When Nie Chuan was watching intently, Reese hugged him from behind and kissed him on the cheek.

Nie Chuan felt itchy and hunched his shoulders.

The collar of his sportswear was already wide, so Reese simply pulled it gently, exposing his shoulders from the collar, and then bit it.

"Why don't you take a shower after the game?"

"It's okay, the sweat has dried. I'll go wash it later!" Nie Chuan's eyes were still fixed on the computer screen.

"I actually don't think Manning will be sent to follow Ewing," Reese said calmly.

"Huh?" Nie Chuan turned his head.

At that moment, Reese kissed him, his tongue moving in and out of his mouth, then lingering between his lips.

But Nie Chuan wanted to know the answer, so he always wanted to push Reese's tongue out. The more he did this, the tighter Reese entangled him. Even Reese's embrace became suggestive.

After a lot of effort, Reese let go of Nie Chuan and bit the tip of his nose.

"Tell me quickly, how do you think the UTJ coach will arrange that Manning?"

Nie Chuan always felt that Manning would cause more trouble to DK than small forward Jonathan and center Cook. After all, no matter how powerful small forward Jonathan was, he was still much more immature when facing Reese. No matter how powerful center Cook was, Nie Chuan believed that Montenegro would be even better. But Manning...he had too many possibilities.

"Do you really want to know what I think?" Reese lowered his eyes and leaned his lips towards Nie Chuan, but always kept a distance, stopping at a place where Nie Chuan could just feel his breath.

This guy is tempting me again.

Nie Chuan really wanted to raise his hand to cover his little heart.

"Yeah! Stop keeping me in suspense and tell me now!" Nie Chuan bumped the other person with his shoulder.

Reese let go of Nie Chuan, stood up, walked slowly to the bed, opened his arms and lay down.

His legs fell to the side of the bed, and he said in a voice that was icy but seemed to have thousands of threads spreading out: "Then you come and please me. If I feel comfortable, I will tell you the answer."

"Hey! You said we wouldn't do that if there was a competition!" Nie Chuan stood up with his hands on his hips in dissatisfaction.

But my mind couldn't help but recall how crazy and unrestrained they had been in their New York apartment during the Christmas holidays.

He swallowed.

"If you don't want to come, forget it. Anyway, you will know the answer when our match with UTJ starts in three days."

Reese was about to turn over, but Nie Chuan rushed over in two or three steps and pressed hard on Reese.

"Wait! Come on!"

Reese smiled and hugged Nie Chuan's waist: "I thought you would stand aside pretending to be reserved and wait for me to pull you over."

"Humph!" Nie Chuan suddenly thought of something, "Wait, I have to find that out!"

"What?" Reese didn't let go of him.

"It's... the thing you gave me before."

"What?"

"It's the thing with chocolate flavor..." Nie Chuan's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Actually, I don't need that thing." Reese looked at Nie Chuan and said in a calm voice.

"No need? I saw on the Internet that..."

"I don't intend to touch anyone else, and I won't tolerate anyone touching you. If that's the case, there's no need to take precautions."

Although Reese's words were very straightforward, Nie Chuan felt warm inside.

"Then isn't the thing you gave me wasted?"

"Keep it as a souvenir."

After saying that, Reese rolled over and pressed Nie Chuan down.

Nie Chuan thought that Reese would be reserved in the dormitory. In order to avoid being heard by the people in the next dormitory, Nie Chuan tried very hard not to make any sound, but the more he endured, the stronger Reese became, until Nie Chuan could not help but make a sound.

This time, Reese did it for a long time, but fortunately he didn't use any excessive postures.

When Reese covered Nie Chuan and hugged him while both of them were breathing hard, Reese told Nie Chuan: "Actually, there is no one in the next dormitory."

"Ah...you...how did you know?"

"They are all studying engineering, and today their professor organized a visit to a large engineering company."

"Why didn't you tell me!" Nie Chuan was very dissatisfied.

