"Hey, Mary, you think just spreading your arms is going to stop me?" Wang Yang dribbled the basketball, looking at Jessica in front of him, dressed in a Lakers jersey and shorts, and suddenly sped up as he laughed, "Watch how I get past you!" Jessica, with her arms spread wide, quickly moved to block him, effectively cutting off his path as she crisply laughed, "Come on, let me see what you've got!"
The green plastic basketball court had only one hoop, surrounded by lush green grass, with plenty of plants in the backyard, including a small flower bed full of various beautiful flowers, and a large, lush parasol tree that had been transplanted there. This was their new home, not a palatial mansion like the Smiths', but a two-story pastoral-style main house that was neither too small nor too large; the backyard had nothing more than the basketball court and a small swimming pool, but they found it to be quite sufficient.
