coax me

Meng Xianyu was soothed by Ji Yiran's kiss, and when she was sitting alone in the seat, she played with the hat on her hand with her fingers, and she didn't feel bored.

Just as he was thinking about his own thoughts, suddenly the headlights of the venue were turned on with a click.

The whole space was brightly illuminated by the light, Meng Xianyu's sight was not blocked by the light, and he was finally able to see the whole scene clearly.

Beside him is a row of seats built around the large court in the middle.

A pedestrian aisle is set up every fifteen or six seats, and behind it is a closed door, which is estimated to be the exit and player channel, and downward is the door into the stadium.

Meng Xian said to himself, what are Ji Yiran and the others going to play?

He was so distracted, thinking that Ji Yiran would take him with him, he would lose his mind at all.

He was a little annoyed that he had too much trust in Ji Yiran, and he slandered Ji Yiran for being irresponsible, and he didn't know to introduce him in advance.

He looked around and saw that no one was coming in, so he got off his seat and walked down the steps to the edge of the court surrounded by fences.

The court in the middle was a cold rectangle. As soon as Meng Xianyu approached, he felt a burst of cold air rushing to his face. He stared carefully at the ground, and it turned out to be thick ice.

It's just that the ice surface has been maintained and covered with a layer of cold water, and now it has re-formed new ice, which looks as smooth as a mirror, very flat.

Meng Xianyu didn't expect Ji Yiran and the others to rent such a big and formal venue when they came out to play.

He usually likes to watch sports. Although his favorite is football, he is not ignorant of other sports.

Just as they were wondering whether they were going to play ice hockey or curling, they saw that the door on the upper level of the steps outside the arena was pushed open, and a group of people lined up and filed out from inside.

The head man was tall, wearing a bulky white military uniform and protective gear, without a helmet, and was talking to the people behind him. Meng Xianyu recognized him as Ji Yiran at a glance, and immediately reached out and waved to him.

"Ji Yiran!"

Meng Xianyu put his hands next to his mouth and shouted at him.

Ji Yiran was still chatting and joking with people, and upon hearing this, he looked in his direction.

The lights at the scene were pouring down from the top of his head, and Meng Xianyu noticed that Ji Yiran's hair had been completely pulled up by him, revealing a smooth forehead.

Under the illumination of the light, Ji Yiran has deep eyebrows, a straight nose, and a smile on his nicely lined lips, handsome and sexy.

Meng Xianyu stared blankly at the sight, his heart trembled, and he returned a smile to Ji Yiran in a daze.

Unexpectedly, seeing his appearance, Ji Yiran threw everything in his hands to his teammates and walked towards him.

Ji Yiran was wearing heavy protective gear and couldn't walk flexibly. Meng Xianyu took the initiative to meet him and reached out to hug him.

At this time, Meng Xianyu couldn't care less about other people's eyes.

Ji Yiran gave him a hug, stretched out his hand to pat his back, and let him go.

But now Meng Xianyu likes his appearance so much, he refuses to let go, saying: "You guys play ice hockey, is there only one team?

What position do you play? "

Probably not the goalkeeper, Meng Xianyu added in his heart, Ji Yiran is not like the kind of person who is willing to stay behind to protect everyone.

Ji Yiran was slightly surprised when he saw that Meng Xianyu knew about ice hockey.

However, ice hockey is unpopular in China, but it is also an official event of the Winter Olympics. Anyone who has watched the Olympics will know a little bit.

"I'm playing left winger. Later, you sit on the side with protection, don't lie down on the railing to see?"

Ji Yiran touched his face and instructed.

Meng Xianyu nodded obediently. He knew ice hockey was dangerous, and he didn't want Ji Yiran to worry about him on the court, so he said, "I will cheer for you!"

Ji Yiran showed a natural smile, kissed his face, and said, "Got it, I will bring you to learn how to play next time."

When his teammates entered the field, Li Chi called him at the entrance: "Okay, everyone is watching, can you stop being so sticky! Old Ji, you can't do it, just leave the field, and find someone who can do it!"

The others burst out laughing, Ji Yiran's expression remained the same, he came here to play, Meng Xianyu came here for the first time, he took care of him and there was no problem at all, only Li Chi was looking for trouble.

He stopped talking, and finally reached out and squeezed Meng Xianyu's shoulder, telling him to sit in the auditorium.

Meng Xianyu waited for him to leave, then patted her hot cheek embarrassingly.

He also heard what Li Chi said, and felt that Ji Yiran was ashamed by his undignified behavior.

However, when Ji Yiran and the others really competed in the competition, Meng Xianyu was in no mood to think about other things and devoted himself to the competition.

Ji Yiran and his team were dressed in white hockey uniforms, with their back numbers and their names printed on the backs of each of them.

The other team came in from another entrance, wearing black uniforms.

Meng Xianyu didn't know each other, but everyone didn't look too big.

The players of the two teams seemed to know each other, and they gave each other a high-five as they entered the court.

