Chapter 617 Can't We Have Something Special?

half an hour later.

A basketball court.

Lu Yiming pouted, obviously unhappy.

Is this what Bird calls a game between men?

Why is the game between men so serious?

Can't we have something special?

"What are you still doing in a daze? You don't want to fight?"

Peng Hanxi, who was dribbling the ball in the field, suddenly stopped and looked at Lu Yiming, who was still pretending to be serious.

When the lights came on, the entire basketball court was lit up.

And Peng Hanxi, who was standing in the field, was still wearing the white school uniform short-sleeved shirt, with two buttons unbuttoned at the collar, looking picturesque. Not only did it not make her look ruffian, but another kind of heartbeat that Lu Yiming couldn't describe!

It would be great if she could belong to him like this...

"Xiao Sao Nian, what's wrong with you?"

Could it be that he was... getting emotional because he didn't do something embarrassing with him?

It's just that Peng Hanxi automatically ignored this idea as soon as it appeared.

This kind of unscrupulous little coquettish young man has many sexual partners, and her vision is not so bad that she is a fake man.

Reluctantly taking off his coat, Lu Yiming threw himself into the man's game with Peng Hanxi.

Just what's the matter with this guy?

He is obviously much shorter than Lu Yiming, but why is he so fluent in grabbing the ball and dribbling, and even has a great jumping ability.

When Lu Yiming was still carefully observing Peng Hanxi's actions, she accidentally snatched the ball from her hand again.

"Fuck, my ball..."

Looking at the empty hand, Lu Yiming yelled.

Regarding this, Peng Hanxi, who was dribbling the ball towards the basket, said to him: "If you are not serious, even your underwear will hang on the hoop later."

For panties...

Oh no, for the dignity of a man, Lu Yiming can't care about anything else, "Your sister's bird, the young master is here..."

In the quiet stadium, there are only two jubilant figures of them.

After being robbed of the ball by Peng Hanxi for an unknown number of times, Lu Yiming finally broke down.

The tall body fell to the ground, and Lu Yiming said extremely aggrieved: "I don't want to play anymore, I don't want to play anymore."

Why does he lose every time?

Peng Hanxi, who dribbled the ball to Lu Yiming's side, still maintained a jumping posture, "Xiao Sao Nian, it's not your style to admit defeat so quickly."

"It's you who win anyway, you're a man, okay?"

Lu Yiming, panting heavily, said so.

Peng Hanxi: "..."

If possible, she also hopes that if she is a man, she won't have to live as hard as she is now.

But in this way, Lu Yiming has completely become Peng Hanxi's old fan.

"Bird, why do I feel like nothing in this world can bother you? Tell me, what did you do before?"

In the rest area beside the basketball court, Lu Yiming and Peng Hanxi were also covered in sweat. When they were drinking a bottle of water, Lu Yiming suddenly asked this question.

Really, he was going crazy wanting to know her identity.

The twists and turns that can make a person come to China from country M to live as another person, just thinking about it makes people yearn for it!

Peng Hanxi really didn't expect Lu Yiming to ask such a question suddenly, he paused while drinking water, and then looked at him with a half-smile, his eyebrows slightly raised in a wanton smile, "Why do you know so much? Do you want to mess with me? "