Reborn on top of football

That night, when Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian were watching TV and chatting together upstairs after dinner, Wang Ai gave the camera to Xu Qinglian, sneaking around and expressing her thoughts: Eighteen changes in women's colleges, not now. Leave a picture, and it will be difficult to remember the present appearance in the future.

Xu Qinglian nodded with a smile, took the camera with one hand, and secretly placed the other on Wang Ai's waist.

Wang Ai was still eloquently eloquent: "Our body shape will change a lot during puberty. Boys are a little bit worse, but girls have a big change. If you don't take a picture of yourself now, you will definitely not remember it in the future." The way you are now, when the time comes, there is no place to find regret medicine. I bought it for you specially. Don’t worry, you can secretly take pictures in the bathroom or room alone, and I promise not to look at them! By the way, the clothes will not ...Aww!"

Wang Ai suddenly jumped up from the sofa, flicked his clothes, and a big bluish patch appeared on his waist!

Xu Qinglian withdrew her hand and said nothing with a sullen face.

Wang Ai was dancing, tongue-tied, speechless under Xu Qinglian's gaze, and fled in a hurry.But Wang Ai, who was not reconciled, ran to the door and replied: "There is a memory card behind that camera. I bought ten of them. You can connect it to the computer or not. After you take the photo, hide the memory card. I will definitely see it." No, really, trust me..."

Before Wang Ai finished speaking, Xu Qinglian, who had become angry from embarrassment, finally broke out. Tissue boxes, sofa cushions, and hairpins flew over one after another.Wang Ai had no choice but to close the door and run away.

Xu Qinglian in the room closed the door with a snort, lowered her head and picked up the thrown things one by one, returned to the sofa and sat down, got up and closed the curtains, and turned to face the mirror on the wall: refreshing short hair, delicate Facial features, slender figure and slightly undulating curves.The little genius turned such a big corner, isn't he just praising his good-looking body?He dared to express this meaning, very bold, but he was also very timid. He wanted to look at his body again, but he didn't have the courage to express this idea.

Thinking of this, Xu Qinglian casually fell back on the big soft bed, looked up at the chandelier on the ceiling, and giggled.Immediately, he stood up and fiddled with the camera in front of the manual.

When eating breakfast the next day, Wang Ai was still a little afraid to look at Xu Qinglian, Xu Qinglian and Ai Xiaoqing were talking while eating.

After dinner, Ai Xiaoqing went to work. When Wang Ai was reading documents in the room, she heard footsteps. Xu Qinglian entered Wang Ai’s room and sat beside Wang Ai. here, but I don't want to show you."

After finishing speaking, Xu Qinglian got up to leave, but was pulled back by Wang Ai.

Wang Ai put one arm around Xu Qinglian's shoulder, half closed his eyes, enjoying the tranquility and beauty of this moment, and also enjoying the care and temptation of the immature goddess.

Wang Ai believed that even if he really went to see it, Xu Qinglian would not say anything, and even the future would still belong to him, because Wang Ai knew that Xu Qinglian liked her.If you don't like it, why is it so easy to follow him to Liaoyang alone?How can it be so easy to live in Wang Ai's house?How could it be so easy to spend Wang Ai's money?How can it be so easy to work hard to integrate into Wang Ai's life?

Wang Ai didn't criticize himself either, it was just the restlessness of youth.

"One day I will definitely watch it," said Xu Jiu Wang Ai, "but at that time, I hope it will be the two of us watching it together."

Xu Qinglian understood Wang Ai's words, smiled on her face, and nodded.

"By the way." Wang Ai's bad taste broke out on time, "Since I saw yours, do you want to see mine? It's different from your body."

Xu Qinglian gritted her teeth and bumped her head into Wang Ai's face.

Wang Ai covered her face and yelled ouch, Xu Qinglian stood up: "Hmph, I thought you had a thick skin!"

He went out dignifiedly and gracefully, and after closing the door, he hurriedly rubbed his forehead, it hurt so much, this guy still has a thick skin.

During the winter vacation, Wang Ai met Ma Dong and other old high school players who were also at home on time. Since the Idiot Cup has been held for three times, there has never been a player like Ma Dong in the second and third Idiot Cup. He is a super shooter, so Ma Dong's impression in the hearts of Liaoyang citizens has not weakened much, so he knows many fans of other schools of the same age.Every time I come back from vacation, except for an old high school team to get together and play a teaching game with the new school team led by Coach Zhang