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Chapter 20 Fighting with me, I'm still tender(2/2)

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Not far away, six people were playing basketball.

It seems that everyone is playing well, and everyone is in good condition. After all, the confrontation between men will always make people excited.

Xingle casually glanced at the basketball players, but didn't care and passed by.

However, at this moment, an accident happened suddenly.

The basketball hit the basket and bounced back, and flew towards the entrance and exit of the basketball area, towards Xingle and Lily who were about to pass by.

Lily didn't notice the upcoming basketball at all. She was taking advantage of the situation. She was sucking her milk tea in the cup at close range with the same head lowered and unaware Xingle.

"careful."

One of the people playing basketball shouted a loud reminder.

The basketball bounced on the ground, bounced up again, and headed straight for Lily.

The previous fists and this time the basketball goals were surprisingly consistent, both of which were the heads of the woman Lily.

It feels like this is a head with a sarcastic buff...

But even if you have a sarcasm, even if you don’t notice it at all, the problem is not big.

In the eyes.

I saw Xingle, who was burying his head to drink milk tea, lifted his hands and grabbed the basketball with one hand.

Grabbing basketball with one hand requires a big hand.

Xingle's hands were not big, but he just grabbed them. This was obviously one of the skills that the omnipotent and lustful hands could do.

Basketball catches it, the crisis is lifted.

Lily looked up curiously and saw the hand holding the basketball with one hand on her head.

Xingle seized the opportunity to take a sip of milk tea, absorbed it directly, and looked up satisfied, and grabbed the basketball hand and patted the basketball casually, and then shot it casually.

The next moment.

The basketball drew a beautiful arc and entered a perfect hollow.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong...

The basketball fell on the floor and kept bouncing.

Xingle was proud: "Ha, woman, I've finished drinking milk tea, let's see how you can take advantage of me."

"I'm still a little tender..."

Um?

basketball?

What basketball?
Chapter completed!
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