"Because you endured so hard, it's very tight, and I feel good." Reese said this without blinking.

Nie Chuan really wanted to record what he said so that his fans could know his true face!

"Then you can tell me now? How do you think the UTJ coach will assign Manning?" Nie Chuan sat up and asked.

Reese pulled Nie Chuan back into his arms, and seemed to be unsatisfied, kissing Nie Chuan on the cheek several more times: "I think Manning will be sent to keep an eye on you."

After two seconds of thinking, Nie Chuan was still surprised: "What? Staring at me? Why - I'm not the best scorer in the team!"

"But according to statistics, at least half of the points scored are inseparable from your assists. And your steal rate is the highest in the entire team except for me. And four-fifths of DK's fast breaks are initiated by you. Aren't these data enough? If we keep an eye on you, we can strangle DK by the throat."

Nie Chuan frowned: "So... am I so important?"

"Yes, you are very important. Without you, DK would not have the strength to compete for the championship. Your existence has changed the situation of DK."

There was a certain conviction in Reese's voice.

Nie Chuan paused and sighed helplessly: "Alas, if Ewing knew, he would definitely be sad. The other side didn't even send someone to watch over him, a sharpshooter from the outside."

Reese propped up his chin and lowered his eyes. The fingers of his other hand flicked Nie Chuan's eyelashes: "Being followed by a big and flexible man like Manning, you don't look nervous at all."

Nie Chuan smiled: "In fact, when Coach Gordon analyzed Manning's characteristics, I was wondering who else on our team has the speed to restrain Manning besides you. After thinking about it, it seems that only I am. If Manning is really sent to follow me, isn't this a good thing? If I pin Manning down, it will be easier for you to score. In addition, Carlo will cover Ewing, and he will ensure that Ewing scores on the outside."

"It's rare that you can be so conceited."

"This is not arrogance, this is sacrificing myself to serve the global team!" Nie Chuan had an expression that said "How great I am".

Moreover, he dared to challenge masters like Lavine and Owen, let alone Manning?

"Xiaochuan, let me ask you a question."

"What's the problem?" Nie Chuan felt it was rare to hear Reese ask a question.

"If that female fan who wrote your name on her chest seduced you, would you be unable to control yourself?"

Reese's voice sounded as casual as "Do you want to pour milk into the coffee?", but Nie Chuan became alert instantly.

"How is that possible! There are so many female fans who have your name written on their chests. Can you sleep with them all?"

Nie Chuan discovered that Reese sometimes got jealous, and he often didn't understand why he was jealous.

"Technically and physically, I can do it. But considering that the pleasure they all bring me can't exceed that of you, I won't do that," Reese replied.

Nie Chuan rolled his eyes toward the sky.

There were no classes or training the next morning, so Nie Chuan slept for a long time.

After waking up, Nie Chuan continued to study the game video. If Manning was really sent to watch him as Reese predicted, he had to be prepared in advance.

Through previous games, Nie Chuan carefully analyzed Manning's change of direction, defensive radius and even height.

When a game was over, he would close his eyes, lean back in his chair and simulate in his mind how he would break through if Manning was standing in front of him.

When he opened his eyes, he found Reese sitting at his computer desk, leaning against the back of the chair with his face turned sideways, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at him.

"Hey! Why don't you say anything when you sit here?" Nie Chuan pushed the other person's shoulder with his fist.

"I kind of regret it." Did Reese's words make Nie Chuan feel like he had missed something?

"What are you regretting?"

"I regret telling you that Manning might be sent to keep an eye on you. Now all you can think about is Manning."

Nie Chuan shook his head helplessly.

The match against UTL is crucial for DK.

Nie Chuan decided to conserve his energy, but he couldn't fall asleep while lying in bed.

On the other hand, Reese, as usual, was leaning against the head of the bed, reading the biography of a famous mathematician.

Nie Chuan turned sideways and bumped the other person with his knee: "Hey, I can't sleep!"

"It's only eight o'clock. If you can fall asleep, you'd be a god." Reese's eyes never left the book in his hand.

