Endless Pampering Only For You

Is there any chance of a comeback?

Few people think about it.

Because even laymen can see that there is almost no chance of a comeback.

However, it seemed that Yin Shaojie couldn't see these, and his movement was still fast. He bypassed the bodyguard and Feng Tianqi neatly.

"Good job!" Song Shijun shouted, encouraging himself.

The points difference has narrowed again by two points.

However, there is still a difference of 22 points.

Song Shijun was a little breathed, almost all the basketball clothes on the back were soaked, and sweat even dripped from the corner of the clothes to the ground.

One accidentally, Song Shijun's feet slipped and he slammed on the ground.

The game is suspended.

"Shijun! How are you? Are you okay?" Han Qiqing ran over quickly, knelt beside him and looked at Song Shijun sitting on the ground worriedly.

Song Shijun frowned, rubbing his buttocks with his hands, "It hurts ..."

"Where does it hurt? I rub it for you." Han Qiqing said.

"Here." Song Shijun pointed to his ass.

Han Qiqing, "..."

Song Shijun still faced Jun face and urged her, "Aren't you kneading for me? Come on!"

Han Qiqing looked at him and wanted to beat him.

Can't let go.

"Don't make a fuss at this time?" Han Qiqing threw him a gaze and reached out to help him up.

Song Shijun said with a smile, "Ease the atmosphere, I lost so badly, and I'm hurt ..."

You can just pause, relax and adjust your mindset.

"You help me sit down, I want to drink saliva," he said.

Han Qiqing helped him walk over to the chair. Mu Xiaoxiao also passed the water and asked with concern, "Shijun, are you really okay?"

Song Shijun waved his hand and said, "It's all right, it's just that the **** is almost split in half, just rest."

He also whispered to Feng Tianqi and said, "Give me a break for two minutes, shouldn't it be a problem?"

Feng Tianqi is still very reasonable, answering, "No problem!"

They also went back to rest and took a sip of water to rest.

For now, the outcome is divided, it's just a matter of time.

Yin Shaojiu also came back.

Mu Xiaoxiao immediately put on a towel, wiped his sweat, and unscrewed the water and handed him, "You sweat a lot."

For the first time, she seemed to see him sweat so much that almost the entire top was soaked, as if it had been removed from the water.

Yin Shaoxi took the water and gazed at her, watching her look after herself.

Mu Xiaoxiao saw that he was not talking, and knew that he was in a bad mood now.

She hesitated for a moment and didn't know what to say to comfort him.

Are you going to lose?

Thinking of this, she was not in a good mood.

In fact, she is not a person who values ​​winning or losing, but she knows that Yin Shaojie cares because he is the kind of person who has never lost since childhood.

Two minutes are fast.

Song Shijun eased the pain in his buttocks and was ready to continue playing.

"Well, go ahead!"

He stood up and walked in front of Yin Shaoji.

The two looked at each other, and the good guys gave a high-five.

Song Shijun couldn't help but whispered, "The guy in Ye Sijue is not here at this time. When he comes back, I must let him make up for my trauma."

If Ye Sijue is present, they are unlikely to lose.

At this moment, a tall figure came towards them, and stopped behind Yin Shaojiu.

Song Shijun saw him and wanted to speak.