[Comprehensive] I am in love with your male god, what do you want to say?

Innocent

"Sakurai! Your dribbling speed is too slow!"

In the empty basketball court, there was always the sound of basketballs colliding and sneakers rubbing against each other. In the calm, Wakamatsu Kosuke's growling complaint almost toppled the roof.

"Ah, I didn't do it on purpose, Minister... woo woo woo QAQ!"

"..."

Momoi Wuyue, who was standing outside the basketball court, couldn't help but come to her senses because of the noise.She turned her head, her eyes met the eyes of an alternate player sitting on the bench beside her, and she couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth dryly.

"Manager Momoi, have you been in a bad mood lately?" The alternate team member was observant and greeted softly at this moment.

Oops.was seen.

She muttered in her heart, but still pulled the corners of her mouth. "Sorry, I was a little absent-minded just now..." Rubbing the temples on his forehead a little tiredly, Momoi Mayzuki felt the nerves in his head throbbing, painful and annoying.

"It's okay, Manager Momoi." The other party said with concern, "Is it just that you don't feel well recently? It seems that you don't have much energy..."

"Hmm, maybe it's because I've been too tired lately? Then I didn't sleep well at night." Momoi said vaguely.

She has indeed suffered from insomnia recently. When she woke up this morning, when she looked at the mirror on the dressing table, she didn't even dare to look directly at the thick dark circles around her eyes. As a last resort, she put a layer of white|powder on them.

However, cosmetics can only repair the color of the skin, and the inner high spirits cannot be repaired anyway.

She has been insomnia for several days.

The symptoms started from the cafe that day—from Qingfeng Dahui led Xie Lingling out and left her there.

Since then, Momoi Wuyue has deeply hated Xie Lingling.Even, even ignoring Aomine Dahui's answers, he hung up all his calls, and did not reply to all the text messages he sent.

She twitched the corners of her lips slightly, staring at the face of the candidate for a long time.

She was actually thinking about something, and temporarily became dazed.

It's just that this alternate team member was stared at by Momoi for a long time, and before he knew it, most of his face was bred to be pink at the speed of burning.

"Well, Manager Momoi, you..."

"Senior Wakamatsu is here, hurry up and bring him some water." Momoi withdrew from her thoughts, and continued to talk to him, her eyebrows curved and her tone straight.

"Ah... ok, ok..."

Wakamatsu Kosuke was a little tired, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.He wiped his face with the hem of his clothes, took the water from the alternate team, and took a long gulp.

Momoi Itsuki distributed towels to the main candidates one by one.

Aomine Daiki was also among them. It was rare for him to be late recently, and he participated in the training in time.The more than an hour of training just now was very intensive, and everyone was sweating profusely, but he only sweated a thin layer, and he was very energetic.

He seems to be in a good mood recently, although he doesn't like to laugh, but sometimes his eyebrows and eyes are full of spirit.

Momoi Wuyue was arranging the towels, and all the main candidates lined up to receive them. Aomine Daiki was at the end of the line, and when it was his turn, Momoi Wuyue only had the last ice towel left in his hand.

"Mayue..." Aomine Daiki was very tall, and he was full of Momoi's head. At this moment, the sweat from his temples was sticking to his forehead, and his body was steaming, but he lowered his head obediently, and looked squarely at Momoi's face.

He blinked, his black eyes were extremely serious, as if he really wanted to talk to her.

"Your towel." However, Momoi Wuyue is a solid wall of iron and steel, without blinking her eyes, she piled the neatly folded white cotton towels in his hand with a deadpan face. "Mr. Qingfeng, you can sit on the side and rest now."

"I..." Qingfeng opened his mouth. "No, May, actually I just want to talk to you."

"Aomine-kun, grab your towel." Momoi Wuyue was indifferent, saying that she didn't hear.

was ruthlessly rejected.

Aomine Daiki looked a little aggrieved, he picked up the towel, puckered the corners of his mouth, turned around and sat on the bench beside him.

"Has Momoi still ignored you?" Kosuke Wakamatsu noticed the strangeness a few days ago, and whispered to Aomine Daiki who was sitting beside him, "She should still be angry. You have to work harder, woman Well... coaxing will soften it."

These two have always been at odds, but when it comes to dealing with Momoi, they are consistent and harmonious.

"I know she's angry..." Qingfeng said, "but I can't apologize."

If time goes backwards and Xie Lingling makes such a request again, Qingfeng Dahui will still not refuse.

He likes Xie Lingling so much, and he also discovered this recently.

To be honest, it is not good to like someone too much, Qingfeng Dahui has begun to be faintly afraid, afraid that one day Xie Lingling will abandon him.

However, it is one thing to be afraid and quite another to like it.

Aomine Daiki didn't regret what happened that day.

His eyes climbed, and out of the corner of his eye was Momoi Mayzuki's face that was not in a good mood.She has become more and more haggard recently, the dark circles under her eyes cannot be covered, and her skin is pale.

In his ear, Wakamatsu Kosuke was still saying: "Aomine Daiki, do you want to coax her?"

"It's not that I haven't worked hard..." Qingfeng Dahui murmured to himself in a low voice. "She just ignores me, what can I do?"

Wakamatsu Kosuke somewhat hated iron for being weak: "Can't you try again! It's good to try again!"

"..."

Aomine Daiki was a little annoyed, he felt that this matter was too difficult, beyond the scope of what he could handle.

However, as long as Momoi Wuyue doesn't reconcile with him, Aomine Daiki will feel uncomfortable all day.

