NBA: The man who passed the ball to Yao Ming

A girl with black hair like clouds, skin like snow, and sparkling eyes rushed down the stairs in a hurry, her appearance was extremely pure.

She was wearing a straight blue nightdress, the skirt was just below her knees, revealing a pair of slender and fair calves, with bare feet, she rushed towards Zhang Jinshui in a hurry while shouting.

Unexpectedly, when she was about to rush in front of Zhang Jinshui, she couldn't hold back the momentum, slipped and bumped into the wall next to Zhang Jinshui.

Zhang Jinshui hurriedly stretched out his right hand to embrace her, but he didn't think that her charge was still too fierce, and she couldn't stand still with him.

In order to protect the other party, Zhang Jinshui could only hold her in his arms with his right arm. His body fell down, and he lay in front of the girl in a very irregular posture, and hit the corner of the wall and the ground together.

"Ouch!" The girl screamed, and then hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, are you okay?"

"I am fine."

Just after Zhang Jinshui finished speaking, who knew that the girl stammered and shouted urgently: "You...you...you..."

Zhang Jinshui, who was suffering from pain in his shoulder, was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, and found that the pretty face of the girl squeezed into his arms was flushed, and she was about to cry: "Don't let go yet, have you touched enough?"

Only then did Zhang Jinshui feel that his right hand was sending out a soft touch that made people feel swaying.

He hurriedly moved his gaze down the girl's neck, which had turned from fair to pink, and found that the other's upper body was firmly pressed against his body, and he happened to clamp his right hand tightly to that very soft part.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Zhang Jinshui hurriedly forcibly emptied the comfortable feeling that had been transmitted to his tactile nerves, and while apologizing, he pulled out his right hand forcefully.

But in the process of pulling away, the heart-pounding soft touch became more turbulent, as if he deliberately touched someone's body again.

The embarrassed girl struggled to get up, but she was stuck in the corner of the wall and Zhang Jinshui's arms, there was really no room for her.

"Stinky rascal!" The girl yelled.

Then he opened his mouth and took a hard bite on Zhang Jinshui's chest through his clothes.

Zhang Jinshui felt a burning pain. At this moment, his right hand was finally pulled out, and he hurriedly struggled to prop up his upper body. First, he helped the girl up, and then he stood up too.

He pulled down the collar of his shirt, and the right pectoral muscle near the midline was bruised and oozing with blood.

"Zhao Min'er, you are too harsh on your mouth, obviously you bumped into the wall, and I accidentally bumped into it to protect you."

"Nonsense, I accidentally touched it, why do you touch and rub it!" This girl with a beautiful appearance and temperament that resembles Haruko Akagi in the slam dunk player is none other than Zhao Min'er who does not wear black-rimmed glasses.

"Besides, what does it mean to bump into the wall in a hurry? Chunlin and I have discussed that we are not allowed to wear shoes into the house in the future, so I hurried downstairs to stop you." He took a bite on his chest, and when he got close to see the wound on his chest bleeding, he was immediately startled.

"Why is it bleeding, did I bite it just now?"

"Otherwise?" Zhang Jinshui said angrily.

"I have a first aid kit, you stand here and don't move, I'll get it." Zi Chunlin hurried up the stairs again.

Zhang Jinshui hurriedly reminded: "Slow down, don't slip and fall again."

"Understood, you take off your shoes first, Zi Chunlin and I bought floor socks for you, and I'll give them to you later." Zhao Min'er shouted while running.

Seeing Zhao Min'er "flying" up the stairs, Zhang Jinshui shook his head helplessly, and took off his shoes.

After a while, Zhao Min'er came back with the medicine box and floor socks. She put Zhang Jinshui on the floor socks, then pulled him to sit on the sofa, and evenly spread the ointment on the wound bit by bit.

Zhang Jinshui took a closer look. In fact, the bleeding was only caused by biting the skin a little bit. The wound looked scary, but it was just due to the effect of bruising. It should heal in a few days.

However, Zhao Miner's face was full of guilt. Obviously, this little girl was frightened by the blood.

After treating the wound, Zhao Min'er said to Zhang Jinshui pitifully, "I'm sorry, I didn't intend to bite so hard."

On the contrary, Zhang Jinshui felt a little embarrassed, and said in a friendly voice, "It's just a small injury, it will heal soon, don't worry too much about it."

Zhao Min'er bit her pink lips, and said in a deliberative tone: "I bite you once, and you just touched... touched mine... let's make it even, okay? good?"

Zhang Jinshui was taken aback. Although he didn't do it on purpose just now, why did he suddenly feel like he had made a lot of money after such a tie?

Seeing Zhang Jinshui's strange expression, Zhao Min'er's pretty face turned red again, and said viciously: "If you dare to touch me again, you will die."

After finishing speaking, he fled upstairs.

Zhang Jinshui smiled helplessly, turned around and put the shoes outside the door, and picked up the pizza box he had thrown on the ground before helping Zhao Miner just now. Fortunately, the pizza was still edible even though its shape was broken.

"Have you had lunch?" Zhang Jinshui asked loudly.

"It's up to you!...Eat it."

Pizza doesn't taste good when it's cold. Zhang Jinshui sat at the dining table, and within 5 minutes, he stuffed a pizza as big as three of his faces into his stomach.

Next, he washed up briefly, went back to his bedroom and took a nap. At three o'clock in the afternoon, he took the basketball to the basketball court in the backyard.

He stretched first, then moved the dumbbells and exercise bench out of the basement, familiarized himself with the training moves that his assistant coach Jim taught him in the morning in order, then picked up the basketball and began to practice shooting.

Although it is said that Zhang Jinshui is currently in a state of rest for a two-day vacation, it is funny to say that he can't think of any other way to rest except basketball.

But having said that, shooting, dribbling, as long as you don't consume too much energy, it should be considered a good way to rest.

He shot a few more baskets, and when he picked up the ball, he found that Zhao Min'er was already standing on the sidelines watching him at some point.

She was clearly a pure and beautiful girl just now, but now she has changed into a plaid shirt and black-rimmed glasses, which made Zhang Jinshui extremely upset.

"Why don't you go to school today?" He patted the ball and walked to Zhao Min'er.

"No class today." Zhao Min'er cast a glance at Zhang Jinshui behind her hands.

"She's so beautiful, why do she have to wear black-rimmed glasses? And she always dresses in a neutral way. Can we discuss it so that I won't wear black-rimmed glasses in the future."

Zhao Min'er, who is used to being praised for her beauty, raised her head proudly and said, "It's okay if I don't want to wear black-rimmed glasses. I'll give you a chance to throw the ball into the opposite basket from here. No more black-rimmed glasses."

This position has not even passed halftime. In terms of distance, it is equivalent to taking a step from one's own three-point line and shooting directly into the opponent's basket.

Zhang Jinshui raised his head, looked at the flash of purple on the opposite basket, and said with a smile, "Then don't regret it."