Forced into a flash marriage, the cold-faced CEO asks for kisses every day

Lin Jianyang looked at Sheng as jade as air, and she spared him a glance. He took Jiang Yun to the table and pushed Jiang Yun to a white audience seat next to Zhou Wu with a slight force of his arm. "We will probably play for more than an hour, you can do whatever you want."

He looked at Zhou Wu again and said gently, "I leave her to you, Ah Wu. Take good care of her."

Zhou Wu smiled and nodded.

Jiang Yun watched the interaction between them curiously. Are they familiar with each other?

After settling her down, Lin Jianyang straightened up and looked expressionlessly at the man in green with a provocative smile in front of him.

The two men looked at each other, and their silence seemed to be filled with fire.

The scene that had been frozen for a long time suddenly moved. Sheng Ruyu turned around and took out something from the bag on the side, and threw it in the direction of Lin Jianyang without any scruples. Lin Jianyang had sharp eyes and quick hands, and he caught it firmly in his hand. He shook it off and it turned out to be a light blue sports headband.

It actually matched the color of the sportswear he was used to.

He raised his eyes to look at Sheng Ruyu, who was smiling, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Sheng Ruyu raised her head and looked at him sideways, and sneered, "Huh, what? You forgot, but I didn't. I agreed to give you a strip as punishment when we lost last time. I won't deliberately act like that because it's been too long. It never happened."

Looking back on the last time we played together, it was indeed more than half a year ago. It's hard for him to remember.

He has been busy during this period and has neglected to take care of his hair, which is now a little long. Tennis is a sport that tests physical strength and strength, and it is inevitable to sweat while playing. As soon as you sweat, your hair will hang down to your forehead and temples, which will seriously affect your vision.

A faint smile appeared on Lin Jianyang's face. He held up the light blue headband and shook it at him, playing with it, "I'm willing to admit defeat. I have nothing to say about Mr. Sheng's quality."

Sheng Ruyu snorted, smiled and looked away.

Lin Jianyang first gathered all the hair on the top of his head, adjusted the length of the sports headband in front of his eyes, tied a knot flexibly with his hands behind his head, and then smoothed it up to make the headband just stuck between his forehead. .

Before, he was just a casual person who seemed to be doing simple exercises. Now that he is here, he looks a bit like a professional tennis player.

Two men with completely opposite styles left no unnecessary words. They divided into two groups, each walking towards the two ends of the court with steady steps. They took out the rackets, tennis balls and water in their backpacks and started to warm up.

Jiang Yun was sitting in the audience, looking at these two men quite strangely. One is playful and the other is indifferent, just like a certain popular lyric goes, one is like summer and the other is like winter.

How did two men with such completely different personalities come together? Ah, how did we become friends?

Zhou Wu seemed to see the doubt in Jiang Yun's eyes. She smiled slightly and explained softly, "The three of us have been classmates for many years. Sheng Ruyu is the one in green clothes. She likes to drag Lin Jianyang to skip meals and play ball when she has nothing to do. But she can't beat him every time, and she always I was caught taking the lead and criticized by the dean, and I felt unbalanced."

And what about this origin? Jiang Yun covered her mouth and laughed. So it turns out that these two "generals" were so rebellious when they were young? It’s still the kind of person you don’t know until you fight.

Zhou Wu rested his chin on the handle of the audience chair, looked at the stadium, and said with a smile, "They competed from junior high school to college. In the end, Jian Yang applied to Warton for graduate school, and Sheng Ruyu's father was anxious for him to take over the family business. property, they refused to allow him to go abroad. His mother was ill at that time, and he could not continue to rebel, so he had to stay in the country obediently, and he was even more unconvinced. "

Jiang Yun thought thoughtfully, "So you want to ask him out to play ball, have a showdown, and vent your anger?"

"No. It's just that President Lin Da is much busier than him. It would be nice to see him once every ten times. He loses every time, which makes him even more angry, haha!"

Zhou Wu teased her husband mercilessly without saving him any face in front of outsiders.

Infected by Zhou Wu's cheerful laughter, Jiang Yun couldn't help but grin.

She looked at Zhou Wu's bulging belly curiously, "How old are you? It looks like we are about the same month."

"It's the twentieth week now, how about you?"

Isn't that similar to her? !

"I'll be twenty weeks next week, what a coincidence! Then we'll probably unload the goods around the same time."

"Really? Then they are all Capricorn babies. You can just call me A Wu, noon's Wu, because I broke out of my shell at noon. Can I call you Yunyun?"

"Of course. Ah Wu, you maintain your figure really well. Wearing such slim-fitting clothes only shows a little bit of your belly. It seems like you don't have any fat on your body."

"No, I have gained a lot of weight, just because I was thinner before. What about you? How many pounds have you gained now?"

The two women exchanged words with each other, and neither of them were difficult people to get along with. They chatted happily together for a few words, completely ignoring their husbands who were watching the fight at both ends of the court, let alone cheering them on.

The audience was laughing and joking, but things were changing on the court, and a fierce fight was going on.

The two men on both sides of the court, one on the left and one on the right, looked solemn, and their eyes were fixed on the small fluorescent green ball flying back and forth on the court like eagle eyes.

You make a sharp angle, I'll cut with my backhand. You press straight, and I respond with a forehand. You hit the ball hard, I release the ball lightly. The back and forth confrontation can be described as tense and intense.

The jade-green body is extremely flexible, like a hare good at long-distance running. Lin Jianyang, who is dressed in blue, is full of strength, shuttles back and forth like a cheetah, hitting the ball at tricky angles time and time again. The fluorescent green tennis ball flies back and forth on the court, like a cannonball flying in the sky, and its impact cannot be underestimated.

There is no referee on the court, an automatic scoring system is adopted, and electronic referees are used to report out-of-bounds information, so there is no outside interference.

The two women chatted comfortably for more than an hour, and the two men fought fiercely for more than an hour.

The scoreboard in the field suddenly sounded a burst of cheerful and melodious music.

Jiang Yun heard the sound and looked up. The electronic screen directly opposite showed that Player A defeated Player B with a score of 6:4, 4:6, 6:1 and successfully won the one-hour three-game match. Seventeen minutes of tennis. Jiang Yun knew a little about the rules of tennis. Such a score showed that one of the players was basically exhausted in the last set and could not keep up with the opponent's rhythm.

The two men were holding racquets in their hands, chatting face to face across the court in the center of the court. The man in blue played with the racket in his hand without moving at all. However, the man in green always came closer to whisper to him, and even patted his shoulder a few times. His face was blurry, but he could tell that he was very excited.

So, who among them is the winning Player A?