Basketball Commander

　　 "By the way, what is your goal for Obama next season? A championship?"

　　 The lively Lin Yun'er and Han Miao quickly became acquainted with each other. This is not the case, she poked Han Miao's arm and asked.

　　 "Championship? Well, almost, after all, every player will target that."

　　 Han Miao thought for a while, um... If Yao Ming is healthy, plus himself, it seems that it is really possible.

　　 "Then you can do it?"

　　 "This, keep it secret."

　　Han Miao has always been the master of making a fortune in a muffled voice, so he wouldn't just plant a banner casually.

　　 "Cut, it's so mysterious."

　　 Lin Yoona curled her lips, can't this girl's charm make you tell the truth?

　　 Well, really can’t, because Han Miao likes lines...

　　 "By the way, if you all come to Tokyo, then Xiaoxian will come too."

　　 Han Miao suddenly remembered something and turned to ask Jessica.

　　 "Come on, but she is lying in the hotel reading."

　　 Jessica raised her eyebrows, "You actually asked Xiaoxian specifically and said! Are you plotting bad luck?"

　　 Han Miao spread out his hands, "I remember the last time I was in Los Angeles, I owed you two meals and haven't paid them back...Of course, if you think I don't have to pay them back, I have no problem."

　　 Han Miao said, it was exactly what happened during the last All-Star game.

　　 "Yeah, the big stars still remember, I thought you had forgotten it a long time ago."

　　 Jessica smiled and looked at Han Miao, "Then you think, after so long, should we count interest?"

　　 "There is still interest? I tell you, I am very poor. If you think of paying for yourself in the end, just cheat me."

　　 Han Miao took out his empty pockets, indicating that he was indeed poor.

　　 "Hey, I said Oppa, you won't be liked by girls if you are so stingy. How many people want to invite us to dinner?"

　　 Lin Yoona interjected abruptly. Of course, this was basically a joke.

"Oba Tangtang, a million-dollar rich man who actually wants us poor people who have had a last meal without a meal, will your conscience hurt? And, the beauty of my family Sikaoni is not enough for you to treat Is it? If it’s not enough, it’s okay, you can take me! I’m the most beautiful Lin Xiaoyun in Girls’ Generation!"

　　 Han Miao was dumbfounded, what is this operation? Is this still Yoona Lin, the first candidate for the best girlfriend in Asia? Is my opening method wrong?

　　 "Is your sister like this usually?"

Han Miao turned to ask Jessica, and at the same time stretched out his big hand to gently press Lin Yuner’s forehead to prevent the child from being too noisy. On the other side, Quan Yuli said that he should sit on one side cutely. This kind of noisy energy Son, Quan Yuli was rather shy in front of the man who met for the first time.

"Almost, especially when it comes to food." Jessica looked at Yoona playing baolin with disgust, and then said to Han Miao, "Anyway, this is what you owe me and Xiaoxian. We just met during this time. Just pay it back, otherwise, God knows when we meet next time."

　　 "So what you mean is that I invited all of you together." Han Miao looked helpless.

　　 "Ah, Han Miao, you want to hire nine beautiful girls, OK! How many people can't ask for something in this life, how can you do it like tortured! Why, look down on us?"

　　 I have to say that Jessica with fried fur is just like a kitten, so I almost scratch people.

　　 "No, no, I'm not worried about causing trouble for you. After all, you have 9 big beauties, and I am a man. Is this combination a bit strange?"

　　Han Miao waved his hand. He just thought it would be too ostentatious. When the paparazzi wrote an article "The story that Han Miao and 9 actresses have to tell", it would definitely make Han Miao get scolded in the headlines.

　　 "Listen to what you mean, do you want to be one-on-one? Don't you think it's weird to meet one-on-one alone?"

　　 Jessica gave Han Miao a white look. This guy looks pretty good. Why is he so stupid sometimes?

　　 Han Miao thought for a while. It’s also ha, one-to-nine things, people generally don’t believe it, but one-on-one, which is more likely to happen...

