Mother was in a hurry to go to the movies, so Zheng Yuan could only drink the soup alone. He was sweating, so he simply took a shower and threw the few leftovers into the washing machine.

The real estate in the park was bought early, and the house price was not too high to bear. The down payment was from the family. Zheng Yuan took a loan of more than one million yuan, and the rest of the money was renovated one after another for more than half a year before moving in.

It is actually a waste for a bachelor to live in three rooms and two halls with more than 100 square meters. Zheng Yuan simply converted a small room into a study. In order to prevent Zhou Chuntao from worrying about his residence becoming a dog kennel, Zheng Yuan hired housekeeping to come once a week. Responsible for cleaning.

When sorting out the materials for WE GO, Zheng Yu'an remembered that he would have to play with him tomorrow.

"This is overtime." Zheng Yu'an thought vaguely, the digital contracts for materials in his mind seemed to be arranged dominoes, and they fell down with a slight push. They pieced together the outline of Yan Shuwang's face, clear Eyebrows, eyes, and even lips are perfect.

Zheng Yuan's fingers were itchy, as if a strand of Yan Shuwang's hair fell there when lighting a cigarette.

He sighed, and when he regained his senses, he found it funny again. Jiao Tang happened to send a message on WeChat on his mobile phone, giving the address of the gymnasium on Wushi Road.

"Don't forget Mr. Zheng." Jiao Tang sent a very cute cat emoji, "We are all waiting for you~"

Men's wavy lines are always suspected of deliberately babbling, but Zheng Yu'an's reply is much simpler in comparison.

Jiao Tang's talk was not affected: "What position does Mr. Zheng play in?"

Zheng Yu'an: "I can do it."

Jiao Tang: "You are so tall, can you be a small forward?"

Zheng Yu'an: "Okay."

Jiao Tang made a face-lifting expression: "Mr. Zheng is so handsome~"

Zheng Yu'an: "..."

Speaking of businessmen, Jiao Tang is indeed someone who can talk, and he is not the kind of person who can talk, find topics, and talk about content. What Jiao Tang does is not offensive.

"Shu Wang is also a striker." Jiao Tang sent a voice this time, his attitude of calling Yan Shuwang's name was too intimate, "You two have to cooperate when warming up tomorrow."

Zheng Yuan replied with a smile, "I will try my best not to hold back Mr. Yan."

That being said, when Zheng Yu'an actually got to the court the next day, he realized that he was thinking too naively.

The team of Yan Shuwang's team looks really professional. From clothing to running shoes, everyone is professional sports style. In contrast, Zheng Yu'an is too casual. They played 3 on 3, and the two forwards will definitely be demolished. Zheng Yu'an will accompany him from Playing with customers has become a game with customers. Although it is only a few words away, it is still subtle.

Qin Hanguan knew that he had activities, and when he was warming up off the court, Zheng Yu'an casually told him the latest progress on the phone, President Qin was very phony: "It's not very good, I don't know how to please Yan Shuwang, the opportunity is rare. what."

Zheng Yu'an felt that his brain was not very good: "What you know, he will not know? I deliberately put water to feed the ball to the boss, do you think the boss will be happy?"

Qin Hanguan also made sense when he thought about it, and scolded him there.

Being an opponent is really troublesome.

Zheng Yu Anxin thought, the release of water is too obvious. The boss thinks that you look down on him. If you don't release water, you will win. No one will be happy if you lose the game.

Yan Shuwang was sitting on the sidelines, with a cowhide tendon in his mouth, and he slowly tied his hair with his fingers. Zheng Yuan couldn't help but look over and found that he had raised his hair, revealing the refreshing back of his neck.

Yan Shuwang wrapped his hair around the ponytail, raised his eyelids, and looked at Zheng Yu'an.

Zheng Yuan smiled and asked, "How many years has Mr. Yan been playing?"

Yan Shuwang's eyes were still glued to his face, and he said lightly, "I belong to the school basketball team in college."

Zheng Yu'an was a little surprised: "That's amazing."

Yan Shuwang didn't say anything, but he could see that he was in a good mood, and it was obvious that the compliments were very useful, which was unexpected to Zheng Yu'an.

He then followed the words and continued: "I hope Mr. Yan will be merciful later, don't beat him too hard."

Yan Shuwang turned his face to the side, he seemed to really think about it, looked at Zheng Yuan and said seriously, "Okay."

The author has something to say: Mr. Yan said in his heart: "He praises me for being great, he praises me for being great, he praises me for being great, he praises me for being great, he praises me for being great"

Chapter 9

No matter what age a man is, he always has some desire to win or lose on the court. 3 ON 3 is basically one-on-one marking. Zheng Yuan is the striker of his team, and Yan Shuwang is from their team. Naturally, the two of them met together.

Yan Shuwang is taller. When he raises his arms to defend against people, he will always have some physical contact. His footsteps are nimble and his fake movements are in place. He has broken through Zheng Yuan's defense several times. Everyone showed a lot of temperament. When Yan Shuwang made his last 2-point jump, Zheng Yuan was in a hurry to guard him. When he jumped up, he didn't pay attention to his balance and fell on the opponent.

Jiao Tang shouted: "Be careful!"

Yan Shuwang subconsciously hugged Zheng Yu'an's waist.

The weight of an adult male is not that of a kitten or a puppy. Zheng Yuan only felt that his vision fell rapidly, and Yan Shuwang obviously failed to support him.

Zheng Yu'an was on Yan Shuwang's body, his elbows propped up on both sides of the other's head, their lower bodies were pressed against each other, Yan Shuwang's thigh muscles were hot and tense, and he lay stiffly, probably because of a momentary fall and stuffiness, and the whole person didn't move.

"I'm sorry." Zheng Yu'an remembered, just after changing his posture, Yan Shuwang under him snorted again.

"You pressed my hair." Yan Shuwang said in a low voice.

Zheng Yuan hurriedly removed his palm, Yan Shuwang's hair was messed up a lot by him, and he threw half of it loosely. The latter simply pulled the hair tie and sat up halfway.

Zheng Yuan really felt embarrassed: "I'm sorry." He stretched out his hand and handed it to Yan Shuwang, "Can you stand up, are you injured?"