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Chapter 82 This Bamboo Horse Is A Little Sweet 29
Mo Zichen's eyelashes are very long, and Xia Ling can only see them slightly when he is close. His appearance is really perfect to a certain extent, but everyone, men, women and children, can't help but like him...

"Fool."

While Xia Ling was admiring this beauty to the point of ecstasy, a pleasant voice belonging to Mo Zichen came from above his head, wrapped in a smile brought by the breeze, and entered Xia Ling's ears.

Xia Ling just realized it.

She immediately withdrew her gaze, keeping a safe distance from Mo Zichen. Before she could explain the wave of rumors just now, Mo Zichen's eyes fell calmly.

The eyes met, her nervous eyes met his fiery eyes, everything calmed down so much.

Xia Ling closed his mouth consciously when the words came to his lips.

Time seemed to pass very slowly at this moment, the warm wind mixed with a beautiful feeling passed between the two of them, the fragrance in the garden was overwhelming, and it was so beautiful at this moment.

The school uniform and the skirts were fluttering, and the boy in gray and white casual clothes stepped away from here, a slight smile secretly passed into Xia Ling's ears, and at the same time dissipated in the wind.

……

After Mo Zichen left, Xia Ling came back to his senses, and felt the smile on the corner of the boy's lips when he left.

That touch of joy is taken from here, the fragrance of flowers is refreshing, and it even makes people feel very good.

This feeling is the most magical and subtle.

After that gray and white figure left, Xia Ling suddenly thought of something, and the black line instantly appeared.

She hasn't explained to him that those rumors are really not hers!

"..."

This afternoon seemed short, but to Xia Ling, it was very, very long.

After returning to the classroom and taking a long nap, Xia Ling didn't feel sleepy anymore, and there were still two hours before school ended at 6:[-], which was suddenly decided this afternoon.

The rest of the time was a bit boring, and it happened that the basketball court was still training. As a basketball genius, Xia Ling decided to go there to have a look.

Xia Ling's arrival was silent, many people had never seen her, and those who spread rumors only knew Xia Ling's name, but never met Xia Ling himself, not to mention that Xia Ling's position was still not very conspicuous. The corner, so she is here and basically no one pays attention to her.

On the court, it was still so passionate, ten teenagers chased after each other, shuttled and flowed in the sun, scrambling for that gray basketball.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the basketball goes into the basket.

With the red team having an absolute advantage, Mo Zichen and the other players cooperated perfectly, and he just threw a high-flying ball in, instantly turning the game around.

When the ball fell, there were enthusiastic screams from the auditorium again. It was just like a formal game, and the cheers given by these students were also very good.

When a ball fell, the audience was unbearably excited, but there was no such excitement on the basketball court.

To be precise, the atmosphere on the basketball court was even a bit weird, and everyone seemed to have fallen into silence.

Xia Ling leaned lazily on the corner, leaning on his elbows, sharing part of the gravity to the tiled wall beside him, a pair of beautiful eyes shuttled back and forth on these teenagers.

Those eyes contained a lot, but more of it was a thorough understanding of all the players who scored the goal in the basketball game just now, which she could understand.

The red team's cooperation is essentially lacking, and it needs more time to get in, but it's not easy to get in.

On the basketball court, there is usually more personal style, and secondly, they will cooperate with the team to integrate into the team, but if two people cooperate to the point of perfection, it is really difficult.

(End of this chapter)