Pulan was like a cheerleader, raising his hands in the air, clenching them into fists, cheering, deliberately keeping a certain distance from Gawain, and celebrating in a circle.
Then, at a glance, you can see Gawain's posture of "slightly opening his arms to prepare for a hug, but he froze in place and remained in an awkward state, refusing to let go. At the same time, his expression revealed a trace of disappointment and helplessness, and he quietly cast a sad look." No additional words were needed at all.
Can feel the status.
There was a smile in Pu Lan's eyes, but he deliberately pretended not to know, and looked at Gawain with wide eyes, showing confusion——
What's wrong?
Not only did Pu Lan not respond, but he also asked a question. As a result, Gawain stepped forward without saying a word. Actions were much more efficient than words.
"ah!"
Pulan didn't realize that Gawain was actually an activist who just did what he said, so he exclaimed, but if he thought about it seriously, it didn't seem surprising.
After all, the man in front of her, on the way from Mallorca to Monte Carlo, suddenly turned around and headed to Paris, appearing in front of her without warning, with a smile and an umbrella, and he didn't even give her any reaction or breath at all.
During the gap, she fell easily.
Pu Lan thought, she should fight back——
Therefore, not only did she not escape, but she also took the initiative to approach. Before Gawain could "imprison" him, Pulan had already stood on tiptoes, approached Gawain's cheek, and left a hot mark with the softness of his lips.
"whee!"
Taking a preemptive strike, the laughter deep in his throat surged happily. Pulan looked at Gawain who was slightly dazed, and winked at Gawain slyly.
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The smell of sweat is mixed with the smell of hormones.
Until oxygen is needed again.
Reluctantly, I distanced myself slightly.
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Pulan still couldn't bear to look away, and looked at the man in front of him carefully. The focused look in his eyes made Gawain feel a little uncomfortable.
"What's wrong? Didn't the soap bubbles get cleaned up?" Gawain touched his hair and joked with a little confusion in his eyes.
Pu Lan burst into laughter and shook his head, "No, it's the first time I saw your appearance after the game up close..."
The following words are automatically omitted, but they make people think about it. The expression, the tone, and the eyes quietly fill the unspoken blank.
Gawain didn't know what Pu Lan was thinking, but the picture in his mind might not be suitable for sharing.
A faint smile surged deep in his throat, and it seemed that he could catch a hint of hoarseness deep in his voice.
"Look at me?"
"Still looking at me?"
"Look at me again, I can't guarantee the consequences."
After a few words, Pu Lan's cheeks started to heat up slightly. He immediately understood that there was something in Gawain's words and changed the subject in a panic.
"What about the game? How does it feel?"
The clumsy and jerky way revealed Pu Lan's inner panic, which was really different from the generous and courageous Luo Luo we knew at the beginning.
"Chichi".
Gawain didn't answer, as if he could see through Pu Lan at a glance. He laughed cheerfully, but he didn't expose it and helped change the topic.
"What about you? Did your paper go well today?"
Pu Lan took a long breath and said, "It's not going well in the front, but there's no problem in the back."
Gawain gently raised his chin and didn't think much about it. Anyway, when writing papers or project reports, you will always encounter various situations.
But Pullan then said, "When I watched the opening, you fell behind as soon as you started. You were so nervous that you couldn't breathe. Even though I believed you could turn the situation around, I just couldn't relax."
"Later you gradually adapt to the rhythm, everything will be fine, and the paper will go much more smoothly."
Gawain was stunned, "Why didn't I know that you can write a paper while watching the game? Is this a special skill?"
Those teasing words made Pu Lan blush slightly, and muttered like a mosquito, "Only occasionally. Occasionally!"
Gawain didn't say anything, just looked at Pulan quietly.
Pu Lan's eyes widened, "What? Do you have any objections?"
Gawain immediately raised his hands and surrendered, "Don't dare, don't dare, how dare you have an opinion. I just want to say, isn't your paper due date soon? You should concentrate on writing the paper, otherwise your family will know
If you delayed your graduation because of a man, wouldn't this affect my image?"
The amount of information is a bit large.
Pulan looked at Gawain for a while and immediately realized that this guy was joking again.
He rolled his eyes, and the corners of his mouth that could not help but slightly raised were lowered again.
"So I need to concentrate on writing my paper tonight, and nothing can interrupt me."
Gawain was stunned, "Nothing can be done?"
Pu Lan nodded seriously, "Yes, there are no exceptions."
Gawain let out a cry and beat his chest, "When can you finish writing this paper? Hurry! Speed up!"
The depressed expression on his face made Pu Lan laugh happily.
Smiling, Pulan stared at Gawain quietly. She knew that with Gawain's intelligence, she must have noticed that she was joking, but Gawain still cooperated with the performance. This quiet caring and gentleness moisturized everything.
The silent expression of care and love made Pu Lan slightly in a daze.
She likes him.
So crazy and so hot.
"What's wrong?" Gawain noticed Pu Lan's silence and silent gaze, and he thought he might have said something wrong.
Pu Lan suddenly came back to his senses, and then realized that his thoughts must not be seen through, and his eyes became panicked again.
Pullan changed the subject anxiously, "I'm serious, isn't today your first clay court match? How do you feel?"
Gawain:???
What is this and what is it? Is the topic change too abrupt?
"Are you serious?" Gawain thought he knew Pulan well enough, but in the blink of an eye, he couldn't help but sigh, "Don't guess what a girl is thinking."
Pu Lan nodded repeatedly, "Of course, of course."
At the same time, Pulan gave a hint with his eyes: Please answer, please answer seriously, okay? Please.
Gawain could see the pleading in Pu Lan's eyes, and the smile in the depths of his pupils became deeper, but this time, he did not continue to embarrass Pu Lan.
It is not impossible to forcefully change the subject.