Shen Zhiyi lowered her sleeves and nodded obediently.

"good."

Chi Wangye resisted the urge to ruffle her hair and turned to walk towards the venue. "I'll go in first."

Shen Zhiyi waved from the spot.

They look adorable and cute.

Chi Wangye cursed inwardly and strode away.

When Shen Zhiyi entered the arena, two teams had already started their matches.

She crouched down and found Xiang Zhenzhen, then sat down beside her.

"Yibao, do you see that team's striker?" Xiang Zhenzhen pointed excitedly at a boy in an orange jersey on the field. "That's number 18, he's really good!"

She raised her hand and whispered in Shen Zhiyi's ear with a smile, "All the girls in the department call him 'male mom,' he has a great figure!"

"Look at those pectoral muscles!"

"Look at those biceps!"

Shen Zhiyi followed her gaze and nodded in agreement, "That's certainly possible."

However, he is still not as good as Ike no Yoshino.

She had just leaned against his chest.

Hard and sturdy...

Shen Zhiyi lowered her head, and two blushes quietly crept onto her cheeks.

Chi Wangye stood in the waiting area, staring at her with cold eyes.

My gaze followed her and shifted to number 18.

My chest was suddenly filled with a rush of cold air, a feeling of congestion that was impossible to ignore.

Why look at others...?

He lowered his eyes and clenched the towel.

really.

I like anyone who's handsome.

And she was so embarrassed...

Is it because of that person's figure?

Chi Wangye suddenly turned to his teammate and asked, "Who is that number 18?"

Seeing that he had taken the initiative to talk to him, his teammate said excitedly, "You mean Qiao Jun? He should be our biggest opponent this time."

"Look! He made it again!"

"Their team is guaranteed to win this game."

"If we win too, we'll probably be competing with them for the final championship."

"You and he are both forwards, so be careful."

"Qiao Jun is very popular with girls. They all say he has big pectoral muscles." His teammate touched his chin. "Although it's covered by his clothes, you can still tell."

"It is indeed big."

Chi Wangye raised an eyebrow and sneered.

"If you count the pectoral muscles, a pig has six."