Endless Pampering Only For You

"Feng Tianqi, dare you one-on-one with me?" He provoked.

Feng Tianqi subconsciously said that he would dare, his mouth opened, but he paused, remembering Feng Shengyang's instructions.

He snorted. "Who cares about you!"

Yin Shao drew his lips, and his long figure stood in front of him. "Then you have to pass me, let's talk, come!"

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At first glance at Yin Shaojie's self-confidence, Feng Tianqi was very upset.

Do you think I can't beat you?

Then show me!

Feng Tianqi did a few fake moves, but failed to lie to Yin Shaoji.

Yin Shaoji teased, "You're so inferior!"

"What did you say?" Feng Tianqi glared at him, however, Yin Shaoyan was cut off in the air by a shot of his basketball.

"Thank you!" Yin Shaoxing crossed him, patted the ball and left, not forgetting to thank him.

Feng Tian Qi was so angry that he hurried after him.

"Yin Shaoxing! Didn't you say one-on-one? Come on! The dare is a coward!"

Yin Shaojiu turned a deaf ear to the basket.

Feng Sheng raised his eyebrows, chased after himself, and intercepted Yin Shaoyu himself.

Yin Shaoxi took a step back and smiled slightly at him.

Then, standing directly outside the three-point line, a raised hand shot.

The girls in the audience held their breath.

Will you go this far?

Come in!

Yin Shaoxing seemed to have known that he would enter, showing a satisfied expression.

Song Shijun came over and slapped him, "Good job! Beautiful!"

This three-pointer is really perfect!

Song Shijun went to kick off.

Seeing Yin Shaojie and Jun Zeye scoring again and again, he couldn't bear it, and the factors in the blood were excited.

He is a boy, and he hopes to show one under such strong confrontation.

With a smile on Feng Shengyang's face, he stopped in front of Song Shijun, seemingly trying to block his pass.

Song Shijun looked at him, thinking that this man's smile really looked like a smiling tiger, and he smiled, but there was a calculation hidden underneath.

Do you think I'll let you steal the ball?

dream!

"Shijun!" Yin Shao's shout came.

Song Shijun made a fake move, Feng Shengyang pretended to be tricked by him, and then chased after him.

Yin Shaojie and Jun Zeye were stopped by the other two and couldn't catch up.

Song Shijun thought about it and decided to make his own shot.

Fight!

Feng Shengyang looked at the movement of his wrists as if he had anticipated it, hooked his lips, moved forward, and then jumped at the same time.

Snapped!

The ball was shot!

Song Shijun's face turned dark, and he secretly cursed swear words, shit, it was covered!

This ball must not lose points in his hands.

Song Shijun stared at Feng Shengyang desperately, not allowing him to move, and even the collision of his limbs did not give him any chance to approach the basket.

Come, vote if you have the skills!

Let me cover you this time!

Song Shijun waited for Feng Shengyang to take a jump shot, and then he could treat his body in his own way.

Feng Shengyang is a person with strong judgment, and he will only do things with a high success rate.

So instead of shooting, he chose to pass.

The ghostly steps, plus fake actions, looked to get rid of Song Shijun.

Song Shijun has already seen Feng Shengyang's passing movement, but his foot moved to the other side.

He gritted his teeth, limped his feet, and flung his upper body.

boom--

Because he was too late to coordinate, he wanted to hit the ball with his head, but accidentally turned into a face hit.

The ball flew off the field.

Song Shijun covered his face and squatted down.