It's past four o'clock in the morning, the darkest time of the day.

In the apartment, in addition to the warm orange standing lamp next to the sofa in the living room, the TV screen is also on.

Wang Heng and Pei Ningle sat side by side on the sofa, watching the green field on TV. The game has begun, and the noise created by the fans at the scene is certainly not to be underestimated, but Wang Heng turned down the volume of the TV so as not to disturb the three girls who were sleeping upstairs.

"Isn't the Bashi team very strong?" After looking at it for a few minutes, Pei Ningle suddenly asked.

Wang Heng nodded: "That's right, it's quite strong." ”

Pei Ningle: "But I feel that the two sides seem to be a little evenly matched......

"You don't feel wrong, Colodí is also very strong, Real Madrid and Barcelona have the main midfielders."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Heng suddenly realized that something was wrong. In his impression, Rakitic of the Kolodi team is in the club of Barcelona. The question is, is Rakitic going to Barcelona at this point in time?

Wang Heng silently took out his mobile phone to check, and sure enough, Rakitic is currently in the midst of transfer rumors, and until this time he was still a player of Saiwei Club. Fortunately, Pei Ningle doesn't know anything about these things in football, at least this time he doesn't have to worry about revealing his stuffing.

Just when Wang Heng was secretly rejoicing and admonishing himself to be cautious in his words and deeds in the future, there was a sudden change on the green field. I saw the Kolodi team launch an attack, a cross from the side, and the defenders of the Bashi team sent the ball into the gate in a panic.

"It's a goal, it's Marcelo's own goal!"

Listening to the commentator's suddenly high-pitched voice, Pei Ningle was a little puzzled.

The girl pushed the arm of the person next to her and asked, "Is it okay to touch the door yourself?" ”

Wang Heng nodded: "Of course, this is not against the rules." ”

Pei Ningle: "Didn't you say that the Bashi team is very strong?" Why do you let the opponent score? ”

Wang Heng: "The charm of football lies in uncertainty. No one knows what the outcome will be before the game, and the weaker side can take the lead or even win the game. ”

"Is it possible for the weaker ones to win......" Pei Ningle muttered, turning his head to look upstairs. Han Yixuan, Ye Xun and Lu Qi are still sleeping there.

In terms of force, Ye Xun is undoubtedly the strongest; From the perspective of the scheming city, Han Yixuan and Lu Qi are obviously stronger. But the weak side is not without a chance to win, come on!

Pei Ningle thought secretly, and peeked at Wang Heng's side face again.

At this time, Wang Heng stared at the TV screen, seemingly concentrating on enjoying the game.

In the slightly dimly lit room, the light from the TV screen and the light from the standing lamp are intertwined on his face, and the reflection is particularly handsome and three-dimensional. Especially when he focused on watching the game, his expressionless cold appearance made Pei Ningle's eyes straighten.

What the girl saw in her eyes was not only Wang Heng at this time, but also the smiling face that helped her in the most difficult time. The warmth of the memory, superimposed on the cold face at this time, is particularly attractive.

Pei Ningle quietly moved towards him, and then again, until the arms of the two were almost together, and then turned around slightly, holding his breath, and getting closer and closer......

Wang Heng was still looking at the TV, not squinting, but he was already a little panicked in his heart.

He could see the girl's movements in his spare eye, and the question was, how should he deal with it? Pushing it away directly, it doesn't make sense at all to put it on a 19-year-old boy, and the rejection is too blunt, and it's a forbidden option.

At this time, the Bashi team on TV launched a new round of attack, Neymar's breakthrough cross from the side was blocked, and outside the penalty area, Oscar shot angrily.

Wang Heng suddenly shook forward and waved his arm: "Good ball...... Alas, alas. ”

I saw the goalkeeper of the Colodi team save the shot of the Bashi team.

After a second, Wang Heng seemed to have just noticed something, and turned his head to look at Pei Ningle.

The girl had retracted into place, her hands on her lap like a schoolboy, and her little face was flushed.

Just now, she almost kissed Wang Heng's face, but it didn't matter, although she didn't touch her cheek in the end, she kissed it anyway...... Ear.

No loss, no loss, no loss.

And Wang Heng didn't seem to be aware of it, still staring at the TV to watch the game, and he was secretly happy in his heart. At Pei Ningle's moment just now, he didn't know what he wanted to do. If you kiss your face, it's fine, but if you touch your mouth, it's a big problem. And when I shook suddenly, although I still touched it, the parts that were more inconsequential than my face were much less meaningful.

After kissing once, Pei Ningle obviously settled down a lot, and no longer tried to sneak attack, but just peeked at him from time to time......

Suddenly, the commentary on the TV became high-pitched again: "Neymar, left-footed shot, beautiful!" The ball bounces from the inside of the goalpost into the net, sticks to the ground, and is theoretically a dead end! ”

Pei Ningle couldn't help but be surprised: "Scored again?" ”

Wang Heng smiled and said, "Yes, Bashi equalized." ”

It's right to equalize, you must know that this one he bought but Bashi won, and there is no room for loss.

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When the whistle blew at the end of the first half, Pei Ningle couldn't help but yawn.

Wang Heng glanced at her and said, "If you are sleepy, you can go up and sleep." ”

The girl shook her head: "It's okay, don't sleep." ”

Of course, she actually wanted to say that if she really fell asleep, then she would definitely prefer to sleep on this sofa than to go back to the bed where only other girls lived.

Suddenly, Pei Ningle noticed the schoolbag beside Wang Heng, and his curiosity rose again - when Wang Heng first arrived a few hours ago, he saw that he was carrying a schoolbag and pretending to be heavy, and the girl was a little curious. At this time, I couldn't help but ask:

"What's in your bag?"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Heng's face showed a slight mysterious smile: "Do you want to know?" Brother showed you a baby? ”

Pei Ningle blinked: "Okay, brother, show me." ”

Wang Heng unzipped his schoolbag and took out a hamster cage.

"Ah, that's it!" The girl looked surprised.

I want to know Wang Heng at the beginning because of this little gray hamster. During the most desperate period when he was kidnapped, except for Wang Heng, there was only this little thing. Later, when she was most confused, it was this hamster who came to report the news, and then she learned about Han Yixuan's existence - of course, for this, Pei Ningle still can't help but have doubts, wondering if her short-term memory is out of order.

But in any case, in her mind, this hamster is quite extraordinary after all.

Wang Heng opened the cage door and let the hamster crawl out.

Pei Ningle stretched out his hands, and then saw the little hamster obediently crawling onto her palm, shrunk into a ball, as if he was meditating and recuperating.

"It's fluffy, it's a little itchy...... the girl said with a laugh.

Wang Heng stared at the hamster silently, trying to see some different emotions from this guy's performance. But no matter how you look at it at the moment, it's just a well-behaved little pet.

There was no clue from the interaction between the hamster and the girl, Wang Heng felt that this small temptation was probably a failure, right?

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