C1107 Sleeping on the Big Bed!
"It seems to be the day after tomorrow."
Ling Xueyi thought for a while and confirmed.
"Alright, let me take a look."
Lin Cheng nodded and sat on the sofa.
"You, why are you looking at me?"
Sensing Lin Cheng's gaze, Ling Xueyi blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment.
"Nothing, I just want to see you."
Lin Cheng smiled and stood up to pat Ling Xueyi's head. "I'm going to rest first. I'm a little tired after today's competition."
He got up and went back to his room.
Seeing Lin Cheng leave, Ling Xueyi bit her red lips lightly. She was a little disappointed and relieved. Her mood was a little complicated.
"Will Lin Cheng come?"
In the apartment.
Xie Zhen paced back and forth in the apartment. He had no confidence at all.
Initially, when Lin Cheng agreed to join the team, he was happy for quite a while. After all, with Lin Cheng, the Sharpshooter, his results would definitely not be too bad.
However, he never would have thought that in the first round of drawing lots, he would be so unlucky that he actually drew the Free Bravehearts Team.
Speaking of the Free Bravehearts Team, at least in this area, no one did not know that in basketball competitions between three people, big and small, they had obtained quite a lot of honor. They were often in the top four.
It was one of the teams that had the ability to win the championship in this open match.
"Brother, I'm not talking about you. Your luck is too good, isn't it? Who isn't good? You actually got them! "
Xie Yumeng did not have the strength to complain. There were at least a few hundred teams participating in the open competition even if they did not have a thousand. Yes. There were only a few teams with the ability to win the championship. She did not expect her brother to get one of them. This luck was simply enough to buy a lottery ticket.
"I don't want to either. Who would have thought that I would win them? Little Meng, do you think Lin Cheng will come or not? If he didn't come, it would really be over."
All of Xie Zhen's hopes were placed on Lin Cheng. After all, with just the strength of these few people, there was no chance for them to fight against the Free Braves Team.
"I don't know. It was Xue Yi who answered the phone. She promised to tell Lin Cheng when he came back. As for whether she agreed or not, she didn't ask."
Xie Yumeng shook her head and repeated the conversation with Ling Xueyi.
"Then, should I call again to confirm?"
Xie Zhen was somewhat anxious. After all, this competition was of great importance to him. If he was eliminated so early, he would not be able to accept such stimulation.
"I don't want it anymore, right? It's already so late. What should we do if you fight them and affect their rest?"
Xie Yumeng looked at the time. It was already past ten o'clock at night. It was very likely that he had already rested. If she called him now, it might have the opposite effect.
"Alright then. We will call him tomorrow."
Only then did Xie Zhen notice the time. He could only give up.
The night passed in silence.
Lin Cheng only opened his eyes when he woke up naturally. The moment he opened his eyes, he felt that there was something strange on the bed. There seemed to be something extra next to it.2
Looking at Ling Xueyi sleeping soundly beside him, Lin Cheng widened his eyes.
He clearly remembered that Ling Xueyi's room was next door. Why would she sleep on his bed? Or was it because he was too tired last night and walked into the wrong room?
Lin Cheng hurriedly raised his head and sized up the furnishings in the room.
There was a newly assembled computer in front of the window. This was the equipment that the OMG team had added to make it convenient for the team members to train. In other words, Lin Cheng had not walked into the wrong room.
What was the situation now?!
Lin Cheng was confused. He did not understand the current situation.
Ling Xueyi suddenly moved and leaned towards Lin Cheng. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly and she had a sweet smile on her face. She looked very satisfied and slept very peacefully.
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