I don't want to, I don't want to!

She doesn't want anything!

Wen Qiao snapped his computer shut.

The world is finally pure.

She glanced at the time, this time should be the most prosperous time in a city, picked out a small suspender skirt, painted an age-reducing makeup, tied her hair into a high ponytail, and permed it into curls.

With fair skin, thin collarbones, and long legs, full of youth, stepping on a small leather bag, he looks like a college student.

Going out, Wen Qiao checked his phone and found that he was a road idiot.

I only know the left and right, and I can't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest.

Wincho turned back. Lying at the front desk, I asked the young lady how to take the subway line of HKU and at which exit of the station, and there was a memorandum after asking clearly.

There is a subway entrance opposite the hotel, so you don't have to reverse and go directly to the university town.

Wen Qiao made his way to the subway station.

The fresh breath of the city came to his face, and the subway was not crowded, Wen Qiao got in the car and leaned against the door, playing with his mobile phone.

Wen Qiao: I went to HKU to pick flowers.

Ning Si: Tsk! Lu Yunzheng can't go crazy?

Ning: What are you wearing?

Wen Qiao lowered his head and typed.

Wincho: Small suspenders, plaid skirt, black high-top sneakers.

Ning Si: Damn, you watch out for someone.

The subway reported to the station, and Wen Qiao felt that someone had touched him.

Looking up, a little brother in a school uniform looked at her with his lips raised.

Wen Qiao raised her eyebrows, she remembered that this little brother met after coming out of the hotel, and the two of them entered the subway station one after the other and got into different carriages.

Sister, sit down.

That sister is soft and milky, Wen Qiao's heart is happy, the key is that people are good-looking. The school uniform is neatly worn, no graffiti, washed white, the zipper is pulled to the top, standing up and holding the railing with one hand, and the other hand in the pocket, obedient.

looks good, and is quite bold, and is not shy at all to talk to girls.

Wen Qiao smiled and said, "No need for you to sit."

The little brother smiled, pushed Wen Qiao directly to the seat, and said with a smile: Sister, are you from HKU?

Wen Qiao smiled, didn't say yes or no.

The little brother's cell phone rang, and he turned his back to say something. Only then did Wen Qiao realize that he had a basketball bag hanging on his school bag, which was shaking.

Wen Qiao continued to play with his phone.

Wincho: High school student brother give up his seat!Ah, am I really old?

Wen Qiao: Today's high school students really have milk and sweetness, and they can laugh sweetly, why didn't we have them when we were studying.

Ning Si: Sister, do you have a photo?

Wincho: No, thank you.

Ning Si: There is no picture and no truth, so you are talking about a bird?

Ning Xi was very social when he opened and closed his mouth, and Wen Qiao was too lazy to talk to him.

Looking up and meeting his brother's gaze, he smiled meaningfully, Wen Qiao looked down, only to find that her chat history was seen by him.

Embarrassment and embarrassment no.

The little brother smiled, revealing a sweet pear vortex, sister, go and play basketball?

Playing basketball.

There must be a lot of good-looking men.

has a good figure and a blood rush, this is the purpose of her coming to HKU.

Thinking of the basketball on the back of my little brother, I asked with a smile: Do you also play?

The little brother nodded, his soft hair trembling, tilting his head, and his eyes crooked with a smile.

Okay, you take me there.

After getting off the subway, Wen Qiao followed his little brother to spare the trail and entered the stadium of the University of Hong Kong, and the big spotlights illuminated the audience. Four large basketball courts were full of people.

There are no fewer onlookers on the sidelines than on the field.

The little brother unzipped as he walked, Wen Qiao glanced sideways, he took off his school uniform to reveal his basketball jersey, the wide autumn coat shook on his body, the wind blew, the clothes stuck to his abdomen, and the silhouette could be faintly seen.

The little brother pointed out a place for Wen Qiao to sit down, not far from the venue, and then he stuffed his clothes and school bag to Wen Qiao, bent over, and began to take off his school pants.

Wen Qiao blushed, his eyes were gone, his heart was pounding, and he still saw the two strong and straight long legs, wrapped in wide pants, looking full of vitality.

After the little brother took it off and threw it on his school bag, Wen Qiao looked over in horror to see that he had already run to the court in the wind, and the people on the court stopped to greet him with a fist.

After saying hello, he suddenly looked at Wen Qiao's side, and the people on the field put their arms around his shoulders and looked at Wen Qiao's side.

He suddenly jumped up and wrapped his arms around the man's neck, didn't know what to say, broke up, and started the game.

The little brother is agile, reflexes and speed is super fast, a few moves easily around the open hand, on the three-point line to throw the foot, the basketball in mid-air arc, smashed on the rebound, landed on the basket in a circle, and fell into the basket steadily.

Cheers were heard on the field, and there were staccato whistles around Wincho.

There were also a few whispers from girls.

Wen Qiao thought that this little brother was not bad, bold and skilled. The key is to be warm and friendly to an elder like her, which is too rare. She picked up her phone, recorded a few videos, and took a few photos for Ning Si.

Ning Si: My day, I'm hungry and crying.

Wincho: ...... Xu Du can't feed you?

Ningsi: Beasts don't deserve.

Wen Qiao smiled, bought two bottles of water, and sat down to continue admiring.

She unscrewed a bottle of water. After taking two sips and replying to two Wen Yu messages, a black shadow suddenly pressed over him.

Wen Qiao turned his head sideways, and his smile suddenly froze.

You...... Why are you here?" Wencho felt like he had seen a ghost.

I wonder if this person is haunted, or has she installed radar in her mobile phone.

She has come to HKU and can she still meet by chance?

