Chapter 290: The Flirtatious Male Vixen vs. the Delicate National First Love 9
"Jiang Yubai actually twisted the water bottle for that girl. Damn, I'm jealous!"
"Who is that girl? She's so cute and looks like an elementary school student. Is she Senior Jiang's sister?"
Because 001 turned the tide on the court, the audience's attention in the entire basketball court followed him, and Quanjiu naturally became the center of attention.
"She was cuter when she was little."
001 Serious disdain.
The little girl who holds a bottle of milk every day and chases him, calling him brother in a baby voice is much cuter.
Quan Jiu rolled his eyes:
"So why did you lie to me and tell me to come here? I still have three homework assignments to finish..."
001 was unhappy: "What's more important, homework or brother?"
"Operation."
Quan Jiu made his choice without hesitation.
001: “…”
Anyone want a sister?
A stainless steel basin can be replaced.
"Stand back until I finish the second half. Don't blame me if you get hit by the ball if you get too close."
001 tapped her on the forehead and warned her.
"I know."
…
001 is back in the game.
Because of his series of actions, more people began to observe and pay attention to Quan Jiu, and from time to time someone would whisper in her direction.
Quan Jiu scratched his ears, lowered his eyes and saw Jiang Yubai's empty water bottle, so he simply turned around and went to the convenience store to buy a bottle of water.
The basketball court is a five or six minute walk from the store, and on the way, you have to pass through a long alley. Quan Jiu bought some water and just walked into the alley when he saw several tall and mighty figures in front of him.
"Hey, little girl, you're walking alone?"
The man in the blue vest spoke in a bad tone, a cigarette dangling from his fingertips, and walked out of the fork in the road and headed straight for Quanjiu.
Quan Jiu was just in the first grade of junior high school and was only 1.62 meters tall, while the three men in front of her were almost 1.9 meters tall. Surrounded by the three men, she looked like a little lamb to be slaughtered, weak and pitiful.
Quan Jiu was stunned for a second when they spoke, then he calmed down:
"What's up?"
"Are you the sister of that stinky boy Jiang Yubai?"
Another man wearing jersey number 11 also spoke up.
Quan Jiu calmly denied: "No."
Did her brother steal someone else's girlfriend and is being retaliated against by someone?
No. 11 obviously didn't believe it, and suddenly approached Quanjiu and threatened fiercely:
"Even if she's not your biological sister, she must be your cousin. Little girl, please don't blame us for being unkind. Your brother has caused us trouble, and we can only get it back from you. I'm sorry..."
The little girl in front of me had bright and clear black eyes. She was wearing a white dress, black leather shoes and white stockings. She looked like a delicate little princess who was ignorant of the world.
No. 11 secretly admired the Jiang family's appearance, and silently forced himself to put on a fierce expression, waiting for the little girl to show a frightened reaction.
However……
Quan Jiu just blinked in confusion:
"Want to fight?"
No. 11 felt a lump in his throat when he was asked this question.
Is there something wrong with this little girl's brain?
Aren’t you afraid of this?
He looked down at the muscles on his arms, winked at the other three, and the four mighty and tall men walked straight towards Quan Jiu.
All his escape routes were blocked, and Quan Jiu was completely trapped.
A man with dyed yellow hair pulled Quan Jiu's hair, with an unclear meaning.
"Your hair looks pretty good."
Quan Jiu: "..."
The man continued to threaten her, took out a lighter from his trouser pocket, lit it, and slowly approached her black hair:
"Such beautiful hair, how about I burn it with a lighter?"
The other three laughed in a gloating manner:
"Don't be impatient, little girl. The brothers will play with you slowly today."
The bright orange-red flames were jumping, getting closer and closer to the end of her black hair...
Just as the hair was about to be bent by the burn, 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 hands on his head and looked behind him.
An inflated basketball bounced weakly on the ground a few times before rolling quietly to the corner of the alley.
Quan Jiu followed his gaze and saw a figure leaning against the wall against the light.
The black figure was standing against the light, and her facial features couldn't be seen clearly in the dimly lit alley. She could only catch a glimpse of his general outline.
The young man had hair hanging down slightly between his eyebrows, a high nose bridge, long arms and legs, and his whole figure exuded a sense of laziness and casualness.
Quan Jiu's attention fell on his legs.
These legs are really long.
One of her long legs was stretched straight, the other slightly bent, with her heel against the corner of the wall. She leaned casually against the wall, exuding the noble temperament of a supermodel.
In the shadows, a spot of scarlet flickered. The man held a cigarette between his slender fingertips. His index finger lightly tapped the cigarette handle, and the ashes scattered in the air.
Hearing the man's question, the young man standing in the dark seemed to laugh softly. His voice was a little magnetic, and his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, with an indescribable sexy laziness.
"I smashed it, do you have any objections?"
As soon as the young man spoke, his tone was filled with laziness, as if he had just woken up. His voice, as pleasant as a cello, poured out, so beautiful that it made people yearn for it.
"You don't have eyes, don't you see I'm teaching someone a lesson? Get away from me, or I'll teach you a lesson too!"
The man wearing jersey number 7 looked annoyed and spoke fiercely.
Quan Jiu felt that this time it was not his illusion, the figure in the dark was really smiling.
He pushed his heels forward, stood up straight, and walked lazily out of the shadows in the darkness...
The evildoer's eyebrows and eyes were exposed to the sunlight inch by inch.
Quan Jiu clearly heard the four men standing beside him gasp.
"Brother Chuan, why is it you?"
There was a hint of respect in his tone.
Quan Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, feeling that he looked familiar.
The boy has long and narrow peach blossom eyes, with the tails of his eyes always slightly upturned, revealing a sense of laziness, making people always feel that he is in a good mood. Under the peach blossom eyes is a very small black teardrop mole, which is particularly obvious on his cold white skin.
He was wearing a black No. 3 vest jersey, and his exposed arms were slender and strong, with a half-burned cigarette pinched between his fingertips.
He stared at the scene in the alley with a half-smile on his face, and slowly approached the few people. With 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 in his hands twice, and his dark eyes fell on the classmate holding the lighter.
"Burning hair? Playing with her?"
The man looked horrified:
"Brother Chuan, I was just trying to scare her..."
Xu Jinchuan didn't want to listen to this. He grabbed his hair and slammed him against the wall, his voice cold:
"Play? Brother, let me play with you, ok?"
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