"Isn't it, a little too much." Qi Shunhua looked at his depressed back and said in a low voice.

Reality gave him a big slap in the face and told him not to be overflowing with sympathy.

The flaxen-colored boy who walked back to the rest area resumed his posture as soon as he sat down, and all kinds of teasing the beauties around him.

After the flaxen boy left, the basketball game continued.

The chestnut boy faced Qi Shunhua.

Qi Shunhua made a perfect pitching feint, passed the ball in his hand to Guo Junchen with his backhand, dodged away from the left side of the chestnut boy, and steadily caught the ball passed back by Guo Junchen.

Dribble quickly to the rebound, aim at the basket, jump and shoot.

The chestnut boy behind him also jumped up at the same time, stretched out his hand to cover his hat, and deliberately hit Qi Shunhua with his body in the slightest.

Qi Shunhua was already in the air, without any support, and was hit by a chestnut boy, and the whole person fell to the ground.

When Qiqi saw the chestnut boy approaching Qi Shunhua with spiritual power, he sensed that he had a plan, but he didn't think about it in that way, after all, how could a dignified spiritual guard harm an ordinary person for the sake of winning or losing the game.

But she was still wrong.

When Qi Shunhua had a tendency to fall, she ran over and wanted to hold on, but the long distance was there, and by the time Qiqi rushed over, Qi Shunhua had already fallen face down on the ground.

Everyone was shocked, relying on his nearest Qiqi, he rushed over with his willow eyebrows, and the anger in his eyes was difficult to subside.

Qi Shunhua really fell not lightly, and when he was carefully helped up by Qiqi, his feet and arms couldn't be forced, so he relied on Qiqi to hug his waist and take him up.

A layer of skin was rubbed off on his arms and elbows, thin streaks of blood appeared, and his forehead and cheeks were blue and purple, but fortunately he reacted quickly, arched his head, and buffered some gravity with his arm, and did not get a head to break the blood flow.

The people on the pitch quickly turned into two pairs.

"You actually hit him!" Zhang Ziyi grabbed the maroon boy's collar and said angrily.

Guo Junchen also had a serious face, standing next to him, staring at the chestnut boy with a pair of eyes.

Wu Weiqi didn't see what happened, and when he heard the reprimand, he hurriedly rushed into the encirclement.

Seeing his good brother being dragged like a marionette, a cold light flashed in his eyes and he said loudly: "You let go of my brother." ”

Then he easily tore off Zhang Ziyi's hands with one hand.

As soon as the two sides looked at the formation, they almost made a move, but Bai Bishuo stopped everyone in the middle, muttering in his mouth, "Dissipate your anger, there is a reason for it." ”

The left side persuades the right side.

The initiator was a chestnut young man, his face was indifferent, and he didn't say a word.

Wu Wei thought that his friend was frightened, so he pulled him behind him and defended him.

may be because her forehead hit the ground, Qi Shunhua's whole person was dizzy, and after being helped up by Qiqi, the whole person was half-hung on her.

The petite Qiqi could look free and support Qi Shunhua's entire weight.

Huang Jingyin, who was about to help, retracted his hand because of a teammate who rushed over to help.

The worry in the beautiful eyes of the lychee eyes rolled in.

Qiqi took the tissue handed over by Huang Jingyin, and gently wiped the wounds on his body, unable to hide the distress and tenderness in his eyes.

I really want to hit someone!

She tried her best to control her strength even when she was playing with him, for fear of hurting him.

But she was deliberately bumped into like this by a stranger, or if there were too many people around, she would have rushed up immediately and returned it to him tenfold and hundredfold.

The chestnut boy, ears, eyes, and nose all the senses were focused on Qi Shunhua.