When Reese's fingers gently embedded in Nie Chuan's hair and slowly teased it, Nie Chuan suddenly felt that Reese chatting with others via text messages was not a big deal. He was making a big fuss.

The last regular season game before Christmas was over. Coach Gordon specially replaced the main lineup, leaving only Carlo or Montenegro on the court to give other players enough on-site practice opportunities.

After the game, Reese returned to the dormitory to pack his luggage. He was a very organized person. Nie Chuan looked at his neatly packed suitcase and suddenly admired him. For Nie Chuan, being able to pack everything he wanted to take home into the suitcase was already very good.

"Should I return your coat to you?" Nie Chuan grabbed his coat by the collar. In fact, he didn't want to return the coat to Reese at all.

Come to think of it, he and Reese had never been apart for such a long time since they had been together.

"No need, give it back to me. Whose coat do you want to wear?" Reese raised his head and asked Nie Chuan.

Nie Chuan laughed. He didn't tell Reese that when he put on the coat and smelled Reese's scent, he felt very happy for the whole day.

"Ah, it's snowing." Reese turned his head to look out the window.

"Yeah!" Nie Chuan came to the window sill with his pockets in his hands. Just as he stuck his head out to look, the brother upstairs happened to open the window. The snow on the window sill fell down and covered Nie Chuan's neck. "Oh my god!"

He quickly retracted his head and reads;.

Reese's hand reached between Nie Chuan's neck and patted the snow out for him. His fingers were very warm, and the snow was easily cut through. Nie Chuan yelled and quickly took off his coat. Reese grabbed the napkin on the bedside and reached into Nie Chuan's collar.

"What time is your flight?" Nie Chuan asked.

"The flight leaves in three hours. I'll be out in half an hour."

"I'll take you there!"

"No need. If you go and see me off, you'll definitely take the wrong subway station on your way back."

"Hey! I'm not that stupid!"

"Well, I'm afraid I'll just keep kissing you in the airport until I miss my plane."

Reese's voice was light, and it didn't sound like he was joking at all.

"I reluctantly accept that reason."

The snow water that had fallen into his collar was finally cleaned up. As soon as Nie Chuan straightened up, Reese pulled him over and sat him on his lap.

Reese raised his head: "Just kiss me for half an hour."

"Kissing for half an hour? You'll die!"

"Really? Then let's see if you can die."

Reese raised his hand and directly pressed Nie Chuan's head down. This kiss was not impatient, Reese was very patient, he slowly slid across Nie Chuan's mouth, licking his tongue and lips, in less than a minute, Nie Chuan felt it, he wanted to leave Reese's arms but was held back by the other party.

"Can't you just be nice once in a while?" Reese asked.

"I...I..." Nie Chuan's face turned red.

Reese's nose was against Nie Chuan's chin. He lowered his eyes to take a look, then smiled: "You are so cute because of this."

The word "cute" has always been a sore spot for Nie Chuan. He pushed Reese away, but Reese kissed his chin. The force of his sucking was like a beast biting its prey, sucking Nie Chuan's jaw tightly, forcing him to lean towards Reese.

"I'll help you with it." Reese smiled and bent down.

"Hey! Didn't you say you'd be out in half an hour? I can go to the bathroom by myself..."

Although Nie Chuan spoke confidently, his ears were already red.

Reese smiled calmly, stood up, pressed Nie Chuan to sit on the bed, and then half-knelt down: "It's okay, based on my experience, you will be out in less than half an hour."

"Hey - stop looking down on me!"

"Remember the feeling I gave you. No one else can give you that."

Nie Chuan will never forget the feeling of not caring even though the whole world was crumbling and collapsing before his eyes.

When I left, Reese stood at the door dragging his suitcase and said, "If you don't want to go to New York with me for Christmas now, don't come to me suddenly."

"Don't worry, I won't do that!" Nie Chuan said in a very affirmative tone.

Reese is always so narcissistic, I will never let him succeed!

Reese waved and turned away.

The room suddenly became very empty, and I felt very lonely sitting alone on the two beds pushed together.

"Why do you have to push the beds together? You know I like to sleep leaning against the bed, but now I have to crawl for a long time to go to the bathroom!" Nie Chuan said sullenly.

Nie Chuan, who had originally planned to return home tomorrow, simply packed up his suitcase and went home.

As soon as Nie Chuan dragged the suitcase to the station, he heard a whistle and two girls drove up beside him.

"Hey! You're Alan from the basketball team, right? Do you want us to give you a ride?"

Nie Chuan looked at the back seat of their car, which was already filled with suitcases, so he automatically concluded that they were joking with him: "Even if I want to ride in your car, there is no seat left!"

"We have special seats for handsome guys." The girl sitting in the passenger seat winked at Nie Chuan.

"Special seats?"

The other person patted his legs and said with a smile: "Here."

Only then did Nie Chuan realize that he was being teased, but of course the other party should have no ill intentions.

"I'm sorry, there's no room for my legs in that seat." Nie Chuan smiled gracefully and continued to move forward with the suitcase.

The girl who made the joke blushed and whispered to the girl next to her: "I kind of like him, what should I do? Besides, his legs are really long, and he looks very sexy in a windbreaker."

"You really want to take all his clothes off, don't you?"

They chatted like this while driving slowly. Although it was more of a joke, Nie Chuan's face really turned red. He quickened his pace and came to the station. After getting on the car, the two girls showed regretful expressions.

"Ah...I really shouldn't have brought so many things home, otherwise I could have asked him to get in the car!"

"It doesn't matter. There will be a game after school starts. We can go watch his game!"

"Oh, that's right! Then we'll be able to see his legs clearly!"

