he took a deep breath and pursed his lips, "Your Highness... I'm afraid I can't help you."He's so tired, even lifting a finger feels like work.The prince remained silent, only gazing down at him.Ning...Ning Shu noticed the other person standing behind him.

I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

He looked serious and, following the instructions, raised his arm, holding a basketball in his hand.

The next moment, he was lifted up from the waist. The man's strong arms held him tight, and the young boy widened his eyes in surprise and confusion: "Sh...Mr. Shen"

At the same time, Ning Shu also had a strange sense of shame.

He wasn't short or light, standing at a solid 1 meter and eighty centimeters. However, he was now being effortlessly lifted high in the air by the man behind him.s move, he would be completely defeated. He fell silent for a moment, knowing his condition wasn't good. Then, he told his fans that he was going offline. 。He hesitated for a moment, then impulsively...