Her heart was warm.

Steps away again and walk there.

"Sister-in-law is here."

"My sister-in-law is so beautiful today."

A group of young men saw Yan Zao and started to cheer with a smile.

Yan was a little embarrassed, her cheeks flushed slightly, she nodded at them and walked to Lan Mu and Yan's long-distance vision.

As she got closer, Yan Zao noticed that Yu Yesang was also there. She glanced at Yu Yesang.

Meeting Yan Zao's gaze, Yu Yesang bent his lips and greeted her with a generous smile, "Zhao Zao."

Yan Zao also bent her lips and smiled back, withdrew her gaze, and looked at Yan Yuanjing, "Have you fought with a profession?"

Yan Yuanjing still had sweat beads on her head, but she didn't think much about it and raised her hand to wipe it off.

This action made Lan Mu feel sad.

When he thought of his Moments he posted today, he immediately called Wang Yang to send his mobile phone over.

When I opened my circle of friends, there was no new response to the news, and Yan Zao had not given him a like.

At this time, Yan Zao's mobile phone came to the WeChat message, and Yan Zao took out the phone from her bag.

Lan Mu looked at Yan Zao's mobile phone screen with vigilance, but she did not hide it.

When I opened WeChat, it was a message from Wenjing: "Sign, have you asked for your signature?"

Yan Zao then remembered the fact that Wenjing entrusted her to find Lan Mu to sign last night.

She quickly replied to the quiet: "I'll ask you now."

After returning, she locked the screen of her phone and looked at Lan Mu, "I'll tell you something."

She looked at both sides, considering the people next to her.

Lan Mu saw Yan hesitating, and seemed to be difficult to speak, and couldn't help but wonder, "What's the matter?"

"Let's go and talk."

Lan Mu doesn't like signing autographs, and Yan Zao is afraid that it will make him embarrassed by asking so many people.

In fact, she regretted it a little, so she shouldn't have responded to Wenjing.

He reached out and held Lan Mu's hand.

It’s holding hands, not pulling arms in a normal habit.

Lan Mu was a little caught off guard, to be precise, surprised or unexpected.

He lowered his head, looked at Yan Zao's thin hand, his fingertips were slightly cool, and he pressed against the back of his hand. Lan Mu lowered his head, his fingertips were a little red, and he suddenly felt pity. He held her hand with his back and held it in the palm of his hand.

Let her pull her forward.

Looking at her delicate side face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

"If you are nice enough to her, you won't ask this question..."

How to be good enough?

How can she treat her so that she thinks he is better than Cheng Xing?

Lan Mu suddenly stopped, "Yan Zao."

Yan had only heard Lan Mu call her, but before he could react, he pulled her into his arms.

A pair of powerful arms surrounded her, and Yan Zao clearly smelled the sweat on the man's body and the fragrance of the shower liquid he used frequently.

I'm afraid that only she won't dislike him.

I even thought... it smelled so good.

Yan Zao also raised his hands, wrapped around Lan Mu's waist, raised his face and looked at him in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Lan Mu lowered his head, "What's wrong with you? Just say that."

His arms relaxed, and his gentle tone made people feel overbearing.

Yan Zao didn't beat around the bush, "Wenjing said that her college roommates are all your super fans. They came to watch the football scene on site and wanted to find you to sign."

She paused for a moment and was about to say that it would be fine if she didn't want to sign. Anyway, she was just helping Wenjing convey it, but Lan Mu's voice rushed in front of her, "Okay."

He immediately turned his head and asked to Xigua who was busy there: "Does there still have a backup jersey?"

Then he held Yan Zao's hand and walked back.

Watermelon nodded back to Lan Mu, "Some."

Then he asked curiously: "Who do you want to sign for?"

When Yu Yesang heard this, he looked at Yan Zao, sure that Yan Zao was going to help someone to sign.

She was guessing, Lan Mu looked down at Yan Zao beside her and asked, "How many of them?"

Yan Zao stared at him, "No, you still want to give someone an autographed team uniform?"

Wen Jing just asked for an autograph. Would this team uniform be too grand and too excessive?

He also set this precedent in front of so many people, and he would offend others too much in the future.

Lan Mu frowned, "Can't it work?"

Yan Zao curled his lips and nodded, "Okay."

Lan Mu's brows were even tighter, OK...

She helped someone to come to him for an autograph, and she felt so reluctant that he agreed.

He gritted his teeth, held Yan Zao's hand tightly, and pinched Yan Zao's hand hard. Yan Zao was in pain and raised his face and glared at him.

The two of them had no intention of obscuring their subtle interactions. Everyone saw them, and a group of young men in their early twenties started to make noises.

"The captain is really a powerful wife."

"You're so loving. I'm going to be killed by your dog food."

Yan Zao's eyes were on one of the young men talking, wearing the No. 15 jersey. She thought of Wenjing and kept joking with No. 15: "Do you like a sister-brother relationship?"

The 15th young man never dreamed that Yan Zao would notice him, and asked him such a strange question, with a confused expression on his face.

What does siblings mean?

Why did he feel a little scared? His eyes subconsciously turned to Lan Mu, but he didn't dare to look directly at Lan Mu's eyes, so he quickly moved away.

It is said that the captain is extremely jealous. Anyone who keeps his eyes on his sister-in-law for a while may be punished. His sister-in-law even noticed him particularly. He was finished and he felt two or three thousand push-ups waving to him.

On the fifteenth, he asked Yan Zao carefully: "What does sister-in-law mean?"

"You're a little handsome."

Yan Zao stared at No. 15's face and praised.

The young man was so scared that he shook his head, "No, no, no, I am not handsome, the captain is unparalleled, the captain is our responsibility for appearance."

Yan Zao: "..."

Everyone was so funny that they laughed out loud by No. 15.

Yan Zao's mouth twitched silently, and she turned to look at Lan Mu, "How narcissistic and harsh are you usually."

It scared the child.

At this time, Yan Yuanjing's voice suddenly rang, "It was Wenjing who said it."

He looked at Yan Zao.

Yan Zao nodded, "Yes."

It seems that the idiot has already annoyed Xiao Jing.

The young man from the fifteenth day didn't know who Wenjing was, but as long as it wasn't his sister-in-law who praised him, he felt he was rescued and asked quickly: "Which little cutie is Wenjing?"

Grinning, chuckling.

If this smile is placed on the face of ordinary people, it will definitely be extremely greasy. On the handsome face of the No. 15 young man, it feels bad.

Yan Zao looked at him, stepped closer to Lan Mu, and whispered: "Wenjing is really pretty. I am also optimistic about this No. 15 little pineapple. I performed so well on the court yesterday."

Her eyes kept judging No. 15.

Lan Mu pretended to be puzzled: "Didn't you watch it?"

Yan Zao was nervous, "I... watched the replay."

Her eyes wandered, and she didn't dare to look at Lan Mu's face.

Lan Mu asked again: "Then are you paying attention to him throughout the whole process?"
Chapter completed!