Sprint: This champion is a bit weird

Chapter 105 Bubble (Daily)
  After seeing the female gangster get discouraged and leave, Wen Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly there was an itching feeling in the palm of his hand, and he turned around to see Elena looking at him with a smile.

"Although I can't understand Chinese, it's not difficult to guess this situation. She must be your suitor, right?"

"More like a gangster than a suitor."

After Wen Hao said this, he opened his door, and Elena naturally followed behind. They didn't let go of their hands until the door was closed.

Elena walked around the room curiously and found that except that it was a single room, it was no different from the room she lived in.

"Is that girl just now your teammate?"

"Yes, that's why I have such a headache. After all, you can't see me until you look up." Wen Hao handed over bottles of fruit oranges.

The hotel will provide the athletes with self-service drinking water and beverages every day, but the brands are fixed. Just like the Olympic Games two years later, the drinking water is ice dew and the beverages are orange juice.

As for athletes who want to change the taste, they have to spend their own money.

Elena took a sip of the fruit orange and found some fruit stuck to her lips, so she stuck out her pink tongue and licked it around. At the same time, she looked at Wen Hao with charming eyes, her expression was very seductive.

"It's a pity that she doesn't know that you don't like girls who stalk you, so she is destined to be unable to pursue you."

Wen Hao raised his eyebrows: "You're only half right. It's not that I don't like girls who stalk me, but the problem is that she's not pretty enough."

"Really? Then why did you reject me?" Elena pointed at herself, obviously very confident in her appearance.

Wen Hao suddenly fell silent.

Why reject Elena?
  It wasn't because she wasn't pretty enough, nor was it because of her overly "open" behavior when we first met.

The main reason was that Wen Hao had never heard of her in his previous life.

Based on this, he rejected Elena, and also based on this, he took the initiative and coaxed Emma into bed with a song.

"Since you don't hate girls who take the initiative," Elena moved closer to him: "Now, I've taken the initiative to come to your door again. Are you going to refuse this time?"

There was a nice fragrance on Elena's body. Wen Hao felt it carefully. It was the classic Miss Dio eau de toilette.

In fact, he prefers Flower Sweetheart, but this perfume will not be launched until 2008.

Luosang didn't observe carefully that time. After all, half of his eyes were on the deep ravine on Elena's chest that time. Now that he got closer, he realized that not only her facial features were exquisite, but her skin was also far more delicate than the average level in Europe and the United States. above.

"Actually, I'm very curious." Wen Hao asked seriously: "Do you really like me?"

"Of course!" Elena nodded without hesitation.

"Why? Before we met by chance in Lausanne, maybe I did appear in reports or something, but the media only mentioned me a few words in passing. I'm not a sports star. What do you like about me?"

"I like how handsome you are, can't you just fall in love at first sight?" Elena replied with a smile, "And I'm already a loyal fan of yours now."

Wen Hao laughed twice: "Now whenever I walk on the street, a girl will come up to me and ask for my autograph, saying that she is a loyal fan of mine."

"Yes! So isn't this a match?"

Elena took a step back, leaned against the window and kicked her calves as she recalled, "Did you know? After returning to Oslo from Lausanne, I spent a lot of time to collect information about your previous stay in China."

"Then I discovered that you are not only handsome and a talented athlete, but you are also such a great singer. Look!"

As Elena said, she unbuttoned the denim blouse on her upper body one by one.

Wen Hao originally thought that she was going to show off the turbulent white evil in the world to seduce him, but when he saw it, he was stunned.

Under the denim gown is a T-shirt that he is very familiar with, with five Chinese characters printed on it: [Chasing Dreams and Pure Heart].

"I like this song you sang so much! It is so passionate, and the melody and lyrics are filled with infinite passion and persistence."

"Especially after knowing that you composed the music and lyrics of this song yourself, I swear that even if I can't be your girlfriend, I will be your most loyal fan for the rest of my life!"

"what?"

Have you gained a foreign fan?
  Well, to be precise, it should be European fans.

After all, the song "Chasing Dreams" is also very popular in the Chinese circles in Southeast Asia. I heard that some overseas Chinese are planning to come to Yanjing to watch his game in a few days.

But this is the first time Wen Hao has seen someone like Elena fall into the trap after just listening to her Chinese single.

"Are you really my fan?"

"Otherwise?" Elena shook her body as she spoke, and waves surged under the T-shirt. "Do you think I bought this T-shirt specifically to pretend to be a fan so I can get closer to you?"

"forget it."

Wen Hao was not ready to go any further on this topic. Ever since he conquered Emma, ​​he felt that the hot flame deep in his heart was becoming more and more unstoppable.

