When Cheng Haofan came to his senses, he found that there was a girl staring at him deeply. He couldn't help taking out his cigarette and threw a flirtatious glance in a good mood. The corners of his mouth were slightly curved and formed a perfect arc.
"Pa!" The basketball fell on the ground next to Cheng Haofan. At the same time when the basketball bounced up, Cheng Haofan grabbed it with one hand and the other hand.
If Cheng Haofan hadn't leaned his body slightly, the basketball would have hit him hard. At this time, Cheng Haofan found that the boy he was looking at was walking toward him angrily.
Cheng Haofan stood up, took the basketball with his left and right hands, and stepped back. He was joking. The boy's face clearly said, "I want to f**k you! Maybe the girl who I flirted with
