Ji Shaoqiang's favor: National school grass please keep a low profile

Chapter 76 086 The Unparalleled Basketball Superstar

This person was too heavy, and after holding her for a while, her hands became sore.

Moreover, just now, I accidentally touched the muscle of that person's abdomen with force, it was really... so fucking hard!

It is obvious that the legs and feet are not convenient for exercise, how did this person get the muscles?

The gap between people should not be that big.

Yuan Ye silently recalled that his body was soft enough no matter what, and he became even more depressed.

"Let's go." She raised the corners of her lips, her smile seemed to be forced out, and it could be seen that it was fake, but even so, it couldn't hide her handsomeness, on the contrary, she became more of a dandy, and her voice was also magnetically erratic. : "You can do whatever you want."

As soon as Yuan Ye finished speaking, he put his trousers pockets in his pockets and walked towards the infirmary with a somewhat lazy pace.

Looking at her back, Ji Nanchen couldn't help but lift his right index finger slightly. It was a subconscious reaction, and he didn't even know what it was like.

Ji Nanchen frowned and stared at Yuan Yeyi's back, seeing that she didn't turn her head back, and didn't even pause at all, he pursed his thin lips tightly, with a cool and clear expression.It wasn't until Yuan Yeyi's back completely disappeared that his thin lips squirmed a few times, and then he uttered two plain words: "Go back."

Good guy.

He tried his best not to let the young man's self-esteem be frustrated, and even disregarded the strange eyes of others to educate him by himself, but he couldn't even get a turn back.

Ji Nanchen admitted that this feeling is very bad.

You have not waited for an equivalent return for your efforts.

Ordinary people are fine, but that's Ji Nanchen.

A man who holds the entire business encyclopedia of Kyoto in his hand, a man who is admired and regarded as a myth in the basketball world, a man who pays and gets is inversely proportional.

This difference is very obvious in the teenager.

Why bother to care about a person who doesn't take you seriously at all, let alone this person has nothing to do with you.

Ji Nanchen's eyes were dark.

The moment the wheelchair turned around, Ji Nanchen's figure suddenly stopped.

What appeared in front of him was what he saw on the basketball court, the shot that spanned half of the basketball court.

His expression relaxed for a moment, and then, the obscurity in his eyes shattered and scattered in an instant, and the corners of his lips curled into an imperceptible arc. For the first time, there was an obvious expression on that noble and beautiful face, which was amazing. The degree that cannot be described in words, because this is a face that makes people feel pale and weak in any language.

Two completely different characteristics, sexy and elegant, appeared on him alone, like an elegant earl, and like a noble and sexy vampire, making people swallow their saliva.

Women can't help screaming, even posting crazily, while men are left with endless admiration and admiration.

It's just that no one can appreciate this lonely base at all.

And no one can compare to those thoughts in Ji Nanchen's mind now.

He seems to have taken a fancy to Yuan Yeyi.

Ji Nanchen rubbed his fingertips, thinking complicatedly.

Her reckless behavior with basketball was something he had never seen among his former students, and perhaps it was because of this that he couldn't help but want to get closer.

He wanted to be her elder, he admired her, so he didn't just want to maintain a teacher-student relationship with her.

Before the teacher-student relationship…

Ji Nanchen had to admit that he did put Yuan Yeyi in a more important position without knowing it.

Even now, he has announced his official retirement.

But he still wants to be her instructor, train her, and then personally bring out a basketball superstar that is unparalleled in the Chinese basketball circle, and even in international basketball.

Think about it, that cold-blooded pulse, inch by inch, became extremely hot, like a tumbling heat wave, and my heart was surging.

Ji Nanchen closed his eyes to stabilize his emotions.

(End of this chapter)