Chapter 289
"Jiang Yubai actually twisted the water bottle for that girl, damn it, I'm sore!"

"Who is that girl? She's so cute. She looks like a primary school student. Is she Jiang Xuechang's sister?"

Because of 001's efforts to turn the tide on the court, the eyes of the audience on the entire basketball court followed him, and Quan Jiu naturally became the center of focus.

"It's still cuter when I was a child."

001 serious dislike.

Holding a baby bottle every day, the little girl who chases after him and calls her brother is much cuter.

Quan Jiu rolled his eyes:
"So why did you lie to me? I still have three homework to write..."

001 was unhappy: "The homework is more important than the older brother?"

"Operation."

Quan Jiu made a choice without hesitation.

001:"……"

Does anyone want a sister?

A stainless steel basin can be replaced.

"Stay far away obediently. When I finish the second half, you can't blame me if you get too close and get hit by the ball."

001 tapped on her forehead and warned.

"Know it."

……

001 is back on the field again.

Because of his series of actions, more people watched Quan Jiu, and from time to time someone whispered in her direction.

Quan Jiu picked out his ears, saw Jiang Yubai's empty water bottle with lowered eyes, and simply turned around to go to the canteen to buy a bottle of water.

The canteen is a five-six-minute walk from the basketball court, passing through a long alley on the way. Right after Quan Jiu bought water and walked into the alley, there were several tall and mighty figures in front of him.

"Hey, little girl, are you going alone?"

The man in the blue vest and ball uniform had a bad tone, and with a cigarette dangling from his fingertip, he walked out of the side fork and walked straight to Quanjiu.

Quan Jiu was just in the first grade of junior high school, and she was only 1.6 meters tall, while the three men in front of her were nearly 1.9 meters tall. Surrounded by three men, she looked like a little sheep waiting to be slaughtered, weak and pitiful.

Quan Jiu was stunned for a second when they spoke, and then calmed down:
"What's up?"

"Are you the younger sister of that brat Jiang Yubai?"

Another man in a No. 11 jersey followed suit.

Quan Jiu calmly denied: "No."

Her brother robbed someone's girlfriend and got revenge?
No. 11 obviously didn't believe it, and suddenly approached Quan Jiu, threatening viciously:

"Even if it's not a real sister, it must be a cousin, little girl, don't blame us for being unkind, your brother is not happy for us, we can only find it from you, I'm sorry... "

The little girl in front of her has bright and clear black eyes. She is wearing a white dress, accompanied by black leather shoes and white stockings. She looks like a cute little princess who doesn't know much about the world.

On the 11th, he secretly expressed his feelings about the beauty of the Jiang family, and silently forced himself to put on a fierce expression, waiting for the little girl to show a scared reaction.

however……

Quan Jiu just blinked in confusion:
"Are you going to fight?"

No. 11's throat was stuck when asked.

Is this little girl out of her mind?
Are you afraid of this?
He looked down at the muscles on his arm, and winked at the other three, and the four mighty and tall men walked straight towards Quan Jiu.

The front, back, left, and right ways of life were all blocked, and Quan Jiu was completely trapped.

A man with dyed yellow hair tugged at Quan Jiu's hair, the meaning was unknown.

"You have pretty hair."

Quan Jiu: "..."

The man continued to threaten, took out a lighter from his trouser pocket, lit it, and slowly approached her black hair:

"Such beautiful hair, how about you burn it with a lighter?"

The other three let out gleeful laughter:
"Don't worry, little girl, brothers will play with you slowly today."

The bright orange-red flames are jumping, getting closer and closer to her jet-black hair...

Seeing that the hair was about to be permed and bent, a sharp wind suddenly swept in from outside the encirclement.

"Fuck! Who hit me on the head?!"

The man holding the lighter suddenly put his head in his hands and looked behind him.

An inflated basketball bounced feebly on the ground a few times before quietly rolling to the corner of the alley.

Quan Jiu followed his line of sight, and saw a figure against the light leaning against the wall.

The black figure was against the light, and his facial features could not be seen clearly in the alley with poor lighting. She could only catch a glimpse of his outline.

The boy's hair drooped slightly between his brows and eyes, his nose bridge was straight, his hands and feet were long, and his whole figure seemed lazy and undisciplined.

Quan Jiu's attention fell on his lap.

These legs are really long.

One of the two long legs was straight and the other was slightly bent. The back heels touched the corner of the wall, and they leaned against the wall at will, showing the noble temperament of a supermodel.

In the shadows, a spot of scarlet flickered on and off. The man held a cigarette between his slender fingertips, and lightly tapped his index finger on the cigarette handle, and the ash scattered in the air.

Hearing the man's questioning, the young man standing in the dark seemed to smile softly, his voice was a little magnetic, and his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, showing an indescribably sexy laziness.

"I smashed it, do you have any opinions?"

As soon as the young man opened his mouth, his tone was full of laziness, as if he had just woken up, and the melodious voice like a cello poured down, which was so pleasant that it made people yearn for it.

"You don't have fucking eyes, didn't you see that I am teaching people? Get out of the way, or I will teach you too!"

The man in the No. 7 jersey looked irritated and spoke fiercely.

Quan Jiu felt that this time it was not his own illusion, the figure in the dark really smiled.

As soon as he touched his heels, he stood up straight, and walked lazily out of the light and shadow in the dark...

The evildoer's eyebrows and eyes were exposed inch by inch to the sunlight.

Quan Jiu clearly heard the four men standing beside him gasp.

"Brother Chuan, why are you?"

There was a sense of respect in his tone.

Quan Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, always feeling that the person in front of him looked familiar.

The boy's eyes are long and narrow peach blossom eyes, the end of his eyes are always slightly raised, revealing a lazy meaning, people always feel that he is in a good mood, under the peach blossom eyes, there is a tiny black mole of tears, in the cold white It is particularly evident on the skin tone.

He was wearing a black No. 3 vest and jersey. His exposed arms were slender and powerful, and above his fingertips was a half-burned cigarette.

He just stared at the scene in the alley with a half-smile, and slowly approached several people. Every step he took, people couldn't take their eyes off his face.

Xu Jinchuan bent down to pick up the basketball on the ground, turned it around twice in his hand, and his black eyes fell on the classmate holding the lighter.

"Burn your hair? Play with her?"

The man looked terrified:
"Brother Chuan, I'm just trying to scare her..."

Xu Jinchuan didn't listen to this. He grabbed his hair and slammed it against the wall, his voice tinged with coldness:

"Play? Brother, let me play with you, huh?"

(End of this chapter)

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