Chapter Eighteen Dinner 5

  Although the gym is very large, because each class has to put things back in their original position after finishing physical education classes, the things inside are still relatively tidy. The cleaning up after school usually only leaves sweeping the floor.

  Xia Qian Ning has grown up to be this big, and the number of times she has mopped the floor can be counted on one hand. She picked up the mop, wet it with water, and then swabbed the floor.

  "Hey, what's with the dragging? You'll warp the floor like that." Ling Shuiyue picked up another mop, wet it, wrung out the water on the wringer and handed it to Xia Qianying. Then he took Xia Qianying's original damp mop and put it on the wringer.

  In less than twenty minutes, the two of them had swept the floor clean.

  Xia Qian Ning took the hand sanitizer from Ling Shui Yao: "How are you so skilled?"

  "When I was young, I used to sweep my room myself. It wasn't until I entered junior high school that I didn't have to do it anymore." Ling Shuiyue rinsed his hands with water, recalling the scene of Grandpa Lu teaching him how to sweep the floor.

  "Is that so." Xia Xian Ning gazed at Ling Shui Yue with a daze. The slightly upturned corners of her mouth drove away the usual icy edges, such a warm smile...

  Xia Xian Ning washed her hands and went to pick up the school bag on the ping-pong table, accidentally knocking over the basketball in the basket next to it. She picked up the ball but couldn't bear to put it back in the basket.

  "Clang", the ball hit the backboard and bounced back. Still so smelly, no, even more smelly than before, no wonder Wu Zi and the others didn't want to be on the same team as him.

  Watching the ball rolling on the ground, Xia Wenjing still wanted to throw it again...

  Ling Shuiyue picked up the basketball that had rolled to her feet and with a light leap, the ball steadily fell into the basket.

  "Wow!" Xia Xianying was watching a basketball game and jumped up with both hands raised.

  She suddenly stopped. What was she doing? Wasn't she supposed to stop playing ball? She picked up her backpack again, slung it over her shoulder and walked sullenly towards the door.

  "Ugly eight! Like playing basketball?" Ling Shuiyue stood behind Xia Qianying.

  Xia Qian Ning didn't answer, but her footsteps slowed down.

  "If you like it, just play for a while, going back now is too boring."

  "I guarantee you will learn how to dunk."

  "Dunk? Is it true or false?" Xia Qian Ning was really angry with herself for being so soft, and her feet wanted to turn back the moment Ling Shui Yao called out to her.

  "First take a look at your level, five balls, how is it?"

  Xia Qian Ning looked at Ling Shuiyue's height, five inches is just five inches, what's the big deal if you're a bit taller? I'm not made of paper either. She nodded.

  "That's settled then......" Ling Shuiyue saw Xia Qianying still wearing her cotton-padded jacket and that broken glasses: "Ugly eight, how can you fight like this?"

  Xia Qian Ning lowered her head to take a look at herself, this can't be blamed on herself, it's so cold here, so she wore more. However, the room is still okay, no matter where the heating is turned up high.

  Xia Xian Ning took off her cotton-padded jacket and ugly glasses, then used her index finger to hook her bangs around the top of her head in a circle, securing it with a hair clip: "Let's begin!"

  "Ladies first, you go ahead."

  Xia Qian Ning didn't have the slightest bit of humility. In the morning, she saw Ling Shuiyue's level of playing basketball, and she basically had no chance, but she still wanted to play. No way, who made herself like it? Before, she would secretly play behind her mother's back, and basically nobody was willing to play with her, nor did anyone teach her, so how could her ball skills be good?

  Xia Xian Ning dribbled steadily, her eyes fixed on Ling Shui Yao's, their gazes met, before the final battle.

  Fake action, too slow, too obvious. Ling Shuiyue shook his head, Xia Qiancong broke through, and the ball easily fell into Ling Shuiyue's hands. Ling Shuiyue single-handedly sent the ball into the basket with ease.

  "Hey, what's the point of fighting with me like this? Are you going to let me pass?" Xia Xianjing said discontentedly.

  "Not even started yet and you want to give up? No way."

  "Then let me attack five first, and then you can counterattack."

  "No way!"

  "Can't it?" Xia Xianying tugged at Ling Shuiyue's sleeve corner, her enchanting big eyes filled with pleading.

  What is she doing? So close to herself, the clear and transparent eyes that can see the bottom, the pouting mouth...... Ling Shuiyue turned her head and passed the ball to Xia Qianying.

  Xia Qian Ning was overjoyed and couldn't close her mouth.

  Don't smile, this time you must do well. Xia Fengning stared at Ling Shuiyue's eyes again.

  Does she have to look at me with such eyes? Ling Shuiyue took a deep breath.

  Xia Qian Ning carefully advanced and retreated, but Ling Shui Yue in front of her was like a moving wall, she didn't know how to make a move.

  Xia Wenjing no longer runs with the ball, instead dribbling in place.

  Suddenly, she playfully winked at Ling Shuiyue. Ling Shuiyue was stunned.

  Xia Qian Ning took advantage of the opportunity to bypass Ling Shuiyao and threw the ball, scoring!

  Xia Qian Ning happily raised her hands and ran around the gymnasium.

  "Ugly eight! Are you usually like this when playing ball? Also blinking at others like this?"

  "Are there rules? You can't blink when playing ball. I scored a goal and what does it have to do with me blinking?" Xia Xianying stopped.

  Ling Shuiyue was furious: "What you're doing is luring the enemy with beauty... it's a honey trap!"

  "What are you talking about? I'm ugly and you're always saying that, aren't you? I only scored one goal, but you're a man, why are you so narrow-minded......"

  With this lesson learned, Ling Shuiyue never relaxed again, and Xia Qianying ultimately ended in defeat.

  This was normal for Xia Wenjing, but she still looked dejected: "When can I beat you like that?"

  "You're done for this lifetime, it seems. Maybe next time around." Ling Shuiyue said with a smirk.

  "Alright, next life. But you have to keep your promise from just now and teach me how to dunk."

  Ling Shuiyue smiled: "Uh......" He threw the ball to Xia Qiaorong: "Just follow your usual steps when shooting under the basket and go shoot."

  Rin's expression was very firm: "Try doing it exactly as I say."

  Xia Xian looked suspiciously at Ling Shuiyue, and the ball in her hand began to rotate...

  Ling Shuiyue followed closely behind Xian Fengying, keeping pace with her rhythmic movements. As Xian Fengying jumped up, Ling Shuiyue also leaped into the air, grasping Xian Fengying's waist tightly.

  Wow! The basketball hoop is right under my nose, so close!

  Xia Qian Ning's hand involuntarily put the ball into the basket.

  Until Xia Qing's feet touched the ground, she suspected that she was dreaming just now...

  Ling Shui stood there, that enchanting faint fragrance wafted out, that captivating breath that made his soul flutter.

  Her eyes fell on Ling Shuiyue's hand, which was still resting on her waist. It wasn't until then that she realized Ling Shuiyue was right behind her, his heavy breathing close to her ear...

  He just lifted himself up... ...this is what he called a dunk... Xia Qianying's body suddenly bounced out of Ling Shuiyue's arms.

  "Come on, can a slam dunk be learned in just a short while? It requires speed, jumping ability, physical training, and more..." Ling Shuiyue gestured with her hand to compare heights.

  "No matter what, I've done it, and you're satisfied. Let's head home, Aunt will be worried if we're late."

  Xia Qian Ning reluctantly followed behind Ling Shui Yue and left the gymnasium.