"You, what are you looking at?" Zhang Zilin asked subconsciously.

Chamberlain swallowed, his thick Adam's apple jumped up and down. He laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person..." After saying this, Zhang Zilin became even more alert, and Chamberlain was also depressed. This was too improper and he wanted to slap himself.

"I mean, Zilin, you know who I am." Chamberlain smiled, his eyes like hawk's eyes, and he was scanning Zhang Zilin's whole body wildly.

Zhang Zilin thought about it, slowly let go of her arms, and two faint blushings hung on her beautiful face, and whispered: "Well, actually, I don't hate you either. You are very good, but you are too young."

Chamberlain laughed twice, touched his nose and said tentatively: "Age is not a problem. I mean, your clothes are soaked, so you are sure it's okay to continue wearing it like this? It seems that we have to stay here for the time being. The rain cannot stop and no one is here, so we can't borrow the phone to notify our friends."

He looked out the car window and saw thick dark clouds piled up layer by layer, black clouds were surging the city, lightning and thunder. Although it was still evening, from the sky, it was already night.

The heating of the car was naturally broken. Zhang Zilin was wearing a sleeveless cheongsam. She rubbed her arms gently, but it was still cold.

Chamberlain was silent for a moment. Seeing Zhang Zilin's delicate body trembling slightly because of the cold, he grabbed her arms and pressed her hot palms against her delicate skin. He rubbed them gently, and the heat passed over, but Zhang Zilin shook even more violently.

Chamberlain took off his top T-shirt before getting off the car. The clothes were still there. He picked them up from the back seat and said, "You go to the back to change your clothes, take off your cheongsam, and put on my T-shirt."

Zhang Zilin whispered: "Thank you," she got out of the car and got into the back seat. Chamberlain listened to the sound of taking off his clothes, took a breath, and got out of the car and got into the back seat.

"It's not good, really, I like you very much, but it's not good for us, um..."

"Fuck it, okay? I'm just an ordinary person, I'm not a fucking saint - God, so beautiful..."

The cheongsam was almost torn off, then threw it on the front seat, followed by bright red underwear and a pair of jeans. After a thick breathing sound, a soft and soft whirlwind, and then the tight panting and low and powerful exhalation were intertwined, and the wide Land Rover Defender began to shake rhythmically

Yunjin cheongsam also swayed slightly, and the two pink peony flowers were shaking, as if they were shy eyes, silently staring at the men and women in the back seat of the car

The clouds waned and the rain stopped, and the Land Rover Defender finally stopped shaking, but there was still a sucking sound in the car.

"Stop sucking, hate it, I'll tell you not to get it inside, I'm not in the safe period."

"How could I control myself? How could I control myself at that time?"

"Bastard, how do you contraceptive?"

"Yu, I'm a man, how do I know how to contraceptive? Don't you know?"

"How do I know, this is the first time I'm a bastard, do you think I've been? I'm a hobby in modeling, and I never thought about becoming famous. I used to practice track and field, so I don't care about any unspoken rules..."

"I trust you……"

When Chamberlain walked into the stadium, Jackson was saying something in front of Blair and Gibson, frolicking and dancing. The two rookies were solemn and nodding constantly. Their expressions were very cooperative and sometimes shocked, sometimes admired, and sometimes envied.

"Good summer vacation, guys," Chamberlain shouted loudly and threw his backpack out. When Barnes looked up, he was knocked to the ground by the bag.

Barnes jumped up and yelled, "I'm going to kill you,"

Jackson turned his head and looked at Chamberlain. He was about to continue bragging to the rookies about his heroic past when he was a tramp. Then he seemed to suddenly think of something, and suddenly turned around and stared at Chamberlain. Then he burst into laughter and shouted, "The old man miscalculated. He also said he was working hard to train, go fucking, I bet he must have indulged in Houston. Look at his eyes and his muscles. I am an expert. Damn, this bastard has been singing at least every night for ten days, and he is still the kind of man who is eight times a night."

Chamberlain shouted: "Boss Jack, you can eat randomly, don't talk nonsense, don't spread rumors to me, I've been training hard, this is tired

Jackson sneered, "I'm a fucking rumors? Ha, I went to pimp when I debuted at the age of 14. You have seen this way too much. If you don't believe it, we will go to the locker room. You took off your pants and I'll prove it to you. Absolutely, you bastard, we work hard here to practice together, and you actually went to have a song every night?"

Chamberlain rushed over and put him on the ground, then curled up his arms and exposed his strong triceps, showing off: "Where are you singing every night? Look, how strong?"

Jackson kicked him down with scissors and legs. The two of them tangled and tore him. Barnes rushed forward with a strange cry. West shouted, "Stop it and help you, Ibaka, Curry and others smiled and joined the battle. Iverson and Hill looked at each other, shook their heads together and said, "Oh, old arms, old legs and old bones, I'll do it."

Old Nelson finally walked out and saw the group of people fighting together. He shook his head and waited aside, and asked in the chaos: "How are you studying?"

Chamberlain reversed Jackson's hands and knocked away Ibaka with his butt, and turned around and shouted: "No problem, H6, our championship this season has been decided, oh, have you heard of our training camp bet?"

Jackson became energetic and shouted to Old Nelson: "All the money he won in training camp went to eat, drink, gamble."

Gibson and Blair stood aside honestly, looking at the person who was climbing and fighting all over the ground, and couldn't help but rub their eyes hard: We're not mistaken, are we? This team is so weird.

After a fight, the group sat honestly next to the stadium. Old Nelson began to introduce the current league trend to them: "Our first two games of our preseason were held in China. Everyone should prepare well. The first game was in Shanghai, our opponent was the Rockets, and the second game was in Beijing. Our opponent was the Cavaliers - Damn, what's the nickname of LeBron James? What's going on? Do you know the reason?"

Chamberlain knew this reason and explained: "His abbreviation is in E Chinese, and the abbreviation of Old Beijing is the same."

Jackson asked curiously: "What about mine?"

Chamberlain looked at him with contempt, stood up and thrust his hips hard, and said, ", try hard."

Barnes suddenly laughed foolishly, Jackson kicked him, and the two started fighting again.

Old Nelson coughed and said, "Everything is quieter. Let's talk about the first two opponents in the playoffs first. Let's talk about the Rockets. The Houstonians' lineup has changed a lot. They signed rookie Zeiss Badinger in the summer and gave him a four-year contract of nearly 4 million. In addition, they found a substitute for Yao Ming, Australian power forward, Anderson."

Anderson is 2 years old and 6 feet 1 inches tall. In the 2018 draft, he was selected by the Hawks in the second round of the 37th overall pick. Although he was recognized in the draft, Anderson has always played in the European League. He has been in the Serie A Bologna, Siena, and the CSKA Moscow Moscow Moscow. Last season Anderson played for Barcelona in Spain, averaging 1 1 points and 4l rebounds per game, and helped the team reach the semi-finals of the UEFA Champions League. Previously Anderson also helped Moscow CSKA win the Russian Super League championship for four consecutive years, three cup championships, and two European Champions League championships.

The Rockets' senior executives have a high opinion of Anderson. General Manager Morey believes that this Australian big man has the strength of a top European center. He has comprehensive skills and soft touch. He not only has excellent attacking ability, but also has a good sense of passing. It is very suitable for Adelman's tactical system. Rosas, president of the Rockets' Player Affairs Department, believes that Anderson has the strength to be comparable to Gasol.
Chapter completed!