His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Jiang Lingzhi yawned, rubbed his eyes, and sat up from the seat: "No."

She answered decisively and decisively, without any hesitation.

Wen Yujing collapsed instantly and sat down next to her: "You don't even ask me what game I am?"

"Ah," Jiang Ling was still stunned, telling the truth: "I don't want to go to any game."

Wen Yujing: "..."

Not wanting to overwhelm her enthusiasm, Jiang Ling knew that there was no soul and asked: "What game?"

Wen Yujing replied truthfully: "Just now a few high school seniors were playing on the outdoor basketball court and provoked our president a few words. Our president was not convinced, and then they planned to come and break their heads."

Jiang Ling knew: "Break your head?"

"It's battle, it means to compete."

"Oh," Jiang Ling knew again, still insisting, and said ruthlessly: "Don't go."

Wen Yujing: "..."

The basketball court was soon empty.

Wen Yujing glanced at the direction everyone was leaving, longing for it, and sighed deeply: "I want to go too, but I have to pack up the basketball."

They had just practiced. The basketball court was full of basketballs. The area of ​​the stadium was a bit large, and it was a bit hard to put away.

Jiang Ling knew that he yawned again, and said, "You go, I will take the rest slowly."

Wen Yujing's eyes lit up: "Really?"

After thinking for a while, I feel that it is not very kind to let her clean up the basketballs here alone: ​​"No way, no way, I can't let you here alone, how can I take my conscience!"

Jiang Ling knew that he couldn't help turning his face, glanced at her, and joked: "Classmate Quiet, can't tell, do you still have this thing? Show me."

Wen Yujing: "..."

Jiang Ling knew it really didn't matter: "Anyway, I have nothing to do. I take it slowly. Go if you want."

Wen Yujing couldn't help but hugged her, and she was not polite: "You are so kind, then you can go back to the classroom after receiving it. You should not train anymore today."

Jiang Ling nodded, just as she wanted: "Okay."

Wen Yujing cheered, stood up, went down the stairs violently, and disappeared at the gate of the venue.

Jiang Lingzhi couldn't help but smiled, sat in his seat for a while, walked down from the audience [笔趣阁www.biqugew.co], ready to go to pick up the ball.

She picked up a basketball and was about to throw it into the cage of the basketball.

A person came out from the lounge.

The basketball court was very quiet, she was alone, so the sound of footsteps next to her was very clear.

Jiang Lingzhi followed the voice and looked at him, and was stunned: "Squad leader?"

Just now a large group of them got together and left, and she thought the venue was empty now.

He Di has changed back to his school uniform first, and no longer wears the uniform that he trained just now: "Did you not go to see them play?"

Jiang Ling knew that he put the ball in the cage and replied casually: "I won't go, I'll put it away."

After that, I remembered that he was also a member of the school team: "You don't have to play?"

He Di grabbed the back of his neck first: "They have enough numbers. It just happens that I don't play very well, so I won't drag them back."

Jiang Lingzhi nodded, picked up another basketball, threw it into the car cage next to it, and then dragged the car to the side.

He Di first hesitated and then stopped.

"That, classmate Jiang."

Jiang Ling paused, still dragging the armrest of the car in his hand, turning his head to look at him: "Huh?"