"Giannis from the Bucks ignored the defense of three players, forcibly drove in for a dunk, and succeeded with a 2+1." The TV commentator exclaimed excitedly.
"Nice shot!"
Watching the play made Ye Chenfeng's blood boil too, and he almost jumped out of his seat, clapping his hands hard and shouting.
"Rip!"
When Ye Chenfeng let go, the yogurt box in his hand suddenly fell, and a milky white stream shot out, splattering all over him.
"Damn it!"
Ye Chenfeng couldn't help but exclaim.
The worst part was that the yogurt spilled in a very clichéd manner, starting from his exposed navel and extending down to his big shorts, creating a very conspicuous milky white streak that could easily remind someone of inappropriate scenes.
"Where's the tissue?"
Ye Chenfeng wanted to wipe it off but couldn't find a tissue.
Without thinking much, Ye Chenfeng grabbed the small pair of **|**** next to him to wipe off the milk.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
