The strongest winger

Chapter 22 The Beauty Under the Sky
Seeing the left hand of Ai Luo's former blond beauty walking slowly, Andy's face, which was originally a mess, seemed to turn into coal in an instant.

Did he not know Sharapova, the beautiful tennis girl?

This level of knowing girls is too high, right?

When the two came to the table, Ai Luo winked and kicked the little black man, but the strength was well controlled, and then he turned sideways with a smile and let Sharapova sit in it first, and then sat up.

"Little black man, are you convinced?" Ai Luo sat opposite Sharapova, looking at the little black man's ashen face, and asked happily.

"Take it, bro—" the little black man looked at the big bottle of foreign wine, and really wanted to cry.

"Then—this bottle of wine..." Ai Luo picked up the bottle of foreign wine on the table, pretended to look left and right, then raised his head after a while, and said slowly in a joking tone: "Hey, what do you think?"

"What do you think--" Andy was about to cry.

The little black man seemed aggrieved, with his head turned high and his big mouth curled up. Sharapova and Jennifer Gersey both laughed when they saw it.

"Huh? Are you really Maria Sharapova??" Jennifer Gersey finally saw the blonde beauty sitting with Ai Luo, and asked in surprise.

"Um—can I say no?" Sharapova showed her girlish side, raised her head to look at Jennifer Gersey, smiled mischievously, and then said casually: "I didn't expect that I am quite famous in this city."

"You're so humorous, haha." Jennifer Gersey also smiled, then took out a pen and a notebook from her bag, and put them in front of Sharapova, revealing two dimples, and said with a smile, "Can you sign my name? I'm your fan!"

"Oh? Really??" Although she was only 17 years old and had already won the WTA Finals for the first time, she still hadn't had time to enjoy the feeling of being an idol, which was a bit surprising.

"Of course it's true! Ever since you won your first WTA championship in the final of the Japan Open last year, I swear that I will always be your fan!" Jennifer Gesey recalled the scene where Sharapova reversed Serena Williams to win the championship last year, and said it very excitedly.

The little black man sitting next to Jennifer Gersey also said helpfully: "Jennifer's room is full of your posters!" Then he thought of something, and added with a twist of his mouth: "Even the bathroom has your posters posted."

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Andy's words made the other three laugh.

"Is it so funny?" Andy rubbed the back of his head, "Why don't I think so?"

Hahaha

The three of them burst into laughter again.

Ai Luo burst into tears from laughing, and really wanted to say: Andy, you are so funny, does your family know?

Afterwards, the four drank a glass of wine, and Sharapova also signed her name on Jennifer Gersey's notebook, and was about to write some blessings, but found that she didn't know Jennifer Gersey's name, and just about to ask for her name, Ai Luo hugged her.

Ai Luo looked at the little black Andy who didn't want to drink the bottle of foreign wine at all, shook his head slightly, then pointed to the little black Andy and introduced: "Oh-my head, I'm sorry, Maria, I forgot to introduce you-the mighty, 'handsome' guy in front of me is called Andy, who is the teammate I just told you, and the one next to him is his girlfriend Jennifer Gersey-" The beauty smiled, then pointed to the little black man and continued, "But he has a very easy-going nickname, do you know that?"

Sharapova shook her head, looked at Andy with contempt, and said in a joking tone: "I used to call him Little Negro, but today I gave him a new nickname——Small—."

Ai Luo was dumbfounded, and forgot to stop it. The 65-degree foreign wine is not a joke!It wasn't until the ecstatic 'hiccup' at the end that Ai Luo was brought back to reality.

Turning sideways, he said to Sharapova with an unusually serious expression: "Little man!" At the same time, he did not forget to give Andy a high thumbs up.

Ruthless people don't come around very often, but there are a lot today!
With the passage of time, the stamina of foreign wine gradually became prominent. In just 10 minutes, Jennifer Gesey helped the little black Andy to the toilet and vomited three times, a little bit of the rhythm of Xuanmai chewing gum --- couldn't stop at all.

Relying on his excellent physical fitness, the little black man became much better after vomiting three times. Ai Luo looked at the time and saw that it was almost 11:30, so he got up and called the waiter. After paying the bill, he stretched out his hand to pick up Sharapova, and at the same time said to the little black Andy, "It's 11:30, now it's time to go to watch the fireworks show."

