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date="2021-10-19"

title="49.Chapter 49"

weight="141074"

series = ["My Ex-Boyfriend Became My Current Teammate"]

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When Qiao Yan pushed the door back to the SVG team lounge, he saw Li Zhongchen in the corner at a glance.

The rest of the people dragged away their seats and watched the game on the nearby screen. Only the portrait of Li Zhongchen was confined to the low and narrow table, with his back bent. Lazily lying on his stomach.

This is the normal state of Li Zhongchen when he is silent.

He stayed silent and watched the game attentively, his cold facial features and a sense of temperament were completely natural.

"..." Qiao Yan pulled his thoughts away from what he had just experienced, his eyebrows drooping slightly.

The AC Loft team and the HBT team are playing exciting.

No one was watching attentively, but when Qiao Yan approached, Li Zhongchen suddenly reached for his waist. Without even looking back, he knew it was him.

"Why have been there for so long," Li Zhongchen said in a low voice, pressing Qiao Yan to sit on his lap with his hands.

Qiao Yan lied: "It's repairing, I went to another floor."

There were no loopholes in this explanation, and as expected, Li Zhongchen only gave a silent "um".

However, the invitation was still there, and Qiao Yan was not embarrassed.

He sat sideways on Li Zhongchen's lap, sitting docilely, letting his waist be wrapped around his arms, and then his hands were not honestly inserted into his clothes.

"..." Qiao Yan was still afraid of being seen by his teammates, "Don't touch it."

Li Zhongchen's palms are strong and wide, rubbing back and forth on the back of his back and spine.

Xu Shi was too close, and the subtle changes between each other were infinitely magnified. Li Zhongchen could feel the other's body trembling. He greedily stuck his face between Qiao Yan's arms: "Just touch it for a while. How hard."

Their voices are low and magnetic, and only the two of them can listen to these conversations.

The roots of Qiao Yang's legs were weak. After the incident last night, he had forgotten the three chapters of the original appointment. He changed a comfortable posture: "I... want to ask you a question."

"What's the problem." Li Zhongchen turned his face to look at him blankly.

Qiao Yan hooked the back of his neck and said nothing.

However, what happened quickly in his mind was the conversation between Yu Wen and himself.

But where could Li Zhongchen think so much, he thought that Qiao Yan's appearance was trying to refuse and welcome.

The more icy and spotless, the more can't wait to get him dirty.

What's more, with this face, Li Zhongchen seduce himself unscrupulously, making Li Zhongchen inevitably hold his arms tighter, and his heart softens: "Baby ask, I won't look at it yet."

The other's eyes were shining, which made Qiao lost for a moment.

But in the end, Qiao Yan just rubbed his ear cartilage with two fingers, rubbed his hair like a kitten, and smiled inexplicably, "Forget it, it's not an important issue."

And more than ten minutes ago.

Yu Wen closed the bathroom door, just like this in his opening remark.

"It's not an important question. I don't know whether to ask the answer or not." Yu Wen smiled gloomily, "but didn't this happen by chance? I still want to listen to it in person, I don't think you can Mind if I take up these few minutes."

The biggest characteristic of Yu Wen is the scar from unknown origin on the end of his eyes.

He claimed to have been fighting with others when he was a teenager, and he was almost blind. As for this person, he did not shy away from smiling and hiding a knife in his smile.

As for this ill-intentioned interception, Qiao Yan couldn't give a good face: "What do you want to ask."

"Don't be nervous, I just want to ask you," Yu Wen paused, "How come you are in love to such a degree? You don't look like it."

Yu Wen is immersed in unilateral self-entertainment.

The irony is full of meaning, hit the nail on the head, and the implication is not just mocking Qiao Yan's terrible performance with AC.

Qiao Yan squinted his eyes and raised his chin slightly, his brow bones felt his usual sense of loneliness and alienation.

"This thin neck and thin arms look thinner than our Ronaldinho. If I put a little effort," Yu Wen was disgusted with Qiao Yang's current expression, "It can be broken for you, aren't you afraid? "

Yu Wen wiped a bitter sneer at the corner of his mouth, which was more permeating than the cold wind outside the window.

And Qiao Yan was unmoved, always holding an attitude of not arrogant or impetuous towards Wen, but it happened that he couldn't help laughing out because of this sentence.

"What are you laughing at." Yu Wen mocked and looked at him.

Qiao Yan answered politely: "I'm afraid of your fairy jumping. After walking out of this door, I said I put a laxative in your mouth."

Yu Wen was stunned, and then burst into a burst of laughter.

He seemed to have heard some kind of joke from the century, shaking his head and clapping his hands, praised: "You still like to tell cold jokes. Could it be that Echo will eat yours? But if I speak, I would really break it. I can't blame you, no, diarrhea can get worse?"

At the moment, closer and closer footsteps came from outside the door.

But the footsteps just passed by, after a few seconds, and then hurried away, it seems that this conversation will not be disturbed by anyone coming in.

Qiao Yan didn't want to talk any more nonsense. He glanced at Yu Wen hastily, with limited patience: "Just say what you have in mind. If you delay your team's game, I'll feel sorry for it."

