Chapter 550: Which leg has cramps
After Dong Fangzhuo got off the plane in London, he did not follow the team back to Manchester, but left the team in London early and came to a quiet hotel in the suburbs of London.
At this time, he had just entered the hotel lobby when he saw an acquaintance.
"Xiao Ding?"
His originally smiling face was a little stiff, because he actually saw Ding Junhui, a billiards prodigy, here.
was still a little disappointed, thinking that Pan Xiaoting had asked him to meet alone, it seemed that he was thinking too much and thinking about evil, how could a pure woman be as casual as a Yanmar......
"Brother Dong, you're here."
"You know I'm coming?"
"Yes, Sister Pan told me a long time ago."
Ding Junhui is naΓ―ve......
Dong Fangzhuo rolled his eyes in his heart, put away his depression, and put on a smiling face again, "Haven't you played recently?" β
"Well, at the end of the year, the event is basically over, and I have been promoting it with Sister Pan for the past few days."
"Oh......" Dong Fangzhuo nodded thoughtfully.
"It's good, look at me, I'm playing football all day and night, I'm tired ......"
The two chatted without saying a word, and about half an hour later, they met Pan Xiaoting.
It was already cold in London in October, and Pan Xiaoting wore a silver-white down jacket, wrapping herself like a snow white, leaving only a pretty face exposed.
When she saw Dong Fangzhuo, Pan Xiaoting didn't seem very happy, but looked at Dong Fangzhuo a few more times. After all, she is a little older than Dong Fangzhuo and Ding Junhui, and no matter how she does, she has to maintain a little bit of royal sister style
The three of them made an appointment to go to Chongqing hot pot......
Dong Fangzhuo eats very little, but Ding Junhui has been eating with his head on his stomach.
Dong Fangzhuo is really envious of billiards, and he can eat as much as he wants, as long as he doesn't care about his figure...... Football is not good for long-distance mobilization, and the consequences of indiscriminate eating are unimaginable. So he just had some side dishes and beef.
But Ding Junhui loves to eat nothing, and he works hard enough. After filling his stomach into a ball, Ding stood up.
"Brother Dong, Sister Pan, you two eat first, I have to leave in a hurry."
"Huh? Why? β
"I'm going back to practice......"
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Dong Fangzhuo nodded, Xiao Ding is very good, he is as diligent and hardworking as himself.
"Also, although the season is over, you also have to maintain your condition, especially billiards, if you don't maintain your condition every day, your hands are born, right? Understand, understand, then go back......"
"We can't let our country's prodigies reduce their combat effectiveness, go for it." Dong Fangzhuo patted Ding Junhui's shoulder......
Pan Xiaoting rolled her eyes, only to realize that Dong Fangzhuo, who looked a little honest and quiet, was actually such a nonsense guy, but she also nodded at Ding Junhui.
"Xiaoding, come on, sister is optimistic that you will win the World Championships next year, you must work hard."
In this way, Ding Junhui, who was full of food and drink, left so stupidly.
Oh, I can't waste such a good opportunity that Xiao Ding created for me, Dong Fangzhuo watched Ding Junhui leave, his eyes were full of strong feeling, and after sitting down again, his eyes finally began to look at Pan Xiaoting unscrupulously.
Ding Junhui was here just now, he was embarrassed, but now it's just the two of them, and he looks at the murder weapon with a fierce light.
Pan Xiaoting, who took off her down jacket, had a clear view of her figure at this time, and her fiery red sweater wrapped her upper body, like a ripe fruit, and she wanted to break it open and rub it......
Pan Xiaoting casually added a piece of meat stained with chili peppers to her mouth, and didn't seem to care at all. If she didn't have this calmness, wouldn't she be killed by the gaze of the men in the audience when she played?
Then the two of them started to talk about football, chatting for less than half an hour, and then Dong Fangzhuo diverted the topic.
"You, when are you going to teach me to play billiards?"
"Do you really want to learn?" Pan Xiaoting looked at him with some disbelief.
"Of course, I've always been very serious about what I do." Dong Fangzhuo replied cheekily.
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An hour later......
"Wow, do you ask the hotel to equip you with a room with a pool table every time you go to a place?" Dong Fangzhuo looked around, and finally his eyes stayed on Pan Xiaoting's graceful body again.
At this time, Pan Xiaoting was half-lying in front of the billiard table, focusing on the billiards, and Dong Fangzhuo's eyes stayed on a certain part of Pan Xiaoting's upright.
Bite......
There was some anger in his body that he couldn't suppress.
Since he spent the middle of the year with some big Yanmars, he found that he was a little addicted, and now that he was alone and widowed, he was naturally a little unbearable.
"Come here." Pan Xiaoting didn't look back, but moved her buttocks.
This made Dong Fangzhuo's heart flutter again.
"I said, why are you still sitting?"
"I ......" Dong Fangzhuo's old face blushed, what the hell, can you stand up? When he got up, he broke the gun, and now he pressed the pillow on the sofa between his legs, but he didn't get up.
"Wait, I've got a cramp in my foot."
"You still have cramps? I haven't seen you smoke on the court. Pan Xiaoting tilted her head and looked at Dong Fangzhuo with a confused face, she really felt a little ridiculous, Dong Fangzhuo, an iron man who couldn't run away, could also cramp?
"That's the way it is when you sit for a long time, I like to exercise, and if I don't exercise for a day and just sit, I guess it's all turned into fossils." Dong Fangzhuo hurriedly waved away the evil thoughts in his heart and distracted himself. But as long as he looked at Pan Xiaoting, he couldn't help but be uncontrollable.
What a damn thing,
He shouldn't have come here, it's over, it hurts, and he regrets it in his heart. If I can't control it, what should I do?
I regret it, I really regret it, unless I take her ...... now
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"I'll show you,"
Pan Xiaoting turned around, twisted her slender waist and walked towards Dong Fangzhuo, and squatted down.
"Which leg has a cramp? My mom used to have cramps a lot too, and I always massaged her when I was a kid. β
Third leg...... Dong Fangzhuo rolled his eyes in his heart, but said in his mouth.
"Left calf ......"
"Oh, don't move, relax, I'll rub you." Pan Xiaoting gently straightened Dong Fangzhuo's left calf and placed it on her thigh, and then gently rubbed it with both hands.
Flaky......
Dong Fangzhuo softened for a while, and couldn't help but close his eyes.
Mom,
I can't stand it anymore,
Smelling the faint fragrance wafting from Pan Xiaoting's body, Dong Fangzhuo now wants to become a beast......
"Is it better?"
"Well, yes, it's getting worse."
"Impossible, it should be fine soon."
"No, it's not getting better at all......"
"Look at you, it's still football far away, it's really, it's not like it at all, how can there be a player who has calf cramps when he doesn't play football......"