Dressed as a dragster of a wealthy and easy-going man

"Love, don't be like this." Xiao Yang used his fingertips to smooth out her frown, looked down at her and smiled: "I also want to enjoy the feeling of sweating on the field."

"Can you cheer me on? I hope I can score a goal in the league."

Xiai lowered his head and said nothing. She was really afraid that he would disappear suddenly.

"Love it. My dream during my four years of undergraduate study was to stand on the court, but I didn't have the courage at that time. I will graduate with my PhD soon, and I want to fulfill my dream of standing on the court before graduation."

"Teacher Xiao, Brother Xiao, Mr. Xiao, wouldn't it be better to cherish your life?"

Xiao Yang patted her head and said with a gentle smile: "Don't worry, a basketball game won't kill me."

For a period of time since then, after she passed through the tunnel, she could see Xiao Yang practicing on the court with the basketball team.

Every time, she would run over and shout into the stadium: Brother Xiao, come on!

"Hey, senior, why don't you cheer up the juniors?"

The juniors would always come to tease him.

"If you guys dare to bully the newcomers, just wait to be beaten." Xiang raised his fists and threatened the boys in the basketball club, asking them to take more care of Xiao Yang.

"Oh, only my senior brother can restrain the fierce senior sister."

In response to their banter, both of them lowered their eyes in embarrassment.

In the blink of an eye, in May, the weather has become much hotter.

Xiao Yang's thesis has been passed and is waiting for the defense in half a month.

During this period, the college basketball league officially started.

Xiao Yang was arranged by his friend to play in the second half of the second game.

At that time, she asked Xiao Yang a very childish question, "Brother Xiao, do you think you look like Rukawa Kaede or Sakuragi Hanamichi?"

He raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose and replied with a smile: "I feel more like Mumu Gongyan."

Xiao Yang didn't score a goal that day, and there wasn't any exciting scene. Because he was too thin, he was knocked down by the tall and strong players and bullied miserably. Fortunately, he persisted for ten minutes and passed three passes. balls, two of which went into the basket.

After seeing Xiao Yang come off the field, Xixi immediately went to see him.

"Love, I'm not holding the team back, am I?" Xiao Yang, with a towel hanging around his neck, fell to the ground after saying this.

Afterwards, he was hospitalized for a week because of a cold and weakened immunity.

Fortunately, he did not miss the defense time.

"what……"

A scream pierced her eardrums, bringing her back from her memories.

Looking towards the court, Nan Jinming scored a goal. A thirty-two-year-old man can play with a young man in his early twenties and score a goal. It is indeed not bad. Of course, we have to rule out that the young men deliberately gave way to the big president.

He is handsome, rich, capable of fighting, and good at sports. Is there really such a person in reality?

"Dad scored a goal, Mom..."

She hurriedly covered Xiaobao's mouth and reminded him with her eyes to change the name.

"Sister-in-law, my dad scored a goal." Xiaobao immediately changed his name and pointed to the court happily.

Ai Ai smiled and nodded. Fortunately, he acted quickly just now, otherwise he didn't know what would happen. She stood up and walked to the railing, looked at the young people on the court, and applauded them.

After a basketball game ended, Nan Jinming received screams from his fans.

Among the applauding fans, one of the girls suddenly dropped the mobile phone in her hand. With quick eyes and quick hands, she climbed over the railing and jumped down. It was too late to catch it with her hands. She stretched out her legs and kicked the phone into the air, intending to Wait until you land to pick it up.

After she landed, when she was about to get up to pick up the phone, a figure flashed across her eyes and jumped up to catch the phone.

"Oh……"

The crowd erupted in applause.

"Senior, Mr. Nan, thank you very much!" The senior who dropped her phone quickly ran down and thanked the two of them.

"Senior sister, you just jumped down, that kick was so cool." Another senior student who came down with Xiaobao praised Nan Jinming after praising her, "Mr. Nan, you jumped up to answer the phone At that moment, he is also super handsome.”

