My daily love life with my cute girlfriend

"Hahaha—"

After five or six seconds of silence, Zhao Wenhao burst into laughter, his face full of mockery. "You? Shave my head bald?"

"You should take a look in the mirror. It's hilarious!"

"If you find it so funny, then keep laughing."

Ye Fan's response was utterly calm, not taking Zhao Wenhao's sarcasm to heart at all.

In his previous life, as the boss of a company worth hundreds of millions, he had seen all sorts of scenes.

The current dispute was nothing but child's play.

Would an elephant react to the insults of an ant?

Well... he was considered a young elephant now!

"Pfft!"

Luo Yumeng leaned close to Ning Xi, her eyes shining. "Xiao Xi, don't you think Ye Fan is very handsome?"

"He's quite an interesting person."

Ning Xi smiled gently and gave her an assessment.

"You..."

Zhao Wenhao's face flushed red, feeling like he had punched cotton with all his might. This feeling made him so frustrated that he almost vomited blood.

"Me?"

Ye Fan turned to stand next to Ning Xi and smiled faintly. "Xiao Xi and I will be a team, and we'll play against the three of you."

As he said that, he touched his hair. "Be careful, I might shave your head bald."

"That..."

Hearing this, Ning Xi panicked and waved her hands in the air. "Ye Fan, I... I don't know how to play basketball, you..."

"It's okay, you just stand aside and watch."

Ye Fan didn't give Ning Xi a chance to refuse. He leaned down slightly, getting closer to her earlobe, and smelled the faint fragrance on her body. He felt an unprecedented sense of peace.

This feeling was so good...

If possible, he wished it could last a lifetime!

Ning Xi was startled by Ye Fan's sudden action and took two steps back, her face burning hot. Her nervousness made her stutter, "Really... okay? I... I feel like I'll hold you back."

"No, you won't."

Ye Fan shook his head and reassured her, "When I say you won't, you won't."

Off the court, many boys noticed what was happening. Although they didn't know what had happened, they all saw Ye Fan whispering into Ning Xi's ear.

"Damn, this Ye Fan is quite daring, huh?"

"He dares to flirt with Ning Xi on his first day?"

"He's our role model!"

"This kid is finished! Look at Zhao Wenhao's expression, tsk tsk, so scary!"

"He's handsome, tall, a good student and even his flirting skills are top-notch. Why do I have to be in the same class as such a monster?"

A few meters away, Zhao Wenhao clenched his fists tightly, his eyes spitting fire. He was about to explode.

These discussions reached his ears, so harshly...

All the boys in Class 2 knew that he liked Ning Xi, but this newcomer dared to be intimate with her in front of the class. Wasn't this slapping him in the face in public?

If he didn't take revenge for this, how could he still hold his head high in Class 2?

"Fine!"

Zhao Wenhao gritted his teeth. "We'll do as you say. Zhao Wenhao, Luo Yumeng, and I will be a team. No points, the first to score five goals wins!"

"No problem."

Ye Fan nodded. As for the rules of the game, he didn't care.

Because he couldn't lose!

In his previous life, basketball had been his companion for more than ten years. If he lost to a greenhorn like Zhao Wenhao, he might as well kill himself by smashing his head against a tofu.

"Hold on."

Zhao Wenhao's eyes were vicious as he said coldly, "Since it's a competition, then naturally there should be a punishment for the loser."

"Oh?"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows. "Tell me, what's the punishment?"

"Simple!"

Zhao Wenhao's eyes lit up, and he shouted, "If you lose, you'll run three laps around the field while shouting, 'I'm a good-for-nothing!'"

"Ye Fan, don't bet with him!"

"Zhao Wenhao, you're going too far!"

Ning Xi and Luo Yumeng both spoke up. In their opinion, this bet was simply an insult.

Even Su Ke couldn't help but persuade him, "Zhao Wenhao, we're all classmates, we see each other daily, are you crazy?"

Zhao Wenhao ignored the three girls' words and stared at Ye Fan. "Do you dare to bet?"

Ye Fan gave Ning Xi a reassuring gesture and glanced at Zhao Wenhao with interest, a playful smile on his face. "And what if you lose?"

"Me?"

Zhao Wenhao laughed wildly. "How could I possibly lose? Do you think you can beat me?"

"Well, I can beat you."

Ye Fan said calmly, "So if you lose, you have to do the same thing."

At this time, many boys from Class 2 had already gathered around the basketball court. After hearing the bet, they looked at Ye Fan with a hint of pity in their eyes.

"What is this Ye Fan thinking?"

