My ceo wife

"Yes! Great, I scored! "

Mu Feiyan stretched out two fingers and made a big * * word to Shen lang. her face was flushed with excitement. It's just a small goal. Let the beautiful smile hidden in the bottom of my heart bloom out. It turns out that people can be so easily satisfied.

Shen Lang saw Mu Fei's face slightly red and sweat slightly coagulated, and his big bright eyes blinked at him.

The corners of his mouth cracked with a smile and said with a smile, "not bad. Come on, one in nine. As long as we get nine more goals, we can get two more points "

Mu Feiyan. Face brush once red, hot feeling. His eyes wandered from the crowd on and off the court, and he gave himself nine goals, only one. It's a shame. In the heart secretly scolds: "Shen Lang you this big villain." The corner of the mouth does not naturally appear smile, but in the heart is the rise of the feeling of beauty.

Yang Li glanced around and saw the men. Looking at mufei smoke's lovely appearance, the eyes reveal that kind of undisguised greed. In the heart secret way: "the man has no good thing."

Then he turned his eyes to the smiling waves and found the developer. Although also looking at Mu Fei smoke, eyes but less that kind of annoying things. Conscientious developers, think of here. Yang Li shook her head with a smile.

Chu Wanjun and Yang Ziqi looked at each other and nodded to each other. From each other's eyes can see a trace of belong to a woman's eyes.

Mufei smoke real at this time of expression is really too lethal.

Mo Haifeng clenched his fists. He really wanted to rush directly. Due to the reality of morality and law, he didn't do it. He glanced at the waves and scolded: "this son of a bitch is so good. It's no good. How can such a beauty give up to others? Even if he can't get it, he has to be disgusted. This son of a bitch, basketball, is something you don't know can play well." Sweep to Mu Fei smoke again, that like the face of haze let his heart again suffused with spray "this woman I want to decide."

"What are you looking at? If you don't hurry to prepare for the next round of attack, you should let them know the strength of our professional basketball players. If you lose to an inferior team, I think you still have the face to continue playing basketball!"

Mo Haifeng looks sharp, here he is the head.

Several people smell speech, body slightly a shock, draw attention from Mu Feiyan's body, the light in the eyes gradually fade down, but people's inner desire can not be suppressed, basketball is their occupation, but also their survival skills, under the pressure of survival, the power of desire is temporarily suppressed.

"OK, ocean, let's attack again and win a ball. How can we lose if we are a professional basketball player"

"yes, how can we lose if we are a professional basketball player?"

Mo Haifeng showed a smile at the corner of his mouth. The implementation of his words made him feel the pleasure of power. This kind of thing is like sucking marrow, which makes it difficult to give up. Although this right is not very big, it is enough to make people deeply involved in it.

At this time, Mu Feiyan, Yang Li, Shen Wanjun and Yang Ziqi trot back to defense.

Shen Lang said with a smile: "I can't imagine that just playing here, Feiyan has made great progress. It's really impressive." Finish saying to scrape the nose tip of Mu Fei smoke with the finger.

Mu Feiyan scolded: "hate, you know to laugh at others."

Shen Lang burst out laughing.

Yang Li looked at the two flirting, dry cough: "they attack."

Shen Wanjun and Yang Ziqi took a look, the feeling of the light bulb is really uncomfortable.

At this time, it seems that the bottom of my heart is expecting Shen Lang to call her a girlfriend in public. Maybe this is what every woman wants but never says.

Shen Lang glanced at the five people who came quickly with the ball. The movements of several people in front of him were too weak in terms of reaction speed and explosive power. Playing with them was like an adult bullying a seven or eight year old child.

Looking at the four women with a smile, he said, "you say, we won the team that calls itself a professional basketball player today. You say, can we also play NBA or something?"

Mu Feiyan sniffed and laughed. Facing the five people coming from the opposite side, she didn't seem to feel the pressure at all.

Shen Wanjun has a faint smile on her face. As a woman, she is very observant. From Mu Feiyan's childlike innocent smile just now, and her calm at this time, this woman is very different. Although she looks weak on the outside, she must be very strong in the heart. For such a woman, she also has great admiration.

Yang Ziqi didn't think so much. When she saw that her idol should have been her idol, she had such a Kawaii side. Her enthusiasm was ignited, and her hormones and adrenaline were secreted too much. She was ready for a big fight.

However, even if she wants to have a big fight, in the face of five professional basketball players, it should not be said that five professional men's basketball players, it seems not easy. I don't know when Yang Ziqi has been integrated into the game. For her who always likes to stand outside the problem, it seems unscientific, but some things can't be solved scientifically.Mo Haifeng dribbles the ball fast in his hand, and the distance of each step is different. Basketball is like a part of his body, turning all over his body, crotch and waist.

