Gao Leng Xueba lures Xiao Nuanmeng

Chapter 72 What is your relationship?
"Senior, where are you going to play basketball?" Cheng Moqiong asked with her neck held high, following closely behind Liang Yuzhao.

Liang Yuzhao took out the basketball from the workshop, "Go to the gym."

"Walking?"

"Cycling."

"Then..." How do I get there?
Before Cheng Moqiong could say anything, Liang Yuzhao handed the basketball to her, "Take it, get in the car."

Liang Yuzhao sat on the bicycle with his feet on the ground, waiting for the person on the side to get on the bicycle.

This joy came too abruptly, Cheng Haoqiong did not expect that Liang Yu would pick her up.Cheng Moqiong happily sat sideways on the iron frame of the bicycle, holding the basketball in one hand, and wrapping around Liang Yuzhao's waist with the other.

Liang Yuzhao was thinner than Cheng Moqiong imagined.His waist is so slender that it seems that one hand can wrap it around.

Along the way, Cheng Moqiong seemed to have passed through the clouds, happily wandering in the sky.It's just that this cloud should be a tumble cloud, right?Cheng Haoqiong felt that they had arrived at their destination within a short period of time.

What a disappointment.

Cheng Haoqiong jumped out of the bike and waited for Liang Yuzhao to lock the bike.The two walked into the basketball court of the gymnasium together.

"Senior, is your back healed? Doesn't playing ball hurt your wound?" Cheng Moqiong followed Liang Yuzhao on her short legs, looked at his thin back, and thought of his injury.

"No. It's not a big deal." Cheng Moqiong couldn't see his expression, but the words from the front were no different.

Cheng Haoqiong trotted, followed Liang Yuzhao's footsteps, and said, "Oh, that's good."

"Stay farther away later." Liang Yu summoned the basketball in Ji Qiong's hands, threw down a word, and strode towards the court with the ball.

"Why do you have to stand far away?" Liang Yuzhao had already walked away with the ball before Cheng Zhuqiong could finish asking.

Li Dacheng saw the figures of the two from afar, and laughed and joked, "Hey, why did you two come together? What's your relationship?"

Hearing Li Dacheng's slightly ambiguous words, Cheng Moqiong in the distance lowered his head and secretly raised a smile, looking forward to Liang Yuzhao's answer in his heart.

"It's okay." Hearing the answer without a trace of emotion, Cheng Moqiong raised her head slightly in surprise, seeing his indifferent expression, convinced that she heard right, her eyes suddenly dimmed.

"It's okay, we will be together during the holiday?" Li Dacheng didn't believe this nonsense anymore.

After slapping the basketball in Liang Yuzhao's hands that kept hitting the floor, it suddenly rushed straight to Li Dacheng.

Li Dacheng, who reacted quickly, reached out to take the basketball, and the two ran into the court.Cheng Zhuqiong was left to watch from the sidelines.

Some things don't need answers because there really aren't any.

Cheng Haoqiong waited for Liang Yuzhao's answer, but all came to nothing.Yes, we can also stay together during holidays, what is the relationship?The senior didn't answer, he was not sure?Or was it because he... was shy?

Cheng Zhuoqiong, who was a little disappointed at first, thought alone, and after successfully comforting herself, hope was rekindled.The road to a male god is long and long, the only way is to persevere and persevere!

Cheng Zhuqiong's eyes closely followed Liang Yuzhao's figure.Every time he grabbed a rebound, she smiled happily, and every time he hit the basket, she applauded him.

During the intermission, Liang Yuzhao came down and sat in the stands.Cheng Moqiong hurriedly handed him the drink in her hand, and then asked inexplicably: "Senior, why should I stand far away?"

Liang Yuzhao took the water bottle, unscrewed the lid, took a few swigs, and then said flatly, "A ball doesn't have eyes, and neither do you."

Hearing Liang Yuzhao's answer, Cheng Moqiong remembered the last time he ate ball cakes, and two blushes appeared on his face in embarrassment, which went all the way to the ears.Why does the male god senior still remember this incident?It's so embarrassing.

