Chapter Ninety-Eight: What Hope?

Without waiting for Lu Qianning to say anything, Hua Feng couldn't wait to pull Hua Nanting to talk about the rules and the like.

She tilted her head to look at Zhou Beijing, who was eating in an orderly manner, and didn't seem to take this practical competition to heart.

The matter was a foregone conclusion, and she couldn't shirk it, so she could only listen carefully to Hua Feng's rules, and she didn't eat much.

In this way, Hua Feng couldn't even go to class, so after eating and talking about the rules for a while, he directly began to prepare for the game.

Hua Nanting was obedient to Hua Feng, and reorganized the grass in the backyard and made a basketball court, although it was smaller, it looked good.

Lu Qianning encountered another problem, the short skirt and high heels she was wearing, although they were only a few centimeters, they definitely couldn't play basketball.

Glancing at the father and son who went to the court, she had already begun to compare, and her thin lips pursed slightly.

"Go get your clothes in the car, change and get down." There was a cold extra car key in front of him.

Zhou Beijing's big hand with distinct bones was spread out, and the car key was lying quietly in the palm of his hand, which was the car she used to drive.

She frowned, picked up her car keys in disbelief, and turned to step on the gravel road decorated in the lawn.

Standing in the trunk of the car, she hesitated for a few seconds before taking a deep breath before opening a brand new set of women's sportswear in the bag.

It is a popular brand at the moment, and the tag has not been taken off.

The size was just right, she hooked her fingers on the rope of the shopping bag and turned around and went to the car, although there was not much space, there was no problem with changing clothes.

But after a meal, she couldn't help but remember the two times she was in the car with Zhou Beijing.

This is the car, the position she is sitting in now.

In the dim carriage, her ears turned red, and she quickly changed her clothes and went down, but she saw Zhou Beijing standing outside the car.

With a cigarette between his fingers, he turned his head when he heard the door open.

The sapphire blue tracksuit was conservative, with the same logo on the chest as his one, but she looked surprisingly good in it.

The skin is getting fairer, and the good figure is not being hidden, but more obvious.

His eyes fell on the base of her reddish ears, his eyebrows raised slightly, as if he had thought of something, and the corners of his lips curled.

"Let's go."

He dusted off his cigarette ash and walked slowly back, snuffing out the cigarette butt as he passed the trash can.

Following him, I could vaguely smell the faint smell of smoke and rosin on his body, and there was also his breath in the car.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Qianning eased his emotions and began to think about the competition for a while.

Because they were so engrossed, they didn't even see a car parked around the corner, from Lu Qianning when he appeared next to Zhou Beijing's car.

A hand reached out from the half-dropped window of the car, adjusted the angle of the mobile phone, and took pictures and videos.

After watching Zhou Beijing and Lu Qianning enter Hua's house, the people in the car also got down and ran outside the fence to take pictures secretly.

The game didn't start immediately, because Lu Qianning couldn't even dribble, so Zhou Beijing let the Hua family father and son rest for ten minutes and teach Lu Qianning alone.

The father and son sitting under the sun umbrella looked at the talented and beautiful two people not far away.

Hua Feng bumped Hua Nanting's shoulder and said, "Dad, are you still chasing Aunt Lu?"

"What are you chasing?" Hua Nanting said angrily, "Can't you see what's going on? What hope do you have for your dad and me in front of others?"

He was after Zhou Beijing suddenly took the initiative to ask Hua Feng to practice sports, and at a certain time, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Hua Feng leaned over to him and whispered, "No, Dad, you have hope, I read on the news that Uncle Zhou is married, and he cheated on a guy with something, your character is better than him-ouch!"

Before he finished speaking, Hua Nanting slapped him on the head, "Don't talk nonsense, the media reports are credible or not, the key is that he will give you a make-up lesson now, in case he runs away from anger, what about your studies?" I'll talk about it after the exam!"

Hua Feng quickly closed his mouth, glanced at the basketball court again, and couldn't help but sigh, "The two of them

It's a really good match!"

It's a good match, and Lu Qianning, who combed his long hair into a ball, changed into sportswear again, looking like a high school student.

The facial features without powder are delicate and pure, so in this comparison, Zhou Beijing next to her looks much older than her.

But Zhou Beijing's charm is still the same, except that she seems to be more mature than her, and her appearance matches everything.

Ten minutes later, the game officially began, Lu Qianning was a soy sauce player, she couldn't grab the ball, and occasionally the ball would be snatched away by Hua Feng if the serve fell into her hands.

Fortunately, Zhou Beijing is very strong, and he has always pressed the father and son of the Hua family.

After a while, Hua Nanting couldn't hold it anymore, so he asked his subordinates to make a pot of tea and rest for half an hour.

Lu Qianning went to sit on a bench on the lawn and chatted because of work matters.

As an intern, she usually takes Saturdays off at the end of the week, and regular employees like Jin Nana and Wu Bingbing have to work in the store.

But next week, Kim Nana has something to do with her, and she wants to take two days off.

She refused after thinking about it again, after all, she was coming to teach Hua Feng a lesson.

Kim Nana didn't say anything, but she was definitely upset.

She turned off her phone, and when she raised her eyes, she found Zhou Beijing standing under the gazebo, the shelf above his head crawling with green plants, and his long body leaning against the pillar.

