After rebirth I became a world champion

An He hugged Yi Wenxi's waist and looked up at him, like a koala hugging a tree, the moisture in his eyes was almost flooding, and the long and curly eyelashes were stained with tears, but he stubbornly endured don't fall down.

He squeezed the belt of Yi Wenxi's windbreaker tightly with both hands and asked, sobbing: "Is it really all right?" Feeling the other's big hands gently rubbing his hair, his tone was as gentle as coaxing a frightened child: "Really , it's cold outside, let's go back to the room first, shall we?"

An He remained in the koala's motion in a daze, until Yi Wenxi's deep voice rose again: "Do you want me to carry you back to your room if you don't let go?"

The child blushed and immediately let go of him and kept a meter away.

After watching the scene of "President Yi's Coaxing His Little National Treasure", Jing Liu consciously picked up the suitcases of the two of them and walked back, maintaining a linear motion of "do not see or listen to evil".

An He was eager to know the current situation of his parents, so he dragged Yi Wenxi away like the wind under his feet, and when he entered the room, he heard him say: "Fortunately, the brick only hit your dad's shoulder, but some bruises don't hurt. Seriously, those troublemakers have already gone back, and now your parents are temporarily staying in the place I arranged, and we will go back to deal with this matter after you finish the game tomorrow."

He made a video call: "This number can reach them."

After a few seconds of darkness, the faces of An Yiyang and Xiao Xiang appeared in the video. Both of them looked a little tired but in good spirits. They seemed to be in a spacious and clean suite.

An He hadn't seen his parents for a few days, and he wanted to reunite with them after the World Championships, but he didn't expect to meet in this way ahead of time.

An Yiyang waved his hand at the camera: "Son, don't worry that we are fine, everything is being dealt with, don't worry about us and come back with a championship."

Seeing their smiling faces, An He didn't know what to say for a while, and then she moved her mouth for a long time before she said a word with reproach; If I report that you are safe, are we still a family?"

Xiao Xiang saw his son with a baby-fat face, and his mouth was so pouty that he could hang an oil bottle, he couldn't help laughing "puchi": "We just arrived at the hotel not long ago, be good~ mom and dad are grown-ups, this little thing It can be done, and you must thank Xiaoxi, he helped a lot."

Ms. Xiao praised Yi Wenxi for a long time before she hung up the phone. Seeing that she was displaying her good looks, it meant that she was fine for the time being.

An He's heart when he mentioned his throat finally temporarily returned to its original position, only to realize that Yi Wenxi was not here, and he should have gone back to his room to clean up.

Recalling how he looked just now, he is still a good-looking person who can walk the red carpet anytime, anywhere, but his hair is a bit messier than usual. I don’t know if he has eaten in such a hurry.

Su Ganli was immersed in the ups and downs of the plot in the book, when the door of the room was knocked "bang bang bang", he knocked the book upside down on the table in great displeasure, and opened the door to get angry and see who it was So bold to come over and bother him during the break.

When he saw a pair of panda ears, he looked down and saw An He looking at him with sparkling eyes.

Su Ganli's soaring anger was extinguished in an instant, and he asked softly: "Sister Ci Longjun

Su Ganli is the Grandet of the chef world. Asking him about the ingredients seems to be trying to steal his property, An He raised a big smile: "I want to make noodles for Yi Wenxi, can you lend me some ingredients?" ?”

Su Ganli let him in: "I want you to take it next time." He took out the ingredients that An He wanted from his locked small refrigerator, and he thought that his sister's repeated treatment would make him crumble. Class wild toad!

An He looked at his sore right hand. Considering that tomorrow's game will be the most important thing, he didn't try to be brave, but he still said: "Then can you help me handle the ingredients, I can use my left hand."

Su. If someone else dared to make such a request, I would definitely hate him, but everything is negotiable with pandas. Gan Li: "Okay."

An He knocked on Yi Wenxi's door, but there was no answer for a while. He pushed lightly and found that the door was not closed. Come out of the bathroom.The man has broad shoulders, long legs, and a figure that is not inferior to those international supermodels. His hair is still dripping, and his body smells like freshly washed shower gel. The bathrobe tied in a knot casually reveals his large chest muscles. His face looks a little hot.

Yi Wenxi wiped her hair with a towel, her moist eyes were less cold and distant than usual: "I think you might come over later, I'm afraid you didn't lock the door because you were waiting outside."

An He bowed his head: "Well, I made you a bowl of noodles, do you want to eat?"

Yi Wenxi glanced over the bowl of noodles on the table, it was actually the simplest instant noodles but with fried eggs, vegetables and luncheon meat added, it looked quite rich.

He threw the towel into the bamboo basket, sat at the table and took a sip, the aroma of sesame oil spread between his teeth: it really still tasted like the old recipe.

He saw An He standing upright beside him, holding the hem of his clothes with one hand, obviously wanting to be praised, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the child to the chair next to him to sit down: "It's delicious, I'm so hungry. Already It’s been a long time since I ate noodles cooked by my relatives.”

