307 Chapter 307: Feeling a Sense of Crisis

With a "bang", the basketball went into the basket and bounced a few times, the sound was a bit dull.

Jiang Lingzhi paused, holding a basketball in her arms, and looked along the end of the parabola just now.

The direction of the gate of the venue.

A black figure walked over against the light.

The young man was tall and straight, wearing a black coat, and a black mask on his handsome face, which blocked half of his face, revealing only a pair of sparse and tender peach blossom eyes, and the broken hair hanging down on his forehead, making him even more rebellious lazy.

When he walked over, there was a basketball at his feet, he bent over to pick it up, and threw it directly with one hand.

With a bang, the ball went in steadily again.

The moment Jiang Lingzhi saw him, she felt very pleasantly surprised, and the corners of her lips instantly turned up: "Why are you here?"

Li Shunan walked over, and there was a basketball rolling down beside the car cage. He bent over to pick it up, threw it in with one hand, straightened up, and held the armrest of the car cage with his long, white fingers.

The veins on the back of his hand were exceptionally clear and skinny. Pushing the cart with one hand, he walked towards her.

"My future girlfriend won't accompany me for dinner, so I have to find it myself."

Because he still had a cold, his nasal voice was a little deep, and the sound quality was a little cold, which was inexplicably pleasant.

Li Shunan half-raised his eyelids, his tired peach blossom eyes just met her.

Jiang Lingzhi: "..."

She said it like a heartbreaker.

Jiang Lingzhi was holding the basketball in her hand, but she didn't have time to speak.

The boy's usual lazy and casual tone sounded again, speaking very slowly, as if he was lingering at her.

"When I first came here, I heard someone confessing to my future girlfriend, and I suddenly felt a sense of crisis."

Jiang Lingzhi: "..."

So, he caught He Dixian's confession just now?

Don't know how much he heard.

Jiang Lingzhi was inexplicably guilty. When he passed by, she threw the ball into the car and hurriedly explained, "I refused him."

When Li Shunan passed in front of her, he paused in his footsteps and looked down, with a somewhat condescending taste.

The broken hair on his forehead half covered his eyebrows and eyes, and he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly. He said in a low voice, "What did you say?"

Jiang Lingzhi was silent for a moment, then said vaguely: "I just told him that I don't have puppy love in high school."

There was a moment of silence.

Li Shunan let out a soft "tsk".

Withdrawing his gaze, let go of the handle, and walked past her unhurriedly.

Li Shunan picked up the ball in front, Jiang Lingzhi simply stopped running around and followed behind him with a cart.

"I also told him that I have someone I like."

In the empty basketball arena, although her voice was not loud, it was loud enough for people to hear.

After saying this, there was no response for a long time.

Jiang Lingzhi stared at his back, curled her lips, thinking that he would ask more questions.

The basketballs were picked up one by one, and the court was quickly cleaned up.

Jiang Lingzhi was about to push the car back to the equipment room.

A white and slender hand stretched out and snatched the cart from her hand.

Li Shunan lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on her slender and fair wrist, and his voice was lazily.

"It's so thin, can you push it?"

Jiang Lingzhi: "..."

Jiang Lingzhi curled her lips, but let go of her hand: "It's not heavy, there's nothing you can't push."

Li Shunan smiled and said in a deep voice, "Your hand is not suitable for this."