Through the voice of the king of the net drifting

When they returned to school, it was already noon, because they were going to sleep together soon. As for the school, Coach Sakaki had already greeted the principal. It is an exception for them to relax the morning and afternoon classes, they don't have to attend

As for the routine tennis training in the afternoon, they had been training for a long time when Otowa came over after class. In fact, there was no day when they could relax and sit on the rest chair for such strong tennis training. Playing with a tennis racket, it seems to belong to Keigo Atobe. It is said that he never likes other people to touch his things, it seems that he is a bit of a clean freak,

However, it's strange to say that when she happened to play with his racket accidentally, Feng Chotaro was taken aback and told her that Keigo Atobe didn't like others to touch him At that time, the two of them looked at the racket in her hand, and really didn't know what to do, but at that time, Keigo Atobe came over and saw the racket in her hand. When she picked up the racket, she didn't say anything, just took the racket from her casually, and stuffed it into her hand after playing the ball. Feng Changtaro was dumbfounded at that time

At that time, she still remembered what Feng Chotaro said to her, he said, Saya, you really are, different

different?It seems to be, just, think about it, maybe the difference between him and her is that she is the little maid in his mouth

Atobe Keigo walked towards her with a water glass, and then sat on the rest chair on the other side. He looked at Otowa staring at his tennis racket in a daze, his little maid, sometimes, was a little dazed. , but still fun

Until she felt that there was someone beside her, Yin Yu just raised her eyes slightly, but she still looked at the tennis racket in her hand. She already knew who the person sitting next to her was.

I'm used to the light rose fragrance on his body, and that unavoidable aura, all of which are unique to him

"Jingwu, how long are you going to go?" She poked the net with her fingers and asked absent-mindedly. If she had been there for a long time, without them, she would be really lonely and not used to it.

Atobe Keigo was wearing a team uniform, looking idle. He turned his head and looked at her, "What's the matter, can't do without Daben?" And what he said is really easy to misunderstand

However, for Yin Yu, there is not much room for imagination, because she is already tired of feelings, otherwise she really can't stand his sudden ambiguity. Even so, she is often lost in this boy who is too dazzling in the gorgeous

It's just because it's too dazzling, that kind of gorgeous presence, can't be ignored

She heard her own soft sigh, and then said softly, "No, it's just that you're all gone, I'll be fine this afternoon." She stuffed the racket back into his hand, with some unconscious expression on her face lonely,

Keigo Atobe put the racket on the rest chair, then took out a tennis ball from his pocket, threw it to Otowa, caught it, and held it in his hand. On the back of the chair, looking at her without blinking, suddenly, laughter continued