Chapter 308: 308: Holding hands with boyfriend

Jiang Lingzhi was stunned for a moment. He thought his speech was a bit funny. He followed his words and asked, "I'm not suitable for this. What is suitable for that?"
Li Shunan pushed the car with one hand, glanced at her with a squinted eye, slightly bent down, and took her little hand in his hand: "Fit, hold hands with your boyfriend."
Jiang Ling knew: "..."
The tails of his eyes raised slightly, and his fingers squeezed into her fingers forcefully, clasping her fingers.
The action is domineering and powerful.
His voice was lazy and languid, and he said: "This kind of work...boyfriend can do it. You only need to hold your boyfriend's hand well."
The ten fingers of the two are tightly clasped together, which is somewhat indescribable.
Jiang Ling blushed even when he knew he was holding a hand.
The temperature of the palm of his hand is constantly passing over, and the presence is too strong to be ignored.
Just holding her like this, like holding a child.
Jiang Ling knew he wanted to be calm, but he couldn't ignore the burning heat.
He glanced under the basketball hoop.
There is a fish that slipped through the net under the basketball hoop.
Jiang Lingzhi's footsteps stopped, and even the steps of Li Shunan stopped.
"how?"
Jiang Ling pointed to the bottom of the basketball hoop: "There is still a ball there. I'll pick it up."
Li Shunan raised his eyes, his eyebrows were still lazy and tired, and he obviously saw it too. He squeezed her finger lightly and then let go: "Go."
Jiang Ling knew that the fingers he was holding had become extremely hot. He clenched his fist in his palm, trot under the basketball hoop, and found the last basketball.
Her sports have never been very good.
Several times [biqugex.biz] were on the verge of disqualification.
When Jiang Lingzhi was holding a basketball and was about to pick it up, he passed under the basketball hoop.
She thought of the way the boys pitched just now.
He was clean and neat, and dropped into the basket accurately.
Jiang Ling wanted to give it a try because he knew it was inexplicable.
She stopped for a while and looked at Li Shunan not far away: "I want to throw a ball."
Li Shunan raised his eyes, lazily leaning on the edge of the fence next to him, looking at her leisurely.
"Try it."
"I'll give it a try." Jiang Ling knew that he was holding the basketball, but he didn't dare to stand too far. He stood for two points and tried to shoot a basket.
Raise the ball and throw it hard. The basketball is still thousands of miles away from the frame.
Did not even reach the ball frame.
"..."
Insult yourself.
Forget it.
No investment at all.
Jiang Lingzhi gave up.
The basketball was thrown out by her in a parabola, and it gradually rolled away.
Jiang Lingzhi ran all the way, picked up the basketball, and prepared to put it back in the basket.
Li Shunan couldn't help but chuckled, stood up straight, walked over unhurriedly, hooked her finger at her, and said lazily: "Come here."
Jiang Lingzhi was stunned for a moment and found that he was standing where he had just stood.
Thought he wanted to show her the shot.
Jiang Lingzhi held the ball, walked up to him, and handed it to him: "Do you want to cast it, that's it for you."
Li Shunan looked down at her, raised his hand, clasped her wrist, pulled the person into his arms, and hugged her from behind.
In this posture, she seemed to have her whole person in her arms.
Jiang Lingzhi was stunned for a moment, still holding a ball in his hand, his back pressed tightly against his chest, his whole body was enveloped by his breath.
"Raise the ball."
The boy's lazy, low and hoarse voice sounded unhurriedly behind her ears.