Through the voice of the king of the net drifting

"Wake up, little maid, everyone from Qingxue is here, don't you want to say hello, how can my uncle be so impolite?" He finally put down his finger kindly, and her face was half completely red , of course, I don’t know if it’s for the uncle’s people there, or because of the pain

It really hurts, Otoyu caressed his face helplessly, then let out a low sigh

He has regarded her as his property, and she, once again, has no choice but to object to the decisions he has made. Instead of arguing, it is better for her who just doesn't know, maybe she can relax a little more.

Trouble, less trouble, less quarrel, less time if possible, and, every time, the last person to surrender is always her

For such a domineering person, her objections have always been irrelevant

Atobe Keigo smiled confidently and stood up. The sun shone through his hair and cast a light golden color. He stretched out his hand to her.

That hand stopped in the air, with slender fingers, well-defined joints, soft and jade-like, as beautiful as a beautiful work of art

Yin Yu put his hand in his, the young man's palm was very warm, even the fingertips, clenched tightly, a soft wind rippling around, radiating a warm light, the heartbeat seemed to have already begun , but no one thought about it, and he pulled her up without any effort

Walking behind him, Yin Yu's fingers were lightly held together, as if there was still warmth from the boy's palm, very warm and gentle. Walking under the shade of the tree, the sunlight easily fell on the ground through the plane tree leaves It is one piece after another, beautiful and soft light spots, in a quiet place, eloquently, little by little, it can even be said to be random and smooth

Walking back to the tennis club, everyone had already started training, but Cilang just leaned against the net with his racket in his arms, lowered his head and nodded, as if he was not awake yet, and was intoxicated in a dream again

Next to it, the tennis court that can be seen at a glance is a blue and white figure, that is Qingxue, the color of Qingxue, and the blue sky alternates, like blue sky and white clouds

It turned out that they had already started, and they didn't relax at all. Even in other courts, they could train without being disturbed by the outside world. She inadvertently looked at the boy sitting on the lounge chair, and the boy felt someone was watching him. saw her through the net

The transparent glasses reflected a bright white light, making her unable to see his eyes clearly, but this time, she moved her eyes away first, walked back to the rest chair by Bingdi's side, picked up the English notes, and continued Looking at it, Cilang walked to the rest chair in a daze, put down the racket in his hand, and finally, he could sleep without that strange posture. He opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes were light-colored hazy

Indeed, unconscious

Keigo Atobe took off his team uniform, sweating profusely and swinging the racket with a confident smile on his face. This is his favorite training, the harder it is, the more challenging it is

Shido Ryo just walked into the tennis court, Feng Taro put down the racket in his hand quickly, and then looked at him, suddenly, his face was a little strange, he called his name in a low voice, seemed a little embarrassed, "Shido Mr. Hu, yours, yours..."

Shido Ryo glared at him angrily, "Speak up, so who can hear it?"