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and said in his heart: "this Mo Haifeng seems to be a practitioner, but it's still too tender."

There was a crackle.

Mo Haifeng suddenly found a man's face blocked in front of him, huge impact force pushed forward, but unexpectedly nothing hit, staggered a few steps, a turn over half kneeling.

"Foul." Mo Haifeng's eyes were full of anger, his knees were red, and unexpectedly he didn't scratch his skin.

"Foul, push" Mo Haifeng roared.

The referee continued to ignore the gesture.

Mo Haifeng stood up abruptly, went over and grabbed the referee's clothes: "you're blind, didn't you see him pushing people?" Mo Haifeng pointed to the waves and yelled.

"Shhh" the voice of disdain came from outside the field

"to play the ball, you have to have the character of playing the ball. If you can't afford to play, don't play, and return to the professional players, the faces of the Chinese players are all disgraced"

"unexpectedly, you really have some skills. You just half kneel down." there was a strange smile on your face and sneered: "you can't play any more."

Jealousy to the top! "Yes," he said

Shen Lang patted the ball and passed it to Yang Li.

Yang Li took the ball, habitually made a few fancy moves, ready to rush to the basketball court, she aims to lay up to score, do not want two professional players blocked her goal route.

Obviously, for the strength of the opponent's team, Mo Haifeng also saw that Shen Lang didn't seem to want to lay up, more is to pass the ball, let a few people to shoot.

"Insult, total insult."

"Stinky boy, you look down on people too much." Mo Haifeng burst.

Yang Li passed the ball to Shen Wanjun. She almost shook the ball out of her hand with some strength.

Shen Wanjun looked at basketball in disgust. She didn't like this kind of sport, especially playing it with a group of men who smelled of sweat.

Shua a a wind blowing, Shen Wanjun felt his hands seem to be missing something, eyes move, see the original in their hands of the ball, at this time has disappeared, but appeared in the hands of a member of the other side.

"Shh" to break a woman's ball, he also means.

"If you can't beat a man, you'll break a woman's ball"

the voice is like a knife in his heart, and the so-called word killing is just like that.

The resentment in his heart makes his body burn more intensely, and his self-esteem as a professional player makes him play supernormal at the moment, reaching the bottom of the basket in a flash at the ultimate speed of * * meters per second.

Like a gust of wind, it has never come back to the waves.

"Let's see what real basketball is." Start shooting.

A big hand, but suddenly appeared, a crisp sound, with a smile: "Ziqi catch the ball."

Great strength with the basketball flew directly over the half court, hit the ground, and then to Yang Ziqi.

Looking at the basketball flying over, Yang Ziqi gritted her teeth and took it down. She felt a dull pain in her hand and said hello to the eighteen ancestors of Shen Lang fiercely. At this time, she definitely couldn't throw the ball.

Then he moved his eyes to mufeiyan under the basket, and made the shape of catching the ball with both hands. A pair of big eyes were looking at him, showing the desire. To be exact, they were looking at the basketball in their hands, which obviously meant to let you quickly pass the ball to me, so that I could shoot.

Yangziqi some speechless looking at mufeiyan, basketball thrown in the past.

At that moment, I could see mufei's smile clearly. Is it really the goddess in her mind?

Mufeiyan took the basketball, aiming at it, determined to throw it to the basket. The basketball did not go in after three laps in the basket.

A thin palm gently pushed the basketball into the basket.

Yang Li smiles at Mu Fei Yan.

Mu Feiyan said with a smile: "you jump so high"

Yang Li has a good impression of Mu Feiyan: "you are also very good, and you are making rapid progress."

When Mo Haifeng saw the ball coming in, his face became more ugly. He motioned to a man around him with his eyes. Then he looked at Yang Li, referring to the crisscross movement of his fingers, muscles and bones, and then nodded.

The man hesitated for a while, and finally stepped on the ground and ran towards Yang Li.

Keen vision will see Mo Haifeng's action in the eyes, for Mo Haifeng this villain behavior, Shen Lang has been despised.

This time it was the man who served, and Yang Li was on the way to the goal.

Suddenly, the man's speed suddenly accelerated, and the big foot stepped on Yang Li. Yang Li's face was surprised, and then there was anger.

Mo Haifeng, hiding behind the man, sneers. As long as Yang Li loses strength, they will win.

"Aye," a cry of pain sounded. Before Mo Haifeng could see it clearly, he saw the basketball driven by pingru's arm flying towards him. At the moment of entering the line of sight, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. A crisp voice came out of his body and fractured his rib.