Five Brothers All Spoil Me

Xuanxuan was also sitting on the toilet bowl and looking at the photo just now. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that he liked it a lot. His two small hands gently caressed the phone screen. He really liked it too much. Xuanxuan used the picture just now to post it on his WeChat Moments.    

Xuanxuan was a child who liked to post on his WeChat Moments. Because he did not have any friends, he could only post on his WeChat Moments to express his feelings at a certain point in time. And this moment was what he wanted to express the most.    

Xuanxuan did not have any friends in his WeChat Moments. In the past, he was the only one who had friends. Later on, he added his aunt and had one more friend. Recently, there was a stranger who added him and kept chatting with Xuanxuan. That person gave Xuanxuan quite a good feeling.    

Therefore, there were only two people in Xuanxuan's circle of friends. Because there were not many people, he would not care about anything. He could share his little secrets in his WeChat Moments without worry. After posting on his WeChat Moments, Xuanxuan walked out and carried the basketball and Jiang Xiaorou to the court.    

"Aunt, is your foot alright? If not, I'll play for a while and leave." Xuanxuan's heart ached for Jiang Xiaorou.    

"It's fine. I was injured yesterday. Actually, I was almost fine when I rowed the boat just now. Not to mention, your dad's medicine is quite effective. The wound healed very quickly." In order to prove that her feet were fine, Jiang Xiaorou even stomped a few times on the ground heavily. Only then did Xuanxuan believe that the two of them had started playing.    

Shen Yancheng stood on the hotel balcony with a speechless expression. This woman probably did not know how serious her feet were and still dared to be so crazy.    

Xuanxuan and Jiang Xiaorou's shooting skills were not good. After a long time, she sweated a lot. None of the balls went in.    

"Shen Xuan, stop playing ball with this head of yours! It's not suitable." Zhang Feiyu walked over with the basketball in his arms. As he spoke to Xuanxuan, he threw the ball under his armpit.    

Clang! Directly hitting the target, there was really no one else with this accuracy.    

Zhang Feiyu was the tallest boy in Xuanxuan's class, and he had always liked to play basketball since he was young. Zhang Feiyu's father was a retired basketball star. He had accompanied Zhang Feiyu here today.    

Xuanxuan knew that Zhang Feiyu was very powerful and did not have any desire to win. Xuanxuan carried his own ball back and quietly said to Jiang Xiaorou, "Aunt, let's go!"    

Eh!!    

Jiang Xiaorou frowned. How could Xuanxuan be like this? Even if Zhang Feiyu was very powerful, the court was not theirs. Why was it that only those who played well could play? Zhang Feiyu's words just now were clearly looking down on Xuanxuan!    

"We're not leaving." Jiang Xiaorou pulled Xuanxuan back.    

At this time, Jiang Xiaorou must help Xuanxuan regain his confidence. She looked at Zhang Feiyu and his father with great vigor. She did not think that they were very powerful. What was there to be arrogant about?    

"Little friend, since you say that Xuanxuan is not suitable to play football, do you dare to bet with us?" Jiang Xiaorou said.    

Bet?    

Xuanxuan used his hand to pull Jiang Xiaorou away. "Aunt, let's not bet with Zhang Feiyu. We can't win." Xuanxuan's voice was very soft.    

Jiang Xiaorou ignored Xuanxuan.    

"Do you dare to bet?"    

"Why not? Auntie, how do you want to bet? But I have to remind you that no one in kindergarten can beat me. My daddy is here today too. Auntie, you better think about it carefully! If you lose, it will be very embarrassing. " Zhang Feiyu was not a big person, so he was quite arrogant when he spoke.    

"Let's not make it too complicated. I'm afraid you will lose. How about this, we'll stand at this three-point line and shoot. Let's get a ball and a pack of spicy sticks. Do you dare to bet? " Jiang Xiaorou said.    

Spicy sticks?    

Xuanxuan was almost struck to death by his aunt.    

Zhang Feiyu smiled. "Auntie, if you want to bet on spicy sticks with me, you might have to sell a few boxes in bulk. I'm afraid you won't be able to win in a while."    

"We still don't know who will win and who will lose!" Jiang Xiaorou smiled.    