I like to glance at him and hum to myself: I deliberately come out to steal the limelight.

She also wants to gain a wave of fans.

"Xiaobao, let's go home." Xi Ai waved to the school girls and took the lead to the exit of the basketball gym.

After Nan Jinming shook hands with the coach and players, he followed.

They walked on Wutong Avenue towards where Nan Jinming parked his car.

With the lesson learned last time, she and Nan Jinming were far apart. Xiaobao wanted to hold his old father's hand, but Xixi let go of his hand.

Passing by the playground, the old gentleman who asked for directions stood by with melancholy eyes.

"Hello, old gentleman!" Xixi greeted him as he passed by, "Have you found the office building?"

"Thank you, I found it." After the old gentleman nodded to her, when he saw the person coming up from behind, his face immediately changed color and his voice was trembling, "Jinming, is that you?"

Nan Jinming glanced at the other party, his eyes suddenly cold, and without saying a word, he hugged Xiaobao, grabbed his favorite wrist, and walked towards where he parked his car.

I only heard a voice coming from behind, "Jin Ming..."

"That person is..."

"Shut up!" Nan Jinming growled.

He didn't say a word until he returned to Nan's house. I'm a little confused, who is that old man? Why did Nan Jinming's attitude change drastically after seeing him?

It seemed that he didn't like to see him very much.

"Hey, the great doctor is back?" Nan Jinyuan came up and put his arm around her shoulders.

"Nan Jinyuan, when it comes to Yin and Yang..." Xiai turned his wrist and said, "Take a punch from me."

"Girl from the Mi family..." A majestic voice came from the stairs.

Looking up, Nan Qi was standing on the stairs, and Xiang said hello immediately: "Hello, grandpa!"

Xiaobao also said hello, "Hello, grandpa!"

After Xiaobao finished speaking, he ran upstairs and helped the old man down.

During this period, she greeted everyone at home one by one.

"Mi Yatou, why are you calling me Miss Song and Miss Song? You should be calling me sister-in-law." Nan Qi sat on the sofa, leaning on a crutch, and looked at her.

"Oh, okay, change it immediately." Xi Ai turned to look at Jenny Song, "Big..."

"You're not married yet, so there's no need to change your mind in a hurry." The sad-faced boss finally spoke up.

"Ah hey...don't embarrass me when you are fighting, okay?" 』

If these two grandsons don't deal with each other, she is an outsider, so she shouldn't make things difficult for her no matter what. Xiai turned his head, looked at his old father pitifully, and said silently: Dad, save me!

"Dad, since the family is here, let's start dinner!" Mi Fu came up to break the silence.

"Yes, let's serve the meal." Nancy stood up and said, "Old Qian, Aunt Wang, serve the meal!"

Xixi happily walked to the dining table and heard Mi Fu say that Aunt Wang knew she was coming back for dinner and specially made boiled fish and steamed pork for her. She drooled just thinking about it.

Everyone sat down and looked at Nan Qi. After he moved his chopsticks, everyone picked up their chopsticks.

"Little miss, the boiled fish is here." Aunt Wang came to her side with the boiled fish and put it on the table.

Xi Ai took her arm, rubbed it, and said coquettishly: "Aunt Wang, thank you."

Sister Liu brought the steamed pork over and said, "Little miss, steamed pork."

She held Sister Liu's arm again and acted coquettishly.

"Hey, Mi Hexi, can you not be so disgusting when eating?" Nan Jinyuan complained at the side.

Xiai deliberately held her throat and said in a cooing voice: "Brother, come and eat a piece of steamed pork." She put a very fat piece of steamed pork into Nan Jinyuan's bowl.

"Hey, hey, a fierce girl's coquettishness is the worst." Nan Jinyuan shook his body and picked up the chopsticks.

"Brother, there's something even more deadly. Do you want to give it a try?" After Xixi said, he put down his chopsticks and stabbed him hard in the waist.

"Oh woo..."

Only an atavistic sound was heard echoing in the house.