Mist

It's not that the two have never done any tricks before. For example, in the bookstore, Song Qinglan was overwhelmed with an overwhelming victory in a short period of time during the monsoon rains.

But during the monsoon rains, it seemed that he had forgotten what happened at that time. Not only did she challenge Song Qinglan in front of everyone, she also had a natural look, with calmness written on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, and she seemed to be winning.

Such behavior during the rainy season is undoubtedly a provocation for Song Qinglan.

Song Qinglan tucked her eyebrows in anger: "I won't let you."

During the rainy season, I learned the words of Duan Wen: "I don't need you to let me, I also want to fight the strong."

The provocation is even stronger.

As a result, everyone in the audience stopped to persuade and started to booze.

"Oh!!"

Song Qinglan really didn't want to fight with the rainy season, but he didn't say anything, and lifted his chin: "Come on."

Both were barefoot, hovering slightly.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and even the teammates in the audience were silent.

It seems that they are more concerned about whether Song Qinglan will take action during the rainy season than the challenge itself. Judging from the usual relationship between the two, it is almost impossible.

Song Qinglan is a bit tigerish, but he won't be able to attack the consultant Ji.

Moreover, in the monsoon season, Song Qinglan can't actually take a few punches.

Sure enough, Song Qinglan didn't take the initiative to attack at all.

It is said that he will not let the monsoon rains, but compared to the fierceness of facing his teammates, he now has an attitude of indulging his opponents.

After a short while, his expression shrank during the monsoon rain, and he threw a fierce right fist.

I saw Song Qinglan holding her chest and tucking her abdomen, her center of gravity quickly shifted back, and her right hand was used to defuse this punch during the monsoon rain. But what everyone did not expect was that they did not retreat during the monsoon rains. They switched to elbows in the blink of an eye and hit Song Qinglan's chest severely, before grabbing her wrists and exerting force, "Bang——"

Song Qinglan was thrown over her shoulder mercilessly during the monsoon rain, and fell heavily into the boxing ring!

"Hmm!" Song Qinglan snorted, and her body quickly bounced.

The two confronted again.

In the rainy season, he hooked his palm again, and it was not difficult to see a trace of pride in his beautiful eyes.

This set of moves exceeded everyone's expectations, and immediately applauded and whistled.

"Wow!! The consultant season is awesome!!"

"Oh!!!"

If the enemy doesn't move, I move.

During the monsoon rains, this guideline was thoroughly implemented, regardless of whether Song Qinglan wanted to let him or not, in short, he attacked fiercely with a few straight fists in a row. But Song Qinglan's reaction was extremely fast. As long as he wanted to, he would hardly be touched during the rainy season as a rival.

Fighting one block at a time, the dazzling action has already fought dozens of times in the blink of an eye!

Every time a punch was blocked by Song Qinglan, his forearms and fists during the monsoon rains were like hitting an iron plate, and they could not hurt the enemy but instead hurt themselves.

During the monsoon rain, I changed my strategy, turned around and swept the legs after a punch-everyone squeezed a cold sweat. This trick has been used before, and I must be held in the monsoon rain! Sure enough, Song Qinglan grabbed her calf during the monsoon rain and pulled back.

and many more!

Practice Jiu-Jitsu during the rainy season, and this is the moment you're waiting for!

I saw him in this posture, and the moment his body rubbed the floor, he exerted force on his waist, turned over Song Qinglan's back in an extremely soft posture, and stuck Song Qinglan's neck firmly!

"Hold!!!"

"Fuck him, **** him, **** him!"

The two fought close to each other.

When Song Qinglan hit the ground during the rainy season, she almost vomited blood and loosened her hands and the two separated.

"Counselor Ji." Song Qinglan was uncomfortable, sweat dripping down her eyelashes, "Are you serious?!"

"Of course it's true," said Monsoon. "This is respecting the opponent."

Song Qinglan curled her lips.