Beads of sweat flowed down the hairline, and slid drop by drop to the ground.Cheng Moqiong took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, pulled out a tissue, stretched out his hand and retracted it two or three times before mustering the courage, and gently pressed the tissue in his hand to Liang Yuzhao's face to wipe off the dense sweat droplets.

Perhaps a little surprised by Cheng Zhuqiong's sudden bold move, Liang Yuzhao froze for a second, then took the tissue, and said an uncompromising sentence from his tightly pursed mouth: "Do it yourself."

When Liang Yuzhao took the tissue, his fingers touched Cheng Zhuqiong's fingertips.Feeling the warmth of her fingertips, an abnormal electric current passed through Cheng Zhuqiong's heart.

Realizing her actions just now, Cheng Moqiong turned her face away in embarrassment, pretending that what happened just now was just a fantasy.

The two sat quietly watching the people running on the court, occasionally excited cheers came.After a while, Liang Yuzhao put the bottle in his hand on the ground, stood up and continued to play, leaving a sentence: "Don't get so close."

Still immersed in what happened just now, Cheng Moqiong just nodded in a daze, and replied dully: "Yes."

Obviously Cheng Zhuqiong didn't listen to Liang Yuzhao's words.Cheng Moqiong, who was still in a daze, suddenly felt a dull pain on his face, such an annoying and familiar feeling!
Li Dacheng saw the ball in his hand deviated from the original track and flew straight towards someone's face, he stretched out his hand to cover his eyes in awe, he really didn't dare to watch it any longer.

Ball pie again!

Two lines of bright red blood rushed out one after the other, Cheng Moqiong couldn't suck it with his nose, so he stretched out his small palm to hold it.It's just that the small palm can't hold a lot of nosebleeds, and the mischievous drips that gushed out fell on the white clothes, and bright red flowers bloomed.

Li Dacheng, with an apologetic face, hurried to Cheng Moqiong's side and asked, "Well, are you okay?"

"Nonsense!" Cheng Moqiong, who raised her head, gave him a white look, and said angrily.

The story of Slam Dunk started with an unexpected ball pie. At that time, Cheng Moqiong was still imagining the romance of this scene.It's just that the current Cheng Moqiong just thinks, damn it, who is so perverted and likes to be hit by the ball!
Liang Yuzhao, who came over to pick up the ball, threw the ball back into the field. He stood by the stands and looked at Cheng Moqiong, who was sitting on the stands with his hands covering his nose. "Didn't I tell you to stand farther away?"

"Balls don't have eyes." Once again, the senior saw her embarrassed side, Cheng Moqiong said cheekily.

Liang Yu summoned Cheng Moqiong, covering her nose with one hand while fiddling with the bag with the other, walked over and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Medicine." Cheng Moqiong took the tissue from Li Dacheng, covered his nose, and continued to look for it with his head down.

Seeing her clumsy movements, Liang Yuzhao reached out to help her take out the medicine bottle and handed it to her.Cheng Haoqiong threw the pill into his mouth, looked around, and found that he didn't buy water.Just as he was about to swallow the pill dry, Liang Yuzhao picked up the unfinished water bottle on the floor and handed it to her.

Cheng Moqiong hesitated for a second, grunted a few times at the bottle with the lid off, and swallowed the hard object down her throat.

After the bleeding stopped, Cheng Moqiong went to the bathroom to wash off the blood on her hands and face, and then went back to the stands to watch them play.

Seeing Cheng Moqiong's figure from the corner of the eye, Liang Yuzhao was distracted for a moment, and the basketball in his hand was snatched away by Li Dacheng.

Not long after Cheng Haoqiong sat down, Liang Yu summoned him to take a rest.Seeing the blood stains on her clothes, Liang Yu opened his mouth and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"No, it's just a disease that loves to bleed."

Seeing Cheng Zhuqiong talking about a seemingly insignificant matter calmly, Liang Yuzhao did not continue to ask.Since she didn't say anything, what's the point of asking?
"Stop fighting, go home for dinner."

The days in winter are extremely short, and the hazy night falls quietly.The people who gathered on the field dispersed again.

(End of this chapter)