　　 "Okay, then I will wait for your notice, and you can tell me when you have time."

　　Who said Han Miao was stingy? He, he just doesn't have enough emotional intelligence...

After four people chatted for more than an hour, they were all ready to leave. Han Miao got up and said goodbye first, because the goal of the four people walking together was too big, especially when a big man of more than 1.9 meters was followed by three young and beautiful girls, then turned around. The rate is absolutely 100%.

　　 "Sikaoni, this guy is the basketball player Xiaoxian talks about from time to time."

　　 After Han Miao left, it was back to the tea time for a good girlfriend in an instant, Quan Yuli asked.

　　 "Well, it's him, a big fool."

　　 Jessica’s impression of Han Miao is contradictory anyway.

　　 is the person who struck his chest after all. Although it was unintentional, he cannot be easily forgiven!

　　 "Euny, you rarely miss a man so much."

　　 Lin Yoona said while eating.

　　 "Huh? What did you say?"

　　 "Ah, Ernie..."

　　 "Really, I have to make trouble every time..."

　　 The next noise in the small box belongs only to the members of Girls’ Generation, and has nothing to do with Han Miao. After this guy went out, he went directly to Tokyo Tower.

　　 "It's boring... I thought there was a nice view on the tower. Go back to the hotel."

　　In essence, Han Miao is also an otaku now, and he broke his leg in his previous life. In this life, Hayward took him to play games every day, and Han Miao gradually disliked traveling.

　　 staying at home, it’s good!

　　 After a hasty stroll twice, he got off the Tokyo Tower.

　　 "Taxi! Go to Tokyo Dome Hotel."

　　 Although Han Miao has not notified the Japanese that he has come, the conditions negotiated at the time clearly stated that the Japanese would pay for all the room and board at the hotel, so this guy directly chose this 43-story hotel.

　　The main reason is that it is expensive. Anyway, if you don’t pay for it yourself, you should be more expensive.

　　 Before the evening rush hour in the afternoon, Han Miao returned to the place where he was staying. He planned to go back to his room to take a shower and then have a good meal.

　　 "Host, in order to increase the amount of exercise, I suggest you take the stairs."

　　 Just when Han Miao was about to get on the elevator, Xiao Hui suddenly said that.

　　 Han Miao thought for a moment, um, it makes sense, climbing stairs is indeed an exercise, so he gave up the idea of ​​taking the elevator and took the stairs instead.

　　 But this time, the problem has gone out. The screenwriter of the idol drama told us that it’s okay not to look down on the phone and walk because it is easy to bump into something at the corner.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 "Yeah~"

　　 No, at a corner, Han Miao, who looked down at the phone, felt that he had hit a soft object, and at the same time heard a familiar exclamation~www.wuxiaspot.com~ No, I hit someone!

　　 But Han Miao reacted very quickly. He took a step forward and stretched out his long arms. Using classic moves in idol dramas, he held the waist of the man who was about to fall because he hit him.

　　 At the moment when his eyes met, Han Miao suddenly felt that he had been pitted by the system again, otherwise he was too thick today.

　　 "Han Miao Ouba? Why are you?" The person he hit was the youngest young man Xu Xian who hadn't seen him for a long time.

　　 "That's what I want to ask."

　　 Han Miao greeted the female relatives of the system fiercely, and he didn't believe it was accidental! This must be done by the system!

　　 "ding~"

It was a coincidence that this corner was facing the elevator. At this moment, the elevator arrived. Then with the opening of the elevator door, the posture of Han Miao and Xu Xian happened to be seen by the people inside. .

　　 Well, there were three people in the elevator. To be precise, they were three young girls that Han Miao had just met not long ago.

　　 At this time, the five people stared at each other, and even the air suddenly solidified.

　　 "Um, I'm sorry to interrupt, you continue?"

　　 Lin Yuner, who was about to get out of the elevator, retracted her long legs, and then prepared to close the elevator.

　　 "Hey! Wait! I can explain..."

　　 Explain a ball, explain, do you think we will believe your words...

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