Both the Kills and You Are Mine

At the scene of the global finals, when TS won, Lin Jiu sat down and cried dimly with tears. The cry was not too much to hide. Xu Hao could see her white teeth from the side.

"You cry too ugly, right." He looked at it a few more times before he said.

"..." Lin Jiu sniffed, "You control me."

It happened to be the time to leave the field. She stood up after speaking, put her shoulder bag in her arms, and squeezed out of the crowd.

South Korea is still very hot at this time. After sitting for a day and feeling excited, many people are all sweating at this time.

But Lin Jiu didn't. There was nothing on her face except tears, she looked very fresh. Of course, there are also other reasons-she is dressed exceptionally cool today.

A thick suspender top, underneath is a pair of hot pants, and a pair of black sneakers at the bottom, which lined her whole figure and skin tone beautifully.

Xu Hao became more uncomfortable the more he watched, and when he realized that the person next to him was looking at her again, he took a step forward and stood behind her, blocking the eyes of others.

Because of the crowding, Lin Jiu didn't feel anything at first, until she suddenly stopped and the people behind him knocked her forward and walked a few steps forward, she was stunned.

"...Did you deliberately?" She turned her head and squinted.

Looking at her misty eyes, Xu Hao said indifferently for a long time: "You stopped suddenly."

Lin Jiu didn't care about him, stood in an open area, picked up the phone, and cracked it.

Xu Hao accidentally glanced and saw the portrait in the dialog box, which belonged to Mu Wanwan.

"Aren't you going backstage?" he asked.

"Don't go, so many people, go to add chaos... and it's not so easy to get in, so she has to come and pick me up." She should wait for her to return home, and she can celebrate later.

After sending the congratulatory message, she wiped away the tears thoroughly, and suddenly raised her hand to pat his shoulder, "Don't be too sad, after all, it's too late."

Xu Hao sneered: "You kind of comfort people."

Lin Jiu originally wanted to say something, but when he saw the crowd around him, he swallowed everything back: "Then I'm leaving."

After walking a few steps, she turned back: "Why are you still following me?"

She looked back, and the MA and the others were still sitting on their seats, staring at them with curious eyes, met her eyes, and all turned their heads tacitly.

Xu Hao said: "Send you back."

"No, my hotel is two blocks away from here."

The man didn't speak any more, took all the light cards in her hand into his hand, and strode towards the exit of the venue.

Lin Jiu turned his head and waved to the MA players who looked over again, said goodbye in spoken words, and then quickly followed in Xu Hao's footsteps.

"Shark, angry?" On the other side, Park Jaejoon suddenly asked, looking at their backs.

Xiao shook his head, they have been eliminated for so many days, even if Brother Hao is really angry, his anger should disappear.

"Then why, don't we sit together?"

Xiao asked instead: "Do you think Sister Lin Jiu is good?"

"It looks good." Park Jaejoon answered truthfully.

"Is it better-looking than your Korean ladies?"

Park Jaejoon paused before answering for a long time: "It's just as good-looking."

Xiao said: "That's not right."

"..." Park Jaejoon didn't understand.

After leaving the venue, the air was much fresher, and everyone felt comfortable.

Lin Jiu subconsciously opened the bag, and peeked inside, but didn't touch what she wanted to take for a long time.

... She forgot, she is the one who wants to quit smoking now.

She rolled her eyes and hurried to Xu Hao's side two or three steps: "Ah."

Xu Hao looked sideways: "Huh?"

"Didn't we talk about quitting smoking?"

"Ok."

"But you secretly smoked a lot last time."

Xu Hao raised her eyebrows, thinking that she was coming for a check-up, and stopped and said, "I have already thrown it away."

"Oh...no, I mean." She licked her lips. "Let's be fair. You didn't say that you smoked a dozen or so?"

She raised her hand, her slender fingers turned seven, "Let me draw seven more, and then we will continue to ring."

Xu Hao's raised brows suddenly fell: "No way, stupid."

"..." Looking at the back of him walking away quickly, Lin Jiu chased after him, angrily, "If it doesn't work, it won't work, why swear?!"

"It would be excusable for me, did you lose the game?"

"I didn't lose the game, but my dear sister won the game!"

"no."

"……Son of a bitch."

The two quarreled and left the meeting together.

Because it was only two blocks away from the hotel and Lin Jiu had never been to South Korea, the two decided to walk back.

Passing by an ice cream shop, Lin Jiuduo glanced inside.

Xu Hao noticed her sight and stopped: "Want to eat?"

She shook her head desperately, pulling the corner of his clothes to leave.

She is losing weight recently and doesn't even eat much rice, let alone ice cream.

Five minutes later, Lin Jiu took the ice cream and walked out of the shop.

She took a bite of the ice cream, then took out her phone and handed it to Xu Hao: "Take a picture for me."

Xu Hao took it, raised his hand, took a photo, and handed it back.

Lin Jiu, who has not had time to pose Pose: "???"

She looked at herself with only one head in the photo and closed her eyes, and she couldn't get angry.

"Do you know that you will be beaten if you change your photo technique?"

Xu Hao tittered, watching the other party turn on the beauty camera, turn on the filter, turn on the face-lift, and then handed the phone over: "You wait for me to pose before taking pictures!"

Looking at the face with many effects on the phone screen, he said: "Are you trying to imitate the snake spirit?"

Lin Jiu felt that he would be **** off when he took a photo.

Finally took a good picture, she opened Weibo and posted it, still muttering: "...it was really ugly to take a picture of me."

