NBA's King of Talking

Chapter 131 Relationship Revealed

After their lovemaking, both of them were drenched in sweat. Sharapova leaned against Jia Fei's muscular chest and murmured, "Jia Fei, I have a question for you."

"Okay, go ahead!" Jia Fei wondered if it would be another tired old question: "If I and your mother fell into the river together, you could only save one." This question posed no difficulty for him now; he didn't have a choice, because in this world, he had no mother.

"Do...do you like my voice?" Sharapova buried her head shyly in the blanket, clearly finding it difficult to say the words.

"Voice? Your voice is fine! I like it!" Jia Fei was a little confused, not knowing what kind of voice she was referring to. A talking voice? A coquettish voice? Or the screaming sound when playing basketball?

"No, I mean, did you like the sound I just made!" Sharapova had to explain, clearly embarrassed to the point of wanting to bury her head in the ground.

Jia Fei suddenly understood. He wasn't stupid; he grasped the point immediately. So, straight men aren't necessarily stupid; sometimes it's just a matter of habitual thinking. He patted her head and said softly, "I really like your shouts. To be honest, your wild shouts on the field are like a stimulant for me. I really love them!"

"Really?" Sharapova looked up, and the two looked at each other again.

"Of course it's true!" Jia Fei kissed her lips again, his hands naturally starting to search for soft spots, and began to "hold the ball with both hands to break the tight press" again.

"Why... do you still want more?!" Sharapova gasped for breath.

"Mouths are for kissing!" Jia Fei sealed her lips with his.

What defines an athlete? It's someone whose physical strength far surpasses that of the average person. Basketball and tennis players are physical monsters; when they clash in bed, it truly feels like a "collision of Mars and Earth."

After the fierce battle, Sharapova collapsed onto the bed like a lump of mud, completely exhausted. She felt even more tired than during her match against Serena Williams, which lasted over an hour. But this exhaustion was strangely pleasurable; she felt as if she were floating on a cloud, light and airy—perhaps this is what "ecstasy" truly means!

“Let’s go to Paris tomorrow, okay?” Sharapova asked.

"Aren't you afraid the media will photograph you having a boyfriend?" Jia Fei asked.

"Yeah, I'm not afraid. I don't do anything bad, and dating is normal! Besides, you're my only boyfriend, so no one should say anything about it!" Sharapova said stubbornly.

"Yes, as long as you're not afraid, I'm fine with anything!" Jia Fei smiled slightly. He really was capable. In terms of fame, he wasn't as good as Sharapova, and if we were to talk about the impact of their relationship being exposed on the two of them, it would be her who was more affected.

Sharapova felt very cared for by Jia Fei's words; he prioritized her over himself, which gave her an unprecedented sense of security.

For a woman, security is sometimes more important than money, especially when you already have enough money.

The following day, Jia Fei and Sharapova enjoyed a trip to Paris together.

Jia Fei had been in Paris for several days, but this was his first time visiting the various tourist attractions on the streets of Paris that he had previously only seen on TV or his phone.

Holding hands along the Seine, the handsome man and beautiful woman quickly attracted the attention of passersby. Among them were, of course, media reporters. The French Open had just ended, and the buzz hadn't completely died down. As the French Open women's singles runner-up, Sharapova's popularity here was among the highest of all tennis players.

Sharapova has a new romance, which is big news, but who is the man beside her? Many local French journalists couldn't guess.

However, this is ultimately an information society, and Jia Fei is a well-known figure, not a complete nobody. So, it was quickly discovered by the media that the person walking hand in hand with Sharapova was Jia Fei, an Asian basketball prodigy from the NBA's Oklahoma City Thunder.

It seems Sharapova still prefers basketball players!

Jia Fei could sense that reporters were taking pictures of them, but he didn't care and continued to play with Sharapova in a natural and generous manner. It has to be said that in France, even the air seems to be filled with romance.

Sharapova and Jia Fei's relationship quickly spread throughout the global sports world, not only in tennis and basketball, but also in the entertainment industry.

Judging from their looks, the two are a perfect match, but in terms of age, it's definitely a relationship where the woman is older than the man. But these days, what does it matter if it's an older woman/younger man relationship? A 28-year-old can date an 82-year-old, and that can be considered true love. Their age difference is nothing at all.

The news spread throughout the NBA, and Jia Fei soon received messages from several of his close friends.

"Oh my god, Ja, you've taken your love life all the way to Paris! Why didn't you tell us? We could have come and cheer you on!" Kemba Walker was still being sarcastic.

"Jia, I really envy you having a girlfriend. Remember to tell me the torrents for those uniform-themed movies when you come back. I'm really looking forward to watching them. I've already finished watching all the previous ones, I'm starving!" — Lamb.

“Jackson, congratulations! When you come back, treat me to dinner. I want a five-pound lobster!” — Reggie Jackson.

“Jia, congratulations! Please come visit my hometown of Sudan next time!” — Art Mayok.

On the other side of the ocean in Washington, D.C., a 211cm tall Black man dressed in shabby clothes is surfing the internet in a villa.

The man saw a photo of Jia Fei and Sharapova under the Eiffel Tower on his laptop. The two looked so well-matched, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, and so sweet together. He felt both envious and jealous.

The Black man sighed, closed the page, and opened a video website, where he was greeted by videos of various voluptuous and sexy women posing provocatively.

He finally smiled, his furrowed brows relaxing. Yes, this was it! He loved videos like this. He swallowed hard and switched to another video…

Jia Fei spent several days in Paris with Sharapova. They not only explored Paris but also visited the South of France, including Lyon. They went to Bordeaux to sample wines, to Provence to see the lavender fields, and to Montmartre to see an art exhibition…

By mid-June, Sharapova was preparing for Wimbledon, while Jia Fei was returning to the United States.

In Paris, the two ended their trip by shopping on the Champs-Élysées.

Sharapova picked out many beautiful clothes for Jia Fei. It's true that clothes make the man; wearing such fashionable clothes made him stand out even more.

On June 16, Jia Fei parted ways with Sharapova at the airport. The separation was painful, but both knew they had their own careers and that parting was inevitable.