The goddess of the hundred stars

Chapter 90
Ye Luochen also stood beside Qi Ye, and patted Qi Bai's head with a smile, "Okay, Ah Bai, we all believe that you can do it."

It's okay without everyone's comfort, the more harmonious and warm everyone comforts Qi Bai, the more Qi Bai cries.

I don't know if there is grievance or guilt hidden in these tears.

"Okay, the live broadcast will be live in a while. If you have the energy to train for a while, it will end on time at eleven o'clock. The time for the game is getting closer and closer. I hope everyone can make the most comprehensive preparations to face our game."

Qi Ye said with a faint smile.

Lan Shu looked at Qi Ye, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going home, where else can I go?" Qi Ye glanced at Lan Shu, turned and walked out.

Lan Shu patted Qi Bai's shoulder, "Go and wash your face, wait for me to come back to practice."

After speaking, he chased Qi Ye down the stairs like the wind, and finally caught up with Qi Ye at the door of the apartment.

Qi Ye listened to the footsteps behind him, and looked at the panting Lan Shu with puzzled eyes.

"What are you doing? You still have something to do with me?"

Lan Shu stood still, exhaled heavily, and walked to Qi Ye's side.

"It's okay, I'll accompany you back."

Qi Ye patted Lan Shu's neck with a backhand, "Is the training not busy enough, or do you not want to win the championship? Do you have to waste time on me?"

She looked at Lan Shu and frowned slightly, thinking that she had hit him too hard and hurt him.

But I didn't expect to see him directly grabbing my hanging hand and holding it in my hand.

"Hands are so cold, I'll help you warm them up." Lan Shu said lightly, but no matter what, she couldn't restrain the joy of holding her hand. Even though she tried her best to restrain it, the corners of her lips still couldn't help but rise slightly .

Qi Ye felt the temperature in Lan Shu's palm instantly enveloping his palm, and the warmth spread slowly along the palm of his hand to his body.

She instinctively pulled out her palm, but he held it too tightly.

"Did I whip you?" Qi Ye frowned and struggled to break free as he walked.

Lan Shu smiled faintly, "You will be flexible when I warm your hand and beat me."

Listening to Lan Shu's words, Qi Ye's beautiful eyes were slightly startled, and then he glanced in another direction with some embarrassment.

I don't know whether the slightly puffed cheeks were reddened by the cold winter wind, or warmed by the temperature of Lan Shu's palm.

She muttered softly, "I really don't know what to say about you."

Lan Shu held her hand tightly like this, feeling the hand that was a little stiff from the cold gradually softened.

With complacency on his face, he said softly, "You don't need to say anything, this moment is the most beautiful."

Qi Ye turned his face away from looking at Lan Shu, but Lan Shu's eyes remained glued to Qi Ye's face.

The street lamp caught cold with the numerous snowflakes, illuminating the texture of the snowflakes crystal clear.

Accompanied by the sound of them stepping on the snow, it seems that a lyrical and warm song is playing in their unique space.

The two walked slowly from the dormitory to Qi Ye's residence on the opposite floor.

Lan Shu opened the door of Qi Ye's apartment with his hands, and Qi Ye vigorously shook his hand that was tightly held by Lan Shu.

"Also, still not loose?"

Although it was the domineering attitude she was still accustomed to, Lan Shu heard the coquettishness of a shy girl.

Qi Ye frowned slightly, and shook his brows twice to see Lan Shu kept smiling and looking at him, "If you don't let go, I won't be polite! Isn't it enough to take advantage of it? Is it too big?!"

(End of this chapter)