommates were all looking at him with angry eyes.
"What's wrong with you lately, you've been talking in your sleep for several nights in a row, and each time it's getting worse and worse." Hu Hanzhong, who was woken up by the dream words, looked at Xia Liu and said helplessly.
"That's right! Brother Liu, I think this is a disease, why don't you go and see it? After thinking about it, Liangchen reminded.
"But I don't feel it?"
Looking at Xia Liu, who knew his mistakes and did not change, he broke out from afar: "You haven't felt it yet, you look at me, I have dark circles under my eyes." ”
Looking at Xia Liu with curiosity, some gossip said: "Boss, be kind." But who is that Rong'er you are talking about? Ex-girlfriend? ”
Looking at the few people who were not woken up by themselves, caring about themselves, Xia Liu, who was ashamed in his heart, crossed a trace of warmth, and slowly said his past .......
A few people who couldn't sleep came to the court early and started playing basketball.
Hu Hanzhong, who had picked up the ball in the past, came back and said to a few people: "Look, isn't that No. 8?" ”
A few people who heard the words took a closer look, and it was really. A little moved and said far away: "Don't say it, listening to the old driver's class, I found out that this woman is really a temperament beauty." ”
"So be it! Let's pitch and decide! Vote for three, who votes less, who asks for the number, dare to come? Jian Nanchun looked at a few people arrogantly, looking like the eldest and my second.
"Come on, who's afraid?" Unconvinced, Anxin also shouted.
Yuan Yuan also said: "Of course, such a good thing has to have the second brother me." ”
A few people started throwing at the penalty line.
"Damn. Rest assured, what did you do last night? Actually voted for two? Seeing that Anxin, who usually has a poor crosshair, scored two goals, Hu Hansan, who was surprised, asked curiously.
An Xinyong said embarrassedly: "I dreamed of No. 8, it seems that I touched her face with my hand, and then it feels good." ”
Liangchen smiled evilly, and looked at him with the eyes that all men understand: "I don't think it's just with your hands...... ”
With a reassuring beginning, the unlucky one among several people also voted for one.
"Brother Liu, it's your turn." Looking at Xia Liu, who was a little absent-minded, Jian Nanchun reminded him.
"Oh! Is it my turn? I asked, and saw the affirmative expressions of a few people. Xia Liu, who walked to the penalty line, also threw up, and was the first to go in and out
, the second middle hoop. The long-awaited third one finally entered, which couldn't help but make him breathe a sigh of relief.
"Since there are two of them, let's rock-paper-scissors now! The winner goes, do you have an opinion? Jian Nanchun looked at the eldest and second child and asked.
At the sound of the referee, the two began the game. The first sentence was a draw, and Xia Liu won the second game.
Xia Liu, who secretly called unlucky, slowly walked to the court next door, looked at the girls who were training, and was a little embarrassed to ask.
"Hurry up, coward. You're a scoundrel, what are you afraid of? The sound not far away made Xia Liu's footsteps move again.
"Eight, I'm your fan, my name is Xia Liu. Can you give me your number? The loneliness of the long night comes with you, and everything is not so important. You are like the moon in the sky, and I am just a lake on the ground, I can only look at you from afar, and now I finally have a chance, I wonder if you can give me a chance? In order to complete the task, Xia Liu reluctantly sacrificed himself.
"Dirty? Isn't it shameless? The girl who was training on the side laughed.
The embarrassed Liuge had to explain again: "It's the summer of summer, the stream of hooligans." ”
"Xia Liu?" Seeing Xia Liu nodded, Wen Cuixia took his mobile phone and saved it as her own.
Xia Liu, who was hit by happiness, said goodbye to her in a daze and left.
"Sister Wen, something is wrong with you today! Ask you for a number not 1,000, but 800, right? You didn't give it, how did you figure it out today? Faced with the questions of several women, Wen Cuixia, who thought about it, said: "Just accept what you are entrusted with!" ”
"That's what I asked." Looking at the number on the mobile phone, a few unbelieving people looked at Xia Liu suspiciously, afraid that he would fool himself.
"I won't find out until later, because I don't know if it's true or not." A few people with questions played for a while, and then went to class.