NFBE Chapter 489 Wind Falls on the Plain 3
Chapter 489 Wind Falls on the Plain 3
After you and Qin Che returned from that gentle slope, you continued playing ball on the grass.
You still failed to play football properly this time, and instead treated the ball like a shuttlecock.
Watching Qin Che skillfully juggle the ball with the instep, you shouted at him, "Come on, Qin Che, I'm ready, kick it to me!"
Qin Che hooked the ball up, and under his control, the ball leaped up in a beautiful arc and flew in front of you.
You bend your ankle, the ball falls straight onto the instep of your foot, and is then tossed upwards several times in a row—a perfect shot.
"Qin Che, catch this!!"
"coming......"
Amidst the cheerful laughter, you notice a little boy who has been squatting to the side watching you for a long time.
The little boy looked at Qin Che juggling the ball with longing in his eyes.
Seeing his adoring look, you were very happy and called out to him, "Isn't your brother handsome? Do you want him to teach you a few moves?"
The little boy perked up immediately when he heard that someone was talking to him.
He grinned, revealing a bright smile despite missing a front tooth.
"Really, sisters? You're all so amazing! I play ball all the time, but I can't do what you did!" The boy excitedly imitated Qin Che's movements.
"Qin Che, this little brother wants to learn, why don't you teach him?" you shouted at Qin Che.
"Heh...you're quite good at getting me work, but unfortunately I don't know how to teach. You're the one who takes on students, shouldn't you teach them yourself...?" Qin Che raised his eyebrows, stopped what he was doing, and nimbly hooked the ball into your hands.
"Me?" You pointed to your nose, recalling a similar scene from before. "Fine, fine, I'll teach you then~~"
After you bounced the ball on your foot a couple of times, you started talking to the child. Once you found out which move he wanted to learn, you also asked Qin Che for some pointers.
Qin Che seemed to enjoy teaching you quite a bit...
I spent a pleasant afternoon on this meadow.
As dusk approached, you and Qin Che returned to the yurt together, changed your clothes, and washed your hands.
You take a small bottle of fruit pulp out of your pocket.
This was given to you by the little boy from the tribe who wanted to learn to play football on the grassland just now.
He said the two tricks he learned today were enough to brag about to his friends for a long time, so he brought this bottle of fruit syrup as a thank you gift.
"He wanted us to do what the people here do, to paint patterns on our faces with fruit pulp." You subconsciously glanced at Qin Che's clean profile.
He frowned and pondered, wondering what to draw on it.
Qin Che received your burning gaze, and with a slight smile, said, "That's a nice thought, but don't forget I have weapons too."
Yes, the little boy also brought a box of fruit syrup for Qin Che.
Qin Che was also fiddling with the small bottle in his hand; he had been leaning against the cabinet watching you for a long time.
Our opponent is not to be underestimated!
You slowly push open the bottle cap, mentally rehearsing the route to ambush his face.
"What are you laughing at?"
Qin Che raised an eyebrow slightly, and uttered a string of words through his slightly parted lips: "I'm laughing at how you've been dressed so uniquely since this morning, with leaves in your hair—is that the latest fashion trend this month?"
"Huh? There's a leaf in my hair?" You quickly stood up, walked past Qin Che, and went to look in the mirror, muttering to yourself, "Hmph! You saw it a long time ago, and now you're only saying it to get back at me for not telling you when there was a leaf in your hair last time..."