You’re Beautiful When You Smile

Jinyang left in the evening.

Tong Yao was leaning on the back of Lu Sichengs chair watching him play. Then she found him involved in a conversation in Korean with someone with an id she didnt recognize. They talked before the game started and continued after the game had started-- --Tong Yao didnt know Korean, but she recognized some of the Korean words kept popping up, such as hahaha, hehehe, or wuwuwuwuwu.

She thought about it and asked: Captain, who are you talking to?

A normal social contact.

?

The AD next door.

......

Oh, it was Pope from next door.

What are you two talking about so happily?

Lu Sicheng turned sideways ever so slightly to glance at the person who was leaning on his chair like a gecko. Tong Yao shrunk back a little. Lu Sicheng turned his face back and slowly said: This is what happens when you dont read books nor newspapers.

Ever since the Xu Tailun incident, plus our interviews yesterday-- --public opinion is questioning whether all the foreign help in China have disciplinary problems. A lot of clubs are reasserting their management over their players. I asked Li Junhe whether we can go do something together later, like getting some drinks.

He said the club has curfews now, they cant go out after 10 pm unless its a team activity and someone from management has to tag along. Otherwise, all they can do is order takeout even if theyre famished.

......

To Tong Yao, it sounded like they were overdoing it.

Tong Yao looked behind herself at the sofa where Xiao Rui was sitting enjoying his time with a cat in each hand. Tong Yao jokingly said to him: Rui Ge, did you hear? The other clubs have started to make changes, we cant lag behind.

I heard it, I heard it. Xiao Rui moved Dabings fat claw away from Xiao Congs head: Our team is very self-disciplined. We dont need to do all that.

......Your teams AD was just inviting the other teams AD to go out to have a drink. What self-discipline!

Tong Yao lifted her hand to point at Lu Sicheng from above his head.

She was stretching her neck to look at the direction of the living room.

Just then, the man who was playing a game at the moment seemed to have eyes on the top of his head and reached up with one hand and held Tong Yaos hand in his. Tong Yao was taken aback. She checked her surroundings to make sure no one was looking and tried with all her might to pull her hand out of his grip. Despite her efforts, Lu Sichengs grip was too strong.

He used his fingers to forcefully separate Tong Yaos fingers before pushing his long fingers in between hers-- --

Now their fingers were interlocked and palms pressed against each other.

The warm and dry palm closely touched hers.

Tong Yao quieted down. She put her chin on the back of his chair and carefully watched the two interlocking hands gradually come downwards. Lu Sicheng played with her hands for a while before calmly releasing her hand.

Tong Yaos heartbeat was far from calm. She cleared her throat and stood up from her captains chair with the warmth still lingering in her palm...She walked over to the living room and sat down on the sofa. She took Dabing from Xiao Rui.. and stroked Dabing a couple of times until her cell phone vibrated from inside her pocket. Tong Yao took it out to take a look-- --

[fhdjwhdb2333: Why is your hand so soft.]

Tong Yao: .......................................

One minute later, the cell phone in front of Lu Sicheng, who was concentrating on his game, lit up.

[rabbit holds tight of carrots: Rotten scoundrel!]