High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 973 The boy bit himself again
But it doesn't matter.

He can come and see her more often.

Qiao Yicheng propped his face sideways, looking at the cold and unparalleled girl sitting beside him.
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The training is still going on, and the dribble is another perfect slam dunk.

But Lin Zhaoxia felt something was wrong when she landed.

The lower abdomen fell badly.

The whole body feels icy cold.

Lin Zhaoxia couldn't be more familiar with this feeling.

Slightly startled, he remembered that January had already passed, and now it was February, a month close to the Spring Festival.

While she was still in a daze.

Come face to face with a ball.

Accompanied by Mo Cong's shout, "Lin Zhaoxia! Get out of the way!"

Lin Zhaoxia's eyelids twitched violently.

When I looked up, I saw the ball coming towards her from one place at a very fast speed with a strong wind!

If smashed.

What's more, now that Lin Zhaoxia feels her whole body is chilling.

Definitely not a small injury.

She had seen the watching seats over the lounge.

They all stood up.

Yang Moyan's expression changed even more, he threw the book aside and ran towards this side.

Ye Jin and Qiao Yicheng followed with their expressions slightly changed.

Lin Zhaoxia closed her eyes.

Although the lower abdomen is uncomfortable.

But there is still some power to fight back.

The ball is coming.

The kind that goes straight to the door.

But halfway has been stopped.

Because Lin Zhaoxia bit the tip of her tongue, the pain made her feel that most of her strength had recovered.

She raised her hand, turned her wrist, and her hand was stopped, and it fell safely into her palm.

After tossing it up and down twice, the ball began to spin infinitely at her fingertips.

Everyone exhaled.

Mo Cong was also quite frightened.

Yang Moyan and Qiao Yicheng Yejin have already come over.

Even Qingyan and the others surrounded her.

Yang Moyan even directly pushed away the spinning racket on the young man's fingertips, and clasped the young man's wrist to make her spin around in front of him. This action made Lin Zhaoxia very helpless. "I'm fine Yang Moyan, the ball was intercepted by me and didn't touch me."

But open your mouth.

Yang Moyan discovered it carefully.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand and pinched Lin Zhaoxia's chin, and the brows furrowed slightly, "Open your mouth."

Lin Zhaoxia paused with her fingertips, and opened her mouth obediently.

I saw the boy's mouth.

There are bloodstains left.

The tip of the tongue is no longer bleeding.

But compared to the redness of other parts, it is still very obvious.

At this moment, Yang Moyan's face darkened, "Are you hurting yourself again?"

Lin Zhaoxia shook her head, avoiding the restraint of his hand, "No, I didn't pay attention to it when I was in a hurry."

But Yang Moyan clearly didn't believe it.

Because the boy's eyelashes blinked fiercely.

That was a little trick she had when she was lying.

Why lie?

Yang Moyan looked at the young man with a sullen face and fell silent.

But Ye Jin and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Cong was really frightened. At this time, he picked up the ball and patted his chest, "Xiao Xiazi, why are you so dazed? It was too dangerous just now!"

Lin Zhaoxia narrowed her eyes and smiled, with her usual evil spirit, "I'm just testing the temporary reaction, it seems that I've passed the test, and there is no problem at all."

As soon as the words came out.

Mo Cong couldn't talk about anything else.

Ye Jin and the others couldn't talk about anything else.

After all, people have said it themselves.

It's training, testing.

What else can they say?
Mo Cong breathed a sigh of relief, feeling still lingering in his heart, "Okay, you just need to be careful, the other team members are disbanded now, let's rest for a while before continuing."

(End of this chapter)