An Xiaxia almost choked. What the hell? Why did that fiend suddenly contact her?
She stood there speechless for a few seconds and was going to load him with insults in her message, but paused when she read his words again.
Long time no see —
Did he see her?
An idea occurred to her. She looked up and saw the source.
Not far away on the basketball court, Qi Yanxi was shooting at the basket with natural and unrestrained movements.
Each ball dropped accurately into the basket with a perfect arc!
An Xiaxia watched with unblinking eyes.
Gosh, luck was definitely on his side! That was awesome!
Sheng Yize was chatting with He Jiayu on the side, but seeing An Xiaxia's worshipful look, he was suddenly in a very bad mood.
He went back to the court, stood there as straight as a pine tree, picked up a basketball casually, and threw it out!
Whoosh —
A clean three-pointer!