A game of ice hockey has a total of 10 minutes, divided into three games, each 10 minutes.

The referees are on both sides of the field, watching everyone's movements, so it is not so easy for someone to make small moves.

After the referee's whistle sounded, the friendly atmosphere between the two teams before the game suddenly shattered.

Ice hockey is a game of speed and strength, and the smell of gunpowder is particularly strong. If a forward wants to rush into the opponent's penalty area with the ball, he must at least break through the defense of two defenders.

Slightly inattentive, the guard rushed towards him quickly, knocking him directly on the ice for a long distance.

Meng Xianyu's heart was hanging on Ji Yiran, when he charged with the ball, he excitedly stood up from his seat, his fists clenched tightly.

Ji Yiran was interrupted from dribbling the ball and knocked to the ground by the defender. Meng Xianyu wanted to pounce on the transparent protection to see if Ji Yiran was okay.

After one game, Meng Xianyu felt that he was more tired than playing in person. In the end, Ji Yiran and his team won the game with a narrow score. In the end, he was dragged up by other people and was taken away from the court.

When Ji Yiran walked out of the court, Meng Xianyu was the first to rush over to help him.

Ji Yiran took off his helmet, his black hair was drenched with sweat, and fell down in pieces. The thin sweat soaked his eyebrows and eyelashes, making his eyebrows clear, and his whole person had an unusual sharpness.

"Fortunately, I'm not that tired, help me hold the helmet."

Ji Yiran stuffed his helmet to Meng Xianyu.

Meng Xianyu took it in a hurry, watching Ji Yiran bend down to take off his shoe knife with star eyes.

The atmosphere was just right, and suddenly a person next to him stepped in, looked at Meng Xianyu with a smile, and said, "The cheering was so loud just now, you like our Brother Ji so much."

Without waiting for Meng Xianyu to speak, he teased Ji Yiran again, saying: "I'm talking about Lao Ji, but if he shouts twice at the end, you'll be as anxious as anything, and you must win us! It's like eating explosives, it's really good. !"

Hearing these words, Meng Xianyu felt a little out of breath, Meng Xianyu slightly raised his eyes and looked at the person's back number, it was indeed the black team player who was the last ball passed.

Seemingly aware of Meng Xianyu's gaze, the man jumped up and looked at Meng Xianyu as if he had been stabbed, and said, "What are you looking at?"

Meng Xianyu opened his eyes wide, with an innocent expression on his face. He looked at Ji Yiran, then at him, and stretched out three fingers.

"you!"

The other party was so angry that he wanted to hit him.

Meng Xianyu was mocking him for being passed by Ji Yiran in the last minute, and it was a shame for Ji Yiran to go through the defensive line with a goal and score three points!Ji Yiran was made to laugh out loud by Meng Xianyu's actions, he stretched out his hand to hug Meng Xianyu to his side, and said to the man: "Okay, can't afford to lose?

Let's go. "

The man hummed, glared at Meng Xianyu, then turned and left.

After he left, Meng Xianyu and Ji Yiran walked towards the exit side by side, before he asked in a low voice: "Who is he?

Did I just say something wrong? "

Don't really be Ji Yiran's good friend.

Ji Yiran wanted to laugh, shook his head and said, "You didn't say anything, who can you offend?

Is your throat sore, come here and let me have a look. "

Meng Xianyu leaned over and opened his mouth wide for him to check.

Seeing that his tonsils were a little red, Ji Yiran pinched the tip of his nose punitively, and said, "That's true, I let you watch the game, but in the end I heard you shouting at the side all the time."

Still calling his name all the time, Ji Yiran muttered.

His tone was reprimanded rather than favored.

Meng Xianyu laughed straight after hearing this, covered his nose, avoided his hands, and said, "This is the first time I've seen a scene, and you're the striker again, so of course I'm excited."

Watching the game live, the immersive feeling is completely different from that in front of the TV. Besides, he really watched it.

Ji Yiran said in his heart, others have brought girlfriends and boyfriends over to see them, and they have never seen one or two who disregarded their image like you and yelled.

A friend even asked him, Meng Xianyu was like this in private, it really didn't look like the one on TV, it was too lively.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Meng Xianyu's face, thinking what else could Meng Xianyu be like on TV?

Sensing Ji Yiran's gaze, Meng Xianyu also raised his head to meet his gaze.

He yelled too seriously before, his emotions fluctuated violently, his cheeks were rosy, his eyes were clear, and his eyes were full of Ji Yiran's face, as if nothing else could fit except him.

Facing these eyes, Ji Yiran's heart suddenly beat inexplicably, and at this moment, Meng Xianyu also bent his eyes and tilted his head to smile at him.

Ji Yiran once again felt the feeling of being unable to move his eyes away when he saw Meng Xianyu for the first time, but last time, his heartbeat had never been so chaotic.

There is only one thought in his mind: grass, so cute.

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