Chapter 292 Oh! Forget that Nuobao can't bless casually
Gu Nuoer took the lead and shouted, giving the girls who wanted to cheer Ye Siming but did not dare to have the courage!
They all agreed with the princess's voice, and even louder and louder!
Finally, it turned into Gu Nuoer's breasts and yelled: "Ye Siming!"
The other ladies immediately continued: "I will win!"
The scene was like the war drums that were beaten during a war, very rhythmic.
Ye Siming took the time to turn his head and looked at the stage.
Gu Nuoer's small figure was like a spring butterfly, standing there with infinite vitality, holding a red screen.
Ye Siming slowed down, raised his thin lips and smiled at Gu Nuoer.
Jiang Xiaoran looked at him in shock: "Be careful with Si Ming!"
Ye Siming didn't look back, but turned his head slightly and avoided the ball he had just kicked.
The other party knew that Ye Siming was difficult to deal with, so he wanted to hurt him with a ball.
But unexpectedly, Ye Siming could avoid it even when he was distracted.
People on the field:...
On the stands, the girls, led by Gu Nuoer, made even more support sounds of tsunami.
Some even say-
"He was laughing just now?! It's so strange, Young Master Ye can laugh!"
"He must be smiling at me! He looks at the direction here!"
"Shaoxiao is so beautiful. Who does he know you?!"
Ye Siming glanced at Gu Nuoer.
He agreed to eat candy and he would definitely win.
I just don’t know if the little guy shouts so loudly, will he say his throat hurt later?
Ye Siming thought this way and turned around and continued to join the competition.
What everyone did not expect was that since the ladies cheered Ye Siming in full swing in the stands.
The Red Team has never been able to score goals.
Even seeing the ball being kicked into the net hole, I could only brush the edge and fly out directly.
Or, when the ball reaches Hong Fang's feet, it becomes extremely slippery and runs around.
When I arrived at Ye Siming's feet, I was so obedient!
The blue team represented by Ye Siming is far ahead.
Gu Nuoer opened her moist eyes and was fascinated by her eyes.
Seeing this situation, she probably thought of something.
The little hand suddenly covered his mouth and blinked his long eyelashes innocently: "Oh! I forgot that Nuobao can't give me any blessings..."
Is this kind of competition fair?
The little guy was sweating, and his little hands scratched his fleshy cheeks, feeling distressed.
And Song Youqing, behind her, felt even more bizarre when she saw her brother failing several times!
Her brother is quick and can't catch a single ball.
She looked at Gu Nuoer in front of her.
Could it be that the little princess' inspiration that influenced the brother's performance?!
Song Youqing thought for a moment and was extremely sure that this must be the case.
She immediately slapped the table and asked the maid to get a piece of red silk without being outdone.
On it, I wrote: Song Qiyuan, the most awesome!
Then Song Youqing grabbed the red silk and ran to Gu Nuoer, and took her friends to cheer up Song Qiyuan like a roar!
Gu Nuoer was not willing to be outdone, and led the other ladies to shout that Ye Siming would win.
On the court, Ye Siming dribbled the ball, and Song Qiyuan stood in front of him.
The two are a few years apart, but Ye Siming is as tall as Song Qiyuan.
His eyebrows were cold and his eyes were sharp.
Song Qiyuan also had a cold attitude and stood in front of him.
The two of them refused to give in to each other, and noisy cries came from the stands.
Jiang Xiaoran stood silently on the side, gasping for breath.
He scratched his head.
From the beginning to the present, Ye Siming scored thirteen goals by himself.
These teammates basically have no effect.
Jiang Xiaoran even felt that Ye Siming could deal with Song Qiyuan and the whole team alone.
He was too hard today and used to play around with it.
This chapter has been completed!