The next level of excitement far exceeded the imagination of his teammates, Song Qinglan finally faced the opponent squarely, taking the initiative for the first time. Sweeping her legs, pushing her elbows, and splitting her fists, Song Qinglan almost couldn't react when the monsoon rains were fast, and she lost every step of the way. Song Qinglan's attacks were heavy and fierce, and even if she was agile during the monsoon rains, she couldn't make two or two strokes before such an absolute suppression. Every time she could be wiped on the verge of being beaten.

The situation is reversed, and the monsoons cannot be passive, but they can only find opportunities to fight back. The jiu-jitsu he has learned is rolling and entangled. Once he finds a chance, he can stick Song Qinglan firmly, but Song Qinglan doesn't give him such a chance.

"Come on!!! Come on, consultant season!"

"Take him down!"

"Fight back!!"

Just watched two games in the audience during the rainy season, Song Qinglan's personal habits and even the tricks were clearly remembered by him.

Facing a new round of attack, during the monsoon rain, he bent over and avoided Song Qinglan's domineering hook, turned around and swept away with a fist, and punched Song Qinglan in the face!

Song Qinglan was beaten, and the corners of her mouth were immediately bleeding, and the desire to win in her eyes became stronger. In the monsoon rains, the intuition was not good, and the whole body was light, and he fell to the ground suddenly, and was thrown to the ground by Song Qinglan with her legs in her arms.

The two were sticking together face to face. During the monsoon rain, their body was dripping with sweat, their eyelashes were wet with sweat, and their skin was so white that people could not remove their eyes, and they exhaled heat from their mouths.

Song Qinglan was slightly startled, this situation reminded him of the scene in the vending kiosk. It's just that the light was weak that time, he didn't see so clearly during the monsoon rain, and the other party didn't sweat so much.

"Let go of me," whispered during the monsoon rain, and the noise was so low that only the two of them could hear it.

Is this begging for mercy?

After Song Qinglan was beaten, the corners of her mouth still hurt a lot, but she immediately considered that the other party was actually very vulnerable. He didn't use all his strength last time, and her wrist was bruised during the monsoon rain.

During the monsoon rains, the eyes are black and white, and they seem to be pouting with a stream of clean spring water. He looks very calm. His rosy lips open and close: "Song Team, don't you think this kind of physical contact is uncomfortable?"

Song Qinglan reacted instantly.

The vengeful character during the monsoon rains was revenge for the contemptuous attitude they had just discussed about Lin Xinlan, so it was necessary to fight him in close quarters?

However, he did not regard Lin Xinlan as the same person during the monsoon season.

Before Song Qinglan thought about the reason, he had lost his vigilance in this battle, and in a blink of an eye he was spinning around. During the monsoon rains, he tried his best to adjust to Song Qinglan in this posture, replaced by Song Qinglan, and he was riding on Song Qinglan's back, knees against his back, and the opponent's hands were cut back.

The countdown began with excitement among the teammates: "Five! Four! Three!--"

Song Qinglan cursed secretly, these bastards, why didn't he count down when he was about to win?

After beating Song Qinglan in the rainy season, she was out of anger and didn't want to fight anymore, and he would lose again if she fought again.

So he twisted Song Qinglan's arm: "Team Song, do you admit defeat?"

Song Qinglan slackened all her strength and simply slumped on the floor, letting out a long sigh of relief: "...Hmm."

This um is not very willing, it means that he can voluntarily surrender as long as he gets out of breath during the monsoon rains.

Understood during the rainy season.

"Song team, what are you huh?!" Li Chun gloated and asked him to make it clear, "Quickly say, lose or lose!"

Song Qinglan gave up her dignity: "Lost."

In the monsoon rains, it is not necessarily unpleasant to win. After standing up, she gently kicked Song Qinglan with her foot: "Song team, don't underestimate the enemy next time. This time, thank you for letting me."

Everyone laughed mercilessly: "Hahahahahaha!"

When the ring was off during the monsoon rain, several teammates rushed up to talk nonsense, grabbed Song Qinglan's limbs, and tried to throw the captain off the stage as a sandbag.

Song Qinglan knew that this was actually just for fun, and no one, including the monsoon season, would take this victory or defeat seriously.

A boxing is not only not heartily, it seems to be even more depressing.

