Chapter 11: "You won't fall if I hold you."

The story of the school's F4+1 bickering quickly went viral and became a direct e-squeeze for the students at the end of class time.

During gym class time, all the playing fields are filled with students who have changed into their gym uniforms.

At this time on the basketball court, the two people in single combat became the focus of many students.

Already played two rounds, the sweat on the two soaked through the sportswear, hair slightly wet, jawline dripping with sweat, the moment of confrontation, one person holding the ball, one person open arms to make a blocking posture, eyes facing each other who do not want to back down.

"Song Qie has never quarreled with me, and now you're quarreling with me because of you, Lu Beihuai, picking on our relationship, don't you think you're disgusting?"

Lu Beihuai held the ball, he met the disgusted look in the bottom of Zhou Ming's eyes, felt the pair of eyes that had been staring at him off the court, his eyebrows faded from the usual disheveled intent, and laughed softly:

"So sorry."

This light sentence instantly angered Zhou Ming.

The last bullfight triggered a battle directly under those words.

"I heard that F3 and Lu Beihuai seem to have quarreled over Song Qie."

"What's going on what's going on?"

"You still don't know, it's all over the group, saying that Song Qie wants the three of them to apologize to Lu Beihuai, saying that they won't be allowed to bully Lu Beihuai anymore, as if Song Qie is in love with Lu Beihuai."

"Huh? No way, how come I remember Zhou Ming likes Song Qie?"

"F3 all like Song Qie's okay, not to mention the four of them are bamboo horses, so Lu Beihuai is a heavenly drop if you count it."

"What about Lu Beihuai? Although I know his background is not good, but his face I still have a noble gentleman filter, Song Qie likes him so what does he think?"

"What would you think if I gave it to you? Song Qie has always bullied him, and Lu Beihuai must feel like hell for liking him."

"So what's the point of this PK?"

"Hmmm ...... male contest?"

"And you said Lu Beihuai doesn't like Song Qie."

"Lu Beihuai dad is the driver of Song Qie family, that must not be better to the employer's son to strive to give his dad a raise in wages, just for show."

As expected, after Zhou Ming fought Lu Beihuai, it was time for Shen Tingsi to go up and fight Lu Beihuai.

Apparently these three are going to kill Lu Beihuai alone.

Song Qie sitting in the corner drinking water wearing a sun hat : "......"

He was thinking of going up to play, but he just couldn't do such a sport in this body and was asked to sit on the sidelines and watch the game.

What's more, he was still shutting himself off from the content of the social death he had just experienced, and didn't want to initiate a conversation with F3 for the time being.

So I heard a lot of gossip information good explosion, F3 are like "Song Qie" really fake?

Although he'd been exposed to a lot of gay men before while studying abroad, he was straight, hard-core straight.

...... This is simply, a much harder episode.

He looks up slightly, down the brim of his hat, at Lu Beihuai, who is playing.

With F3pk a few rounds of the state has been sweating, but that kind of athletic state of hormones is also in the stadium completely released, completely see is that will be because of stoicism willing to be a dog Lu Beihuai.

Especially jumping up to dunk the moment of the explosive force of the spring force, the corner of the shirt slightly lifted to reveal the tight waist and abdomen, arm outlined muscle lines, simply fast to burst clothes, people can not believe that this is only a high school student, such a physique if you say that he practiced have someone to believe.

Even more so, endurance.

Surprisingly, you can go one-on-one with each of the F3 guys for three rounds each and play nine rounds of singles.

That's too long-lasting.

If he fucks with Lu Beihuai, it's like he's gonna die--

Just then, his gaze happened to meet with the stopped Lu Beihuai, and his heart gave a jolt, those dark eyes were deep and were gazing straight at him, like prey suddenly spotted by a wild beast, and a coldness ran down his back.

"......"

Song Qie silently lowers her head and bites her straw to drink water, pretending not to meet her eyes, so scary, really scary, nowadays the male height is really outrageous.

Ridiculous height, ridiculous physique.

"Song Song, want to play ball."

