Sprint: This champion is a bit weird

Chapter 71 Along the Seine, Coffee on the Left Bank
  "Indeed, Paris today is more beautiful and more romantic than ever."

Wen Hao squeezed Zhang Sisterlin's hand and said something from the bottom of his heart.

Paris was a city he had visited several times in his previous life, but each time it never left him with an impression of "beauty" and "romanticism."

Some, probably after buying a limited-edition LV bag for a girl in the same group, returned to the hotel room to devote themselves to it, and spent the whole night asking for and receiving everything.

romantic?

To be honest, I can't really feel it.

It may be more appropriate to describe it as "living in dissatisfaction".

The feeling of being with Zhang Jielin is completely different, because she is definitely a special alternative in the materialistic modeling and fashion circles.

Like a lotus, it emerges from the mud but is not stained, and washes the ripples without being evil.

It was this lotus-like quality that attracted Wen Hao deeply.

"Wenhao."

"Ok?"

"I remember Paris had a Golden League game on the 8th?"

"Yes."

"Then will you participate?" Zhang Sisterin asked, and then added: "I will return to China on the 7th. If you are qualified to participate, then I will discuss it with my agent and reluctantly stay one more day."

Wen Hao shook his head and smiled: "Then I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. With my current ranking, I still can't squeeze out those world-class players and get a spot in the Golden League."

"That's it." Zhang Sisterin's tone revealed regret, but she quickly encouraged: "Then come on, my dear Comrade Wen Hao, and strive to qualify for the Golden League next year!"

Wen Hao raised his eyebrows: "Tell me, is there a possibility that next year I can not only compete in the Golden League, but also become a world champion?"

How could Zhang Sisterlin believe such whimsical words? He immediately said angrily: "Who can't brag? Then I also said that I can become Miss World next year!"

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"Hmph, how's it going? You have nothing to say, right?"

Wen Hao suddenly pulled Zhang Sisterlin to a stop and said seriously: "You said, what if both of our words become reality."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Wen Hao persisted: "What if, what if it comes true?"

"If it really comes true, I will..."

"What are you talking about?" Wen Hao took Zhang Sisterlin's other hand and placed it on the undulating plateau of her chest. "Tell your conscience and speak it carefully. Don't try to cheat when the time comes."

"laugh"

Zhang Sisterlin was dumbfounded by Wen Hao for a moment, but seeing the serious look on his face, she could only follow his words and swear to fool him.

"If you can become the world champion next year and I can become Miss World, then I will be your nanny for a year, washing, cooking and mopping the floor for you. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Wen Hao immediately said coquettishly: "Really, you will do whatever I tell you?"

"That kind of thing can't be done!" Zhang Jielin crossed her hands across her chest and made a sign: "Wen Hao, let me tell you, you are still young, you can't keep thinking about such dirty things in your mind!"

Wen Hao said with a pure face: "What's the dirty thing? I just want you to wear a maid uniform, where are you thinking?"

Zhang Sisterin was immediately stunned and speechless. In a fit of anger, she took out a piece of candy from her bag and stuffed it into her mouth, trying to regain a happy mood from the candy.

Seeing this, Wen Hao pulled down the corner of the beautiful girl's clothes as if to please, pointed to his big mouth and said: "I want to eat sweets too, ah——"

"Aren't you childish? How old are you that you still need to be fed sweets?"

Although she said so, Zhang Sisterlin's body was very honest. She immediately took out another candy, tore open the package and fed it into Wen Hao's mouth.

"Mmm, so sweet!"

Wen Hao murmured something, and immediately grabbed the slender hand of the beautiful lady Zhang, held their fingers together and continued walking.

From time to time, he would imitate the cuteness of a puppy and lean towards her, exactly like a young puppy.

"Oh, don't stick it over here. It's sticky with sweat. If you don't mind it, I will too!"

Zhang Sisterlin put on a look of disgust, but there was always a smile in her tone, which was clearly filled with joy.

