And after that, in the eyes of outsiders, the relationship between the two was noticeably better.

But think about it, although Xiao Er doesn't necessarily need Qinghui to save him, the little girl was the first to come out to help him, and I acted for him with the appearance of covering you.

So it's okay to be closer.

No one thinks there's anything wrong with the two of them getting more tired.

Qinghui also felt that the other party was becoming more and more clingy, and it was just some small actions in private before, but now it is obviously on the bright side.

As for the next games of the SYJ team, teams from other countries no longer dare to take it lightly.

I was blinded by Qinghui's luck before, and when I put this prejudice aside, I found out - the luck of riding a horse, this chasing you and pressing you to beat you, and you can't beat it back, if it's all luck, then it's really hell.

So in the doubtful life of a group of people, everyone just watched the SYJ team sing all the way, and they reached the finals.

The last race was against last year's champion.

The other party is not the team of country Q, and it is friendly to country Z.

Because this time, the SYJ team is either the first in the world or the second in the world, so the country has already boiled.

In the huge venue, most of the people who rushed from home to abroad were waiting to see the final game.

On the field, Xiao Er routinely walked behind Qinghui.

Everyone obviously saw that Xiao Er didn't bother to pay attention to the noisy people behind him, so he took the initiative to step forward from time to time, not knowing what he was saying to Qinghui.

Then everyone watched Xiao Er raise his hand, take Qinghui's hand, gently pinch it back and forth, and massage Qinghui.

Before the start of the game, Qinghui, who had always been a little lazy, yawned lazily, looked like a natural little one, and stuffed his other little paw into his hand.

Anyway, he pressed it comfortably.

Qianca: Well, congratulations to Lord Mingyue, in addition to the gold medal in the small black house with a stove meal ticket, there is a new role.

The two teams stood on either side of the field, and because it was the finals of the global competition, the opening posture was much brighter than the final of the national competition.

The global live broadcast, all the small actions of the two teams are watched by countless pairs of eyes.

"Ahhh ’

'Although the cub saved you, but the captain, you are too affectionate, right?' Squeeze your hands? I want to pinch the cub's hand too!! ’

Every time I feel like I've hit the real sugar, it's really sweet, and I eat it too much! I want to knock real sugar!! ’

"Upstairs be a little restrained, don't make any more mess for Shen and Huimei, when everyone inside and outside the circle was scolding Huimei, it really hurt me to death." ’

Of course, these crazy confessions of the barrage, Qinghui and Xiao Er naturally don't know.

When the time came, the big clock of the venue rang.

The two teams stepped forward and stood opposite each other.

Both sides are strong teams, and the momentum of the other party is stronger, compared to Qinghui's side, Qinghui, as the C position in the team, has just become an adult, and she looks like a white and tender little girl, and her face is decadent, lazy and lazy.

But inexplicably he didn't lose momentum.