His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 960

The boy twisted his neck, jumped twice, and immediately walked to his position, ready to catch the ball.

"Don't cry for a while." He smiled.

In the next second, the ball swished over, he smiled stiffly, and frantically blocked it.

As a result, points were lost.

He maintained a forced smile: "Careless, careless, this time, I won't let you."

This time, he serves.

The ball was played in a beautiful arc by him and flew to Tang Qianmiao's side.

Immediately afterwards, he was beaten back.

The strength is fast, but it is well contained within a suitable range, will not go out of bounds, and can also maximize the speed within the range of the opponent's field.

The boy's initial self-confidence was gradually consumed by her swift offensive, her steps were flustered, and her strength was not well controlled.

The two companions outside the field looked serious.

It was the first time for them to be slapped in the face by a girl.

"This Tang Qianmiao's ball is mixed with anger, do you feel it?" a boy concluded.

"That's right, look at her eyes, ruthless and cold-blooded, just like a female killer, it's too bad, my brother is going to lose."

"It's a shame that you lost to a girl."

"Terrible!"

As the voices of the two fell, the boy on the court caught the ball improperly and fell to the ground.

Qian Miao put the racket on her shoulder and said indifferently, "Next."

"Next, next?" The two boys who hadn't stepped up trembled.

The boy who got up ran over and said, "What are you doing in a daze, come on, earn back face!"

With the words "brother", the two immediately had a sense of mission.

"Look at how brothers conquer this chick."

The boy said something and walked into the arena.

However, a few minutes later, he was abused worse than the last boy.

After all three failed, Qian Miao said, "Let's go together."

These words made the three of them frightened immediately, picked up their basketballs and ran away.

What a shame!

At this moment, the racket on the ground was picked up by the man.

He walked into the arena and smiled at Qian Miao: "I'll fight with you."

Qian Miao looked away, very indifferently: "Forget it, I'm tired."

She put the racket in the basket next to her, picked up her coat, and walked towards the door.

Behind him, there was a slight sound of footsteps, and the man walked over with big strides.

He walked up to her and looked down at her.

Qian Miao looked straight ahead, didn't look at him, and walked around.

He held her shoulders with both hands, and said softly, "I apologize to you, I was wrong."

Qian Miao put the jacket on her shoulders, waved his hand away, and looked into his eyes calmly, without saying a word.

Feng Xian wiped the sweat off her face bit by bit, couldn't help it, pinched her cheeks.

Although her face is thin and small, when pinched, it has a lot of flesh and is cute and tight.

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Qian Miao still looked at him, not speaking.

After a few seconds, she looked away and walked forward.

The next second, the man pulled her back and took her into his arms. The silent hug seems to be pouring out his thousands of words.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... ten seconds.

In the quiet venue, there are only two people embracing each other.

Afraid that she would be angry, he didn't hold her for too long, and slowly let go of his arms.

"Hold." A female voice sounded suddenly.

He was taken aback.

Immediately, her voice came from beside her ear: "I have a heart attack."

Her face lowered slowly, resting on his shoulders, she closed her eyes, like a cat that has found a comfortable nest, closing her eyes and sleeping peacefully.

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(Emotional line: In fact, I have always been there, everyone looks for me carefully, hahaha...)

(Completed today.)