Basketball striker

Update time:2013-01-11

Chapter 481: Not sucked

"Mr. 100% read the full version of The Legend of Blood!" "Yang, you are the best!"......

After flying back to Auckland from San Antonio, Yang Shuai saw many slogans held high as soon as he got off the plane. Of course, among these slogans, the most common one is indispensable:

"Yang, I love you!"

Yang Shuai greeted the fans with a smile and answered a few reporters' questions before walking towards the airport parking lot. From beginning to end, Yang Shuai had a smile on his face. Handsome Yang's

He was in a good mood, and the team's situation gave him no reason to be unhappy.

Taking the team bus to the arena, Yang Shuai said goodbye to his teammates and then drove home. They will have a day off. Tomorrow night, the Warriors will play the fifth game against the Spurs at Oracle Arena.

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When he got home, Tang Ying was not there again. Because of the last accident, Yang Shuai, who had slept well, did not dare to wander around the house in his nightgown like last time. After tidying up, he started looking for food for his dinner at home.

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Tang Ying was very considerate. Although she was not there, she prepared a lot of food. Yang Shuai only needed to heat it in the microwave before eating it.

"￥￥#!" Just when Yang Shuai opened the refrigerator and was about to take out something, the cell phone in the living room rang.

When he saw the name on the phone, Yang Shuai laughed. He was really not alone.

"Handsome guy, I know you are in Auckland now, and you must be very free. Don't tell me you are spending time with your girlfriend, I don't want to hear it."

After picking up the phone, before Yang Shuai could say anything, Gladys on the other side started talking loudly.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and Yang Shuai lowered his voice and said: "Hey, Miss, who are you? Did you call the wrong number?"

"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry, I... Yang Shuai, you want to lie to me?" Gladys shouted immediately after taking a look at the name she dialed.

"Okay, I'm just kidding you, what a coincidence..."

"Stop!" Gladys interrupted Yang and said, "You want to tell me, what a coincidence, you were just about to call me?"

"Huh? How do you know?" Yang Shuai asked doubtfully, while secretly lamenting the terrifying nature of women's intuition.

Gladys' faint voice soon sounded on the other end of the phone: "Don't you know, you have said this many times?"

"That's right?" Yang Shuai replied with a dry smile, sweat dripping from his face. Since the beginning of the new year, because Chu Xiyun is often in Auckland, he seems to have lost a lot of contact with Gladys.

"As compensation, you must give me a ticket for the next game, and one close to the front row!" Gladys's voice soon came again, her voice as brisk as ever, with a hint of a proud smile.

Yang Shuai touched his belly, laughed and said: "No problem, but there is a price for this."

"What?" Gladys' voice revealed a hint of caution.

"Don't worry, I won't ask you to commit yourself to me, and I don't need you to give me a kiss. I just want to have dinner."

Hearing Yang Shuai's answer, Gladys felt a little disappointed on the other end of the phone. In fact, it would not be a bad idea if Yang Shuai would take the initiative.

Every time he sees Gladys, Yang Shuai has a dreamy feeling. That exquisite face always makes Yang Shuai lament the Creator's preference for Gladys.

Yang Shuai didn't think it was appropriate to go to a French restaurant with his current popularity, but he did not refuse after Gladys proposed it.

Before coming to this restaurant, Yang Shuai first went to find Chris Mullin and got a ticket close to the Warriors bench. For him, as the head of the team, such a small request from Chris Mullin

It must be satisfied no matter what.

Duckhouse hat, big glasses...

After entering the box, the first thing Yang Shuai did was to take off his weapons. When he saw his face exposed, the waiter who originally just looked at Gladys immediately opened his mouth in surprise, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Hey, man, I guess you won't yell, right?" With a smile on his face, Yang Shuai handed something to the waiter.

The male waiter took it and took a look at it with some confusion. He immediately nodded excitedly and carefully put it in his pocket.

After ordering the food and waiting for the male waiter to go out, Gladys immediately asked in confusion: "What did you give him? It wasn't a tip. Why did he look so happy?"

"My autographed photo is read by the full recipe of Xiuxian Dao."

After hearing Yang Shuai's answer, Gladys was stunned, and then giggled: "You are the most popular star in the NBA, do you even have to save tips?"

Yang Shuai shrugged and said, "I don't think so. I think he might prefer getting this signed photo."

"What if the waiter is a woman?" Gladys asked after thinking for a while.

"Hehe!" Yang Shuai chuckled, took out a photo from his arms and flashed it in front of Gladys' eyes and said: "Of course I am prepared, if it is a waitress, she will definitely be interested in my nude photos.