He came to the window and put one hand on Elena's waist naturally. Seeing that she had no intention of refusing, the other hand followed suit.

Of course Elena would not refuse, otherwise she would not have made up her mind to wait in front of Wen Hao's door this late night.

She put her backhand around Wen Hao's strong waist, pressed her body against him, and directly showed him what it means to hit someone with the ball. Wen Hao couldn't help but compare Emma with her, and found that there was no comparison at all.

Emma's figure is undoubtedly defeated by Elena's, but her budding girlish shyness and coquettish habits are intoxicating.

As for Elena, her exquisite facial features and devilish figure are no less than those of Emma. She is as stunning as a Nordic elf in mythology.

After rejecting her once, Wen Hao felt that he was determined. If he rejected her again, he would doubt whether he was sick.

"Elena"

"Huh?" Elena responded: "How about it, do you like this feeling?"

"I like it," Wen Hao slid his hands down to the round S-shaped curve, "I have to say, your figure is really great."

Elena raised her hands and hugged Wen Hao's neck, leaned close to his ear and whispered softly: "If you like it, why did you reject me in Lausanne?"

"Because at that time, I didn't want to be a scumbag."

"Hmph!" Elena hammered him on the chest and said angrily: "So you have decided to be a scumbag now and are ready to play with my feelings?"

Wen Hao skipped the topic, reached out and pinched her lips twice: "I found that not only do you have a hot body, but your lips are also very sexy."

"Yeah, I'm also very satisfied with my lips." Elena stuck out her pink tongue and licked his fingers: "Want to taste it yourself?"

This sentence was so tempting, and he didn't know if it was because of the perfume. He just felt that the Nordic girl in his arms was full of charm, just like a freshly baked strawberry cake, which made people feel happy after smelling the fragrance. Can't help but want to take a bite.

Wen Hao slowly leaned forward and tasted the sexy red lips.

Soft, moist and plump, as smooth as jelly.

When Wen Hao wanted to go deeper, Elena pushed him away and said maliciously: "How do you feel? Compared with your girlfriend, am I better or is she better?"

Wen Hao raised his eyebrows: "I have two girlfriends, I don't know which one you are talking about?"

"." Elena was speechless for a moment.

After a while, she organized her words: "Are you really kidding me? I thought I was too bold and open, so you thought I was a bad girl."

"I'm not kidding, so you need to make a choice now." Wen Hao let go of Elena's body, looked at the time and said: "It's getting late. If you are not ready to stay, then please come back."

"So, you are just greedy for my body? Are you not ready to let me be your girlfriend at all?"

"No, who stipulates that you can only have one girlfriend? You can be my third girlfriend. A friendly reminder: your last one was Emma Watson."

Wen Hao tells the truth directly, and his main focus is to mix truth with lies.

"Walter? Do you think I will believe it?" Elena finally understood that Wen Hao simply didn't want to be responsible, and he really wanted to be a scumbag.

Emma Watson?
  Why didn't you say Scarlett Johansson?

"I finally understand what you are thinking now." Elena thought she had figured it out, so she took the initiative to lean forward, taking Wen Hao's hands and placing them on her perky buttocks.

"You don't have a girlfriend at all now. You just feel that you are still young, so you are not willing to give up the entire forest for a flower. Am I right?"

"If you think it's right, then it's right." Wen Hao was noncommittal.

Self-braining is the most deadly thing, girl.

"Okay, then I won't force you to be your girlfriend. Anyway, I have to go back to Norway after participating in the World Youth Championship. I may never have the opportunity to come to China again."

"You can sleep with me if you want, but at least from now until the end of the World Youth Championship, I want to be your girlfriend!"

"Okay, I promise you." Wen Hao was waiting for her words.

He has always been a man of action, so he immediately put his arm around Elena's shoulders and hugged her legs with the other.

This time, Elena had no resistance and allowed Wen Hao to hug her up, hook her neck around his neck, and offer her sexy red lips.

After taking only a few steps, Elena was already laid on the bed by Wen Hao.

Elena responded enthusiastically, and she knew very well that she would definitely have to commit herself here tonight, but she had no regrets.

She has naturally fantasized about romantic love stories since she was a child, but growing up in Norway, a Nordic country, she witnessed too many things that shattered her childhood fantasies.

Her parents' generation was relatively good, but her eldest sister used her tragic marriage experience of three failed marriages in five years to infect several peers in the family into non-marriage advocates.

Love and marriage are too early for her who is under 19 years old.

The only thing she wanted to do now was to spend some beautiful memories with the boy in front of her, the first boy she fell in love with as an adult.

Even if the final result of this memory is destined to be just a fragile bubble under the sun.

But at least she was happy until the bubble burst.

(End of this chapter)