His little cutie turned sweet

Chapter 31 Boss, what you said is true

Nancy nodded, half understanding, but she understood the main point of what her brother said.

That is, my brother wants to compete with them and play ball, not to beat people.

That's good.

As long as it doesn't hit someone.

The little heart in Nancy's heart slowly let go, and she let go of his T-shirt.

The little girl blinked her eyes, she couldn't be better.

Gu Xuanyang didn't expect the little girl to know so much at such a young age, and she also knew that the lesson was to beat someone.

There was an unconcealable smile on the corners of her lips, and her eyes were full of doting when she looked down at her.

She couldn't help but rubbed her fluffy hair again, and then looked at Mao Youen and Jiang Lechen.

It's just that the eyes are a little cold.

Quite freezing.

"Bibi?"

Gu Xuanyang stared straight at the two of them, his young face was firm and cold, and his voice was even colder.

Compared with the gentle and doting look that he talked to the little girl just now, it seems to be a different person.

Mao Youen and Jiang Lechen were a little cold.

I don't know if the air conditioner here is too low, or what, it just feels cold.

Having known Gu Xuanyang for several years, Mao Youen and Jiang Lechen are quite familiar with his temperament.

Boss is in danger now.

But they don't understand.

They didn't do anything.

Didn't provoke him either.

Why is he so cold all of a sudden?

Mao Youen swallowed, trying to muster up the courage, and looked at him, but his voice was trembling.

"Compared to what?"

Gu Xuanyang glanced at the ball in Jiang Lechen's arms, the meaning is self-evident, like playing a ball.

Who makes the most shots in the basket.

Whoever wins.

Both Jiang Lechen and Mao Youen had the urge to die.

Who doesn't know that the boss's skills are outstanding.

In the school, they are all powerful existences.

Even the seniors may not be able to do him.

Asking them to compete with him in shooting, isn't this a dead end.

The faces of Mao Youen and Jiang Lechen drooped instantly.

Mao Youen, "Boss, can you not compare?"

Jiang Lechen, "Boss, my stomach hurts, I may not be able to play today."

Gu Xuanyang, "..."

Two cowards.

He pulled Nancy and walked in front of them, with a clear and proud voice, "You are on a team, and I am on my own team. It's a competition of shooting. Whichever team shoots the most is the winner."

They are two in a team, and the balls thrown by the two are added up to calculate the total.

He is on his own team, and all the balls thrown by himself are the total.

Two people are better than one. Obviously, he is the most unfair in this game.

Nancy obediently was held by Gu Xuanyang's little hand, and stood beside him, listening to their conversation.

Although she didn't understand what it meant.

But my brother's hand is really hot and warm.

Very comfortable to hold.

I don't want to let go of him.

Jiang Lechen and Mao Youen were in despair.

Hearing Gu Xuanyang's words, his eyes lit up instantly.

The little face is full of disbelief.

Jiang Lechen, "Boss, is what you said true?"

Mao Youen, "Do you really want the two of us to be on the same team, and you to be on the same team?"

Gu Xuanyang nodded his jaw, and stared at them with light brown eyes, which were full of provocation, "Yes, do you dare to compare?"

That's it.

If you dare not compare.

Then the two of them are really cowards.

In that case, in his opinion, don't call him Maozi or Chenzi anymore, just call him Mao's son, and Chen's son.

Jiang Lechen and Mao Youen looked at each other, they both saw hesitation in each other's eyes, isn't it too unfair to the boss.

But in the end, I still couldn't bear my heart.

The two of them grew up, whether it was studies, competitions, or sports, they couldn't beat the boss every time.

The boss asked them to work together this time. Him.

Then maybe, this time, he can really beat him?

(End of this chapter)