Looking at Andy who was still a little stumbling under the support of Jennifer Gesey, he smiled wryly and said, "Hey, is it okay——if not, I will send you to the hotel to rest." After speaking, he let go of Sharapova's hand, intending to carry the little black Andy on his back.

"Men can't say no! This is what you said—Ai" the little black man's tone was unusually firm, but his feet didn't listen, and fell to the ground as soon as they softened.

"Let me come - Jennifer" Ai Luo volunteered to hold the little black man on his back and set off for the hotel across the corner.
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"Sir, how many rooms are open?" Seeing Ai Luo carrying a person on his back and two beautiful women with their own characteristics behind him, he asked politely.

Ai Luo turned around to face the flushed Sharapova and asked with a smile: "Hey, honey—the beauty asked us how many rooms we will open, you can make up your mind—"

A 17-year-old girl is thin-skinned, this Ai Luo is really a beast!
"It's really hot in here! Jennifer, let's go out and have a shower." Sharapova, who was very speechless, gave a coquettish look, turned and walked towards the hotel entrance.

Ai Luo smiled unscrupulously, turned around and said to the beautiful woman at the front desk of the hotel: "Two rooms, thank you!"

At the same time, he didn't forget to mutter: "I've asked for your opinion. If you don't say it, it means you have two rooms."

"Show me your ID, please—thank you."

Hearing Ai Luo's muttering, the beautiful receptionist who opened the room for them almost couldn't help laughing. Ai Luo couldn't help teasing the beautiful receptionist who looked at the beautiful receptionist who wanted to laugh but didn't.

The beauty at the front desk was speechless, but looked at Ai Luo with strange eyes.

Of course, the beauty at the front desk was very professional and did not forget the work at hand, and quickly handed over two room cards with a smile.

Afterwards, Ai Luo sent Andy to the room, kicked Andy, and asked if he wanted to go to the square to watch the fireworks, and Andy just said "Don't disturb me" in a daze, turned sideways, and snored.

Then I asked Jennifer Gersey again, asking if she would like to go to the square to watch the fireworks together, Jennifer.Gesey refused with a smile, saying that she would take care of little black Andy.

What a virtuous woman.

The two people who were happy in their hearts expressed regret at the same time.

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"laugh--"

"Boom————"

Although the twelve o'clock bell in the square has not yet sounded, many impatient people have already started to set off fireworks. Two people walk in the square hand in hand. Occasionally, some people show envious expressions, but soon they will shake their heads, but Ai Luo will still smile politely.

Sharapova is a little bit taller than Ai Luo, but her shoulders are about the same width. It seems a bit incongruous to walk with Ai Luo who is a little thinner, but neither of them noticed this.

After a while, Sharapova seemed to have made up her mind, she stepped forward with her long legs, stood in front of Ai Luo, looked at Ai Luo affectionately, and asked, "Uh, little bitch, do you like me?"

Being asked so suddenly, Ai Luo was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon put her arms around Sharapova's small waist, looked at the affectionate and silent Sharapova, and replied very gently: "I like it!"

But my heart is very calm, anyway, it is not love.

Boom-boom-boom--
The bell in the square rang exactly at twelve o'clock.

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The colorful fireworks bloomed all over the sky, and that scene was really beautiful, so many couples took this as the background to take a photo.

"Merry Christmas!"

Every couple embracing in the square is talking to each other.

Sharapova also fantasized when she was a child that her Prince Charming would hug her on Christmas Day, under the beautiful fireworks blooming in the sky, and then say to herself: "I like you!"

"Little bitch, say you like me." Sharapova looked affectionately at Ai Luo in front of her, her brows were slightly frowned, and her tone seemed to be pleading.

"Beautiful lady, I like you!" How could Ai Luo, who had been in love for many years, not know what Sharapova wanted to write?Very cooperatively said to Sharapova.

Countless lovers around the two have embraced in this romantic atmosphere.

The fireworks are still blooming, and the bell is still ringing.

Intoxicated by the romantic atmosphere, Sharapova also hugged Ai Luo like the female compatriots next to her.

Looking at the beautiful lady in front of her, Ai Luo loosened her arms around her waist naturally, wrapped her arms around Sharapova's back, and said affectionately: "Merry Christmas."

"You too, Merry Christmas!"

Fireworks are blooming under the sky

And under the blooming fireworks, there are couples embracing each other

It was a beautiful scene.

(End of this chapter)