And when Mo Huaifeng saw his expression, the arc of his thin lips was a little bigger—although to other people, this arc can only be regarded as an ordinary smile, but to Captain Mix , but it was his biggest expression in the past month. —he nodded, and repeated, as if wanting to prod someone one more time, "Okay."
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
The lip line collapsed, the tense spine collapsed.
All down.
Made, couldn't take it anymore, wanted to curse.
Especially when seeing his other unscrupulous teammates seem to be convulsed with joy.
Ji Zhiyao suppressed his anger: "Captain."
Mo Huaifeng: "Huh?"
Ji Zhiyao: "Don't bother. After all, the captain is always thinking about which team to make a training match with and how to protect his teammates. By the way, he is also thinking about how we can improve our strength so that we can set foot on the international arena. How can I use such trivial things? It’s pointless and time-wasting nonsense to keep you—”
Mo Huaifeng: "I want to go for a drive."
Ji Zhiyao: "Bring you—"
Mo Huaifeng didn't hear clearly, so he moved closer, "What?"
Ji Zhiyao smiled, "Okay, Captain, I just don't want to part with my teammates."
"Um."
Mo Huaifeng nodded lightly, "Come in double row?"
"good."
So this two-row car staggered and drove while everyone was stunned.
…
Monday, nine o'clock in the morning.
After staying up for several mornings, Ji Zhiyao's eyes hurt so much that he could barely open them... He simply opened them a little, and slowly groped for the handrail to go downstairs.
Vaguely, he saw a figure sitting motionless on the sofa downstairs.
Ji Zhiyao opened his eyes in surprise.
It's my captain. The group with bad complexions seemed to be shot in the head if they moved him.
Although I was surprised that Mo Huaifeng really got up early, but when I thought of his getting up mood that I saw at the airport before...
In order to save his life, Ji Zhiyao immediately decided to stay away from Mo Huaifeng.
It's a pity that before he took a step away, the person on the sofa had opened his eyes, his brows were tightly knit together, his pupils were getting darker, and he looked very unhappy.
Ji Zhiyao: "..."
Damn, the captain is so scary.
Mo Huaifeng saw the person in front of him clearly, and his displeasure gradually eased.
However, when he saw that Ji Zhiyao was four or five meters away from him and had one leg that seemed to be retreating, his face was expressionless, and he asked in a not-so-gentle tone, "Why are you running?"
"Ah?" Ji Zhiyao pretended to be stupid, "No, I saw you sleeping and planned to drink a glass of water before calling you."
Mo Huaifeng nodded, and closed his eyes expressionlessly.
Ji Zhiyao was stunned, and blinked at Mo Huaifeng, not understanding what this meant.
After hearing nothing for a long time, Mo Huaifeng opened his eyes again, his face more expressionless than before: "If I can't go back to the base to sleep before ten o'clock, you don't get close to the red buff this week."
Ji Zhiyao turned around quickly, and while pouring water, he didn't forget to complain in his heart. Mo Huaifeng seemed to only know this threat.
After drinking the water, Ji Zhiyao returned to the sofa, but before he could call, Mo Huaifeng had already opened his eyes and walked towards the door, apparently not falling asleep.
But Mo Huaifeng's dark circles and red bloodshot eyes looked very unsafe, Ji Zhiyao hesitated again and again, before dawdling in Mo Huaifeng's expression "If you don't want to get in the car, don't appear in front of me again in this life" put on your seat belt.
Surprisingly, although the car drove very fast, it was still very stable. Ji Zhiyao sighed regretfully, thought for a while, and asked, "Captain, can you have breakfast?"