My long stream is you

Chapter 545 Hello Coach (42)

"So what about becoming a faint king for you, you can afford it."

He was like this when she first started comatose, and the team members have long been used to it.

Mo Xi smiled and blinked, "So I'm a demon concubine."

Zuo Ci wrapped her little hands, her figure was imprinted in his eyes, and his voice was solemn, "No, you are my queen."

When Zuo Ci focused on looking at Mo Xi, she was the only one in the eyes of the lazy peach blossoms in the past. This feeling was so charming that it could stop the heartbeat.

What kind of person is the most charming, many people think it is the time of work, but Mo Xi thinks it is the time of change.

Change is the most difficult thing in the world, and the essential change is even more shocking. Mo Xi has always thought so.

Those eyes of hers could never but be enchanted by sublimated souls.

The good looks on the outside are nothing but a sigh of emotion, but like now, those eyes are no longer leisurely and lazy, full of care and seriousness for her, as if she is the only one in the world who is put in his eyes.

She was put on the tip of his heart.

In just a few short months.

Thinking of the time when those planes met him earlier, Mo Xi felt an unspeakable sweetness in his heart.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at his watch on the table.

"The World Cup is coming, so that's the list we're ready to hand in."

"Yeah." Zuo Ci took the watch over and handed it to her. She saw the names on it that didn't belong to the team at a glance, and heard him say, "This is the last match. I want to play with you."

Mo Xi paused, his face softened.

"Did you tell the team?"

Originally, Zuo Ci was afraid that she would disagree, so he deliberately brought the list over, but when he heard her say that, he was pleasantly surprised.

"You agree!"

"I have to mention it anyway." Mo Xi smiled and looked at the list, "But you wrote Ji Moxi, a woman was parachuted, and they might blow it up."

Zuo Ci snorted, "These things don't need their approval, the coach has agreed, and they dare to say no."

Mo Xi laughed dumbfounded and let him go.

As Mo Xi thought, when the team members knew the list, they were shocked. However, unlike what she thought, this group of men deserved to be men, and their first reaction was to ask where this girl came from and whether she was married.

Except for Cong Ying, no one reacted and doubted the girl's strength.

This scene is so joyful.

Mo Xi probably understood why they were relieved.

The person who the coach and the captain agreed to was naturally not bad. After all, it was the World Cup, and no one thought that the top two would take this as a joke.

Seeing this group of people asking about Mo Xi, Zuo Ci enjoyed it very much, and immediately told Mo Xi that except for the last game, she was not allowed to play in the previous games.

Mo Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, anyway, when he filled it out, he wrote the reserve players, so he let him.

In fact, Mo Xi was not the only reserve team member, but also other people transferred from the club, in order to prevent the shortage of manpower caused by unexpected accidents.

But even if the number of people changed from seven to eleven, Mo Xi was still the only woman in the room.

"coach."

On the plane, Cong Ying took advantage of Zuo Ci's absence and came to the vicinity of Mo Xi.

"That Ji Moxi, how much do you know?"

Mo Xi looked at his former fiancé and raised his head, "I'm from the Ji family. How much do you think I know."

Congying pursed her lips, "Did she use power to suppress others and asked the club to stuff her in?"

He hadn't seen anyone for so long, and he almost forgot the existence of this person. Who knew that this guy would not give up, and even joined his World Cup team.

(End of this chapter)