Just as Song Qie tries to escape, he hears Xie Jingchu's voice, and before he can raise his head he feels a shadow looming over him, blinks, and slowly looks up.

Xie Jingchu, with sweat on his forehead, walked over to Song Qie with the ball in his arms, upset that he had just suffered a defeat at the hands of Lu Beihuai.

See Song Qie biting the straw to look at their own dumbfounded, some surprised look, wearing a hat cheeks are still sunburned some red, would have been born and beautiful and white, and now so well behaved, the heart of the indescribable itch.

I've never seen such a Song Qie.

He bent down, smiled and reached for the water bottle Song Qie was holding, and took a sip right into the straw, "Fight or not, I'll let you."

Song Qie stares wide-eyed at Xie Jingchu as he holds his straw: "......"

"Xie Jingchu, don't invite him to fight, his body is just getting better, later on, uncle and auntie will have to come back to you to settle the score." Shen Tingsi also walked over, lifting up the clothes in front of him to wipe away the sweat, revealing his tight waist and stomach, with his abs still faintly visible.

Song Qie receives an abs blast in the face and takes a deep breath: "......"

He had just taken a deep breath when he saw Shen Tingsi take his own canteen from Xie Jingchu's hand and drink from the same mouth-to-mouth, right into that straw.

"......(￣▽￣)......"

As he was building up his mental preconceptions, Zhou Ming came up to him.

He was silent for two seconds, glancing sideways, cocking his head to look up at Zhou Ming, when he saw the man staring at him slyly, his heart tightening, "...... What for."

"Is it worth fighting with me over Lu Beihuai? Do you have a crush on this wimp?"

Song Qie : "......?"

"Or what did I do to annoy you?" Zhou Ming finally said what he had been thinking about for two nights but couldn't understand, he bent down and squatted beside Song Qie, his arm resting on his knee, looking at him with sideways eyes, "You have to tell me a reason."

Song Qie thought to herself isn't it obvious or is it because you guys are bullies.

"Forget it, let's dissipate our anger first." Shen Tingsi handed Zhou Ming the finished water bottle in his hand.

Zhou Ming took it in his hand and sipped into the straw.

Song Qie: "......"

Are they ever good enough to drink from the same bottle of water, with the same straw ......?

The silence at this point is deafening.

Dead. It's not possible that all the gossip we just heard is true, is it?

This this this ....... Can "Song Qie" take it?!

But he's only going to save the big storyline of a blackened Lu Beihuai! That's a plot he won't.

"Are you blaming me for not being the first to save you that day." Zhou Ming looked at Song Qie, who looked down and didn't say anything, wearing a hat that revealed the tips of her ears, and he didn't hold back, reaching out to touch them.

Song Qie stood up violently as he ran towards Lu Beihuai who was playing alone on the court, "I want to play!!!"

Ahhhhhhhh!!!

He really couldn't carry the stagnant atmosphere.

"Beihuai, play ball with me." Song Qie trotted for a while, running to Lu Beihuai all gasping for breath, tilting her head to look at him, "I'd better play with you."

It's better to stay close to Lu Beihuai. This guy hates him.

Lu Beihuai backhandedly grabbed the basketball to stop the action, turned sideways, saw jogging to his own front, wearing a sun hat of the teenager tilted his head to look at himself, glass crystal-like eyes through a few points of help, cheeks through the blush, I do not know whether it is the sun red or how, earlobes are red.

He lifted his other hand and removed Song Qie's hat without moving, "Good."

It's true that it's not like before, before Song Qie was very uncomfortable playing with himself around him, especially when the three of them were still around, and would tell himself to go fuck himself all over again, with only himself licking his chops and wanting to stay.

But now he doesn't even have to go over to Song Qie to run to him, and now he's looking up blearily at himself, his eyes wet and revealing signals of a great desire to befriend him.

And said he didn't like himself.

It's clear that it's been enjoyed to no end.

Zhou Ming looked towards the two people playing on the court and once again blackened his face.

