Chapter 1070: Don't worship me too much

Chapter 1070 don't need to worship me too much
Wen Qiao held a big watermelon: "Do you want to listen to the truth?"
Shen Yan stared at her without speaking.
Wen Qiao: "It's about fifteen minutes."
It let him a lot at the beginning, and it was fifteen minutes earlier than him, even if he was nine years old, then he lost a lot.
He just stood aside sulking.
Tired and thirsty, but he didn't want to say.
Wen Qiao picked up another piece of watermelon and handed it to him: "Ice watermelon, can you eat it?"
Shen Yan patted it off with one hand, and the watermelon fell on the grass, "I won't eat it."
Especially vicious.
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Don't eat it and pull it down."
Still expect her to beg him to eat?
nonexistent.
Unexpectedly, Shen Yan asked her again but he really didn't ask.
Everyone was eating the watermelon, and he was standing alone, and Wen Qiao was eating it while feeling that it was so sweet and the ice was so delicious.
Shen Yan gave her every time she said a word.
Wen Qiao turned a blind eye. After eating a large piece of watermelon, he threw the watermelon rind into the basket and gently touched his stomach: "Where is the bathroom?"
The staff pointed to her, Wen Qiao helped the straw hat on his head and walked to the bathroom.
The staff at the racecourse waited for her to leave, and hurriedly handed a piece of watermelon to Shen Yan: "Little master, eat a little bit faster. The weather is too hot. You sweated a lot just now. You didn’t add some sugar or water. Easy to heatstroke."
Shen Yan not only wanted face in front of Wen Qiao, he also wanted face in front of outsiders, but he was so thirsty, and Wen Qiao was not there, so he quickly took the watermelon and took a quick bite. The sweetness to his heart, he ate I was in a hurry, for fear that Wen Qiao came out of the bathroom halfway through the meal and caught him eating watermelon. Where would he put his face?
Fortunately, Wen Qiao spent a long time in the bathroom.
Wen Qiao was already well, leaning against the sink in the bathroom to play with his mobile phone. After counting the time, he went out when it was almost time.
This little thing Shen Yan didn't live up to his stomach, he ate too quickly, and choked at the last bite. The staff was patting him on his back.
Wen Qiao was in a dilemma. He had no choice but to walk under the tree.
There was watermelon juice at the corner of Shen Yan's mouth, and the scene of the crime was not cleaned.
Wen Qiao glanced at him, and Shen Yan came along, with a big temper: "What are you looking at?"
Wen Qiao squinted his eyes: "You are my student and my defeated opponent. You can try again?"
Shen Yan was afraid to speak.
This woman seems to be very fierce, and it is estimated that she can't beat her. All the small hidden weapons he designed can't escape her magic eye. She can't fight clearly, she can only fight wisely.
But it seems that Wen Qiao is not stupid, whether it is wit or bravery, he is not her opponent.
Shen Yan was itchy teeth.
How can he lose?
He must find a way to drive Wen Qiao away.
It was noon that the two had lunch at the racecourse. An old elm wood table was placed under the big locust tree. A group of rough men ate with Wen Qiao and Shen Yan.
Wen Qiao talked to them about equestrianism, and they knew that in the previous jockey meeting held in Haicheng, she was the owner of the No.85 horse race God of War, and that the jockey was injured in that race and she personally went into battle.
She is the champion of the jockey club.
Shen Yan almost choked on the rice ball and glanced at Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao fluttered her long hair: "Don't worship me too much."
Shen Yan rolled his eyes: "Who admires you, isn't he the champion of horse racing? Is there anything great, don't you know that the arrogant soldier will lose?"
Wen Qiao said softly: "Really? I only know that the winner is king. If you lose today, you have to promise me one thing."
(End of this chapter)