NBA: Max-Level Three-Pointer, I Just Want to Grind Money
Chapter 793

You won't even get bathwater with that performance!

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"This possession was pretty good." Su Yan gave Durant his due, though he still trailed a step behind and did his best to apply some pressure.

There was almost none.

But...

Clang!

The basketball still bounced off the rim!!!

"What a shame!" Harden shook his head.

Ibaka focused. "He missed such a wide-open shot? He shouldn't have!"

Cousins also frowned. "Kevin finally got a good scoring opportunity, and he failed to capitalize on it. That should be quite a blow to his confidence.

This isn't a good sign!"

Su Yan had originally thought Durant would definitely make it, but he had not expected him to brick it.

The rebounding ball happened to fall right into Su Yan's hands.

Su Yan kept shaking his head. "Kevin, if you can't even make a shot like that, I think it'll be hard for you to satisfy Scarlett, you know?!

At this rate, even if you wanted a sip of Scarlett's bathwater, you probably wouldn't get any!"

"What did you say?"

Durant gritted his teeth. "I missed, so I missed. What's this about bathwater?

Why would I ever drink that?!"

"Are you sure?" Su Yan smiled faintly. "Seriously, if you want it, no matter who wins our matchup tonight, I can help you!

I'll satisfy that little fetish of yours!"

"Bullshit!" Durant protested with all his might, though a seed of fantasy had already been planted in his heart.

Bathwater?

Her bathwater.

What would it taste like?!

If it was hers, then even bathwater should taste delicious, right?

Did I need to be this tsundere?!

Should I try it first?

At that thought, Durant wavered. But he still cared about his pride, so he did not immediately propose making that bet with Su Yan.

But two minutes later, after Durant finally scored on Su

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