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Chapter 278 The Author Who Can't Write Emotional Dramas(1/2)

Chapter 278                                                             

On the night of the game, Nicole sent a message to Wang Yi, congratulating him on his historic results.

Wang Yi did not reply to this message.

He is still a little confused about how to deal with Nicole's feelings.

At the core, he is a very traditional Chinese.

Of course he likes Oriental Girls.

But Nicole is the kind of beauty who is absolutely beautiful whether based on the Eastern aesthetic or Western aesthetic.

She is so enthusiastic.

She also did so many things for herself, and if she refused her again, she would really feel unbearable.

The most important thing is that she would rather wait for herself.

She said she would wait until she won the championship, and she didn't want to see when she could win the championship, so she agreed immediately.

In this world of time now, how many girls are willing to wait for the boy?

Just as Wang Yi was hesitating, Nicole sent another text message:

"I know you saw it, you are tired, so you don't need to reply. Early news, I'll see you tomorrow morning, good night."

It's not once or twice that Wang Yi doesn't reply to Nicole's message.

She has long been used to it.

However, when Wang Yi did not reply, she was able to remain enthusiastic, which made Wang Yi a little moved.

At 6 o'clock the next morning, Wang Yi was still doing daily training.

Nicole has arrived at the training ground.

Although it is April now, it is still relatively cool in Los Angeles at 6 a.m.

She wore a brown windbreaker, which fully highlighted her temperament.

She didn't disturb Wang Yi, but just watched Wang Yi keep making a hundred-meter sprint.

The sun gradually rises.

The first ray of sunshine gradually fell, reflecting her long brown hair like a crimson waterfall.

Her eyelashes were also dyed crimson.

The eyes under the eyelashes were as blue as the sky when the rain passed, and they were always looking at the sweaty man on the training ground with concentration.

This man fascinated her so much.

His angular, manly face;

His domineering aura of "I am here to conquer the NBA";

His patriotic sentiment that proves that yellow people can also stand at the top of the NBA;

His persistent efforts...

All of this fascinated her.

It is enough to fall in love with such a man in this life and be with her often.

At this moment, she felt that whether he accepted his feelings or not, it seemed that it was not that important whether the two could finally get together.

She wanted to keep watching him silently and run in the first ray of sunshine in the morning.

Looking at the sweat on his face, a dazzling light shines in the first ray of sunshine in the early morning.

More than half an hour later, Wang Yi whispered and panted, and came to the training ground and sat on the bench.

Ni used a towel to carefully wipe Wang Yi's sweat - this was not like something Western girls did.

In this country, it's hard to see a girl carefully wipe her sweat for a boy.

Wang Yi was a little uncomfortable and said, "I'll do it myself."

Nicole didn't say much and handed Wang Yi the towel.

Then I took out the insulation lunch box next to me and opened it. It contained nutritious porridge and a few vegetables and fruits.

She said: "I specially learned to make nutritional porridge with your personal nutritionist. This nutritional porridge is in line with the eating habits of you Chinese people, and the nutritional combination is balanced and reasonable. You can try it."

Wang Yi nodded and took the lunch box.

I scooped a spoonful with a spoon and put it into my mouth.

Nicole looked at the expression on Wang Yi's face intently and asked expectantly: "How is it?"

Like a little girl who wants to be praised by her parents.

Wang Yi put down the spoon and looked at Nicole.

The sunlight rendered her beautiful face into crimson red, like a beauty in the pictures of the beauty in Chinese paintings.

It is heart-wrenching and fascinating.

Wang Yi's heart, which seemed like a pool of stagnant water, couldn't help but ripples arise.

Since Zhang Ying, his heart has completely silenced.

Only basketball can make his heart turbulent.

And now, Nicole blew into his heart like a spring breeze.

"Nicole, how many times have you practiced?"

Wang Yi couldn't help asking.

He knew that Nicole was from a wealthy family.

Since childhood, I have been using my clothes to reach out and my mouth to open my mouth, and I have cooked any food.

The nutritional porridge tastes so good now, and it must be that she has tried it many times before she can reach this level.

This is much better than those in TV movies who have been taught for one or two days and then given the male protagonist to eat, but after he wants to vomit in one bite, he has to manage his expressions properly, and hypocritically say that "it's really delicious".

After finishing the meal, Wang Yi had to start training for another fifteen minutes.

Nicole packed up the dishes and said goodbye to Wang Yi: "I'm going to interview and shouldn't be back today, but I have told the nutritionist that he will take good care of your diet. Take care of yourself."

While saying these words, Nicole sat on the bench beside Wang Yi.

Those blue eyes are as pure as the blue sky.

She was slightly expectant, looking forward to getting a kiss.

As a Western girl, although the two have not officially established a relationship, they have reached this point so it is normal to kiss each other well.

But all that came was Wang Yi's nod and a "Yeah".

Nicole was not disappointed either.

She knew that the feelings of Eastern people were implicit and that it was impossible to do such a thing before establishing a relationship.

She waved her hand, packed her lunch box, got up and walked out of the stadium.

At this time, Wang Yi's slightly magnetic voice came from behind:

"Be careful on the way."

Nicole paused.

A little joy suddenly appeared in the azure blue eyes.

Turn your head quickly.

In the sun, her face was filled with excitement: "You are caring for me!"

Wang Yi: “…”

Before Nicole could wait for his answer, the excitement on her face quickly turned into happiness:

"Oh, king, you are actually caring for me! Oh my God, what big prize did I win? Or is it that the pie fell from the sky just hitting my head? King, I love you so much!"

As he said that, he jumped away from the stadium like a little girl.

Her back had disappeared at the exit of the stadium, but the pleasant laughter passed through the flowers and plants on the outside and reached Wang Yi's ears.

Wang Yi heard this laughter and felt a little turbulent in his heart again.

This feeling is like...first love.

Although I have had a relationship once, this feeling is so similar to when I was in love before.

But it seems completely different.

After a moment, he shook his head again.

It is an important moment in the playoffs, and what I think is all messy.

A knife on the head of the word "Se"
To be continued...
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