'Are you kidding me?' Wu Yun secretly feels displeased.
"Brother, can you help me throw the basketball over?" After shouting, Shang Wanqing noticed the displeasure on Wu Yun's face out of the corner of her eye.
She turned her head and comforted him: "I was worried that brother might be too tired picking up the ball, so I called someone else to pick it up. I just care for brother, if you're unhappy, I'll pick it up myself."
The little discomfort Wu Yun felt instantly vanished, replaced by a feeling of warmth, 'So she did it for me!'
Thinking of this, Wu Yun was touched.
The basketball rolled to Jiang Ning's feet, while the twins stared at the ball and then glanced at Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning lightly tapped with the tip of his foot, the basketball soared into the air, and he reached out to grab the ball.
At this moment, he was at an angle with the basketball hoop, unable to see the rim. He stretched his arms and let go of the ball.
