The following year, in February, early spring.

Clear sky with white clouds, just the right amount of sunshine.

Even the breeze blowing in was a little cool.

There is still a week left before the start of school.

At this time.

In Riverwater High School.

Many students from other clubs are training.

Baseball clubs are no exception.

There was one batting after another in the ballpark, clear and loud.

At this time, on the fan-shaped baseball field, more than a dozen teenagers were playing a practice game.

The scoring screen on the back of the pitcher's mound stands there.

The scores above record the efforts and sweat of the teenagers.

At this time, a sweaty teenager walked out of the rest seat.

The young man has a long body, and his eyebrows are a little unruly and flamboyant.

Su Subai put down the baseball bat, reached out and took off the baseball cap, threw it on the chair, and then sat down with a big grin.

Next to Su Subai, there was a quiet teenager.

The boy was wearing glasses with golden eyes, his head down, and he was looking at a comic.

The slender and good-looking fingers of the young man, turning the page, the corners of his mouth without arc, often because he saw an interesting plot, slightly hooked, and a pear vortex also followed, looming.

Su Subai sat on the chair, panting slightly, and looked around, "Where's the milk?" Ran away again? ”

Xiao Yiming didn't raise his head, and his deep voice sounded slowly: "Well, I went to buy milk tea." ”

Su Subai picked up the water cup on the side and unscrewed it: "I know." ”

Saying yes, Su Subai raised his head and drank water.

The Adam's apple rolls, revealing a bit of sexiness.

Xiao Yiming looked at the comic intently: "I said that I couldn't live without milk tea, so I went to buy it, milk tea enthusiast." ”

After Su Subai drank the water, he turned his head to look at Xiao Yiming, who was still reading comics, and rolled his eyes: "You are the same, you still have comics in training, and I am committed to the five bodies that I admire." ”

Xiao Yiming's expression remained unchanged: "Well, thank you for the compliment, comics for my girlfriend." ”

Su Subai's face was black, and he scolded with hatred that iron was not made of steel, "Grass, another one that is not saved." ”

"Yo, what are you doing? Didn't you say that the good ones didn't explode foul language? ”

Suddenly, a playful voice sounded.

People arrive before they can make a sound.

Su Subai looked.

I saw a teenager who was also wearing a baseball uniform walking over with a smile.

The young man's smile seems to be pure and harmless, but the narrow Ruifeng's eyes are dyed a little dark, and the tears under his eyes are a little demonic.

Seeing Nie Qianyu, Su Subai secretly complained in his heart.

Here comes another abnormality.

Nie Qianyu walked slowly to Su Subai and sat down, stretched out his hand to hook Su Subai's shoulder, leaned close to his ear, and said with a smile: "Don't think I don't know, you secretly scolded me in your heart." ”

Su Subai angrily pushed Nie Qianyu away: "Get up, do you want to heat Lao Tzu so close to inherit Lao Tzu's pants?" ”

When Nie Qianyu heard this, he quickly withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "How come, I have no interest in your pants at all, the smell is too strong." ”

When Su Subai heard this, he sneered.

"Then you give me a little care, beware of me losing your face."

"Wow, that's disgusting."

The three of them sat down for a moment.

The ass is not hot yet.

Suddenly, a neutral voice rang out in the baseball field.

"Su Subai! Xiao Yiming! Nie Qianyu, you are lazy again?! Hurry up and let Lao Tzu get in and train! ”

When Su Subai and the others heard the sound, they stood up suddenly, and hurriedly raised their feet and walked into the venue.

Not for a while.

The breathless voice sounded again.

"Where's Jiang Fanchuan's little rabbit?!"

"Ran out to buy milk tea again?!"

"Good boy! The wings are hard! ”

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