Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 131
"Shangdu! What are you calling me!"

The anger and dissatisfaction in Shen Yi's voice was undisguised, and the hysterical roar made Shangdu rip his ears with a headache.

Shang Du said in a cold voice when he had finished cursing and being crazy.

"Madam Shen, please do it yourself."

There was a sound of smashing things over there, Shang Du ignored it and cut it off directly, his heart was stuffy, when he lowered his head, he saw Ling Yan looking at him eagerly, the anger in his heart dissipated again.

Shang Du pursed his lips, let go of her, pulled her in front of him, and whispered.

"Smoke Treasure."

"My original family relationship is not very good, and I won't have too many contacts in the future."

Ayano nodded: "Yeah."

Shangdu grabbed her again and pressed her into his arms: "Yanbao."

Ling Yan frowned, put her hands on his chest and pushed him away: "I said, no cuddling outside."

"Okay, hold hands."

Shang Du leaned on her and only held hands.

In Banhai Town for a few years, Shangdu usually doesn't like to walk around, and in fact he is not very familiar with the terrain. There are only a few places he often goes to, but they are all remote and quiet places.

Shang Du pursed his lips, fearing that she would be bored, he intentionally dragged her to the park in Banhai Town.

There is a small fountain in this park, and next to the fountain is a large basketball court.

There are players dressed in black and red on the basketball court and are playing.

Sweat was rolling down the cheeks, and the players fought fiercely.

There were a lot of people watching outside the venue, and there were hawkers with mineral water yelling.

Ling Yan blinked her eyes, feeling the novelty, she dragged Shangdu to the side to watch.

"Which player does Yan Bao like?"

Shangdu suddenly asked.

Lingyan hesitated for a moment, then said, "No. 17."

No. 17 is a player wearing a black jersey. His name is Yu Maohang. He is handsome in the middle, with tough facial features, strong muscles, handsome dribbling movements, and accurate and steady shots.

Shangdu chuckled and said nothing, narrowing his sharp eyes, staring at Yu Mahang.

After a game, half an hour has passed.

They came late, it was over, it was the black team that won.

Shangdu let go of Lingyan, and walked straight towards Yu Maohang, with his hands in his pockets, as if he wanted a beating.

"Eh, Bibi?"

Yu Maohang glanced at Lingyan not far behind Shangdu, and smiled: "Have you ever played basketball?"

"..."

Not replying is Shangdu's last stubbornness.

Lingyan stepped forward and pulled the corner of Shangdu's clothes: "You don't know what to compare with others? Are you looking for abuse?"

Shangdu was upset: "Compare who can jump higher."

Yu Mahang wiped off his hot sweat and said with a smile, "Miss, is this your boyfriend?"

"Well, you are really good at playing basketball." Lingyan nodded and said, not forgetting to praise.

What a player likes to hear most is when others praise him for his good skills.

Yu Mahang smiled even wider: "Thank you, we often come here to play ball games, if you like to watch, you can come and walk around more."

"Uncle, Miss, I'm going back to school first." Yu Mahang held the ball, looked at Lingyan, and grinned again: "Miss, you look so good-looking."

After saying that, he ignored Shangdu's dark expression and ran away.

Lingyan laughed out loud, tilted her head, and looked at him: "Uncle?"

Shangdu is only two years older than her, yet he is called uncle, which is really a pleasure.

Shang Du looked at her with heavy eyes: "Call slowly from now on."

The old driver drove without seeing the front or the rear of the car, but could only feel the wheels rolling over his face.

Ling Yan glared at him: "You are not serious."

"Tsk." He chuckled lightly, looking at the ball frame: "Yanbao, do you want to shoot?"

Lingyan was silent for a while: "It's not a question of whether you want to or not."

"You wait here for me for a while."

Shangdu turned around and ran away, the advantage of having long legs was great, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Lingyan stood where she was, and waited for about 10 minutes before seeing Shangdu come back with a ball in her arms.
"I don't even know how to play, why are you buying balls?" Ling Yan was amused by him.

Shangdu didn't explain, but just dragged her to the three-point shooting area, and put the ball in Lingyan's hand.

"Ah..." Ling Yan was stunned: "I won't."

Shang Du smiled, squatted down slightly, wrapped his steady arms around the bend of her legs, and picked her up directly, this action was like hugging a child.

"Vote."

Lingyan lowered her head and glanced at him, then held the ball, squinted her eyes and aimed at the top left of the ball frame, and smashed it hard.

The ball goes in.

three-pointer.

"Whoa-"

There was a crack in the tempered glass of the backboard, and in an instant, it shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, only a basketball hoop and a net remained.

Ling Yan froze in Shangdu's arms: "Do you want... to lose money?"

Shang Du silently glanced at the crumbling tempered glass, then glanced at her thin body, his temples twitched.

Put her down: "I'll go find the person in charge."

Ayayan blinked her eyes and scratched her head.

she……

useless...

In the end, it ended with the person in charge asking them to pay 1000 yuan in compensation.

Lingyan and Shangdu were on their way home.

Lingyan said sullenly, "It's all because of the poor quality of the glass."

"Well, it's not good for disturbing Yanbao's interest in shooting." Shangdu took the words naturally.

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Lingyan felt a sense of shame in her heart.

She smashed someone's backboard.

Shang Du turned his head to the side, looked at her with dark eyes looking unloved, lightly smiled and patted her on the head.

"Yanbao is so strong, I don't know if he can pick me up."

"I..." Ling Yan thought about it seriously: "I can give you a princess hug."

This time it was Shangdu's turn to be silent.

Shang Du made up his mind, wearing a white dress, with a delicate face and a petite figure, Ling Yan, the princess is hugging a 1.8-meter-seven man...

"Yanbao, you are so kind to me." Shangdu forced a smile.

Ling Yan thought he was thinking, stopped and started to hug him, Shang Du took a few steps back in fright, and waved his hands quickly.

"no, do not want."

Lingyan watched his backing steps, looked at the hand she just extended, and asked him with a oh, "Really?"

"Ah."

Shangdu replied firmly.

Lingyan carefully looked at him a few times, and after confirming that it was true, she looked away, and Shangdu heaved a sigh of relief.

At the door of the clinic.

Ling Yan flicked her hair: "You go back."

Shang Du grabbed her wrist: "I'll take you home."

"Shangdu." Lingyan's ears turned red, she stared at Shangdu seriously: "Don't keep seducing me, it's getting late now."

Shangdu smiled roguely: "Why did you seduce you again?"

Lingyan's bright black eyes were painted with a layer of lacquer, she pursed her lips, her cheeks turned pink, and her honey voice became hoarse.

"It's dangerous for you to be with me, especially at night."

"Because my night is an aphrodisiac, I would really like to...fuck...you."

(End of this chapter)