You have no choice but to concentrate all your energy, staring intently at the ball in the air, legs slightly bent, in a ready-to-fight stance, waiting to catch the falling ball at any moment.

However, as the ball fell rapidly, you were still a little disoriented. As the ball drew closer and closer, you bent your arms to welcome it back into your warm embrace.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned...

With a "thud," the ball grazed your shoulder and landed about a meter away, then rolled down the slope into the distance.

As you chased after the ball rolling away, you called out, "Ah! Qin Che! The ball rolled down that grassy slope over there!"

Qin Che and you exchanged a glance, then ran together toward the grassy slope.

The waist-high, dense grass intercepted the ball with its free-spirited ambitions.

As you parted the dense grass, your vision gradually cleared, but the sight before you plunged you both into silence.

There were dozens of almost identical balls scattered in the grass!

They are either hidden by weeds or half-buried in the soil, as if telling stories of failed shots.

Seeing this, Qin Che nudged your shoulder slightly: "It seems there are quite a few people on this grassland who aren't very good at playing ball."

As he spoke, he bent down to pick up the ball you brought and casually tossed it in his hand.

You grabbed the corner of his shirt, protesting, "Hmph! What did you mean by bumping into me just now? That was just a small mistake on my part. Those guys with bad skills don't include me..."

Qin Che's lips curled into a slight smile as he teased, "Oh~~~ It was just a mistake, I understand. But one thing is certain, your confidence is absolutely second to none on this grassland..."

You tilted your head back, your tone tinged with a hint of pride: "Thank you for the compliment, it's all because you taught me so well!"

After saying that, she winked mischievously at Qin Che.

Qin Che looked at the mud that had somehow gotten on your cheek and chuckled softly. He was about to raise his hand to wipe it off when he realized that his hands were also covered in mud from picking up the ball.

You see him raise his hand to touch you, but hesitate after looking at his own hand, so you giggle twice and then rush forward and jump into his arms.

You wrapped your arms around his lean waist and rested your chin on his chest: "What? Am I so cute? Want to touch me...hehe...go ahead, I don't mind, I can just wash my hair when we get back..."

Qin Che paused slightly, knowing you were probably imagining things again, and couldn't help but say with a touch of indulgence, "It's because you have mud on your face, I wanted to wipe it off for you, but my hands are like this..."

You were taken aback when you realized you had misunderstood, but you didn't dwell on it: "Oh~~~ I don't have hands to wipe, then I'll rub it, the effect is the same, hehe..." After saying that, you rubbed your face against his chest like a kitten with fleas, eager to scratch its itch.

"Hmm...you're quite skilled at wiping it on my clothes..." Qin Che's low, pleasant laughter didn't stop as you continued your actions...

Now the mud on their faces was completely wiped off, but besides washing their hands, there was now someone else who needed to change clothes...

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