The night is getting dark, but the romance of Paris will not dissipate just because the sun sets.

Unknowingly, the two of them walked to a coffee shop on the bank of the Seine and stopped.

Zhang Sisterin ordered a latte, while Wen Hao ordered a glass of mineral water.

Zhang Sisterin took a sip of coffee, showed a satisfied expression, leaned on the back of the chair and stretched, her beautiful curves immediately revealed.

Wen Hao was stunned, and then he met Zhang Sisterlin's disdainful gaze, but he still refused to change his gaze and just looked at her quietly.

After staring at each other for a while, Zhang Jielin, whose ears turned red in the end, was defeated and turned her gaze away with shame.

Wen Hao smiled and said, "How's the coffee in this shop?"

Zhang Sisterlin still couldn't turn around, "Don't you know if you order a drink yourself?"

"That won't work. I've already ordered a glass of water. Wouldn't it be a waste to order more coffee? You'll know after one sip of yours."

"Ugh?"

Before Zhang Sisterin could react, Wen Hao picked up her coffee and glanced at it. There was another faint lip mark on the rim of the cup.

"Don't."

Before Zhang Sisterlin finished speaking, she saw Wen Hao put his mouth on the rim of the cup and took a sip of coffee.

Wen Hao quickly returned the coffee, but what greeted him was the pink fist of the big beauty.

Bang bang bang, it hurts when hit on the back, but the pain is in the body and sweet in the heart.

After venting her anger with the Pegasus Meteor Fist, Zhang Sisterlin looked at the coffee on the table with a look of disgust on her face: "Aren't you disgusting? How can I drink like this?"

"Oh, it's okay. This latte still tastes good. What a shame not to drink it?"

"It's all contaminated by your saliva! I don't care, you are responsible for taking care of the remaining half of the cup."

Wen Hao's head shook like a rattle: "No, I am an athlete, I can only drink a little bit, not too much."

In fact, athletes can also drink coffee. Although caffeine is a banned substance listed by anti-doping organizations, it is actually difficult to reach the banned level by simply drinking coffee. Taking normal espresso as an example, a track and field athlete would have to drink eight cups at a time before the caffeine content in his body reaches the prohibited level.

Zhang Sisterlin still refused: "Then don't want it, just throw it away."

"You have to finish your drink after ordering, otherwise it will be a waste! Diligence and frugality are the traditional virtues of our Chinese nation!"

At this time, Zhang Sisterin finally understood that this guy did it on purpose, a scheming little nubile!
  Zhang Sisterlin crossed her legs, crossed her arms and thought for a while, her red lips pursed slightly: "You can drink it if you want me to, but you have to sing me a song, and you have to make me happy to hear it."

"Okay, no problem." Wen Hao immediately started singing: "The brightest one in the night sky"

"If you're tired of hearing it, change it to another one!"

"Then what do you want to hear? Zhou Panglun? Lin JJ? Wang Lihong?"

Zhang Sisterlin smiled slyly: "No, I want to listen to the original song! I want you to compose a song right now."

Hum hum, little puppy, are you trapped?
  I don't believe you can really compose a song so quickly, and it has to be a song that satisfies me.

"Hey, what are you asking for?" Wen Hao suddenly looked embarrassed.

Zhang Sisterlin raised her chin and said with a smile: "How is it? It doesn't work, right? If it doesn't work, just forget it~"

"Are you kidding? Can I do that?" Wen Hao immediately stood up, walked into the coffee shop, and asked the boss for a guitar.

After returning to the outdoor seat, Wen Hao held his guitar and said confidently: "Remember, never say 'no' to a man!"

Sister Zhang suddenly felt bad, but she still said stubbornly: "I don't believe it, you are really such a genius."

Wen Hao smiled crookedly and started playing the prelude.

It's true that I'm not a genius, but my genius' music is still in my mind.