"I mean, Zhao Wenhao is the captain of the school basketball team, his skills are obvious, isn't this asking for trouble?"

"It's over, this newcomer is going to embarrass himself!"

...

Zhao Wenhao had completely lost his patience. All he wanted to do now was to teach this arrogant guy a lesson in front of everyone. "Cut the crap, let's go!"

After saying that, he picked up the basketball from the ground and threw it to Ye Fan. "Don't say I'm bullying you, you get the ball first."

The basketball flew towards Ye Fan's face at high speed. It was obvious that Zhao Wenhao wanted to humiliate him in public. However, the next second, something happened that disappointed him.

Ye Fan stretched out his right hand unhurriedly and caught the basketball steadily. He said lightly, "Don't use this as an excuse when you lose."

Turning around, he said to Ning Xi, who was still in a daze, in a gentle voice, "Xiao Xi, you just watch from the side."

Ning Xi's mouth opened slightly, wanting to say something, but not knowing what to say.

Especially when she heard the address "Xiao Xi," a faint blush crept up her cheeks.

This Ye Fan...

She had clearly reminded him, why was he still calling her that.

While Ning Xi was lost in thought, Su Ke took her hand and walked to the center line, sighing helplessly. "Xiao Xi, I think it's better if we just watch this game quietly."

To be honest, Su Ke was already regretting helping Zhao Wenhao just now.

Otherwise, the current situation wouldn't have happened. What a mess!

Luo Yumeng hesitated for a moment and also walked over to them.

At this point, only Ye Fan and Zhao Wenhao were left on the court. Unknowingly, it had become a one-on-one match.

Ye Fan casually bounced the basketball with his right hand. "Ready?"

"Let's go!"

Zhao Wenhao shouted and charged at Ye Fan, his target was the basketball in Ye Fan's hand.

His goal was simple, to give him a show of force, to let Ye Fan know how good he was.

Facing Zhao Wenhao's aggressive charge, Ye Fan shook his head slightly, his lips moving slightly. "Naive!"

He stood still and didn't move. When Zhao Wenhao was less than three meters away from him, he jumped up from his spot.

Was he going to dunk directly?

Such an action caused a burst of exclamations.

"Holy shit!"

"He can't possibly make it!"

"How dare he?!"

"Showing off in front of an expert..."

"Bro, where's your knife?"

...

"Swish—"

The ball went through the net without touching the rim.

Just as everyone was discussing animatedly, the ball went in!

In an instant, it was as if everyone had a fishbone stuck in their throats, unable to utter a word.

The discussions came to an abrupt end, and everyone's mouths were wide open enough to fit an egg.

How did he make that???

The position Ye Fan was in just now was at least two meters away from the three-point line. At such a distance, logically speaking, the ball couldn't go in.

But...

It went in!

The three girls near the center line all covered their mouths in unison.

"It... it went in?"

"So cool!"

...

A smile curved Ye Fan's lips, and he muttered to himself, "Oh? It seems my touch is still pretty good."

There was no complacency, no surprise.

From beginning to end, he was calm as water.

Zhao Wenhao's hand froze in mid-air, less than half a meter away from Ye Fan, but this half meter was like an insurmountable chasm.

He faced the basket, looking at the basketball that was still bouncing on the ground, his face slightly pale.

Did he make it from that distance? Was he that lucky?

"So what if I let you have one goal? I don't believe your luck can be this good all the time!"

Zhao Wenhao attributed this goal to luck and snorted coldly. He walked to the basket to pick up the ball. "It's my turn to attack now!"

"Come on."

Ye Fan stood at the free throw line, looking lazily at Zhao Wenhao a few meters away, showing no intention of defending at all.

"Wow, so handsome!"

"So cool."

"I can't take it anymore, Ye Fan, I love you!"

Off the court, several girls from Class 2 shouted excitedly, their eyes sparkling with admiration.

Zhao Wenhao cursed under his breath. "Damn it!"

Damn, this guy was showing off again!

He took a deep breath, dribbled the ball smoothly, and suddenly increased his speed. In the blink of an eye, he broke through Ye Fan's defense and charged towards the basket.

Well...

Okay, Ye Fan didn't defend at all. He didn't move from his spot, letting Zhao Wenhao run past him.

"Trash!"

Zhao Wenhao's face was full of disdain. Looking at the basket that was close at hand, a thought suddenly popped into his head. As soon as the thought appeared, it became uncontrollable.

That's what I'll do!

Two meters away from the basket, Zhao Wenhao jumped high and flew towards the basket with his momentum.

Was he going to... dunk?