Cai Langbo silently handed over another towel, and Sister Qiao couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of water.

Harm, just wiped in vain,

Once back to before liberation.

I had to go to play a game in the afternoon, but Jiang Tong caught a cold.

Qiao Weitang really didn't want to complain, what kind of physique was this, so he was drenched in such a drop of rain, a loss.

Then he was sprayed with water, he was disgusted to death, and ran to wash his hair, but there was no hot water at the base...... And he washed it with cool water.

Okay, okay.

It's a little susceptible to colds.

In the car, the little milk dog snorted pitifully, and still insisted on sitting next to her, telling her earthy love words?!

Ning is really stupid with his brain drenched in the rain, right?

After hearing, "Aren't you tired?" You've been running in my heart for a day......"

Qiao Weitang finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Shut up!"

She leaned sideways and covered his mouth with one hand, and finally stopped making noise, what age is it, is it dirt or not?!

Playing a solo game, where is such a big sequelae.

In the next second, her expression immediately froze, her lips were soft and thin, and she rubbed lightly in the palm of her hand, like a feather falling on the palm of her hand.

She hurriedly withdrew her hand.

What the hell, is it her delusion?

How did it feel, he, kissed her palm.

"Isn't it fun?" He asked thoughtfully, blinking his eyes.

"Nonsense." Qiao Weitang saw the tip of his red nose and moist eyes, and calmly looked away, "The soil is dead." ”

Jiang Tong looked at her quietly for a while.

"I also think it's earthy and greasy, who invented it, vomited."

I sighed faintly, it's hard to do.

A few people in the back seat who had already put on headphones sneered when they heard this, saying that the person who had read for half an hour was not you.

The afternoon race didn't go well at all.

Jiang Tong has been weak since he was a child, and he will die when he catches a cold, he didn't think it was anything at first, but after being blown by the warm air conditioner of the venue for a long time, he began to have a headache.

The team's communication was mixed with his occasional sneeze.

SIS has always been a wild core play, this time Jiang Tong is obviously not in shape, and there is no problem with the rhythm, but there will be some small mistakes in his operation.

So that the rhythm slowed down, and the fight lasted for a long time, not as crisp and neat as before.

It was almost overturned.

After the first team is over, they will play against the other team, and they will play two teams a day during the regular season.

This time the opponent is very strong.

Coach Tudou looked at Jiang Tong's increasingly ruddy face, "Hit the shooter core, Jiang Tong is not in a good state." ”

I couldn't help but want to count down, knowing that I had to die to fight the game, and I still didn't say anything about the game on the horse.

The side of the leaf played well, but it was only relative to the side, let him play the main core, and there was little practice, which seemed a little difficult.

Two games ended, 1-1 draw.

Qiao Weitang glanced at Jiang Tong sideways, his cheeks were ruddy, but his fair face looked displeased, and his long and thick eyelashes hung down.

"Is it okay?" She asked softly.

As the initiator, he was stared at by Coach Potato the whole time, like sitting on pins and needles.

A muffled voice, "Hmm." ”

Qiao Weitang reached out and probed his forehead, "It's so hot, I have a fever." ”

She shouted at Coach Potato, "Coach, the dog has a fever." ”

"Okay, let's go back to the game and start the last game of BO3, and wait and see how it will win."

Coach Tudou applied for a timeout and discussed with the referee if it could be postponed.

The referee just shook his head.

Jiang Tong put the headphones back on,

"Lift the pause and fix it quickly."