C1096 Hundred Hits, Hundred Hits!

Qin Anyi was slightly stunned. He paused for a moment while holding the basketball uniform, then looked around and put on the basketball uniform.

Just as the basketball uniform covered Qin Anyi's upper body, he finally exhaled the cold air that he had inhaled earlier and gathered it into the same sound.

However, the air that he exhaled seemed to have a hint of regret