Shen Tingsi and Xie Jingchu sat on the stool next to him and watched the scene with mixed feelings.

It is also depressing to say, obviously the four of them are only grown up together, this poor boy Lu Beihuai do not know where to come out, a driver's son so shameless, always to Song Qie face rub.

Song Qie is a rookie who loves to play and can't beat Lu Beihuai, but he just wants to piss him off.

Song Qie felt the eyes on him and he could only silently turn his back to the three men outside the stadium, trying to keep himself from looking at them to avoid embarrassment.

But at that moment, it felt like long arms reaching out to encircle his shoulders and turn his body slightly sideways.

With their backs encircled in such a position, they faced directly toward the three men outside the arena.

Lu Beihuai held Song Qie's arm from behind, lifted his arm holding the ball to the basket to the right angle, wrapped his palm around the back of Song Qie's hand, and with the strength of Song Qie's palm, he stood right in the center of the court and threw the ball.

'Boom', the ball hit the boards directly into the basket, a center court three-pointer hit.

This position was right in front of the three of them, and the falling ball slowly rolled to Zhou Ming's feet.

Like a silent provocation.

Song Qie's entire body went numb as she bumped into the gaze of the three of them, "!!!"

He twisted his head in shock to look at Lu Beihuai : "......"

At least give a notice, don't be so quick to initiate a quarrel!

Lu Beihuai put Song Qie's arm down and apologized to the three of them, "I'm sorry, I was too involved in teaching him and forgot that you guys were over here, let's switch sides." After saying that, he lowered his head to Song Qie and said gently, "Let's switch sides and shoot the basketball."

He held Song Qie's shoulders and turned him to the other side.

Song Qie : "......" Obviously he just turned his back to them okay!!!!

He sensed Lu Beihuai was using himself to provoke the three, to say nothing of the heart boy, did not hold back to shake off his hand, holding the ball himself to the side.

"Angry?"

Lu Beihuai saw Song Qie holding the ball and turning his back to himself, walked over to him and coaxed in a low voice, "Young master, I didn't do it on purpose, I just saw that you wanted to shoot but didn't put it in, so don't be angry, okay?"

Song Qie thought to himself that it wasn't that he was angry about, of course, but the fact that this heartthrob was clearly just taking advantage of the fact that he was being nice to him to drive a wedge between F3 and him, which clearly wasn't in his favor.

Feeling the stares from outside the court if anything, he didn't think of getting into any kind of argument with them here, and depressed himself by tapping the ball and shooting.

Froze and missed one.

"......" Well, this body really isn't as good as his previous one, and at a glance it really doesn't work out much.

He wasn't much of a basketball player, but he could play a little.

Just as he stood in front of the basket thinking about practicing a two-point shot, his hand holding the ball ready to shoot, he suddenly felt his waist being pinched and turned upside down, his whole body was held up by the support, and the moment his feet lifted up in the air he exclaimed out in shock and watched as he was lifted up high and held up in front of the basket.

Picked him right up for a close call with the basket.

......omg.

What a shocking arm.

And this scene was outside the field passing by the students to see wide-eyed, hurry is to take out a cell phone to open the camera to zoom in and take crazy pictures, woc!

This is like the next meal of the night ow! Another new gossip!

The camera frames the relatively petite teenager holding the basketball, being easily hand-carried to the basket by the taller Lu Beihuai, who hand-carries the teenager, who has been unable to shoot the ball, right to the basket and tries to get him to put the ball in.

Underneath the basket is the intersection of daylight.

One looks up, the other looks down at each other.

Not to mention, what a beautiful picture.

Song Qie felt the wide palm holding his buttocks strong and powerful, and he himself, clutching the basketball, shivering slightly, looked down fearfully at Lu Beihuai, a little dizzy from this height.

The two men looked at each other in all directions.

Lu Beihuai lifted his eyes to Song Qie who was being lifted up by himself, seeing that he was a bit scared of crying by himself, he steadily lifted him up and smiled gently:

"It's okay, you won't fall if I hold you, just throw the ball in."