After a moment's silence, she walked over slowly and said, "This dress...... Did you prepare for it?"

In that case, he had planned to take her to play basketball with him before he came.

"Questions?" Zhou Beijing turned around and threw her three concise words.

She subconsciously shook her head, but the head of the ball was scattered, and a few strands of long hair fell on her shoulders.

Although she took a nap, her cheeks were still red and there was fine sweat on the tip of her nose.

Habitually breathing with his small mouth slightly open, his sexy lips are shiny.

"Thank you." She said dryly.

Zhou Beijing's throat tightened, and he strode forward and inserted his fingers into the ends of her hair, covering her lips fiercely.

She was so seductive, he could never resist her unintentional flirtatiousness.

What's more, I haven't touched her for too long, and my body misses her like crazy.

She staggered back two steps, her body resting against the pillar by inertia, his hand separating it from her back.

His aura permeated the envelope, and she could sense his urgency and desire for more.

The hand that instinctively placed it on his waist gently pushed it down, as a reminder not to lose his temper.

He lowered his head and met hers, his ink eyes lustful.

"Mr. Hua has made tea, you better go and drink some tea." She whispered.

After a long time, Zhou Beijing turned around and sat down from the side, and said angrily, "I can't drink it."

She lowered her head, just in time to see him tidying up his tracksuit, and pulled his shirt down.

Seeing her gaze fall, he propped his elbows on his legs and leaned forward to completely cover his lower body.

She looked away uncomfortably, stood there and didn't leave, Zhou Beijing's "embarrassment" was visible to the naked eye.

But she is no exception, although she can't see it, but this face is red, and it is definitely not much better.

Hua Nanting was very knowledgeable, and he didn't come out to call them after drinking tea for half an hour, until he started playing again half an hour later.

The two of them, father and son, just came out, and at that time, Zhou Beijing and Lu Qianning both returned to their normal complexions and returned to the game.

Play until the evening, and the game is over.

Lu Qianning and Zhou Beijing came out of Hua's house together, and he directly handed over the car keys to her, "Go back together."

She pondered for a moment before taking the car keys, turned around and got into the car, only to find that Zhou Beijing did not come up.

She lowered the window, and he pointed in the direction, "Go around that corner and wait for me."

"Okay." Although I don't know why, Lu Qianning did it.

Zhou Beijing put his hands in his pockets and turned around to the corner in the opposite direction, stood outside the driver's seat window, stretched out his hand and knocked on the window.

Zhang Wenbo in the car: "......"

The car window fell, and Zhang Wenbo rushed to Zhou Beijing

smiled, "Mr. Zhou."

"Show it to me." Zhou Beijing spread out his hands.

The latter was stunned for a few seconds, and then opened the phone in annoyance and put it in Zhou Beijing's hand respectfully.

There are nearly 100 photos, all of which are accidental contact between him and Lu Qianning playing together.

Including the kiss under the gazebo that he couldn't control.

"Good shot, send me a copy." He returned the phone to Zhang Wenbo.

Zhang Wenbo was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Okay!"

"And then what to do, do you have a good idea?" Zhou Beijing's difficulties followed.

Zhang Wenbo's face was a little reluctant, "Mr. Zhou, it's my ability to photograph these, and I can't provide nothing on the old lady's side."

Skill? Zhou Beijing raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at him for a long time, "If you don't provide anything, at best, you will be disadvantaged, but if you can't even catch my shadow, then you are a waste."

He wanted to get rid of or open Zhang Wenbo, so that Zhang Wenbo couldn't even see him in front of him. z.br>

"Okay Mr. Zhou, I'll send the photos to your mailbox later, and delete the rest." Zhang Wenbo immediately said with interest.

"Don't follow me tonight." Dropping a word of warning, Zhou Beijing turned around and left.

Zhang Wenbo sat on the chair like a deflated balloon, looking at his back as he left lazily, and said in his heart that he couldn't understand Zhou Beijing.

There is a mysterious wife at home, there is a swaggering little Sanhua Yunran outside, and there is a hidden Lu Qianning here......

Lu Qianning waited for Zhou Beijing for five minutes, and he came back, and countless thoughts crossed her mind in these five minutes.

Is he going to her house?

To say that there is no expectation in her heart is fake, but what makes her frightened in her heart is that he is rushing to trade.

She pursed her lips, her brows were always slightly folded, and finally she asked when she went to the intersection of Xiushui Scenic View and Xiyuan Xiaozhu to wait for the traffic light.

"Mr. Zhou, are you going to my house?"

"Aren't you welcome?" The emotions in Zhou Beijing's eyes had already told her everything, and he was going.

She smiled, her eyes reflecting the green light, "Of course not."

Decisively hit the steering wheel in the direction of the beautiful scenery, stepped on the accelerator and went home.

The car had just stopped at the door of Xiushui Scenic View, and before the seat belt could be unfastened, he had already leaned over and pressed her thin body against the seat.

The seat belt that was in the way was opened and returned to its place by his large, bony hand, making a muffled "thump" sound.

He grabbed her wrist and placed it on his waist, and his turbulence and impatience had reached the point where she could barely bear it.

But always can't be in the car? Her singing voice spilled from the corners of their lips, "Come in."