So, He Jing realized that she didn't like men, and she wasn't an iron tree that didn't bloom, it was because the old man who was older than herself wasn't fragrant enough!

It wasn't Hening's first international game, but it was the most important game of his career, as all eyes were on him.

Time difference at home and abroad, at this time at two o'clock in the middle of the night in City A, it was still daytime on his side, and fans from all over the world sat in the audience and pulled banners and shouted, but there was no banner of his support.

He is still unknown internationally, even though he has no rivals in the same position at home.

At the beginning of the game, He Ning lost the opportunity because of his lack of height, and his teammates were not as fast as the enemy, which led to a disadvantage and allowed the opponent to score first.

The director cut the replay, first giving the camera to the jubilant foreign players, and then to the face of the losing He Ning.

He Ning, who was sweating, pursed his thin lips, his eyelashes were thick and long, he looked extremely calm, and he didn't blame himself for losing the ball first, but after strenuous exercise, not only did he not blush, but his skin became more and more fair.

His pupils were a clear brown in the light, and the sweat beads on the tip of his nose were like dew.

He Ning suddenly glanced at the camera, and He Jing was directly attacked by the crit of this god-level beauty and was almost fainted.

Yan Hanxi, who was feeding strawberries, suddenly noticed that He Jing was short of breath, and raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

"Woo woo, the second brother is really handsome!"

He Jing couldn't eat He Ning's face more, this man was charming and loved.

Yan Hanxi felt that he had heard something amazing, and pinched He Jing's face: "Let me ask, you are biological, right?"

He Jing didn't want to turn his head and give him a blank look: "Of course, your brain is funny."

「……」

Oh, it's biological.

Yan Hanxi's mood got better again, and he seriously analyzed the type and playing style of the players with He Jing, as well as blindly guessed the probability of winning or losing.

He Jing didn't listen at all: "Scored, scored, second brother scored, second brother, I love it!"

At this moment, no one can be more redundant than Yan Hanxi.

He felt like the tweeter who was disturbing others watching a movie, and his heart was shut up.

After a while, He Ning scored again, and he seized the opportunity to shout before He Jing could speak: "Beautiful! The second brother is awesome! Second brother, I love it!"

He Jing's face was indescribable, and he sneered hard: "...... Yan Han taunted you to shut up, what did you shout at me!"

Yan Hanxi blinked innocently: "I can't help it."

"This is my second brother!"

"What's yours is mine."

……

After a long time, the two couldn't bother to quarrel anymore, because the game had come to a white-hot stage, and He Ning's team was only one point away from the enemy team, and the enemy just happened to be penalized by a goal, as long as He Ning scored a goal, the game was won.

He Jing was so nervous that her heart almost jumped out of her throat, and she pinched Yan Hanxi's arm fiercely, Yan Hanxi held her in her arms, squinted and slowly ate a strawberry.

He Ning hit!

The whole bedroom was silent, and after three seconds, He Jing jumped up from the bed, bumped into the small wooden table full of snacks, and hugged Yan Hanxi-

"Won, win, second brother won."

The corners of Yan Hanxi's mouth curled up and lifted her up: "That's right, the second brother won."

He Jing was inexplicably shy: "Wait, you put me down."

Who's going to lift it high!