"If I get the MVP, sister, can you give me a kiss?"
Yang Xiao was stunned by this sudden request.
The big boy sat in front of her, stretched his arms around her waist, raised his head slightly, and looked at her expectantly.
He was sweating profusely, like a big golden retriever who had just come back from a quagmire. He didn't even know how dirty and smelly he was.
If he is really a dog, then Yang Xiao can naturally give him a loud kiss.
But the problem is-
"If I kiss you, do I need to pay extra?" Yang Xiao asked.
"Ah?" Meng Yufan didn't react, "No, no need."
Yang Xiao raised his eyebrows: "That's really unfortunate. You don't take money, but I do."
"… "
"You don't learn well at a young age." Yang Xiao stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead again, the bright red nails tapped between the eyebrows, making a loud and crisp sound. Meng Yufan let out a sigh, and his forehead immediately turned red. Yang Xiao didn't take this joke to heart at all, "Knowing that I'm a 'sister', how dare you make such a joke? You slick your tongue and don't want a five-star praise?"
What five-star reviews? What a joke
When Meng Yufan said that sentence, he had long forgotten the transaction between them, he just... He just hoped that Yang Xiao could give her boyfriend a "love encouragement" like a real girlfriend.
But Yang Xiao's words were like immersing his overheated CPU in ice water, and every word reminded him that they were not in love at all, but a deal with a clear price tag.
In an instant, Meng Yufan's mood plummeted, his two paws slipped from Yang Xiao's waist, and he sat there dejectedly, with depression written all over his body.
"Sister Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry..." he murmured, "Just now on the court, Xu Dong threw trash at me, and I was on impulse..."
Trash talk, especially on the sports arena, where players from two teams mock each other in order to influence each other's mentality. Sometimes trash talk is so unpleasant that it is not uncommon to cause a full-court fight.
For example, just now, Meng Yufan mocked Xu Dong for "charging for two hours and playing three minutes" as trash talk, and Xu Dong in turn mocked him for never playing, which is also trash talk.
Seeing her boy's shocked look, Yang smiled and asked, "What did he laugh at you for?"
Meng Yufan whispered, "He laughed at me for being a virgin."
"..." Yang Xiao almost laughed out loud. Are the little boys now so interesting, just because they are still virgins, their self-esteem is hurt by the opponent
…
The whistle blew and half-time was over. Meng Yufan got up and threw the towel around his neck on the chair. He was still in a state of disbelief, with his head down, and his footsteps extremely heavy.
In stark contrast to him is Xu Dong on the other side of the basketball court.
Although Xu Dong was physically exhausted, he was in good spirits. He talked and laughed loudly with Grandpa Xu, as if the trophy was already in his pocket, so he didn't need to worry about it.
The atmosphere on the left and right sides of the stadium is very different, the sun is shining there, and the rain is continuous here.
And the most irritating thing is that Xu Dong sent Meng Yufan a provocative look from a distance away from the stadium, and then made a particularly obscene gesture!
Yang Xiao's anger rose up after a while.
Meng Yufan is her person. During her employment, he belonged to her from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, from the body to the spirit! She was reluctant to bully him, what kind of bird man is that Xu Dong
"Meng Yufan, stop." Yang Xiao said suddenly.
Meng Yufan, who was dragging his steps to the execution ground, was startled and looked back at her.
Yang Xiao stepped forward. She was wearing the exact same basketball shoes as Meng Yufan's, walking on the smooth basketball floor, the soles of her feet rebounded slightly, and every step was like walking on the clouds.
The two pairs of sneakers got closer and closer, she stood in front of him, she knew that at this moment, everyone around was watching them. Including Meng Yufan's teammates, including her parents, as well as many spectators off the court.
She knows that what she is about to do will definitely spread to every corner of the factory as soon as possible, and maybe there will be a mother-in-law and a mother who will send it to the circle of friends, so that more people will watch.