Two minutes later!    

The people from the Little Merchandize Shop brought over two boxes of spicy sticks. They were supposed to give each box of spicy sticks. However, Zhang Feiyu did not want it. He was very arrogant and said that he did not need a single bag because he would not lose at all.    

"Aunt, let's not compete anymore. There are so many people watching." Xuanxuan used his hand to pull Jiang Xiaorou.    

The two of them had no chance of winning at all. They had thrown for half a day and had not scored a single goal. It could be seen how bad their accuracy was.    

"What are you afraid of? It's just a few packs of spicy sticks. We can afford to lose. Besides, we don't know who will win or lose! How about this, auntie, let's do a demo first. I'll compete with them first." Jiang Xiaorou raised her head and puffed out her chest.    

She looked at Zhang Feiyu strangely and curled her little finger at him with a look of disdain. Zhang Feiyu's father did not need to go on the stage at all. He would leave it all to Zhang Feiyu.    

"Little friend, you go first! Don't let everyone say that I bullied the little child." Jiang Xiaorou was quite arrogant. In a while, there would be times when she would cry. Xuanxuan was so nervous that he did not dare to look.    

"Then thank you, auntie!" Zhang Feiyu smiled. He shot with one hand and did not even jump up. He threw the ball directly into the basket with one hand. This hit rate was simply too high. When he grew up, he would definitely be able to enter the national team.    

Jiang Xiaorou swallowed her saliva and threw a pack of spicy sticks to Zhang Feiyu. Next, it was Jiang Xiaorou's turn. She copied Zhang Feiyu and used one hand to prevent others from laughing at her.    

In the end.    

The ball was not even close to the edge of the basket. It was miles away.    

After countless rounds.    

Jiang Xiaorou had lost two boxes of spicy sticks. She could see the bottom. Er... This was awkward. She did not win even once.    

"Auntie, why don't you give up! You really can't win." Zhang Feiyu felt that it was boring because it was all him who won. He didn't feel anything at all.    

Give up?    

In Jiang Xiaorou's dictionary, she never gave up.    

"Continue! Afraid that I won't be able to afford to lose. In that case, let's not bet on one pack of spicy sticks. One ball, one box of spicy sticks, do you dare?" Jiang Xiaorou began to add more numbers.    

Xuanxuan quickly pulled Jiang Xiaorou. This was the tempo of losing to death!    

"I'm fine. I'm just afraid that Auntie will lose too badly today." Zhang Feiyu said.    

"Come, continue." Jiang Xiaorou smiled. She asked the store to bring all their spicy sticks over. There were dozens of boxes. It was a spectacular sight.    

In the end.    

In less than five minutes after Jiang Xiaorou lost, there was only one box left, which was a ball.    

"Aunt, let's forget about losing the last box!" Xuanxuan pulled Jiang Xiaorou.    

"Xuanxuan, we haven't thrown the last ball yet. Just say that Aunt wants to lose. How can I win?" Jiang Xiaorou's body was covered in sweat. The wound on her feet had even split open.    

"We originally could not win." Xuanxuan was betting on his small mouth, as if he didn't want to open it.    

"Don't worry. The last box of spicy sticks. We will point at it and turn the tables. Trust me, aunt." Jiang Xiaorou was quite confident.    

"Aunt, do your best." Xuanxuan shouted.    

Jiang Xiaorou stood at the three-point line. She raised the ball with both hands and looked at the basket. Time seemed to have frozen in that second. She actually did not know how to throw it. She had indeed not hit the ball just now. It was impossible for her to win with this skill.    

Jiang Xiaorou raised the ball in her hand for a long time. She raised it so that no one wanted to watch, because there was no suspense at all. Zhang Feiyu's expression was even more confused, as if he was laughing at her.    

At this moment.    

Shen Yancheng's tall figure leaned against Jiang Xiaorou's back. He used his big hand to wrap around Jiang Xiaorou's small hand. With a slight force, the ball in Jiang Xiaorou's hand flew out. Jiang Xiaorou did not look at the ball. Instead, she turned around to look at Shen Yancheng who was behind her. Under the sun, he was shining.