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Chapter 211 Isn't this looking for abuse?

Chapter 211 Isn’t this looking for abuse?

At this moment, a basketball suddenly flew towards them.

Fu Yiyun caught it lightly and tossed it gently with his slender hands. From such a long distance, the basketball fell into the basket accurately.

The ball bounced on the ground a few times, and finally fell into the hands of a five or six-year-old boy.

An extremely delicate-looking woman ran up to him panting slightly, pulling the little boy and saying urgently: "Be careful, don't hit anyone."

The little boy stared at Fu Yiyun for a moment.

Under the not-so-bright light, that slightly familiar little face showed a maturity and seriousness not seen in children of the same age.

"You..." the little boy pointed at Fu Yiyun, "you hit the ball well."

"Oh, boy, look at your posture, you are quite arrogant." Zhang Ming bent over his waist and stared at the little guy not far away.

However, the little boy ignored him and just looked at Fu Yiyun steadily: "Come and play with me."

"Oh, you are so brazen. Look at you. You haven't grown to our Mr. Fu's waist yet, and you still want to play ball with our Mr. Fu. Aren't you looking for abuse?"

Ruan Xiangling crossed her chest and looked at the scene in front of her as if she was watching a good show, with no intention of stopping the little boy.

The little boy snorted: "It's not certain who is looking for abuse."

Zhang Ming laughed angrily, pointed at the little boy and said to Fu Yiyun: "This kid has probably never suffered anything. Look at his arrogance. Let's go. I'm too lazy to be like this little kid."

"Okay, I'll fight with you."

After the words fell, Fu Yiyun took off his coat and threw it into Zhang Ming's arms.

Zhang Ming was stunned for a long time and said speechlessly: "Mr. Fu, why are you so boring?"

"Don't underestimate our Xiaoye, our Xiaoye is very good at playing ball."

Ruan Xiangling walked towards me, smoking a cigarette, her steps graceful and full of charm.

Zhang Ming felt that something in his nose was about to flow down, so he quickly looked away.

Damn it! How come there are such alluring women in the world.

Fu Yiyun rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing his strong forearms.

Tall and straight, he and the little boy stood on the court together like a father and son.

Different from Fu Chenfeng's elegant gentleman, Fu Yiyun's whole temperament is cold and stern. Even when he is playing ball, his face has a hint of sharpness and coldness.

The basketball bounces rhythmically on the court.

Just now, Zhang Ming had a disdainful attitude towards the little boy. Now when he saw the little boy grabbing the ball, dribbling and shooting in one go, he couldn't help but open his mouth in shock.

Ruan Xiangling glanced at him sideways: "As I said, our Xiaoye is very good at playing ball."

Fu Yiyun was surprised by the little boy's nimble movements.

However, although the little boy played well, he was just a child after all, and he lost several goals in just a few rounds.

The little boy Xu had never lost before, and his childish face was full of dissatisfaction: "Come again!"

Fu Yiyun holds the ball in one hand and puts his other hand on his waist. His lazy posture is particularly charming under the light.

"If you don't come, you will lose if you continue to fight. Come and compete with me when you grow up."

Fu Yiyun said, throwing the ball back to him with a slight flick of his hand.

The little boy was holding the ball with an unhappy face.

Fu Yiyun thought this little boy was quite interesting, and he felt that this little boy was somewhat familiar to him inexplicably.

Probably because he is similar in age to Chenchen and Doudou.

Seeing that the little boy was unhappy, his heart softened. As if coaxing Chenchen and Doudou, he squatted in front of him and said with a smile: "You are very good at hitting the ball. You will definitely be great when you grow up."

"It doesn't matter if you fight well, it's still not a loss."

"Do you think winning or losing like this is important?" Fu Yiyun smiled and pinched his face, "Don't take winning or losing too seriously."
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