Yi Wenxi held An He's hand a little harder, as if he was a treasure that he couldn't let go: "The last time I tasted this way was when my mother was still around."

An He was shocked by the word "relative". He didn't expect that he had such a heavy weight in the other party's heart. Then he heard him mentioning his mother and felt very distressed: "If you want to eat, I can often cook it for you."

The outside raindrops hit the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows to form hazy transparent grilles. The orange light in the room made everything soft. No one spoke but no one felt embarrassed.

An He looked at this man who couldn't even impress the 10,000+ Almas caviar. Now he was eating a bowl of the simplest instant noodles and finished the soup. He got up and prepared to clean up the dishes: "Then go to bed early , I'm going to rest too, and I have a game tomorrow."

Yi Wenxi gently pressed his hand to signal to put down the bowls and chopsticks: "I'll clean up tomorrow, and I'll sleep here today. I can hardly open your eyes. I don't worry about you going back to your room in the dark."

Without saying a word, he picked him up and stuffed him into the quilt. An He was surprised to find that the quilt had been warmed and it wasn't cold at all.

They are getting very close now, An He can see his reddened face reflected in his pale brown pupils, the man's snort hits his face, the warmth of the palms around his waist penetrates through the thin film His pajamas forced him to break into a thin sweat.

There was a faint smile on Yi Wenxi's lips, and his heart was tickled by the low notes of a piano: "Go to sleep, kids, don't let your imagination run wild." He got up and turned off the bedside lamp, sat on the sofa and opened his notebook to start working.

The temperature on An He's face gradually dropped following Yi Wenxi's departure, and he cursed secretly why he was always making a fool of himself in front of him, hiding half of his face under the quilt and peeping at him not far away who was concentrating on business, feeling sleepy Gradually, he rubbed his eyes and muttered: "I'm going to sleep, good night."

Yi Wenxi heard the voice and looked up at the sleeping child. The whole person was buried under the big quilt, only a small face the size of a palm was exposed. He sat lightly on the side of the bed and landed on the child's cheek. a kiss.

If there was ever a moment when he was grateful that he had such rights and status, it was now, when he could let his beloved sleep peacefully in such a whirlpool.

Panda's phone on the bedside lit up, and Yi Wenxi's eyes flashed disgust when he saw the displayed name. He pointed the phone screen at An He's small face several times and finally passed the face recognition.

Yi Zishi: "Did you sleep? Are you in a better mood? Do your hands still hurt?"

Yi Wenxi in Anhe skin: "It's better~ Thank you, senior brother. Brother Wenxi is so happy to see me. I even cooked noodles for him. He likes it very much."

The dialog box kept displaying "The other party is typing", but no new message popped up for a long time, and finally completely quieted down.

The jealous king Yi Wenxi had a triumphant smile on his lips, deleted the chat history and turned off the phone, then remembered that Yi Zishi had just said that the child's hands hurt, so he gently pulled his hand out of the bed.

The child's hands are very white and soft, but upon closer inspection, there are many thin calluses and many scars that have healed after repeated abrasions. The artist-like hands of the previous life are now covered with traces of destruction.

He held his hand in his heart distressedly.

An He went to Dr. Yang's place to get a seal before the game the next day. Because the skin tissue on the wrist was thin, the pain from the fight was greater than the pain from the injury, and he couldn't help crying out.

What's even worse is that one injection was not enough. Yesterday he packed his luggage because he was anxious and didn't pay attention to take care of his right hand, which caused some mild sprains on his right wrist, so he got an injection on the other side of the wrist.

The child received two injections for the first time on the sealant. After the injection, the pain was gone, but the whole forearm was very numb, and it felt like it was not his own hand.

During the whole fight, Yi Wenxi kept a dark face on one side, and the pressure made everyone around him automatically keep a distance of more than one meter from him.

An He had no doubt that as long as he revealed that he was forced to compete, Mr. Yi would pack him up and carry him back to China, so he calmed down a bit and smiled awkwardly at him.

An He: Why do I always have the feeling of being caught for doing something bad?

When preparing for the competition, Yi Zishi came over to cheer An He up, and saw that the needle holes on his wrist were still red and swollen, "Come on, I'm waiting for you to get the gold medal back."

An He nodded, but after thinking about it, he said, "Senior brother, I feel a little nervous. Now the whole wrist hurts, but my hands are numb. I'm afraid it will affect my next performance."

Yi Zi patted him on the head: "Don't be afraid, the accuracy of archery is the most important thing to do with the norms of archery posture. Your body has already formed muscle memory. You can shoot arrows today as you usually do."

The players around were coming and going, he stretched out his hand to pull An He closer, and from the perspective of others, the two of them were very close: "Just pretend that you are not injured and believe in yourself."

An He smiled obediently, her beautiful phoenix eyes brightened everyone present: "Okay."

Yi Wenxi stared at Yi Zishi's left hand patting his wife's head and his right hand holding his wife's arm: I should have directly blocked him yesterday.