Miranda, the protagonist of "Miranda", is a female man with a height of 183 centimeters, a burly figure, and an excellent appetite. She is often mistaken for "Mr.", but she still embraces a simple and pure childlike innocence, and is always able to
Discover the small happiness and joy in boring life.
Therefore, she will be clumsy and unable to do two things at once, and will have to ask others to "bear with it", which may even turn into a kind of prank; but after stumbling and stumbling to complete every little thing, she will find her smile again and be in a happy mood.
Say "How fun" even though life is still a mess.
This is also the reason why Pullan likes Miranda.
At this time, looking at Pu Lan who was sweating profusely, with red cheeks, slightly embarrassed but still bright-eyed and unyielding, Gawain was finally defeated.
The smile at the corner of his mouth slightly rose.
Gawain took the lighter from Pu Lan, and then motioned to the smoke alarm above his head, "I don't mind enduring it, but I'm not sure if the other guests on the floor are mentally prepared to be killed in their pajamas and swimming trunks.
We rushed to the hotel entrance to enjoy the afternoon sunbathing.”
Pu Lan, because he was too busy and too panicked, could not keep up with his thoughts for a while. His eyes shifted between Gawain and the fireworks twice before he realized what he was doing.
Divide out a large handful of fireworks and place them on the table next to you, leaving only two in front of you.
With a flick of Gawain's thumb, the lighter lit up and lit the fairy wand fireworks.
Puff puff.
Dots of sparks began to burn. In order to set off the atmosphere, Gawain raised his hand and turned off the corridor lights. There were only two jumping and bright sparks blooming in the entire dark room. Then Pu Lan could be heard saying something
Anxious voice——
"Quick! Quick, quick, quick!"
The fireworks burned a little fast, but her celebration was not over yet.
After thinking about it, he seemed to recall where he had just been. The two tennis balls on his head shook again because he raised his head in sudden realization. Such Pulan, in Gawain's eyes, looked cute no matter how he looked at it, a little clumsy, but wholehearted.
Focus on this matter.
And then--
Pulan started singing.
"The name of the champion!"
"Gawain!"
"The name of the champion!"
"Gawain!"
Pulan suddenly took a step forward, made a tactical sliding movement, closed the distance, and came to Gawain. That beautiful face deliberately came in front of Gawain, but stopped before the collision.
The voices range from small to loud, from whispers to loud shouts.
"Gawain. Gawain. Gawain Gawain."
"Gawain! Gawain! Gawain, Gawain, Gawain!"
Shouting, his hands began to beat the rhythm, and circled around Gawain——
The problem is that the space in the entrance corridor is really limited and cannot be used widely, so that Pulan and Gawain have to squeeze each other and bump into each other constantly.
The scene was once joyful.
Pu Lan was not affected at all and continued to sing unswervingly. His concentration was really admirable.
at last--
"Oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh..."
"we are the champion!"
"we are the champion!"
Snapped.
The fairy wand fireworks just finished burning, and the whole space fell into darkness again. It seemed that the whole world was quiet, but it became crowded because of the body temperature so close. The vision was completely lost, and the senses captured by hearing, touch and smell
Coming like a tidal wave.
Then--
Pulan moved close to Gawain's body and walked around in front of him. The touch of his arms seemed to be able to clearly feel the gentleness of the hairs brushing the surface of the skin. Goosebumps rushed out and his body temperature began to rise little by little.
It is transmitted along the skin with subtle touches.
Slowly approach the boiling point.
step.
Pu Lan took a step forward, compressing the distance between the two people, pushing out the cold air, and the entanglement of hugs and hugs. Then she stood on tiptoes, using her lips to find her lips, leaving a touch of softness on the softness.
It's hot, and the joy and joy between the eyebrows flow out like this.
In the darkness, Pulan whispered to Gawain's ear again,
"Congratulations! Champion!"
"Oh yeah yeah!"
The joy that bloomed from the inside out was even happier than Gawain.
Snapped.
Gawain turned on the entrance light again, and the warm light fell down, covering the two people. Their eyes met, and each other's faces were reflected in the pupils. The feeling of closeness slowly flowed in the narrow space, and it seemed that all
The light and atmosphere have evolved into warm currents, gurgling and flowing.
Slowly, happily, gently, happily, the sound of the heartbeat leaks a little bit of emotion, and the distance between the hearts is quietly disappearing.
Although Gawain had just guessed that Pulan might have prepared a surprise event——
With Pu Lan's character, he may not have watched the live broadcast of the game, but it is impossible for him to remain indifferent after seeing the score and results. It would be abnormal for the room to be completely blacked out.
This little bit of anomaly revealed Pulan's true intention in advance. In a flash, Gawain noticed something was wrong, but this seemed to ruin the surprise and make Pulan's hard work go to waste.
Is this really good?
Gawain was still hesitating whether he should pretend to be "scared", but then he saw Pulan's smile and couldn't help but laugh along with him.
"Such-Fun!"
Gawain also imitated the tone of "Miranda", raised his hands and shook them, cheering.
It has to be said that these mantras are very brainwashing. In the past few nights, Gawain watched the drama with Pulan, and those words came easily; moreover, there was no need to perform at all, they were automatically brought into the situation, and the comedy effect came naturally——
Anyone who understands understands.
However, Pulan was not fooled.
Pu Lan looked at Gawain carefully, and then found that Gawain was not as surprised or frightened as he imagined, and even his teasing had a sense of performance——
Unfortunately, Gawain is not suitable to be an actor.
Pullan showed a meaningful expression, "You know what? It's a good thing you became a professional tennis player, otherwise Hollywood would have lost an Oscar winner."
Is this...a rant?
Gawain's smile was slightly awkward.
Pu Lan immediately caught this stiffness and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Why, don't you like it?"
In his eyes, there was some anxiety about gains and losses.
The smile in Gawain's eyes grew stronger and he shook his head, "No, no, no, it's just a little unexpected. Your song selection...are you sure there is nothing wrong with it?"
Pulan:……
Pulan narrowed her eyes slightly. She immediately realized that Gawain had been "surprised", and immediately prepared to "surprise" him back. This guy always likes to play pranks and jokes.
Pulan said warily, "What, do you have any objections to the song selection?"
That tone was outrageous. If Gawain dared to express his opinion, his life might be at risk.
Gawain shook his head repeatedly, his survival instinct fully activated, but he still said seriously, "I'm just a little surprised that there is a generation gap between us."
Generation gap?
That serious look made Pu Lan's head covered with black lines, and his slightly narrowed eyes sent out a danger signal: Gawain is in danger.