His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 746

Winter nights are so cold that it makes people feel cold when they talk.

Qian Miao didn't wear much, and walked towards the basketball court step by step, and soon heard the sound of dong dong dong.

It was the sound of a basketball being slapped on the ground and then dunking, occasionally mixed with a bark or two.

After walking through the door of the sports field, she slowed down.

Feng Xian didn't notice her for a while, and was hooking the ball toward the bottom of the basket.

Samoyed also ran after him, bouncing at his feet, trying to steal the basketball from him.

The little guy weighing more than 50 pounds threw himself on his body, causing the force of his serve to be skewed, and the ball flew out, along with it, deviating from the original arc.

Qian Miao's eyes narrowed, she ran over with a few big strides, jumped up in one rush, intercepted the ball in mid-air, and then raised her hand to dunk!

With a bang, the person landed neatly, and the ball fell from the basket.

She turned back and met Feng Xian's amazed ink eyes.

Beside her, Samoyed had already run to her side, jumping up and down, trying to bite the basketball.

She looked at Feng Xian, but her hand accurately hooked the basketball that was bouncing, clapping it on the ground.

Peach Blossom Eyes stared at Feng Xian's face for a split second, from his eyes, to his nose, to his lips, all of them were swept away by her gaze.

It turned out that when this man was angry, that was what happened.

The moment she lowered her eyes, the corners of her lips curled slightly.

Then throw the ball in your hand to the seal.

Feng Xian stretched out his hand to catch it, looked at her, and didn't say a word in tacit understanding. Then, he tiptoed lightly and threw the ball in his hands with both hands.

Three-pointer, easy to score.

Qian Mi caught the ball, threw it several times in a row, and then deliberately threw it behind Feng Xian.

Feng Xian tacitly took a few steps back, easily intercepted the ball that was about to slip off the court, and then threw it towards the basket.

This time, still hits.

Qian Mi raised her lips, caught the ball from under the basket, and threw it further behind him.

Feng Xian had already expected that she would play like this, so she had already retreated to the right position and successfully caught the ball.

This time, he pulled a little harder, so that before the ball reached the basket, there was a tendency to stop there.

At this moment, Qian Miao jumped up and hooked the ball, and made a double-headed shot to score.

"Why did you come back suddenly?" Feng Xian has come behind her.

Qian Mi slapped the ball, glanced at it, and said, "Do something."

"It's done?"

"No, I'm doing it now."

After all, she threw another ball.

Feng Xian digested those words and fell into silence.

Are you doing it?

So, what this little girl has to do is to play with him.

Seeing his sudden silence, Qian Miao looked at him quietly, just in time to see him smiling while holding his lips.

Finally laughed.

The corners of her mouth also moved, and she said, "Difficulty factor, 1."

"What difficulty?" Feng Xian looked at her suspiciously.

Qianmi: "..." The difficulty of coaxing you.

"nothing."

The voice fell, and she quickly threw the ball out.

This time, when the ball bounced back, it was blocked by the string.

He stood in front of her, holding the ball high in his hand, only a fist away from the two of them.

He lowered his head and said softly, "It's cold and my hands will hurt, so don't beat me."

Qian Mi looked up at him and said, "You know it's cold too?"

Feng Xian smiled: "How am I listening, are you in charge of me?"

"Can't you?" Her voice was soft, her eyes were covered with a layer of very light mist, as if she was emotional.

Looking at these eyes, Feng Xian's heart softened every second.

"I can't ask for it," he said, with a shallow tone in his voice.