But it's okay-
Yang Xiao looked up at her boyfriend and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You just said that when you get the MVP, give me a kiss."
The next second, she supported Meng Yufan's arms with both hands and leaned over on tiptoe.
Not forehead kisses, not cheek kisses, not lips kisses.
The kiss landed on his jersey - right on his left chest, where his name was printed.
The pale pink lipstick marks were clearly imprinted there, imprinted on Meng Yufan's heart.
"Meng Yufan." She looked at the boy's blushing face with satisfaction and raised her eyebrows, "I gave you this kiss in advance. Give me back the mvp, no credit is allowed."
…
Yang Xiao's kiss seemed to have magic power.
After the start of the second half, Meng Yufan was literally battling blood, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of tiredness. He paced like the wind and kept passing, rushing, and shooting with the ball.
Not to mention that the eight rookie players couldn't catch up with him, even Xu Dong, who played with him in the first half, was left behind by him!
After failing to block the second shot, Xu Dong turned pale and asked, "Damn, Fanzi, are you taking stimulants?"
Meng Yufan didn't say a word, he just nodded his chest conspicuously, and added a smirk.
Xu Dong: "..."
The score difference between the two teams was not big at first.
When the whistle sounded at the end of the game, Xu Dong was stunned that he did not score another goal! His score was crushed to 38 points, and he himself was physically exhausted, so tired that he collapsed to the ground.
What about Meng Yufan? Vigorous and triumphant, the battle for just over an hour seemed to be non-existent.
After the competition, it was a simple award ceremony.
The leader of the unit, as the presenter, first gave a lengthy speech, and then presented awards to the ten contestants in turn.
Among the two teams, the winning side will get the trophy, and the losing side will get the certificate. There is absolutely no preference for one over the other. Xu Dong looked at the certificate in his hand and sighed again and again, thinking that he would be scolded by his grandfather when he returned home.
As for Meng Yufan, he won the MVP without any suspense and fulfilled his promise!
This is not the first time Meng Yufan has won the MVP on the court. In the future, he will win many more MVPs. But only this time, he will always keep it in his heart and remember it forever.
As an MVP, there is no separate medal, but there is a bouquet of flowers. The main flowers of the bouquet are red, orange and pale yellow sunflowers. The stems are bunched together. The flowers are large and full, looking bright and festive.
Meng Yufan was holding the bunch of flowers, and as soon as he stepped off the stage, his teammates gathered around and said that they wanted to add him on WeChat. They said that it was very interesting to play with him, and they would have a chance to play with him again in the future. Meng Yufan really didn't know what was interesting. After all, he was the only one who played from the beginning to the end, and everyone else was chasing the ball in the outfield.
"Captain, do you want any more flowers?" The programmers in the team approached, "Let's discuss and give me the flowers? I'm going on a date in a while, so I can't go empty-handed."
"..." Meng Yufan has never seen anyone more stingy than him. "You're going on a date, why don't you just buy a bunch of roses?"
"I call this a low-carbon life, recycling, and environmental protection first." The programmer said with plausibility, "In ancient times, there was a 'borrowing flowers to offer Buddha'. !"
After all, he was right.
Meng Yufan was shocked by his brazenness and could only hand him the bunch of flowers. But before he took the bouquet away, Meng Yufan's mind was moved, and suddenly he reached out and took a red sunflower from the bouquet.
…
After all the spectators in the arena were gone, Yang Xiao found her MVP in the locker room.
The boy was holding the trophy in one hand and holding a sunflower nervously in the other, as if he had been waiting for her to come.
The pink lip print on his chest was still there, but it was soaked with sweat and the edges were blurred.
A thought flashed in Yang Xiao's mind - this pink lipstick is not very durable, so I'd better change to a bright red one next time.
Meng Yufan naturally didn't know what she was thinking. When he saw her coming, he hurriedly handed out the solitary flower in his hand and said awkwardly, "This flower is for you."
He also wants his goddess to touch his joy.