The King of the Nets Drags Her Royal Highness

Back at Atobe Main House, it was already past eight o'clock, Ruoxi changed out of her night clothes and went to take a shower first.

I really don't like the smell on my body after every mission, I sweat a lot!

Even though the light purple hair was constantly wiped, it was still a little wet, dripping water drop by drop, and the deep purple eyes were faint, with an indescribable beauty.

Ruoxi sat quietly in front of the table, rubbing the pen in her hand against the white homework book, making a "rustling" writing sound from time to time.

"Xiaoxi~" Outside the door, Cang Muling called her name in a sweet and soft voice.

"Ling, what's the matter?" Ruoxi put down the pen in her hand, gently pressed her temples, and opened the door of the room.

"Xiaoxi~" Cang Muling cried and said pitifully, "I'm not used to sleeping..." That's right!The bed in Cang Muling's room is not the brand she likes, so she can't sleep. In fact, she wanted to sleep with Ruoxi... I'm a killer~ By the way, is it unfair?) (No...)

"Say it straight next time, you don't need to go to your aunt to ask for eye drops first." Ruoxi stepped aside, Cangmu smiled slyly, oh yeah~ I want to sleep with Xiaoxi~

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Early morning, 6:30

There was an earth-shattering roar from the villa of the Atobe family, and then the villa shook and shook, but...it didn't fall...

"Cang Muling! I'll give you 3 minutes, if you don't get up again, I'll call Leng Qing to come back!"

No one expected that this deafening roar came from Ruoxi's mouth. (A certain orange: Horror...)

"Asari, it's not gorgeous to yell early in the morning!" Keigo Atobe, who had already woken up, frowned and rolled his eyes at Ruoxi who was standing at the door and yelling.

"Compared to you, I am much worse." Ruoxi said something: I am not gorgeous, and you are even less gorgeous than me!

Ruoxi looked at his watch and counted down: "Three, two, one...zero!"

"Xiaoxi!!" The door opened with a "bang", and Cang Muling stood in front of Ruoxi energetically, um... the time is just right!

"Okay, let's go." Ruoxi couldn't hide the smile in her eyes, and a perfect arc appeared on her mouth.

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Tennis Department.

Because the tennis club has a morning job, Ruoxi simply took Cang Muling to report to the tennis club first, and skipped the morning reading~

"Hi, beauty, your legs are very beautiful." Yushi Renzu's eyes lit up when he saw Cang Muling.

"Ling has won the judo, karate, and taekwondo champion of the all-Japan women's group under the age of 18 for five consecutive years." Ruoxi put on a habitual smile and told the shocking facts.

Not only Yushi Renzu, but all the candidates heard it.Ruoxi said that she is really, really innocent, it's that group of Zhengxuan's ears are so good!

"That guy Jiro isn't here?!" Keigo Atobe's roar came instantly.

"Ling, if you want to skip class and go to bed now, and you can't be found by others, where would you choose?" Ruoxi asked Cang Muling with the same smile.

"The bushes!" Cang Muling replied quickly.Everyone was shocked.Why bushes?The trees there are very short~

"Because the most dangerous place is the safest place, and it's because it's short that you don't think I'll go there!" Cang Muling explained naturally when he saw the puzzled looks of the crowd.

"Huadi! Go to the bush and bring Jiro here!" Keigo Atobe immediately shouted into the air. (People: Are you sure it's air?)

"Yes!" A thick male voice came from behind.

"Xiaoxi, why do you always follow Atobe?" Xiang Riyue put the tennis racket on his shoulder.

"Because," Ruoxi's smile deepened, "that's a mission given to me by someone!"

"Does Xiao Xixi like tennis? You seem to be very good at sports~" Xiang Riruoren smiled brightly. Tennis is really important to him.

"Tennis?" Ruoxi's smile froze and faded away.

"Basically, do you like it?" Ruoxi gave a vague answer, then changed the topic to something else.

"Yeah!" Xiang Ri Ruoren nodded, "That's our common dream, to dominate the country!"

Ruoxi's hidden smile gradually reappeared, tennis?Or... a dream?