The National Male God is a Girl: BOSS Fancy Pet

   "As for the third person..."

  Xia Zhengran's eyes swept across the crowd.

   "Brother Chaoyang!"

  Xia Zhengran smiled sweetly, very proud of her heart.

  There are six people in the audience, and five of them are aimed at you, Xia Xi, I am sorry for the teammates who participated if you didn’t die!

  Zou Kai looked around, the two classes of people stared at each other with knives, the atmosphere before the game was completely ablaze, and it seemed like it was no better.

   "Xia Xi classmate..."

  He looked at Xia Xi hesitantly.

   "You have a girl in your team, do you want to change it?"

  "Hey, teacher, they choose people themselves, what should they change?!" Nan Guanlin looked impatient.

  "Teacher who is okay, the girls in our key classes are also very strong."

  Xia Xi smiled slightly. Whether Xia Zheng is strong or not has nothing to do with her, as long as this person doesn't hold back.

  Seeing her saying this, Zou Kai had no choice but to plan the venue and briefly explained the rules of the game.

   "Okay, let's go!" Nan Guanlin waved his hand impatiently, and nodded Xia Xi coldly.

   "Kneel down after losing and lick my shoes clean!"

  Xia Xi sneered: "Just let you lick your shoes, if you lose, the playground of the elite class will be used by us in the future!"

  I heard that there is a gym there, which is the training venue she needs most at the moment.

  "Hey! Come on Xiaoxi!"

  The students in the key classes are happy. They have always envied the elite class’s playground. It is said that tennis courts and fitness halls are readily available, and there are people who give out drinks!

   Glancing at the excited students, Nan Guanlin snorted coldly and motioned for Zou Kai to kick off.

  Xia Zhengran gave Meng Chaoyang a look, and the two of them left and right.

When the whistle sounded, Meng Chaoyang ran to the opposite side suddenly, Xia Zhengran stayed on the spot to respond, Nan Guan stunned, and looked left and right, Zhan Shao stood indifferently in front of Xia Xi, his dark eyes quietly Staring at her, she didn't even move, Ling Haotian didn't move, and there was still time to wave with the fans.

Grass!

  These two people, one he dare not call, the other is not the same with him, since Young Master Zhan wants to stare at Xia Xi, stare at it. With this god, this sissy can't score!

  Just look at Meng Chaoyang!

  Nan Guanlin quickly smoothed, he turned around and followed Meng Chaoyang.

  Amidst the cheers, Zhan Yu slowly bowed, raising his eyes to stare at the calm boy in front of him.

  "Exercise with you."

  The thin lips are raised in an arbitrary arc, cold and handsome.

  Xia Xi hooked up the corner of her mouth, her words ambiguous: "I would rather have a more exciting exercise with you!"

  Holding the blood jade with his fingers subconsciously, feeling a trace of power passing, taking advantage of Zhan Yu's gloomy face, stretched his feet to take the ball, a beautiful fake movement swayed, and a scream suddenly sounded outside the court.

   "Ahhh! Come on!"

pass! Pretty!

  Xia Xi dashed forward, rushed to the door a few steps, raised her foot to shoot!

"boom!"

  Zhan Yu, who should have been thrown away, suddenly appeared, slipped and shoveled, and quickly ran back with the ball.

  Xia Xi gave a twitch, and flew after her, but she did not know where she stretched out a hand and grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly.

"Who?!"

   "I, I almost fell..."

  Xia Zhengran seemed to faint at any time, and in the distance, the whistle sounded.

   "Beep! Elite class, goal!"

   "Little war! Great!"

  "The elite class is invincible!"

  The elite class is excited, but the key class is depressed.

  Xia Xi stared at Xia Zhengran, this cute and cute girl smiled at her: "Wait for Nan Guanlin to lick her shoes!"