Song Qinglan lay flat and mocked, and didn't want to move a finger. Yu Guang changed into clean clothes during the monsoon rains, and walked towards the water bar.

Kind of handsome. he thinks.

There are everything in the illusion, even here everyone can change things.

Time simulation is running in the normal world.

In the evening, Tang Qi dumbly made a roasted whole lamb, and Tang Le arranged a drink. After eating and drinking, Li Chun took them to a retro di.

The music is deafening, and the high-end cultural courtyard is filled with colorful and vulgar lights.

A group of people shook their heads, and no one saw it as the scene of a large-scale neurotic gathering.

"I wonder what's going on with a big beard." Li Chun whirled, "...Fuck the sky! Amphalahagen and peace!"

Everyone: "Amphalahagen and peace!"

Song Qinglan pulled away from these neuroses, turned and sat next to Duan Wen. The two touched the beer bottle and drank. Anyway, time will not change in the hijacking of time and space. As the captain, Song Qinglan acquiesced to all the indulgence of his teammates.

Not long after, he discovered that there was a quiet person missing at the scene: "Where is Consultant Ji?"

Duan Wen was lying on the bench, probably remembering that the extra wives and daughters in the bubble world had already drunk slightly.

After thinking for a while, Duan Wen said, "Oh, he said he was going for a walk?"

"walk?"

Song Qinglan wondered, the place outside this courtyard was pitch black, what steps to take?

Song Qinglan raised her head, Gululu poured out a whole bottle of wine, feeling that the number of people at the scene was still wrong: "Where did Lao Zhou go?"

Duan Wen showed his vicissitudes: "I went with consultant Ji."

When Duan Wen said this, Song Qinglan probably guessed where they were walking. The transfer stations set by the Skydome system are different for everyone, so they are either at Zhou Mingxuan or at the time of the monsoon rains.

What are they doing together?

Can Zhou Mingxuan talk to Jiyushi? With Lao Zhou's mouth, surely he won't offend the monsoon season completely?

Song Qinglan put down the bottle, and Duan Wen glanced at it: "Are you going? I'll look at them for you."

Duan Wen thought that Song Qinglan was not at ease.

Song Qinglan: "Don't go."

Since the two of them are leaving together, it must be an appointment. When Zhou Mingxuan could follow them out of the bubble world, and persuaded him to be the season rain, maybe Zhou Mingxuan wanted to thank the season rain, the kid was the hardest and softest, in fact, he was very good at being a human being.

Moreover, in the bubble world, Zhou Mingxuan faced the same decision to some extent as during the rainy season, and this kind of people can get comfort from their peers.

Besides, Zhou Mingxuan is a straight man, and he also has a boyfriend during the rainy season.

but.

Song Qinglan's face was cold.

For the sentiment view during the monsoon, these are not problems.

Song Qinglan stopped abruptly when his thoughts strayed. When would he use such thoughts to speculate on a person?

But when he was bewitched by the phone in the bubble world during the monsoon rains, a tear in his eyes came out of his mind again-in the monsoon rains, facing others, such as people who have experienced similar experiences, such as the objects of communication, also Will you give trust and tell the secrets and pains buried deep in your heart? Will it helpless to show the fragile side?

Song Qinglan could not imagine what would happen if those tears were wiped away by others.

It is different for him during the rainy season.

Something is ready to come out in my heart.

The late answer caused Song Qinglan to feel a strong irritability. He inserted his fingers into his hair and combed the hair along the scalp. The two eyebrows were twisted together in annoyance.

Ignoring these noisy teammates, Song Qinglan strode into the house.

He passed the training room and walked deep into the corridor, wanting to go back to the room where he lived as a child to sleep, and calm down by the way.

However, when he opened the heavy door, he was stunned.

Floor-to-ceiling windows, soft veils.

Wooden bed, fluffy and white bedding.

There were some paper books scattered on the floor, and a warm-toned night light was lit by the bedside.

Obviously, I have only seen it once, and the warm, quiet and stable beauty stayed deep in Song Qinglan's subconscious.

He couldn't think that it was the bedroom during the rainy season that allowed him to calm down and relax.