"Jieli baby, you are so powerful, looking at Shen Xiangxiang's aggrieved appearance, I want to laugh! I've always seen her unpleasant, and I know every day that I rely on my family's power to bully others, and I take advantage of the absence of the young master of the North Darkness all day long, saying that the Young Master of the North Shadow is hers, I have seen such a shameless one, but I have never seen such a shameless one? Han Xiaokui hugged Wen Jieli, and her voice couldn't hide her joy at the moment.

"Indeed, she brought shame upon herself." Wen Jieli whispered in Han Xiaokui's ear mercilessly.

"Young Master Beiming, come on!" With the shouts around her, Wen Jieli looked towards the basketball court and saw Bei Mingyao at a glance. Bei Mingyao, he is always a luminous body, no matter where he stands, he is so dazzling, people can't ignore his existence at all.

The athletes in the S class of the first year of high school are full of confidence, after all, the young master of Beiming has never lost, so they already know the victory and defeat before they start fighting.

But some people are happy and some are worried, and the athletes in Class A of the first year of high school are worried. They had long heard that Young Master Beiming was super powerful in sports, and they just hoped that they wouldn't lose too badly.

Bei Mingyao's shirt was unbuttoned at random, and he stood in the line of his class.

The delicate collarbone comes into view, and it is so sultry that you don't want it.

Ahhh Young Master Beiming is so handsome! The girls around were very excited, and the basketball court suddenly turned into a bloody field again.

Wen Jieli couldn't help but take a few more looks, as if she was addicted, what should I do? Why did a black-bellied God give him such a good figure? Does he know that his body is very lethal?

"Isn't the young master of the North Ming very handsome?" Han Xiaokui asked suddenly, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes.

"Of course!" Wen Jieli replied subconsciously. Soon, he realized what he said, and quickly covered his mouth, eager to slap it a few times and tell you to talk nonsense.

She had to admit that she was amazed by Bei Mingyao's figure, so she was confused. Otherwise, how could she praise this black-bellied?

Han Xiaokui covered her mouth and snickered, and her eyes became warm when she looked at her.

Wen Jieli was stared at by her like this, and the roots of her ears turned red very uncontrollably.

"Xiaokui, don't get me wrong, although he is handsome, it is impossible for me to fall in love with him!" Wen Jieli hurriedly explained that she would never fall in love with such a black-bellied person.

"Baby Jieli, I think you're duplicitous! You know, most of what women say is the opposite of what they think. Han Xiaokui said confidently, secretly deciding in her heart to make do with the two of them.

Wen Jieli: ......

Is this true? Why didn't she feel it?

(Author Yaoyao: Wenwen was sold by Xiaokui?) ）

The basketball game was soon underway. Wen Jieli stared closely at the team in her class.

He nimbly avoided those who wanted to rob the ball, dribbled very quickly, and with a handsome one-handed shot, the ball was thrown directly into the basket. Suddenly, the applause and screams around him resounded in the sky, as if they were about to overturn the top of the basketball hall.

Bei Mingyao didn't care about the shouting of the onlookers, he had already turned a blind eye to the overreactions of these people, and early listed people other than Wen Jieli as the children of the stubborn who had never seen the world. He never had any affection for them.

He glanced at the viewing platform, and when he saw Wen Jieli's figure, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Ahhh Is this smiling at me? When the onlookers saw the smile of the young master of the North Darkness, they all drowned in it, and they all showed the most beautiful smile to the young master of the North Darkness.

Wen Jieli was stunned when she saw Bei Mingyao's smile.

Bei Mingyao didn't care about the small actions of a bunch of uninformed, he didn't know why he subconsciously cared about Wen Jieli, maybe he was too eager to explore her identity!

The game continues. Bei Mingyao returned to the game, he was invincible, one after another was quickly thrown into the basket, and most of them were three-pointers, and soon opened a large distance from the score of the first year of high school A.

Athletes in Class A of the first year of high school: Do you want to be so ruthless, even if you score goals, you still score three-pointers almost every time, is this the rhythm of losing their class? However, where do they dare to say anything, Young Master Beiming is here, when will it be their turn to have an opinion?

Wen Jieli: I can't imagine that such a black sports is so good!

At halftime, Wen Jieli took a bottle of water and walked towards Bei Mingyao. She silently thought in her heart: she was just sacrificing her life for the honor of the class.

Wen Jieli walked in front of Bei Mingyao, and happened to meet Shen Xiangxiang, who was standing there with a towel and a bottle of water, and was ignored by Bei Mingyao.