After a brisk prelude, he sang the first lyrics:
  Coffee on the left bank of the Seine
  Just one sentence left Zhang Sisterlin stunned.

I'll take a cup and taste your beauty
  The mouth that left the lip mark, Hoow~

Wen Hao temporarily stopped playing and singing, and nuzzled at the coffee on the table.

Zhang Jielin pursed her lips and picked up the coffee, but her eyes were still a little unconvinced.

Flower shop roses, whose name is wrong?
  Confession balloon, the wind blew it across the street
  Smiles are flying in the sky~

Zhang Jielin put down her coffee.

"The previous lyrics are good, but this one has nothing to do with what happened today."

Wen Hao smiled and pointed to the river not far away.

Zhang Jielin looked around and saw a couple confessing their love. The girl who was being confessed was holding a bouquet of roses in her hand, and the corners of her mouth were bent to the sky.

When the boy's friends saw that the confession was successful, they immediately cheered and let go of the confession balloons in their hands.

Zhang Jielin turned her head in disbelief and looked at him with wide eyes.

Wen Hao had a faint smile on his face and continued to play and sing:
  You said you were a little hard to chase

Want me to quit before the difficulties

"What's wrong with me?"

"I heard that a certain person's suitors over the years have been lined up from Shichahai to the Summer Palace, and I have never seen her date a boyfriend. Isn't it difficult to pursue her?"

The coffee was picked up again and he took a sip. Half of it was still left.

No need to pick the most expensive gift
  Just the fallen leaves of the Champs Elysees

"I"

"I heard that someone was completely indifferent to a rich man who was driving a million-dollar car to express his love. He said that if he really liked someone, even picking up a fallen leaf in autumn would be the best gift?"

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Tan Siqi, you plastic sister, how much did you tell him? You will be dead when I return to China!
  The amount of coffee in the cup was reduced again, leaving only one-third.

Next, Wen Hao sang the entire song to the end in one breath without any further pause.

A bottle of dreams
  It's all about you
  Stir together
  My dear, don't be willful
  your eyes.

The coffee cup had already bottomed out and was placed back on the table.

Zhang Jielin leaned on the back of the chair, holding her cheek with one hand, her eyes seemed to be rippling with spring water, and she seemed drunk.

Wen Hao looked directly at her and tenderly uttered the last words of love:
  Saying I do

After singing the song, Wen Hao put down his guitar, moved his chair over, and grabbed Zhang Sisterlin's hand again.

"Miss Zhang Jielin, are you willing to let Wen Hao be your boyfriend?"

Zhang Sisterlin glared at him: "You have sung the lyrics like this, and you still ask me if I am willing?"

"The lyrics are just my imagination. Whether you want it or not, you have to say it yourself."

Zhang Sisterin's mouth curved, and she replied with two words like a mosquito moaning: "Yes."

"It was too quiet, I didn't hear it clearly."

"Forget it if you didn't hear it clearly. Anyway, I won't say it a second time."

Wen Hao was not annoyed, but changed the subject and said: "Sister Sister Lin, actually I just pretended to take a sip, and I haven't tasted it yet."

"Why are you talking about this now? I've already finished my drink. How about ordering another drink?"

"Didn't I say that I can't drink too much, so a little is fine."

"What?" Before Zhang Sisterlin could react, she found that her lips were sealed, "Well"

She subconsciously wanted to push away, but the little nanny seemed to be really experienced, so she immediately held her hands behind her back.

After she got used to it, he raised his big hand to hold the back of her head and further attacked the city.

The barrier between lips and teeth soon fell, and the faint sweetness of coffee that remained in the warm cavity was swept away unceremoniously.

As the kiss deepened, she gradually became drunk.

Suddenly I felt that if the unrealistic dream he talked about could really come true.
  One year as a nanny may not be enough. Perhaps the term should be changed to a lifetime.

　It’s the end of the month, brothers who still have monthly tickets, please smash your monthly tickets into my face~
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)