Chapter 31 Basketball Game

Kou Xiang looked up the information for most of the night but couldn't figure out the principle. He saw that her chest was still flat in the afternoon, but it swelled again in the evening.

She didn't give him a clear answer either. He was really curious! Madam was fucking curious!

Finally, for this question, Kou Xiang decided to ask for help from Shizuo, the only female friend on WeChat.

"Brother, ask a question."

"explain."

"Why do women's breasts get bigger and smaller?"

"Go to treat if you are sick."

“…”

Kou Xiang roughly described what happened today. After hearing this, Shi Xu immediately understood: "Your Xiao Zhier usually wears sports bras most of the time."

Kou Xiang's face turned red: "How do I know about this kind of thing?"

"You'll know if you go and check out her clothes rails. It shouldn't be difficult to tell if you exercise more or have steel support."

"Don't go."

Too stingy!

Unexpectedly, Shizuo said to him solemnly: "Little Zhier is quite shy. I see that her breasts are not wearing underwear well. Her breasts with cups must be worn with underwear that can be supported by steel support. It's nothing to be young now, but it will be miserable in the future!"

Kou Xiang:...

"You'd better persuade her."

Kou Xiang: "It's better for you girls to speak up like this."

Shizuo smiled: "Idiot, she didn't know that sports underwear is not good for her health. Since she knew about it, she still did it, why."

Kou Xiang said lightly: "How do I know?"

"So you feel inferior." Shizu said relaxedly: "It's hard for girls to solve this kind of thing."

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Yang Zhi found that Kou Xiang was a little strange recently. He was always absent-minded when tutoring. He always wanted to speak but stopped looking at her, lingering in the garden, looking up from time to time, not knowing what was thinking about in his mind.

On the eve of the basketball game, the guy stood at the door and smoked three cigarettes, and finally couldn't help knocking on Yang Zhi's door. Yang Zhi tried on the la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la

Kou Xiang remembered Shi Xu's words in his mind.

self-abasement.

"Go to the court tomorrow." He looked at the ceiling: "Are you nervous?"

Yang Zhi:...

With a smell of smoke, I walked around the door several times before coming over to chat?

"I have practiced many times, so I'm not nervous." Yang Zhi pulled his clothes: "It's just that the clothes are a little tight."

His eyes moved down and he saw that her chest seemed to be pressed down again. His brain suddenly felt hot and his heart was anxious: "Don't wear it."

Yang Zhi was stunned for a moment, clenched his chest with a fist, and said with a smile: "Let's find fault, right?"

She was about to close the door, but Kou Xiang pressed the eaves of the door: "I'm serious, don't wear that anymore, that's not good."

His expression was unprecedentedly serious. He had become a habit of being cynical. Once he became serious, he would always exude some unspeakable... fatal charm.

that…

Yang Zhi reacted for a long time. When she realized what Kou Xiang was saying, her mind suddenly "buzzed" and her little face turned red: "Rogue!"

She was anxious and angry, and closed the door hard and locked him outside.

Outside the door, someone walked over and walked back, as if he had been brewing for a long time, and he kept his throat down and said to the door: "Those annoying guys have not grown up yet, but I know, there is no need to be that way."

He blushed and said four words to the closed door: "You look pretty."

He ran away after he said that, and Yang Zhi seemed to hear the sound of a chair being knocked down.

So stupid.

She sat beside the bed, looking down at her breasts that were squeezed and fixed, and her heart was mixed. Although Kou Xiang said something obscurely, she still understood what he meant without any affection. He was just worried about her.

Yang Zhi also knew that doing this would not bring good breast development, but she was afraid that the boy would give her meaningful gaze. Even now, because her relationship with Kou Xiang is getting closer, the boys in the class no longer have any irregular actions towards her, but she still can't get through her own obstacles.

She looked down at the pair of little rabbits. They were lying quietly on their chests, squeezed by elastic breasts, which was quite aggrieved.

Even Kou Xiang was wronged for them.

Yang Zhi touched them, took off his breasts, and they immediately popped out, as if they had regained their vitality. In fact, she felt very uncomfortable. She didn't hate her body. Whenever late at night came, she felt a certain swelling feeling in her sleep, just like buds trying hard to expand their petals and emit a rich fragrance. She shouldn't be embarrassed, she is growing up.

Growing up means freedom, and being able to escape from the constraints of the family and do more of what you want to do.

She should not be ashamed of her imminent maturity.

The next morning, Kou Xiang did not leave, waiting for her to go to school together. He skillfully took the schoolbag on her shoulder and hung it on his shoulder.

His eyes only stayed in her chest for a moment before moving away, but he could tell that he breathed a sigh of relief.

