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Chapter 888 She Doesn't Hate This Smell

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    When the basketball game came, almost everyone's eyes were on Class 6, Grade 3.

    There is actually a girl in the basketball team here.

    Moreover, she is a very famous girl.

    He Yihan.

    He Yihan actually came to play basketball!

    Come play basketball with Wen Wangzhou!

    Mom, I believe in love again!

    The scandal between the two, which had been quiet a little bit, became noisy again.

    He Yihan didn't hear the discussion of the people next to him, this time it was the turn of Class 6, Class 3, and Class 5, Class 3, and it was also the first match.

    She didn't have any ideas in her mind, she just thought that she could make it to the quarterfinals.

    Classes 3 and 6 of senior high school have participated in a basketball game for two years, and have never made it to the quarter-finals.

    ? If in the first two years, you can employ people who have not grown up and are still developing, then there are no excuses for seniors in the third year of high school.

    This year they will be seniors in high school, if they still get a bad grade

    They seem to have nothing to do.

    Thinking of this, the people in the class have no hope at all.

    ?Because the one who left the field before is considered to be the main force in the team, except for Hu Qizheng.

    Now the second most powerful person has left, although Wen Wangzhou has been replaced, but everyone knows that generally speaking, good students are not particularly good at sports, and those who are good at sports are generally not good students.

    After all, there is only so much time, especially in high school. If you develop sports, you will have no time to develop studies.

    There are also studies and sports, and there are very few such students.

    At a time when everyone is struggling to allocate their time, for them, studies and sports go hand in hand.

    Wen Wangzhou changed into a basketball uniform and sneakers.

    The weather in the capital was already a bit cold in October, and there were not many people present who wore only one basketball uniform, and Wen Wangzhou was no exception. He wore a white short-sleeved shirt inside.

    The white headband slightly pressed out his broken hair, which swayed in the air with the wind.

    The jersey is uniformly customized by the class, mainly white, and the words on it are red.

    Wen Wangzhou used the jersey of the person who sprained his ankle before. After last year's game, he washed it and put it in the class locker.

    Except for the game, there are almost no occasions to wear the class jersey.

    And after school yesterday, He Yihan deliberately took all the basketball uniforms home for the nanny to wash.

    Now that Wen Wangzhou is wearing it, he can still smell a faint floral fragrance of laundry detergent.

    The basketball uniform fits well on boys, but it fits He Yihan's body, but it's a bit loose.

    She is not short, 1.73 meters tall, but she is not like other little girls who wear a basketball uniform like a skirt.

    He Yihan directly brought a set of white tight-fitting sportswear from home, and then put the white jersey on outside.

    The baggy clothes hung straight to the middle of her thighs.

    Just at the stage of preparation, He Yihan casually removed the ponytail and tied it up again.

    She casually bit off a corner of the black simple headband that was removed, and put her hands around her hair, quietly tying it into a high ponytail.

    It was just such a simple movement, but He Yihan created a chic atmosphere.

    She had just tied up her hair when a circle fell on her head.

    It feels like a towel, but it is a circle.

    She took off the circle reflexively, and what she saw was a hair tie.

    He Yihan raised his eyes, and saw that Wen Wangzhou had just withdrawn his hand.

    And the headband that had just been worn on his forehead had disappeared, and the broken black hair hung down next to his cheeks again.

    "On your side, there are broken hairs."

    He stretched out his finger, and pointed to the broken hair on He Yihan's cheek.

    He Yihan's shattered hair was a little long, hanging straight to the cheekbones, and swaying left and right on both sides of his cheeks with his movements.

    The ponytail is too far away, and there is no way to tie all the broken hair into it, so there will be such hair that is not long enough and not short at all, hanging on the side. If you run, it is easy to pierce your eyes and affect your performance.  .

    Although, He Yihan didn't know what he was going to do.

    Hu Qi saw it from the side, and shook his head, feeling that Wen Wangzhou was overwhelmed.

      Sister Han never uses other people's things, especially boys' things.

    Hu Qizheng still remembered that when they skipped class together before, Sister Han wore a little less, and a buddy next to him who brought an extra coat wanted to lend his unworn coat to Sister Han.

    Even if she didn't wear it, she was rejected by Sister Han.

    The reason is that

    A smell of masculinity.

    Even if I freeze to death, I don't want to wear such a coat.

    The other boys who were walking together at that time burst into laughter, and ran over one after another to try to smell what a smelly man smells like.

    But that buddy is really nice, he doesn't smoke or drink, and his clothes were just washed today before he brought them out.

    Hu Qizheng and the others could only smell a smell of washing powder. Where is the smell of a stinky man?

    After that, everyone acquiesced to a fact.

    He Yihan doesn't like to use boys' things, purely for psychological reasons.

    Just when Hu Qi was sighing in his heart, and was about to look away, he saw He Yihan's movements paused, and he actually put on the headband directly.

    The white headband was worn at the junction of her forehead and hairline. Because of the headband, all her broken hair was forced away from her cheeks, forming a beautiful arc in the air.

    The somewhat thick headband made He Yihan's head and face extremely small, and his whole body was as handsome as a sporty doll.

    This this

    Hu Qizheng froze instantly.

    His first reaction was, doesn't Wen Wangzhou smell like a man?

    He Yihan accepted Wen Wangzhou's headband, even she did not expect that she would not object to the hairband just taken off Wen Wangzhou's head.

    Dry hair band, pure white color, brand new as if it is new, and can smell a faint aroma of saponins.

    She doesn't hate the smell.

    And the main thing is, the broken hair is beside it, and it is too itchy when it is blown by the wind.

    Seeing this, the sports committee member next to him hurried over with his extra hair band.

    "Wen Wangzhou, you can use mine."

    After all, those who can become a sports committee member are really passionate about sports.

    He is a frequent visitor on the basketball court, not only hair bands, but even basketball uniforms, he has backups in the locker room.

    Wen Wangzhou glanced at the enthusiastic smile of the sports committee member, but did not extend his hand.

    "Thank you, it doesn't matter if I don't need it."

    The boy's voice was rare and quiet, like gurgling cold water, pure and crisp.

    Sports Committee:

    Woohoo, he is disgusted!

    [The author has something to say]

    I don't care, chapter numbers like 888, I'm going to make a fuss~ (remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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