This reminded Nie Chuan of Reese's warning. Fortunately, Reese didn't know about this, otherwise he would have been more certain that Nie Chuan should be taken to New York.

There is nothing special about Christmas for Nie Chuan, except that it is an excuse for shopping malls to offer discounts, there are Christmas trees with decorations everywhere, and the music of "Jingle Bells" fills the streets.

But when Nie Chuan looked at those couples holding hands and hugging each other, he would think of Reese's warmth.

He suddenly felt a little regretful, why didn't he agree to go to New York with him. There were no schoolmates in that place, and they could walk freely on the street holding hands.

At this time, Nie Chuan's mother shouted: "Xiao Chuan! A classmate is here to see you!"

"Classmate? Who?"

"I don't know, a very handsome blue-eyed boy reads;!"

Could it be that Reese is back?

Although he knew it was impossible, Nie Chuan still quickly came to the living room. He saw a boy wearing a short coat and a woolen hat.

When the other party turned around, Nie Chuan was dumbfounded: "Larven? Why are you here!"

"Are you so surprised because I'm in this city or because I was able to find your house?"

"Both..."

"I'm in this city because my home is here. I was able to find you because I called your coach."

"You called Coach Gordon?" Nie Chuan opened his eyes wide.

"Because I called Reese at first, but the guy just said coldly, 'You can find him if you search the whole city.' Given his uncooperative attitude, I had to ask Coach Gordon."

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Nie Chuan asked.

"What's the matter? Christmas is so boring, no games, no regular training. Do you want to gain weight for two weeks? You are the only one I know in this city who can practice with me." Larven had an expression that said, 'I chose you reluctantly.'

If I play basketball with LaVine, I should be able to forget about Reese for a while!

"Okay! Let's go!"

Nie Chuan grabbed the scarf and followed Larven out.

Although Larven did not attend college here, he is a local expert and even found an indoor basketball court so that they don't have to clear snow or worry about slipping.

LaVine played basketball with Nie Chuan for nearly three hours. LaVine's explosiveness and speed made Nie Chuan feel pressured but also refreshed. Reese's style of play was sharp and full of tension, while LaVine's style was more casual and unrestrained, with less predictability.

At the beginning, there were still many people playing basketball in the hall, but later they were all attracted by the match between Nie Chuan and LaVine.

The two fought until they were really tired, and then they started to pack up.

Nie Chuan took out his cell phone and found that he had three missed calls, all from Reese.

Larven leaned over to take a look: "Oh my God, he called you during Christmas break?"

"Well... maybe he left something in the dormitory, haha..."

Nie Chuan quickly called back.

"I was just playing basketball with LaVine and didn't hear my phone ring."

"You play basketball with Larvin?" Reese's voice sounded a little low.

"This... is not possible?" Nie Chuan glanced at Larven who was packing his things.

"sure."

"Yeah, it's a rare opportunity to practice with an opponent of your level! We just studied Seton's playing style together. This guy also seems to have a lot of opinions about Seton, and he has been studying it for a long time!"

"Well, reads;."

Reese responded softly, and Nie Chuan could hear the sound of classical music coming from the other end of the phone.

"Are you at the banquet?" Nie Chuan asked.

"Yes. It's a very boring party. If you were here, I wouldn't be so bored."

Nie Chuan smiled, and the two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

Larven crossed his arms and looked at Nie Chuan with amusement: "I say... I never thought that Reese Reddington would be able to talk to someone on the phone for more than thirty seconds one day."

"Haha... We are roommates!" Nie Chuan scratched the back of his head.

"He's probably busy attending a dinner party for New York's upper class right now," Larven said with a smile.

"you know?"

"How could I not know? Reese's father is a famous lawyer, and he knows congressmen, entrepreneurs and the like. Don't be fooled by Reese's cold appearance. He has a pretty face since he was a child. Many girls like him. Plus, he has an elite face... you know..."

Nie Chuan shook his head: "I don't understand..."

"Okay..." Larven spread his hands. "For Reese's father James, Reese is also a part of his social life. Such an outstanding son can be recommended to any celebrity daughter to build a closer relationship. And among James' clients, there are many who like Reese."

Larven was not happy with this practice of "selling his son".

Nie Chuan felt very uncomfortable.

Although he knew that Elis would definitely not accept any arrangements made by his father due to his cold attitude, Nie Chuan felt as if his heart was choked and he was extremely unhappy.

The first week of Christmas has passed, and Nie Chuan, Zhou Bin, and Mao Xian have a small gathering.

The three of them sat around the hot pot, and Zhou Bin gave Nie Chuan a small box for the first time.

"Surprise——"

Nie Chuan opened the box suspiciously, and inside was something that looked like hand cream. Nie Chuan frowned and studied it for a while, and found that the picture printed on it was a bit embarrassing. Looking at the English label, Nie Chuan wanted to bury his face in the hot pot.

"You...why did you give this to me!"

Mao Xian also reached out to take it and have a look, but was hit back by Zhou Bin.

"To save you some pain! This is for both men and women!"

"I... I can't use it! If it doesn't matter whether it's a man or a woman, you can use it yourself!" Nie Chuan pushed the thing back to Zhou Bin.

"It looks like hand cream!" Mao Xian was about to take it, but Zhou Bin opened his hand again.

Zhou Bin turned his head and looked at Nie Chuan's expression. He was a little surprised, but he held back and didn't ask: "You'd better keep it. Otherwise, it will definitely crack."

"What? Where is it torn?" Maoxian asked.

"In such a cold day, of course your hands will crack if you don't apply hand cream!" Zhou Bin glanced at the wool.