He scratched his hair in distress, at this moment, a basketball suddenly rolled over on the floor, and slid to Aomine Daiki's feet with a grunt.

He subconsciously grabbed the basketball in his hand, and Wakamatsu Kosuke was still talking next to him.

"Look, basketball wants you to try again."

Aomine Daiki was a little speechless, he lifted the basketball, and grasped the big orange ball in the palm of his hand without any gap.

He stared lazily at the delicate lines on the sphere.

Through the basketball, Momoi Mayzuki was depicted in his pupils sitting on a chair and meticulously recording data.

"Well..." He said uncertainly, "Why don't I try again?"

While hesitating, he bit his finger, but when he looked up again, he suddenly saw a substitute player sitting on the bench approaching his lovely childhood sweetheart...

Itsuki Momoi had a full day's work as a basketball manager.She clipped the physical data chart of each member in her notebook, and planned to formulate a new training plan for this group of people at night.

After the training, a bustling group of people put on their school uniforms and jumped out of the gate of the basketball court one by one.

She was also about to follow the main force, when suddenly a thick black figure approached, causing her to raise her head involuntarily.

"Manager Momoi..."

The one who came was the substitute player of the basketball team, a boy named Aihara.At this moment, he was lowering his head, approaching her shoulder cautiously, his voice was soft and light.

"that……"

"What's the matter? Aihara-san?" Momoi Wuyue subconsciously resisted, but still had to show a bright smile.

Aihara-san's cheeks began to turn red, and the boy's skin was slightly thin, and the words he wanted to say stuck out of his throat awkwardly.

"That, that... Manager Momoi, I..."

Momoi resisted a little in her heart, she knew in an instant what the boy in front of her was about to utter.

She frowned subconsciously.

At this moment, a black figure on the side grabbed her hand and interposed between her and the boy.

Aomine Daiki was tall and imposing, he lazily grabbed Momoi Itsuki's wrist, his eyes casually outlined the face of the boy opposite Aihara.

He's so tall, strong, and muscular.

Aihara boy is very thin.

Aihara could hardly resist Aomine Daiki's straight gaze.

The result is naturally obvious.

"I'm sorry, Momoi still has something to do today." Qingfeng Dahui plucked his ears, his tone raised, "If you want to find her, can you make an appointment another day?"

Although he smiled, his eyes were cold.

Aihara almost burrowed into the ground in shame.

"That... I'm really sorry..."

He didn't say anything in the end, his eyes were a little watery.Lowering his head, he clenched his fists with a little low self-esteem, and could only see Momoi Wuyue's apricot white leather shoes and the pair of basketball shoes walking side by side.

"Aomine-kun, I'm sorry, let me go." Momoi Wuyue was dragged outside the basketball court by Aomine Daiki, and immediately began to struggle in a cold tone.

Qingfeng couldn't resist her, so he had to let go of her wrist.

Her cold war made him very helpless.

"May..." Qingfeng Dahui sighed, and scratched his hair in distress, "Let's talk about it. I know it was my fault that time, but anyway, it's been two days, You have to give me a chance to make amends."

Momoi Mayshin was also a little stuck.

She opened her mouth to say something, but negative thoughts flooded her mind.

From that day on, she hated Xie Lingling very much.

She saw her true nature clearly, and knew that one day, the Aomine Daiki who was obsessed with her in front of her would be ruthlessly abandoned by her.

"I..." Momoi Wuyue was confused.

You can't say, if you want to make up for your mistakes, break up with Xie Lingling, right?

According to Xie Lingling's current weight in Qingfeng Dahui's heart, this matter is definitely impossible.

Momoi Wuyue thought about it secretly for a while, and decided not to say anything for the time being.

Seeing that Momoi Wuyue pursed her lips and said nothing, and refused him righteously, Aomine Daiki's heart was encouraged.

He stared into Momoi Wuyue's eyes, not wanting to miss the slightest bit of her expression, and said word by word: "Mayue, can we have a good talk? You can come to my house for dinner, my mother made your favorite food dishes..."

The last time Aomine Daiki made this one-word invitation to Momoi Itsuki was in the third grade of elementary school.

Since then, he has never said anything like this.

Momoi Wuyue suddenly had mixed feelings, and she took a deep breath.

"... Okay?" Seeing Momoi's delay in moving, Aomine Daiki pursed his lips and stretched out his hand a little awkwardly.

The sun was just right, and for Momoi May, today was a sunny day.

The light shone on his cheeks and contours, and even his dark hair was dyed with a layer of golden light.A layer of shadow slid down below, splitting his face into two tones.

Probably because he hadn't received a response for too long, Aomine Daiki raised his eyebrows impatiently.

He wanted to take back his hand that had stopped in mid-air, but at this moment, Momoi Itsuki grabbed his fingers.

"I'll go out with you." Momoi Wuyue suddenly made up her mind, "Actually, I have something to tell you."

She wants to tear up Xie Lingling's hypocrisy.

What her bamboo horse needs is a girlfriend who truly loves him.

Not a half-hearted scumbag like her.

The author has something to say: I have a fever today, and I don't know if it is a fever, or it may be heat stroke.

Anyway, I was quite uncomfortable, dizzy.

But I feel thinner qaq

Should I be happy or sad...

Next chapter!What I want to write may be coming!

It's the plot of Qingfeng being NTR...

It will be long!

Good night girls.

Go to bed early.

Next chapter Anti-theft, girls don't buy it for now!

When I finish writing, I will post it!

You watch slowly, I write slowly... qaq