Nie Chuan stretched out his arm and took the phone, which was filled with text messages from friends. Zhou Bin and Mao Xian were still making no sense.

Zhou Bin: It doesn’t matter if we lose to UTL tomorrow. Mao Xian and I will treat you to a big dinner, shit-flavored chocolate!

Mao Xian: It doesn’t matter if you lose to UTL tomorrow. Da Bin and I will treat you to chocolate-flavored shit! It’s novel, isn’t it? You won’t want to lose after seeing it!

Nie Chuan's face was full of black lines. Just because of these two funny guys, he couldn't lose no matter what.

Lily also sent a message: If you win tomorrow, the entire cheerleading team will treat you to a chocolate milk bath.

Nie Chuan couldn't help but laugh. What the hell is a chocolate milk bath?

At this time, Reese, who was standing next to him, reached out his hand and rubbed Nie Chuan's head.

"Still can't sleep?"

"Yeah, I can't sleep." Nie Chuan threw away his phone, turned sideways and deliberately rubbed Reese's waist with his knee, "Why don't you play with me?"

"What to play?" Reese put the book in his hand aside.

Nie Chuan deliberately lifted up the quilt, pointed inside the quilt and said, "Help me!"

"Okay." Reese's lips curled up, "I can help you until you fall asleep. But if you can't break through Manning's defense tomorrow, don't blame me for biting it off tomorrow night."

Nie Chuan shuddered, this threat was really terrifying!

But Reese was really too powerful. Before ten o'clock, Nie Chuan was knocked unconscious by him and was snoring softly.

Reese grabbed the tissue on the bedside table and wiped the stuff off his own face while helping Nie Chuan clean it.

The next day's competition was in the morning. When Nie Chuan and Reese walked out of the dormitory door with their sports bags, many classmates had already woken up early and opened their doors to see them off.

They got on the bus and Ewing and Carlo sat together.

Ewing seemed very nervous and kept adjusting his breathing. Carlo nudged him with his elbow in a funny way: "I say... this is not your first time in the finals, why are you so useless?"

Ewing closed his eyes and ignored Carlo.

"Our combination will definitely be able to break through that Manning."

"I know I'm reliable, but how do I know if you're reliable?" Ewing asked back, turning his head sideways.

Carlo shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you don't get 15 points in this game, I'll lick your shoes!"

Montenegro, who was sitting on the other side of the aisle, said, “So, whether Ewing scores 15 points or not, you have to lick his shoes?”

"Montenegro, sleep more and talk less."

Listening to Carlo doing his best to comfort Ewing, Nie Chuan inexplicably no longer felt nervous.

When they arrived at the stadium, many fans who had not bought tickets were standing outside the stadium waiting for their arrival.

Nie Chuan exhaled, patted his chest, and said to himself: Nie Chuan, never lose your rhythm!

With previous experience, facing the noisy audience and the various sounds echoing in the stadium, Nie Chuan was much calmer than before.

He moved his joints to warm up before the game while listening to Coach Gordon's instructions.

"I have said everything that needs to be said. If UTL wants to compete with us in speed, then let them see clearly who is faster! If they want to play one-on-one tight defense, then let them see our individual strength! Of course, according to the tactics used by UTL before, we will respond with the 'triangle offense tactics'! Nie Chuan, the point guard's cut-in and cut-out are left to you! If the situation is not right, I hope you can make your own judgment on the court, mix defense and offense, and everyone should run to provide cover for teammates who can score! In short, we will not give up any chance to score!"

Coach Gordon's words made Nie Chuan feel the severity of this game.

When the DK basketball team walked into the court, the cheers were even louder than before.

What Nie Chuan didn't expect was that there were more than a dozen girls wearing white T-shirts with "Nie Chuan, you can go anywhere" written on their chests.

Carlo couldn't help but laugh at the scene: "Wow, I found that although we all have fan clubs, Nie Chuan's fan club is the most interesting!"