Chapter 1192

Cang Zeyue had already rushed over as fast as possible, but was still one second late.

"You should have called the situation just now!"

Qianmiao: "Say it again." →_→

He knew he was in a disadvantage and said, "Okay, then you should continue to fight, but the strength must be controlled properly."

Qianmiao twisted his wrist and said, "Well, I probably know."

Cang Zeyue looked at her with concern, but decided to block it by himself if he could.

Unexpectedly, Qianmiao successfully caught the next few balls without any delay.

Cang Ze was so stunned: "Did you pretend just now?"

Qianmiao frowned: "Ball."

Before he finished speaking, Cang Zeyue missed a goal with a bang.

Lu Wanyu and his senior clapped their high-fivings and were still ahead of them.

A few minutes later, Qianmiao's group quickly caught up with thunder and finally narrowly won.

Many people were surprised from not receiving any balls at the beginning, and now they turned defeat into victory.

Under the tree with a gentle breeze, a man as elegant as the breeze leaned quietly on the trunk, surprised, but there was indulgence and doting between his eyebrows and eyes, which brought a faint smile.

Yu Manman, who was beside him, was full of heart on his face, and he felt that the man who was still cold and frosty last second was suddenly like a cool spring under the moon, and suddenly became warm and refreshing. His faint smile was enough to make her pleasing to the eyes.

She slowly looked at Tang Qianmiao in the field, and a quiet dark color slowly appeared in her eyes.

On the field, Lu Wanyu's group was a little confused.

Especially seniors.

He thought he had a sure win.

Cang Zeyue was very satisfied and spoke: "Do as agreed."

The senior did it even with many gazes.

Cang Zeyue was half a head taller than him, and it was very difficult to carry.

It is said that running three laps is difficult to run.

As soon as he took a few steps, he gave in: "Sorry, let's change one, I really can't do this."

"I can't do it." Cang Zeyue smiled and looked at Lu Wanyu: "I can't do this."

There is a humiliation in the words.

Lu Wanyu frowned: "Senior, don't pay attention to him."

"Since you lose, you have to admit defeat." The senior looked quite stubborn.

Cang Zeyue had an evil smile on the corner of his mouth and said nothing.

The senior said, "Then I'll run six laps."

As he said that, he took the initiative to start running around the stadium.

Lu Wanyu was worried that he would be embarrassed, so he ran with him.

The smile on Cang Zeyue's lips disappeared.

A low curse overflowed from the thin lips.

Qianmiao looked towards the sunlight, narrowed his eyes slightly, and patted Cang Zeyue on the shoulder: "Give up."

Cang Zeyue: "A woman with no vision."

Qianmiao was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he swung the lash in his hand. Suddenly, he felt that the newly learned things were quite fresh. He swept the racket and passed by a row of people outside the field, and finally settled on Feng Xian: "Play with me for a while."

Feng Xian had been playing for half an hour and was already wet and sweaty. After hearing this, he picked up the racket and walked towards the stadium next to him where the shadow of the tree was blocked by the sun.

"Come here."

He asked Qianmiao to stand in the half that was not sunny, holding a ball in his hand and slapped.

Qianmiao has already made the standard posture, which is completely different from the laziness of the game just now.

Just as the two were about to start a fight, Yu Manman suddenly broke in, stood next to Feng Xian, with a cute look on his face: "Two points."

Qianmiao straightened up and looked at Lin Wenyu who took the initiative to walk in next to her.

His eyes were distant, and he walked through Lin Wenyu's head and looked at the people who were walking here.

"Switch to Wei Wu." She said.

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(Good night.)
Chapter completed!