Yu Wen raised his eyebrows: "It's not the purpose, but I really disdain to do it to fix your tricks. I just played a game. The bloody rhythm like you and Echo is really unnecessary."

"I have been in Europe for so many years, and I never expected that I would join the circle once in China. I have added a frame at all levels. There are always so many little girls who talk and talk, how boring."

Qiao Yan's voice was cold: "I remember when I played against your fans in Germany two years ago, I seemed to have a grievance with your fans."

Yu Wen maintained an arrogant and unpretentious attitude.

He put his hands in his pockets, and his posture was extremely casual and sloppy. If the girl standing on the opposite side was a girl, everyone would think he was playing a hooligan.

Yu Wen smiled and said, "Unexpectedly, you still remember it clearly, but you probably didn't expect that incident would have a big impact on me."

Qiao Yan asked back: "How old? Can Yu Shen remember his enemies to the present?"

Yu Wen didn't hide it: "You can even hear about my grudges, then I really lose face."

After that, Qiao Yan did not answer the conversation. A person like Yu Wen had never been in contact with him in his life.

But he has friends who study psychology. Whether in terms of behavior or conversation, Yu Wen is like a hidden paranoid mental actor, with a strong self-centered concept, subjective and easily agitated.

"I don't want to settle the account with you, I can't tell you clearly in the past few minutes," Yu Wentongren was full of resentment, "Boss Qin really loves you and warns me not to provoke you. What has been criticized by the outside world? I still owe you something."

"...Of course I want to tell the truth, as a boss, you can do whatever you want. Those of us who work at the bottom really don't have the right to speak."

The subtext is: You Qiao Yan are so capable, so awesome.

Qiao Yan's face was cold and icy: "I can't control others, but I have a clear conscience."

"Then talk about other things, you and Echo have been good for many years? Tsk, how did he soak you, I thought you belonged to the one who can't eat the fireworks, who knows that the lick is like this, or Say he has done a lot of work in bed? It took us out of Qiao's soul," Yu Wen gave a fatal blow, "Hey, Ronaldinho won't be like that when he matches me with his feet."

Qiao Yan disapproved of his insults: "I chased him."

This made Yu Wen never expected.

His expression after a moment of stagnation did not seem to be pretending, and it took a long time before he said: "Then...I was really surprised."

Qiao Yan said coldly, "So you came here to explain to me that you didn't do the small movements around this month, right."

The sound of running water flows through the water pipe.

Qiao Yan really didn't want to wait for the heavy smell of disinfectant in the bathroom, and he always frowned slightly.

In Yu Wen's words: "You are quite able to grasp the key points, I really do not rarely do these things."

"I didn't get bad grades when I was studying, and you should appreciate Li Zhongchen, of course, just as an adversary on the battlefield, so..." Qiao Yan said slowly, "Knowing that I was with him, I poke your wounds again."

"Tsk, how come everyone likes you, the whole world is around you," Yu Wen answered, "The first assaultman in the national service, it sounds really damn good, it seems that he is just a face dog? There are waves of sorrowful operations, and a long experience."

Yu Wen opened the chatterbox and couldn't stop for an instant.

"It's really not good to generalize for what purpose I returned to China, don't be naive."

"But at least speaking with the results of the competition, everyone knows that it is the grandson who can't afford to lose. The most damn thing in this circle is the final trophy."

"In addition, the people who want to toss you can have nothing to do with me. If you have anything in the future, don't take me to play, you know kids."

Qiao Yan seemed to be given a lecture.

He saw the blue veins bursting on Yu Wen's neck, and he was afraid that the other party didn't say so much, "I haven't finished talking, are there any more?"

"Also? Because of you, Lao Tzu was scolded for beating a fake match, and being scolded for selling his life to the white ghosts of Europe. You are the only one who wins glory for the country and enters Europe from your homeland."

Yu Wen broke off his knuckles and made a crisp sound: "But I wonder if you should be an American, which way to win glory for the country."

Qiao Yan could hear that Yu Wen's sentence hit the spot, and he had complained for a long time.

His shallow eyelids lifted: "The good things your teammates have done in Europe have nothing to do with me."

"Forget it, I won't talk to you about this. You'd better not be affected by the next thing. The term "love brain" is really not derogatory to me," Yu Wen pretended to be serious, "Don't In the end, it made me too easy to win, how unpleasant."

"..." Qiao Yan was keenly aware of what, "What's next?"

"Are you stupid or smart? No, you and Echo's brother are almost half a catastrophe. As expected, falling in love makes people demented."

Qiao Yan didn't even know what he was talking about.

Qiao Yan is the most annoying of this kind of person, who clearly knows the ins and outs, but sells them to you.

"There is only so much I can say," Yu Wen smiled sullenly at the corner of Yu Wen's mouth. "The materials that cost a lot of money and contacts can be sent to the front to let you know, what is the good thing about pie in the sky? "

"You don't need to tell me." Qiao Yan was inexplicably blocking the fire, wishing to shake his hand and leave.

"Okay, I'll see you on the court next, I'll let you go after I finish talking," Yu Wen opened the door backhand and saw him off, "Let Yao Tong of your team stay away from Xiao Luo. He can't provoke Luo Yuji. ."

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