Yu Xiaochun answered LeBron James's call and sat cross-legged on the recliner. He stared at the already dimmed screen of his phone, a little stunned. Just now, he was worried about his fat belly, and he used "The Cultivation of Sports Agents" to spread it out, but now that he sits up and his belly is piled together, he has no intention of caring about it at all. It was Emperor James who had just called.

The one-of-a-kind LeBron!

What's worse is that LeBron James sent him an offer. To be precise, it was through Yu Xiaochun that he sent an invitation to Yang Yiming. The content of the invitation is not only to go to the Los Angeles Lakers to assist the emperor, but also to ask Yang Yiming to take over the honor of "the next best in history".

This kind of good thing really doesn't happen every day!

For most people on this planet, this kind of good thing doesn't necessarily happen once in a lifetime!

So it is understandable that Yu Xiaochun sat on the recliner in a daze.

A female voice interrupted his musings:

"Sir, did you order 'Genting'?"

Yu Xiaochun looked up and saw a fair-skinned tall woman standing under a parasol, smiling, holding the signature cocktail "Genting" from the pool bar. The woman has slender fingers on both hands, one hand gently holding the back of the cocktail glass, and the other hand holding the bottom of the glass. She wore a burgundy three-point swimsuit, and her waistline was almost parallel to the line of sight of Yu Xiaochun who was sitting, which made him a little overwhelmed, and it seemed that it was not appropriate to look at where he looked. Her thin white legs stood with her legs crossed back and forth, as if she had been waiting for Koharu for a long time.

"I ordered it... But..."

Yu Xiaochun struggled to squeeze out the fragmented half of the sentence, and looked back at the bar on the other side of the pool, as if asking for help. In his impression, he did greet another cocktail, but who would have thought that it would be such a model-like woman in front of him who would deliver the drink.

"No problem—I saw that you asked for a drink, so I helped you get it." The model replied in English. "Drink."

She held the cup with both hands forward, her upper body bent forward slightly, and the waterfall-like black hair fell from behind her shoulders with her center of gravity, and was picked up by a gust of sea breeze, just blowing on Yu Xiaochun's face.

Inhale intoxicating fragrances in the nostrils.

Yu Xiaochun couldn't help but be shocked, swallowed his saliva, took the wine glass, and dragged the towel over the bulging belly to cover up the embarrassment, before he had the courage to reply:

"Thank you. Have you been standing for a long time? ”

"Just for a moment." The woman smiled, brushed her loose hair behind her shoulders, pointed to the back half of Yu Xiaochun's recliner and asked, "Can I sit here?" ”

"Ahh You may be seated. Yu Xiaochun hurriedly hugged the towel in his arms, took a step back, and vacated half of the recliner to the other party, "May I ask what your name is?" ”

"My name is May." I don't know if "Mei" is the woman's surname or first name, but she didn't shy away from sitting down against Yu Xiaochun's leg, put her right arm on his knee, and asked rhetorically, "Are you Mr. Yu?" ”

"It's... But how do you know who I am? Yu Xiaochun was obviously a little surprised. Vung Tau, a not-so-famous beach city in Vietnam, didn't expect to be recognizable.

"I'm sorry, but when you answered the phone just now, I listened to it for a while." May is completely undisguised about her eavesdropping. She leaned on Koharu's leg and moved closer a little further. Even through the hard kneecaps, he could feel the soft parts of Mei's body, swaying at the fabric of her swimsuit. This soft and smooth feeling was so wonderful that although Yu Xiaochun saw that the other party might be deliberately close, he still stretched his feet there, not daring or willing to move an inch. Mei simply leaned the weight of her entire upper body on Koharu's legs. Her body was so light, like a feather, as if it were ground. Mei is the appearance of an Asian girl, but it is a different style from Nina that Yu Xiaochun is familiar with, she has thin eyes and curved eyebrows, fair skin, a small cherry mouth, and exhales like an orchid, almost every part of her facial features meets the standard Asian aesthetics, but Mei's dress and behavior are so bold and presumptuous, like unrestrained and spicy Southeast Asian food.

"Mr. Yu should be Yang Yiming's agent of 'Dr. Yang'." Mei's eyes shone with adoration. I don't know if it's the truth or Mei is acting, but Yu Xiaochun is very useful.

"You know all this?" was worshiped by such a big beauty, Yu Xiaochun's face was silent, but his heart had already blossomed.

"Hmm. I heard a clip of your phone call, it seems to have something to do with basketball. Plus I watch basketball games occasionally, and I like the Rockets, the Lakers, and the Warriors. I have an impression of you! ”

A beautiful woman who loves basketball. Probably nothing could be more perfect than that. And she actually has an impression of herself! Yu Xiaochun already felt that his throat was dry and his heart was beating faster.

He took a big sip of "Genting". But the next time he drank violently, under the influence of alcohol, Yu Xiaochun actually coughed.

"Mr. Yu, what's wrong with you?" May asked with concern.

"I'm fine. cough, cough...", but Yu Xiaochun still couldn't stop coughing.

"I'll take a look at it for you, Mr. Yu..." Mei stood up, walked from the back of the recliner to the headrest, sat down behind Yu Xiaochun, and helped him beat his back with a pink fist while leaning lightly on Yu Xiaochun's shoulder.

Even if Yu Xiaochun still wanted to cough, Mei's gentle and dedicated, he didn't even dare to take a sip.

"Isn't it a little cold outside. Mr. Yu drank the wine and blew the wind, it was easy to feel uncomfortable. ”

Mei's back-beating hand wrapped around Yu Xiaochun's waist, wrapped around his slightly ashamed little belly, pulled the towel in front of him, and wrapped it around Xiaochun's chest. Mei stuck to her back tighter. Yu Xiaochun suspected that she could hear her own pounding heartbeat across her spine.

"Probably. It's a bit cold outside..."

Yu Xiaochun was insincere. His forehead was clearly sweating from the weather, or nervousness.

"Why don't you go to your room and rest for a while?"

"Ahh

"Be quieter. I'll have a glass of wine with Mr. Yu and listen to you tell you those interesting basketball stories. Mr. Yu must have a lot of powerful stories. The fingertips of Mei's other hand slashed across Koharu's back from top to bottom, like vines blooming on his back.

"Hmm. That's... It's good. ”

"Then let's go."

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