Chapter 292： Ah oh! Forget that Noble can't bless you casually

Gu Nuo'er took the lead in shouting, giving courage to those girls who wanted to cheer on Ye Siming but didn't dare!

They all echoed the voice of the princess, and they were louder than ever!

In the end, it became Gu Nuo'er's milky voice shouting: "Yesiming!"

The rest of the ladies immediately answered: "Win!"

The scene is like the drums beat during the war, very rhythmic.

Ye Siming took time to turn his head and looked at the stage.

Gu Nuo'er's small figure is like a little butterfly in spring, with infinite vitality, standing there with a red banner.

Ye Siming slowed down, raised his thin lips, and smiled at Gu Nuoer.

Jiang Xiaoran looked shocked: "Si Ming be careful!"

Yesiming didn't look back, but turned his head slightly, avoiding the ball he just kicked.

The other party knew that Ye Siming was difficult to deal with and wanted to hurt him with the ball.

I didn't expect that Ye Siming would be able to avoid it when he was distracted.

People on the field:…

At the other side of the stand, the girls, led by Gu Nuoer, gave out more supportive voices.

Someone even said-

"He laughed just now, right?! It's really strange, Young Master Ye can laugh!"

"He must be smiling at me! He is looking at me!"

"Less smug, who does he know you?!"

Ye Siming glanced at Gu Nuoer.

Agree to eat candy, he will win.

I just don’t know if the little thing is shouting so loudly, do I have a sore throat later?

Ye Siming thought so, turned around and continued to participate in the competition.

What everyone did not expect was that since the girls in the stands cheered Ye Siming in full swing.

The red team has been unable to score.

Or, when the ball reaches the red square, it becomes extremely slippery and runs around.

When you reach the feet of Ye Siming, you will be obedient!

The blue team represented by Ye Siming was far ahead.

Gu Nuo'er opened her moist eyes and looked engrossed.

Seeing this situation, she probably thought of something.

The little hand slammed his mouth and blinked his long eyelashes innocently: "Ah! Forget that Noble can't bless you casually..."

Is it fair?

The little guy was sweating, his little hands scratched his fleshy cheeks, feeling distressed.

And Song Youqing behind her, seeing her brother lost several times, felt even more bizarre!

Her brother is so quick that he can't catch a ball.

She looked at Gu Nuoer in front.

Could it be that the encouragement of the little princess affected her brother's performance? !

Song Youqing thought about it for a moment, and was absolutely certain that this must be the case.

She immediately clapped the table and asked her maid to get a piece of red silk.

Write on it: Song Qiyuan, the best!

Then Song Youqing grabbed the red silk and ran to Gu Nuo'er with her friends, cheering Song Qiyuan like a roar!

Not to be outdone, Gu Nuoer led the rest of the girls and shouted that Ye Siming would win.

On the court, Ye Siming dribbled the ball, and Song Qiyuan blocked him.

The two are a few years apart, but Ye Siming is as tall as Song Qiyuan.

His eyes were cold and sharp.

Song Qiyuan was also cold and stood in front of him.

The two refused to give in to each other, and there was a loud cry from the stands.

Jiang Xiaoran stood silently beside him, panting heavily.

He scratched his head.

From the beginning to the present, Ye Siming scored 13 goals by himself.

These teammates are basically useless.

Jiang Xiaoran even thought that Ye Siming could deal with Song Qiyuan and his entire team alone.

He worked so hard today, he used to play casually.