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"Pfft!" Gladys, who had just taken a sip of coffee, immediately spit it out. Then she hurriedly wiped it on the table with a napkin. She stared at Yang Shuai with her beautiful eyes wide open and said, "You...have you ever taken a nude photo?"

"Yes, it's a selfie, the effect is very good, do you want to see it?" Yang Shuai asked Gladys with a proud look on his face, and then handed the photo face down to Gladys.

"This guy has seen me many times. Even if I see him once, it's not a big deal." After hesitating for a moment, Gladys said something secretly in her heart, then nervously stretched out her hand to take the photo from Yang Shuai's hand.

She looked up and found that there was no one else except herself. She turned her face away and slowly started to turn the photo around.

Although her face was a little red, driven by curiosity, Gladys still turned her eyes full of expectation.

His eyes were dazed, his face was flushed, and his hands were trembling slightly...

After seeing Yang Shuai's photo, Gladys was very excited. She raised her head and glanced at Yang Shuai's smiling face. She threw the photo directly in front of Yang Shuai and said angrily: "Liar, big liar.

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"Haha!" Yang Shuai picked up the photo, looked at it, touched his chin and said, "It's very handsome, why did you throw it away."

"Hmph!" Gladys turned her head to the side and snorted coldly. In the photo, Yang Shuai grabbed the basketball with one hand, his movements were extremely handsome, but the most important thing is that he was still wearing the jersey!

"This is a photo with his arms exposed!" On the side, Yang Shuai was still pretending. Just when Gladys couldn't help but rush forward and tear Yang Shuai's face that she thought was very handsome, he turned around again.

Wei smiled and said: "Gladys, if you want to see it, you don't need a photo, I can perform a reality show for you."

"I don't want to see it." Gladys curled her lips. This move that Yang Shuai liked very much was indescribably cute when Gladys did it.

Yang Shuai put his face in front of Gladys and said with a puzzled expression on his face: "But, it seemed that some people were looking forward to it just now."

"You..." Gladys was about to get angry, but she immediately changed her expression and said, "Okay, let's do a reality show. Do you think I don't dare to watch it?"

Gladys thought this would scare Yang Shuai, but the facts told her that in a verbal battle, men on the court were no match, and it was difficult to please women off the court.

Leaning his body back, Yang Shuai said nonchalantly: "Of course I dare. For a woman who dares to let me wear underwear, it's hard for me to imagine that she would not dare to do anything in front of me."

After hearing Yang Shuai's words, Gladys stood up from her seat with a "swish" and was extremely shy and angry. At this time, Yang Shuai pretended to be sitting upright and said: "Hey, Gladys, pay attention to your appearance.

, someone came in."

Gladys turned her head and saw the waiter knocking on the door and coming in. She glared at Yang Shuai and sat down.

Although the two always quarrel when they meet, it is undeniable that both Yang Shuai and Gladys enjoyed the dinner. With the beautiful beauty in front of them and the delicious food in front of their mouths, at this moment, Yang Shuai

The handsome guy is very happy.

After eating, Yang Shuai armed himself again and then left the high-end French car restaurant. Entering the car, handsome young man Yang exhaled softly. It is not easy to be a big star, especially when one is so handsome.

It’s even more difficult for such a popular star.

He can walk a hundred steps after a meal and live to be ninety-nine, but reality does not support Yang Shuai to do this. If he goes for a walk at this time, he will definitely cause a sensation in this street. Regarding his popularity, handsome boy Yang

It was impossible not to know, so after eating, he drove Gladys home in his car.

The place to eat was only ten minutes' drive away from Gladys' house. After getting in the car, the two of them just chatted for a while and arrived.

Knowing that Yang Shuai had a game the next day, Gladys did not let Yang Shuai watch her sleep anymore. She took the ticket from Yang Shuai's hand and put it in her bag. She raised her head and said to Yang Shuai: "Close your eyes, I have one too."

A gift for you!"

"Gifts? I like them, especially unique gifts." Yang Shuai laughed and closed his eyes.

While Yang Shuai was thinking about what gift Gladys would give him, a sudden burst of hot air came from his mouth, and then he felt his mouth being sealed.

Warm, soft...it makes people want to bite it when they touch it, those are Gladys's sandalwood lips!

Before Yang Shuai could fully react, Gladys' kiss had ended, and she opened the door and walked out of the car.

"The price of this ticket is not cheap, don't let me down." Gladys stared at Yang Shuai with her bright eyes, then closed the car door and disappeared from Yang Shuai's sight.

"I didn't even suck in Gladys's kiss..." Touching his lips with his hand, Yang Shuai shouted regretfully. ^-^138 Kanshu.com (www.) No pop-up window reading^-^