You're Beautiful When You Smile - Chapter 107 Part 4

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



You’re Beautiful When You Smile
Chapter 107 Part 4

Tong Yao was a bit nervous when she saw that it was Little Fatty in front of her. She was afraid that Little Fatty would say something like “you two are dating but don’t hamper Cheng Ge’s training” “Everyone has high hopes for going to the world tournament, we can’t drop the ball halfway just because of you two”. She was kind of apprehensive about everything to begin with. Those words would probably make her even more anxious…… To be honest, Tong Yao really hoped that her teammates would at least support her.

Tong Yao was quite uneasy following Little Fatty out of the internet cafe. All she could think of was things like “Little Fatty didn’t disapprove yesterday” “it doesn’t look like he feels it’s something bad” “could it be that he’s pretending” “damn, I thought he didn’t have any objections to it, ahhhhhh”-- --

The two stood outside the internet cafe and Tong Yao was already prepared to face a storm. She didn’t expect Little Fatty to take out his cell phone and hand it to Tong Yao while nudging her with his elbow: “Listen to this.”

Tong Yao took a glance at him baffled, then played the audio clip Little Fatty had pulled out on his phone-- --

[What exactly do you like about her? Don’t give me those superficial things like on the marriage oath-- --To tell the truth, Tong Yao’s looks are pretty ordinary-- --compared to those pretty fangirls of yours.]

It sounded like Little Fatty’s voice amid a rustling background noise.

Tong Yao was taken by surprise and looked up at Little Fatty. Little Fatty was grinning from ear to ear and pointed at the phone, gesturing for Tong Yao to keep listening: “It’s quite something, listen on.”

Tong Yao: “......”

[She’s quite a strong player.]

When she heard Lu Sicheng’s voice, Tong Yao blushed.

[She’s cute when she cries.]

Tong Yao felt like she was going to suffocate. What was he doing telling all these things to Little Fatty, ahhh.

In the recording, Little Fatty pushed on: “Anything else?” Lu Sicheng was quiet for a moment. As Tong Yao thought the clip had ended, she heard Lu Sicheng’s low and slow voice-- --

[The spark of love comes from nowhere, but the feelings get deeper and deeper.]

Tong Yao: “.................................................................................”

With the cell phone in hand, Tong Yao’s face turned to the color of tomatoes and looked at Little Fatty at a loss of what to say or do. Little Fatty, holding onto the railing on the sidewalk, guffawed while pounding his chest and stomped his foot. “Hahahahahahahahahaha,” he asked Tong Yao: “Isn’t your man quite something?” Tong Yao couldn’t reply as if her tongue was tied in a knot. She hastily stuffed the cell phone into her own pocket, only to remember a few seconds later that it was Little Fatty’s phone. She took the phone out to return to Little Fatty with a red face-- --

“You want me to send you a copy, ha.” Little Fatty was laughing so hard that his eyes disappeared.

At the very moment, the door to the internet cafe was pulled open from inside. Their captain came out with his usual stone face and asked: “Want to get something to eat?” After he stood in front of his support and mid, he sensed that there was something going on. He looked down and saw Tong Yao holding Little Fatty’s phone in hand. He raised his eyebrows to ask: “What are you two talking about?”

Just as he finished, Tong Yao, like a bird flopping its wings to stagger forward, threw herself into his arms.

Lu Sicheng lifted both of his arms to accept the unexpected embrace, but lowered his head in confusion to look at the person in his arms. Tong Yao lifted her reddish face to look back at him: “Let’s eat, let’s eat. I’m famished. It took long enough for you to come out.”

“?”

Lu Sicheng stroked her head.

He still felt that there was something not quite right and looked up at Little Fatty, warning him with a serious attitude: “You stay away from her, always coming up with weird ideas.”

Little Fatty collected himself and stood straight: “Oh.”

Little Fatty took his warning, too bad it was too late. In his mind, all he was thinking was: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

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