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

helplessly and said, “I am sweaty. I

then let go of her hand

said,

Lincoln stopped.

Just a second!

of Zayla, Lincoln took off his jersey, threw it on the ground,

Zayla’s ear. He said

“I saw Simon alone, and I didn’t let you see him. So,

I

raised her head from Lincoln’s embrace, and said with certainty, “You are just

a sugar mommy,

at

if you don’t want me to coax

Yes, I want

can I

took the initiative to hook

Lincoln, her

“Um?”

good opportunity, Lincoln couldn’t let it go so

Zayla for a very

felt that she

She wanted to stop.

didn’t mean to

Zayla up and let her sit on the table. So that Zayla

know how long

the chair, making

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