Cross the net king: tennis princess

Misha coughed lightly, and the next thing was the most difficult thing - choosing a seat.

Her Royal Highness looks like the boy who doesn’t want to sit with her, so he shouldn’t have to worry about it, but seeing those lewd male animals (Misha’s children’s shoes have a very low eq, and don’t like to touch men very much), I can’t help but want to beat them up Dun, dare to covet our princess, really want to kill their nine clans!

rely on it!

Misha couldn't help but swear in her heart. She looked gentle and elegant like a goddess on the outside, but in fact she was all pretending. In her heart was violence and absolute protection of the mirror fan.

Misha was thinking hard, sitting with a girl?No, no, they will be jealous of the beauty of the princess.Sitting with boys?Not to mention!It's hard to say that a group of perverts won't bully Princess Jingshan.Misha didn't know that the current mirror fan is a master of Jeet Kune Do plus a top genius in using hidden weapons.

With a casual glance, she finally saw a pleasing scene. A boy near the window just looked at the mirror fan with a smile, without any hue, and, and!

Misha's mind turned rapidly, that person is the one who saved Her Royal Highness—Fuji Zhousuke!

Enen, trustworthy!

She cleared her throat, and said tactfully, "Grand... oh, no, no, it's classmate Jingshan, let's sit next to classmate Fuji."

Misha stuck out her tongue playfully at the mirror fan, hoo!It was almost called Her Royal Highness.

Enenen, the seat incident has finally come to an end, the more I look at it, the more satisfied I am, Misha looked at the mirror fan obsessively, thinking secretly.