Wen Qiao was frightened, and poured two more sips of cold water, which calmed down a little.

Lu Yunzheng opened the schoolbag and clothes beside her. Sitting down next to her, Wen Qiao subconsciously moved to the side, his big palm was on her waist, his palm was hot, and she returned to her original position with a slight force.

Wen Qiao broke his hand, can you not move your hands and feet.

Lu Yunzheng smiled and said lazily: No one saw it.

Wen Qiao blushed, not because Lu Yunzheng was hugging her, but because the little brother suddenly stopped to look at her, although he couldn't see his expression clearly, he felt that he stared at him for a long time, and he didn't withdraw his gaze until his teammates pushed him.

Wen Qiao pursed his lips and stood up suddenly.

Love to watch basketball?

Wen Qiao replied: Can you manage it?

Lu Yunzheng held her elbow and pulled it down, and she sat on the stool again.

She glared at her dissatisfied, and he hooked his lips, a smile flashing in his eyes, and pasted it.

The whistle blew and halftime was broken. The people on the field walked out of the field one after another, and several boys lifted the hem of their jerseys to wipe their sweat, revealing the muscles and mermaid lines on their waists and abdomen.

Tsk, Wincho admired greedily.

If it weren't for Lu Yunzheng's presence, she would have taken a few photos of Ning Xi to relieve her hunger.

Lu Yunzheng pinched her chin and turned it over to face him, his voice low mixed with unhappiness. Don't look at other men, huh?

Shameless. Wen Qiao pushed his hand away, looked up and saw his little brother walking towards her, Wen Qiao moved away a little, and whispered: Stay away from me.

The little brother walked over, the wide jersey was attached to his body, his forehead and arms were covered with sweat, he wiped it with his wrist guard, and walked up to Wen Qiao, who handed over the water.

He listened for a few seconds, then reached out and took the bottle that Wen Qiao had drunk.

Unscrew the lid, grunt with your head back, and roll up and down with your swallow, your Adam's apple up and down, high up. Pull out a perfect neckline, and the sweat from your cheeks runs down your neck and slides into the jersey.

After he finished drinking, he pursed his lips and winked with a smile: Thank you.

Then, he sat down next to Wincho, his legs open. Elbows propped up behind your back, leaning back, panting.

Wen Qiao turned to the side and said: Just ...... That's what I drank.

The little brother raised his eyebrows, glanced at the black-faced man beside her, and said with a smile: I know.

Tsk, Wen Qiao felt that his little heart couldn't stand it anymore.

He rested for a while, his breath calmed down, and the person next to her asked, "Sister, who is this uncle?"

He had seen it on the field as early as the halfway through the ball, most of them came to talk, and the reason why he drank Wen Qiao's water was to help her solve this kind of person.

Relying on his own strength, he wants to hook up with people on the court.

Uncle?

Wen Qiao couldn't help but laugh: Ah. I don't know.

When Lu Yunzheng heard this, his good temper was swept away, and all the qi in his body surged into one place, he held Wen Qiao's elbow and reminded her, don't you know?

Wen Qiao blinked, Do I know you?

Lu Yunzheng grinded his teeth. With a smile, he said: Then I'll remember it with you.

The little brother straightened up and looked at Lu Yunzheng.

Lu Yunzheng raised his eyebrows, smiled lightly and proudly, hugged Wen Qiao's shoulder, and slowly approached with hot and humid breathing.

Wen Qiao tensed, and hurriedly smiled and said: It's my brother.

This relationship is right, and the little brother is quite satisfied, clapping his hands, dragging a long tone, brother. Many years older than you, right?

Wen Qiao secretly praised in his heart, this little brother is so awesome that Lu Yunzheng is silent.

After a few seconds, the little brother pulled out his phone.

Sister, add a WeChat, and call you in the next game. The little brother's phone was handed over.

It means that Wen Qiao will be the face sweep of Lu Yunzheng.

Lu Yunzheng touched the tip of his tongue, very depressed.

Wen Qiao really clicked on the scan, aimed at the mobile phone, snatched the mobile phone with his big hand in the next second, and said coldly: What do you add, you still came to Hong Kong City specifically to watch the ball?

Wen Qiao reached out and grabbed his phone, but he lifted it out of reach.

He laughed, dangerously, as if to say don't me off.

The little brother was impatient and teased: Sister, your brother is too lenient.

What's wrong with adding a WeChat.

Wen Qiao was also helpless.

Lu Yunzheng stuffed his mobile phone into his trouser pocket and smiled evilly, I am his brother, and I am still her husband.

...... Little brother, I was when you were my age. She's already my girlfriend......

Exercise!

talking nonsense with your eyes open!

Wen Qiao wanted to explain guiltily, but when the whistle blew, the little brother stood up and walked towards the court.

was so troubled that Wen Qiao no longer had the heart to watch the game.

Stand up and go.

Lu Yunzheng followed behind.

Wen Qiao whispered: Can you please not disturb me.

Lu Yunzheng laughed, don't bother you to flirt with Wen Qiao, you still don't admit that you like me, you just watched me take pictures of me like this on the sidelines of the stadium back then.

Wen Qiao pursed his lips and said nothing. When I didn't hear it.

Wincho walked briskly forward, trying to get rid of him.

Mr. Lu, have you said enough? Wen Qiao asked.

The voice was cold and indifferent, and I couldn't hear half of my emotions.

He suddenly grabbed her and said, "Can't you just look at me and I like you?"

No.

Hate me so much?

Yes.

Wen Qiao suddenly raised his eyes, looked directly at him with watery eyes, pursed his red lips and said: No matter what you do, I will not be moved. Do you give up?

His good-looking eyes narrowed and smiled, and his mouth moved: What about this?