You're Beautiful When You Smile - Chapter 105 Part 1

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com.



You’re Beautiful When You Smile
Chapter 105 Part 1

When Tong Yao went downstairs, she heard Little Fatty yelling that he was hungry and start claiming that he was becoming skinner from being so famished…...Tong Yao squatted in front of the shoe cabinet to look for shoes to wear and asked without looking up: “Little Fatty, did Cheng Ge bring you back to Master last night?”

It was dead quiet behind her.

She looked back and saw Little Fatty pointing to the black circles under his eyes: “Do you think these are the depressing black circles that a Master would have?”

Tong Yao: “......”

Tong Yao turned her head to look at Lu Sicheng who was making coffee for himself in the kitchen and asked: “Cheng Ge, why did you screw up our Little Fatty?” Lu Sicheng replied casually: “I didn’t.” Then he walked over to the doorway and stuffed a bowl of instant noodles into Little Fatty’s arms: “Ask for hot water after we get to the airport. Stop yelling.”

Little Fatty tightly held onto the instant noodles. At the same time Xiao Rui stood outside the door and announced loudly that the bus had arrived, everyone had to get out quickly without delay. Tong Yao hurriedly put on her shoes and as she was reaching out for her luggage, Lu Sicheng had already picked it up for her.

“I can carry it myself……”

“Get going.” Lu Sicheng pointed with his chin.

Tong Yao turned to walk out with empty hands, but was stopped by Lu Sicheng: “Wait, get on the bus last.”

Tong Yao looked back at him confused. When they finally walked out of the base, the B team kids had already gotten on the bus. The A team players followed them, then Xiao Rui, Ming god and the rest of the staff. Tong Yao and Lu Sicheng were the last two waiting to get on-- --

It was the first time the bus was this full. When Tong Yao got in, all the seats in front were occupied, only the last row was empty which was reserved especially for Lu Sicheng…...Little Fatty and Lu Yue were sitting in the first row. Little Fatty said to Tong Yao giggling: “Sorry, you’re stuck with our captain.”

Tong Yao opened her mouth about to say something but the man behind poked her with a finger. She walked towards the back while saying: “Is your captain a cannibal?” After she sat down, Lu Sicheng sat right next to her. Tong Yao glanced up at him.

Soon Lu Sicheng saw Tong Yao take out her cell phone and started typing.

In no time, he felt his own cell phone started vibrating inside his pocket-- --

[Rabbit holds tight of carrots: Move over, why are you so close to me?]

[fhdjwhdb2333: The air conditioner is cold.]

[Rabbit holds tight of carrots: Turn it off.]

[fhdjwhdb2333: I won’t.]

[Rabbit holds tight of carrots: What do you mean you won’t; what would it look like if you sit so close to me while there is plenty of room on this long row of empty spaces?]

[fhdjwhdb2333: No one is looking at us anyway, look up.]

Tong Yao looked up and indeed no one was paying any attention to them. Most of them were either playing games or listening to music or sleeping. The rest was looking down studying their notes from the practice match-- --Everyone was busy with their own business-- --Indeed, no one noticed them.

Tong Yao breathed out a sigh of relief. Through the corner of her eye, she noticed that the man next to her had slipped down a little, crossed his legs, and pulled the hood of his sweater over half of his face, taking the usual slouching position of the ZGDX captain-- --

But this time he had silently stretched one of his arms behind Tong Yao’s back to hug her waist.

Tong Yao swallowed her breath of relief back. Her back slightly tensed and she sat up straight a little. She could feel the man using his lean fingers to pinch her waist and used a low and lazy voice to say, quite irresponsibly: “Relax.”

Tong Yao reached over trying to pry open Lu Sicheng’s hand, but those slightly cool fingers wouldn’t budge at all-- --Until Tong Yao stretched out her index finger to pry his fingers off, the man finally released his hold on her waist but silently grabbed her index finger instead.

Tong Yao: “......”

Lu Sicheng pulled on her finger, pinched it, then gave a brief comment: “soft.” Then he kept his position, half-leaning against Tong Yao and fell asleep feeling quite content.

Translated by Team DHH at http://dhh-workshop.blogspot.com.