Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

"Hey, will you come to watch my next match?" Song Pingqing looked at Murong Xue with clear eyes. "The seat you found last time was too far from me. I can find you a seat for the team to cheer on you."

Song Pingqing blinked: "In the backstage, the kind that can come in with me."

That's the team support position!

After Song Pingqing's invitation, Murong Xue became "reserved" and coughed lightly: "Do you really want me to go to the backstage?"

"Of course, I look so handsome on the court!"

Song Pingqing deeply felt that only because Murong Xue had seen his heroic appearance on the court many times would she not be easily attracted by the appearance of those scumbags.

To put it bluntly, you still have to watch more good-looking ones.

Murong Xue's expression was strange: "So narcissistic."

Although Murong Xue was right in thinking so in her heart, she still felt that Song Pingqing was a little thick-skinned when she said such words so openly.

"No, no, no, I'm not narcissistic. I'm confident."

“You are narcissistic.”

"Okay, then let's just say I'm narcissistic." Song Pingqing stretched out his arm and put it on Murong Xue's shoulder. "Then... Miss, do you want to go watch your narcissistic friend play basketball? Hmm?"

Murong Xue soon regretted it.

No one told her that there would be such loud cheers when she sat in the team cheering position.

This was Song Pingqing's fourth game and also his first game in the new team. Relying on the results accumulated from the first three games, he successfully got three positions in the cheering area for Murong Xue.

As usual, Shen Ci recorded the video and Wu Qiming took the photos.

After several games, Song Pingqing performed stably and gradually gained his own popularity. When the players were introduced, the call of "Pingqing Song" would be heard.

But Murong Xue's face didn't look very good.

She always felt uncomfortable when her treasures were seen by others.

Song Pingqing played until the last round before withdrawing from the selection.

The reason is simple: "I just want to have fun, so I won't compete with them for those career path places."

Mary Sue was very sorry to hear the news: "I thought we could be teammates in bigger competitions together."

"Song, you are a very talented person."

"I'm not interested in this, so I'd better not waste too much energy on it." Song Pingqing smiled calmly, "But I still wish you win the championship."

After spending such a long time together, Song Pingqing already knew that Mary Sue's family had many sports businesses.

"I hope we can be teammates again in the future." Mary Sue gave Song Pingqing a very stadium-style hug.

This whole scene fell into Murong Xue's eyes.

Murong Xue, who was already jealous of Song Pingqing's popularity, looked even uglier.

Song Pingqing looked at her.

What's wrong? Why are you so unhappy?

Thinking of his interaction with Mary Sue just now, Song Pingqing suddenly realized.

Is she feeling lost because no one gave her a hug?

So Song Pingqing decisively stretched out his hands to Murong Xue and said, "Come and give me a hug?"

The anger in Murong Xue's eyes froze for a moment. She never expected Song Pingqing to react like this.

"Huh? Don't you want a hug?" Song Pingqing looked slightly puzzled.

"You're all sweaty and dirty." Murong Xue's face was full of disgust.

There are many things that are hard to say to someone you have a crush on.

Murong Xue actually felt disgusted because Song Pingqing had just hugged someone else.

Even if this kind of hug is common on the court, it won’t work!

Murong Xue's possessiveness reached its peak at this moment.

Song Pingqing was completely unaware and just smiled and said, "Yes, our eldest daughter is a germaphobe. Wait until I take a shower before coming over."

Murong Xue turned her face away to prevent Song Pingqing from seeing her even uglier expression.

Song Pingqing thought she agreed, so he turned around and ran to the locker room to take a shower.

"This damn broken stone." Murong Xue gritted her teeth.

Song Ping came out of the shower, but did not see Murong Xue outside the passage.

Instead, Shen Ci was standing at the exit of the passage waiting for her: "Xue'er went back first, saying that she had something urgent to deal with."

"Oh, she is quite busy at work." Song Pingqing didn't think about it at all.

Shen Ci hummed, thinking: This look is like showing it to a blind man.

"It's not a good thing to be so busy all the time..."

Seeing that the cherry blossoms outside were already showing signs of withering, Song Pingqing suddenly had an idea and got in the car and said to the driver, "Let's go to the Chinese supermarket."

I have been busy with competitions recently. I finally have some free time. I have to make something delicious to reward the young lady who came to watch my competition despite being so busy.

Although Murong Xue only watched five of the ten games, for her, she had already done her best to squeeze out time.

After all, even the Murong family's overseas team did not allow the boss to come and watch the game in person.

Song Pingqing made sakura milk tea, transparent sakura pudding and a few slices of sakura shrimp cakes, and went to knock on the door of Murong Xue's single study room.

It took a long while for the door to open. Murong Xue still had an impatient look on her face: "What are you doing?"

What are you doing? What are you doing?

She's been angry for three hours, and now you come to comfort her?

It's too late! Murong Xue is not happy!

"I heard from Shen Ci that you are very busy at work." Song Pingqing gestured to Murong Xue to lower her head and look at the things on the tray, "So I made something fun to help you relax."

Murong Xue glanced down and almost sneered out loud.

After all this time, she really didn't know anything and thought she was just busy with work.

But things made from cherry blossoms...are quite fragrant.

How could Song Pingqing not see that Murong Xue was excited about the food? Just as he was about to say something to coax her to eat, he heard Murong Xue's arrogant voice:

"You want to get rid of me with just this little thing?"

Oh, there is not enough emotion.

Song Pingqing smiled helplessly: "What else do you want? Hmm?"

Murong Xue cursed in her heart: What do you want me to do? It is obviously you who should have the final say.

"I want to eat those street food."

"What do you want to eat?" Song Pingqing did not refuse.

Murong Xue immediately started reading the menu: "Hmm... grilled fish hot pot, fried chicken rack, fried skewers, oden..."

"Stop." Seeing that she was about to continue talking, Song Pingqing immediately interrupted her, "Can you finish eating so much?"

It would have been fine if Murong Xue hadn't said anything, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she made the most troublesome request to Song Pingqing, which was to make Song Pingqing stay in the kitchen obediently for two days.

Many of those things need to be processed and pickled in advance.

Adding the time needed to buy ingredients, Song Pingqing will not have any free time for at least two days.

What Murong Xue wanted was that Song Pingqing had no energy to chat with others.

Especially that Mary Sue!

She doesn't even want to say it!