When Yang Zhi got up this morning, he had been struggling for a long time, but in the end he still didn't wear sports underwear. She was wearing a bra with a ploppy steel ring, holding up a pair of rabbits high, straight and proud.

Yang Zhi noticed that Kou Xiang seemed to be in a very good mood today. He talked a lot along the way. He held the basketball in front of her and played in a fancy way. He turned the basketball with his fingertips, saying that he could go to the classroom in one breath.

Yang Zhi laughed at him, looking so stupid.

The two of them went to the classroom casually and chatted and laughed. He casually patted her back with his hand and used a little force.

Yang Zhi felt his warm palm and the solid force. She was slightly shocked and suddenly knew what he meant.

He wanted her to straighten her chest.

Yang Zhi paused, but after all, he was still worried and was a little further away from him.

The basketball game started in the afternoon and the basketball court started at noon, and people were filled with people one after another. The girls in the locker room quickly changed into short skirts and T-shirts, and were full of youthful vitality everywhere. Yang Zhi searched for a long time but couldn't find his leggings.

"Did you see my leggings?" she turned around and asked the girls, who had just hung it on the hanger.

"I didn't see it." The girls put on their clothes and began to put on makeup and puff them up.

Song Mo asked her with concern: "Your leggings are gone?"

"Yes." Yang Zhi eagerly searched for his schoolbag: "I remember it was hung on the clothes hanger just now."

"Everyone, help me find it together." Song Mo said: "If you don't have leggings, you can't go on stage to dance, you will make a fool of yourself."

Several girls lazily searched on the clothes hanger and blamed her: "It's about to go on stage, Yang Zhi, you are so careless."

Of course, Yang Zhi was even more anxious. She had just gone to the bathroom and remembered clearly that she put her leggings together with her dress, but when she came back, the dress was still there, but the leggings disappeared.

The thing is left there and it won't really disappear unless someone takes it.

Yang Zhi looked at Song Mo. Song Mo helped her find leggings everywhere, and seemed quite anxious. Yang Zhi was not a lie detector, so it was difficult to tell the true and false expressions of others. She had no choice but to search around in the backstage.

"If you can't find it, you can't play." Song Mo said: "Otherwise, if you expose yourself, you will be really embarrassed."

Yang Zhi was also a little angry, as if he was angry, and said in a muffled voice: "You asked me to dance this cheerleading."

If you don't want her to play, why bother to pull her into the team? It's time to waste some time.

When Song Mo heard this, her face turned red: "What, do you think I took your leggings!"

"I didn't say that." Yang Zhi sat down at the dressing table, combed his hair, and tied his ponytail.

Song Mo looked angry, as if her breathing was not smooth. Yang Zhizhen was afraid that she would not be able to breathe, so she said, "My pants are put together with the clothes. No one takes them. It won't disappear in vain, but I didn't say it was you."

"But what you meant just now was clearly suspicion of Momo." Qiao Sixue walked up to defend Song Mo: "It's good that Momo is so enthusiastic about finding you, it's really a bad heart."

Song Mo said: "Forget Sixue, stop talking. Yang Zhi was also very anxious, so he said that. Now is not the time for a quarrel. The most urgent thing is to find a solution."

Qiao Sixue glanced at Yang Zhi: "If she is not afraid of exposing herself, she can go directly."

The lace skirt is the style of tennis skirts, with frills and very short, and it is easy to expose if you want to dance, so you have to wear leggings.

Song Mo said: "If it really doesn't work, I'll lend you my leggings, you can go."

Qiao Sixue quickly whispered: "How can this be done! Momo, you are our captain, how can we dance without you?"

"I recruited Yang Zhi into the team. If she couldn't get on the court at this time," Song Mo glanced at Yang Zhi with grievance: "Not only will she blame me, but I feel sorry for it."

The other girls in the cheerleaders couldn't stand it anymore and accused Yang Zhi of all, saying that she had lost her pants carelessly, but she still implicated Song Mo inability to play. Qiao Sixue said the most ugly thing, all the white lotus in the prosperous era came out.

Yang Zhi didn't know what the word meant. She lowered her head and let them blame her, without telling each other, and without saying a word.

It was over, and it was useless to say more, so she ran out of the door alone.

"Where are you going?"

"I'll buy a new pair of leggings." Yang Zhi didn't look back.

Qiao Sixue behind her smiled: "I'll be on the court in less than fifteen minutes, if you can come back."

"You don't have to wait for me." Yang Zhi stood by the door and gritted his teeth: "If I can't come back, you can just go on stage."

Qiao Sixue rolled her eyes: "It's weird if you can hurry up."
To be continued...