After celebrating wildly in the locker room and then taking post-championship makeup photos, the Mavericks players weren't over.

That night, Kuban personally paid for it and led a group of people to the nightclub. And this is also the first time that Yiyang has been in this kind of place since he has been in the United States for so long.

Knowing that the Mavericks players were coming, the owner of this nightclub was already ready with drinks and plush seating. But Cuban didn't take the entire court, instead hoping that others would celebrate the championship with the Mavericks. When there are many people, the party is lively.

Walking into the nightclub with the O'Brien Cup, the people who were partying inside raised their mobile phones to shoot wildly. The opportunity to get in close contact with big stars is not always available.

Terry, Marion, and the others found a place to sit down with ease, while Yiyang and Vignari looked around curiously. As a pair of extremely disciplined professional basketball players, Yiyang and Vignari are both coming to such an occasion for the first time.

Shirtless men, headphones DJs, heavy drums, restless music, dim lighting...... Everything here made Yiyang and Vignari feel very curious.

"Hey, will you take FMVP next time!? Also! At this time, a person began to shout at Yiyang, and then, more and more people were driven.

People shouted Yiyang's name, hoping that this Chinese, who was still a little unable to let go, would quickly integrate into the atmosphere.

"Why don't you let them go up and dance!" Seeing that the crowd was so enthusiastic, Terry took the microphone and shouted, and he was naturally referring to Yiyang and Vignarie.

"Dance! Dance! Dance! Dance! Terry managed to bring the crowd up, and under the push and hug of the people, Yiyang and Vignari were inexplicably pushed onto the dance floor.

Vignari used to be a model, and she knew a little bit about dancing. But Yiyang, a stunned young man who grew up in the slums, can dance anywhere.

But the people who are having fun don't care about that, Terry asks the DJ to start playing the music, and people raise their arms in the audience, as if it is not Yiyang standing on the stage at this moment, but the famous rapper Eminem.

"Come on, just shake to the rhythm!" Vignari grabbed Yiyang's hand and began to shake her body.

Yiyang was under the influence of alcohol, and he actually moved. Seeing that the two were getting better, the rest of the Mavericks also joined the dance floor. Yiyang gradually let go of his hands and feet, and jumped with his teammates and Vignary.

On this night, no one was going to restrain the Mavericks players. No one told them to go home and rest until eleven o'clock, and no one forbade them to drink. Back in the locker room, the guys were already a little floating.

Yiyang didn't even know how much wine he drank, he couldn't count it, anyway, when the wine glass was empty, someone would fill it, and if it was empty, someone would fill it.

Every minute, a teammate raises his glass and mutters a shout. "Also, let's have this drink!"

Vignali also drank a lot today, so although it was not she who won the championship, she was also happy for Yiyang.

Beer, champagne, whiskey, wine, brandy, vodka...... Whenever there is alcohol on sale in this store, the Mavericks players want it. Yiyang has never experienced such a crazy party in his life, maybe only such a thing as winning the championship is worthy of Yiyang's celebration.

The party went on until half past one in the morning, when the unconscious Mavericks players were finally willing to leave.

After Terry's guy vomited out of the toilet, he went straight to the jet gliding.

Seeing the "jet" "flying" crookedly on the road, Yiyang pinched his sweat for him and dragged Terry to the sidewalk.

"Safe landing!" After walking onto the sidewalk, Terry yelled, causing the rest of the Mavericks to laugh.

"I'll send him back, you and your girlfriend go, this guy will leave it to me, no problem." Marion stepped up and took over control of the "Jet" from Yiyang.

"Then please send him home, Sean." Yiyang was about to turn around and leave after speaking, but Terry grabbed Yiyang's wrist.

"Don't work too late tonight." The unconscious old boy smiled evilly.

"Damn!" Yiyang shook his head, even if this guy is drunk, he can't change his improper problem.

After that, each of them took a taxi and went back to their respective homes. Marion, who was still sober, sent Terry back first, and then left on his own. In the end, only two young people, Yiyang and Vignali, were left on the street.

Yiyang and Vignari were not drunk, but their brains were also a little dizzy. The two snuggled together, the surroundings were quiet, and the night was thick.

"Will you send me back first?" Vignari said, leaning in front of Yiyang's face.

"Okay, I don't feel at ease if you go alone."

"Are you still home today?"

Yiyang looked at the Italian girl in front of him and swallowed. "It should ...... Yes. ”

Hopping in a taxi, the two soon arrived at Vignarie's hotel. After entering the room, both of them sat down on the couch. After drinking so much wine, even if you are not drunk, you are tired.

"Rest quickly, do you want me to help you to bed?"

Vignari didn't answer Yiyang, but lay on the sofa and stretched out her arms, with obvious meaning, to hold onto it.

Yiyang leaned down, and Vignarie's arms wrapped tightly around Yiyang's neck. As soon as her waist was forced, the tall Italian girl was lifted up with ease.

As Yiyang picked herself up, Vignali kicked her legs and removed her heels. "I'm sleepy, put me in bed."

The ambiguous fragrance jumped into Yiyang's nose, and Vignali, who was only wearing a tight long skirt, stared at Yiyang with a confused look. Yiyang's face flushed slightly, and he didn't dare to continue to look at Vignarie.

After putting Vignari on the bed, Yiyang sat on the edge of the bed and did not leave immediately, as if he was engaged in some kind of ideological struggle.

Vignari sat up and hugged Yiyang from behind. Yiyang feels soft behind him, when has Vignari taken it off!?

"Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock...... Yiyang's heart beat wildly, even if it was the most critical kill, Yiyang had never been so nervous.

"Are you hungry?" The Italian girl whispered in Yiyang's ear.

"It's a little bit...... Yiyang was so nervous that he couldn't speak, so he simply followed Vignarie.

Vignari suddenly rolled over and pounced on Yiyang, while she rode on top of Yiyang.

"So...... Eat me for you. Vignari said, looking down and slowly unbuttoning the buttons on her chest one by one.

Yiyang's mind went blank, and he didn't even know how he should react now. The wooden Chinese boy just watched Vignari quietly, and as his coat was peeled off, the flawless, plump body like mutton fat and white jade was revealed to Yiyang's eyes.

Yiyang looked at this Italian girl with such a distraction, and suddenly had an unreal feeling that she was dreaming. A model, a basketball player, a girl who is wildly sought after all over the world...... All this, really?

Vignari spread her arms and slowly leaned down. Her cheeks were crimson, her lips lifted slightly, and the sound came from deep in her throat. "Take your time, champion."

The lights in the bedroom are still on, but the affection between the two can't wait to complete the interweaving.

The night of the champion finally came to an end in this full spring......