Zayla was a little puzzled.

She thought, ‘What is he doing carrying me back to the dormitory?’

Seeing Lincoln, the dormitory manager said with a smile, “Is the game over?”

“Yes.” Lincoln nodded.

“Won?”

“A draw.” This unending game was naturally a draw.

The dormitory manager was confused.

He thought, ‘It is the first time I heard that there is a draw in a basketball game.

Even if the game ended in four sections, there should be an overtime game!’

Just like that, Lincoln carried Zayla into the elevator in front of the dormitory manager.

Lincoln swiped his card and pressed the button of twelfth floor. The elevator slowly ascended.

After entering twelfth floor, Lincoln held Zayla and swiped his card to enter the room.

Then, the door closed.

Lincoln put Zayla on the side of the bed.

Then, he took his clothes and prepared to walk toward the bathroom.

Seeing this, Zayla immediately got up and hugged Lincoln from behind.

“Lincoln…”

“Let me go.”

shook her head

“I am sweaty. I need

then let go of her hand little by

head and said, “I know you’re angry

Lincoln stopped.

Just a second!

front of Zayla, Lincoln took off his jersey, threw it on

closer to Zayla’s ear. He

didn’t let you see him. So, you are angry

said I am

embrace, and said

like me, a

at

pouted and said, “Well, if you don’t want me to coax you, forget

Yes, I want

‘How can

the initiative to hook his neck, and

wanted to let go of Lincoln, her body was

“Um?”

opportunity, Lincoln couldn’t let it go

for

that she couldn’t

She wanted to stop.

Lincoln didn’t mean to let her

let her sit on the table. So that Zayla

didn’t know how long it

making

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