Jiuzhu Diary: The basketball court in the third year of junior high school and the basketball court in the senior year of high school seemed to be the same but different, but they were both him.
Zhou Cheng performed a set of moves on the basketball court smoothly. He wiped his mouth casually, scratched his wet hair, and said with a smile: "She... Is a ball head?" Looking around, he saw a cute-looking person with side bangs and curved eyes... Combed with a ball head...
Concept: The secret love of youth literature is really worth remembering
