Domineering school grass: sweetheart, kiss addiction

Chapter 226 Is This Called Husband Singing Husui?

There are ghosts only if they are not scary!

Of course, this was what Lan Youyou was thinking, so he didn't dare to say it, but nodded obediently.

Du Chen saw that she was rarely obedient and obedient, and knew that she was really nervous, so he didn't continue to make things difficult for her. He let go and said, "Go to practice."

Relieved, Lan Youyou hurriedly stood up and joined the practice.

While dribbling the ball, Mi Ling looked at Youyou who was blushing, and winked at her, playfully: "Youyou, have you subdued Du Chen so soon?"

Being teased, Lan Youyou's ears were reddish, and he glared at her, then rushed towards her quickly, snatched the ball from her hand with lightning speed, held it in his hand, and provocatively put his hands on his hips, "Mi Ling If you like gossip, it’s better to practice more, you lose the ball so easily, don’t practice, go home early, wash up and sleep.”

"Youyou, I found out that it's really close to Mo Zhehei, and your tone of voice is more and more like Du Chen." Mi Ling was not annoyed, but blinked ambiguously, with a meaningful smile.

Lan Youyou's expression was slightly startled, thinking about what he said just now, it seemed to be the usual Du's tone, and he wanted to cry immediately, with a sad expression on his face.

Woohoo, is this called Hushangfusui?
She slammed the ball hard at Mi Ling, and said angrily, "Practice your ball well, don't talk too much."

Mi Ling dunked the ball, looked at her blushing face, smiled meaningfully, and continued to practice dribbling.

Lan Youyou turned around and looked at Du Chen, only to find that the girls who spoke just now had stopped a few steps away from him, snapped photos of him with their mobile phones, and even talked to him, but he directly regarded them as air , without even blinking his eyes, this kind of concentration is not something that can be achieved in a short period of time.

Du Chen, so determined!

It was nearly eight o'clock in the practice. After a devil's training, the five of them were already exhausted, sweating profusely, and their stomachs were so hungry that their chests were stuck to their backs. But Du Chen didn't speak, so they naturally didn't dare to stop down.

"Okay, let's stop here for today and continue tomorrow." Du Chen stood up and shouted at the five players on the court.

With his hands in his pockets, he has a tall and slender figure, his deep eyes are like bright black gemstones, and the moonlight is bright, covering his body with a hazy beauty, as if he came out of a dream.

"Great, it's finally over, I want to eat." Zhu Ruoyun was moved to tears and snot, and only wanted to fill his stomach.

"I'm going back to the dormitory to take a shower first." Sun Ling will never forget her image first.

"Youyou, shall we have dinner together?" Mi Ling casually asked Lan Youyou while packing up the basketball.

Before Lan Youyou had time to agree, Du Chen had already opened his mouth first, stretched his long arms around Youyou's shoulders, pulled her towards him, narrowed his cold eyes, and choked: "Mi Ling, are you going to steal my privilege? ?”

"Ah?" Mi Ling was stunned for a long time before he could react.

Lan Youyou has black lines all over her head, of course she understands, this domineering guy.

She curled her lips and said to Milan: "Mi Ling, let's change another day, someone has an appointment for dinner today."

After listening to her words, Mi Ling finally understood what Du Chen said just now, and glanced at him with black and white big eyes, falling on Youyou, laughed twice, and winked at her ambiguously, "I see, I won't disturb your dinner, see you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow." Lan Youyou waved goodbye to her, and Du Chen left with his arms in his arms.

(End of this chapter)