Because there was still a practice match, Xu Hao didn't linger when he arrived at the hotel. He didn't even enter the door of the hotel. He threw the light card back into her hand, and left after a few simple words.

Lin Jiu stared at him, before turning back to the hotel for a long time.

In the evening, she received a call from Mu Wanwan.

"Why didn't you come to see me and left? I am having a celebration banquet, come here." Mu Wan said late.

"Internal?" Lin Jiu asked, putting on a mask.

"That's right." Mu Wanwan said, "They invited other team members, but others don't want to come."

When Lin Jiu arrived there, the celebration banquet had not yet started, and the aunts who had invited were still cooking.

Mu Wanwan dragged her into the room.

"Why didn't Xu Hao come with you?"

Lin Jiu was taken aback and asked, "Why should he come with me?"

"I heard Xiao say that in the afternoon you all sat together to watch the game..." Mu Wanwan was determined not to let her run this time, "Quickly, how did you and Xu Hao meet?"

Lin Jiu and Xu Hao are on the same birthday.

That is, the day she took Mu Wanwan to the bar, she was a little drunk. After Mu Wanwan left, she went to the cake shop alone.

Mu Wanwan buys cakes for her every year. Because she has to rely on her face to eat, she can’t eat many sweets in a year, so her birthday is like an annual sweets carnival day. Although Mu Wanwan was rejected, she wanted to I think it's really greedy.

She was dizzy after drinking. She shook her hand and ordered two hundred and fifty-eight cakes. She repeatedly emphasized to the clerk: "You must write'You don't weigh less than one hundred years every year', and write it better."

The clerk nodded without changing his face: "Okay."

After she placed the order, she ran out to smoke.

She squatted in a small corner next to the store, in the cool breeze at night, she tightened her clothes and exhaled a breath of smoke skillfully. A bunch of men came over in a hurry and went straight into the cake shop, and she didn't care.

Until she walked into the cake shop and saw the clerk handing over the cake, which was obviously an inch smaller than the one she ordered, she was dumbfounded: "This is not my cake."

The clerk was stunned: "Huh?"

When the two checked the receipt, the clerk's expression changed: "I'm sorry! I might have confused you with the cake of the customer just now."

Lin Jiu asked, "The group of people who just went out?"

"right……"

Lin Jiu was also fainted at the time, and he didn't even think about holding the store accountable, so he went out with the cake.

It just happened to catch up with a group of men smashing cakes like children.

Unfortunately, the smashed cake seems to belong to her.

Only one of them stayed out. The man stood smoking a cigarette, the light was too dim, and she could only see the other side's white hair.

So she walked up and handed the cake in front of him, with a bad tone: "Did you take the wrong cake?"

Xu Hao raised his eyes slightly and met her face.

He was able to see the blessing of the bypass lamp very clearly, the other party put on delicate makeup, his eyes were erratic, and he was full of alcohol.

Although the tone of his speech was not very polite, his voice was delicate and delicate.

"I don't know." He replied slowly.

"..." Lin Jiu endured forbearance and asked, "Then whose birthday is today?"

"I."

Before she became mad and angry, Xu Hao said first, "I didn't make the cake."

He turned his head, his voice amplified slightly, and asked the person who was playing crazy there, "Have you got the wrong cake?"

Several men stopped and blinked for a while.

Although there are street lights here, the chair where the cake is placed is far away, and it is still a piece of pitch black. Besides, it is the cake ordered by Brother Cheng. They have never seen it. Open the box and it just smashed.

Xiao turned on his phone's flashlight and leaned over to take a look.

Hey, even though they have been tossed so horribly, this black cake really doesn't look like the matcha cake they ordered.

Lin Jiu hugged his waist with his hands, and hung the cake box with **** of his right hand: "Los it."

"Sorry." Brother Cheng said he was about to come up to give money.

"We didn't bring any money." Xu Hao interrupted him.

"..." Brother Cheng paused with the money hand, and silently put the few large bills back.

Of course Lin Jiu didn't believe it, she frowned her pretty brows: "You seven or eight big men, don't you have two hundred and five?"

"no."

Lin Jiu licked his lips.

Xu Hao thought she was going to scold someone, but saw that she suddenly took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, and with a flick of her index finger, a cigarette popped out of her head.

She picked it up, and the lighter's voice was crisp and loud, and a flash of red in the dark night.

Lin Jiu breathed out his cigarette and kept meditating in his heart.

Lin Jiu, calm down, you can't beat them.

"Then you won't lose it?"

"Pay." Xu Hao read a series of numbers, "This is my phone number. You can ask me to get it whenever you have time these days."

Lin Jiu struggled and said, "Is there any on WeChat or Alipay?"

"no."

Although Lin Jiu can make a lot of money in one month as an anchor, but the two hundred yuan is so in vain, she is still reluctant.

She changed the number with the other party, put the cake on the floor, and left without looking back.

Back in the car, Cheng Ge asked: "Why did you stop me to give money to the little girl?"

Xu Hao didn't answer, and said directly: "I will give her the money."

He was sitting in the back row of the car, with his peak cap pressed low, and he glanced at the phone number he had just saved.

This woman usually sings in the live broadcast room with tenderness, and she speaks softly. Even the kettle is filled with tea, and she looks terribly well-behaved.

When he arrived, he looked like he wanted to press his cigarette **** on him.

How can the current female anchors be more capable than the other.

He retracted his phone and looked out the window, a faint smile appeared in his eyes.