Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

Songfeng Yayue dragged him along the way, and he cried all the way.

When the maids in the house saw them like this, they were all shocked and suspicious.

What is surprising is that on such a good day for Miss Xiuyuan, these two people would actually have a conflict; what is suspicious is where this conflict between them came from.

Although Songfeng Yayue has a bit of a cynical side, overall, he can be described as an "elegant gentleman". He is gentle and considerate to others, and they have never seen him do anything rude in public.

Not to mention Mr. Nanjiro, who is soft and cuddly, like a big white dumpling. He has the appearance of an adult but the mind of a child, and it is obvious that he is the one who is spoiled at home. However, he has a magnanimous personality and never takes troubles to heart. Who doesn't like the happy look on his face when he takes a bite of dessert?

Logically speaking, these two people shouldn't have been in such a mess!

Even if there was a conflict, why didn't Miss Xiuyuan and the others try to stop them, but instead let them make trouble inside the house?

A maid saw Nanjiro Echizen being treated so "roughly": he was crying with tears falling down, it was so pitiful.

What kind of devil is this! How dare you treat him like this!

At that moment, his sense of justice exploded and he couldn't help but step forward to stop Matsukaze Masatsuki.

But Yue grabbed him and led him towards the gate.

Xing Zi hurriedly shouted: "Yue, why are you pulling me? Go and save Mr. Nanjiro. He was bullied by Mr. Songfeng. Can't you see? Let me go..."

After pulling the person outside, Yue let go of her hand and calmly explained to her, "We don't know what happened at all. Mr. Songfeng is so angry now. If you go up to stop him directly, it might make things worse."

She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot: "Yue, what do you say we should do?"

Yue is smarter and calmer than her, so there must be a better way.

"Let's go find Miss Xiuyuan, but remember not to panic and not let the guests notice anything unusual, okay?"

Xingzi nodded: "I understand, Yue, let's go quickly."

She was really worried about Mr. Nanjiro and couldn't bear to see him being bullied by others.

Humph, I really misjudged Mr. Matsukaze. I thought he was a good person, but I didn't expect that he would do something like "bullying the weak".

Don’t even think about eating the snacks I made next time!

Xingzi has made up her mind that she will give all the snacks to the kind and well-behaved Mr. Nanjiro.

Mr. Nanjiro was enjoying his meal, and she was happy watching him too, hehe.

Matsukaze Masatsuki pushed open the door of her room, pulled Nanjiro in, and then slammed the door shut.

With a "bang", Nanjiro was frightened and could only sob continuously, not daring to make any sound of crying.

He is now like a poor child captured by bad guys, with no one to rely on.

He has no power, and the people who love and care for him are not around, so he can only live his life according to the wishes of others.

He stood there nervously and uneasily, holding the corners of his clothes with both hands, completely forgetting that he was wearing a suit today. Before coming, Renzi had reminded him many times not to wrinkle his suit, but the suit still could not avoid the disaster it deserved.

He became even more afraid when he felt that Songfeng Yayue was staring at him with a serious look.

He shrank his head more and more like a quail.

Songfeng Yayue remained silent, and after a while walked towards him.

Echizen Nanjiro didn't even dare to breathe. If his heartbeat was not out of his control, he would even want to stop it.

He was afraid that this person would suddenly jump up and yell at him: "Why are you breathing! Why is your heart beating! Do you know that they are disturbing me?"

The moment they passed each other, Echizen Nanjiro really felt like his heartbeat seemed to have stopped.

He seemed to be looking for something...

Taking this opportunity, Echizen Nanjiro quickly wiped his tears with his sleeves.

It's uncomfortable to have tears on my face.

There was a bathroom in the room, but he didn't dare to use it.

Or running into the bathroom in the room and closing the door is a good way to avoid this person...

However, Nanjiro gave up after just thinking about it. It was because he was timid.

It would be fine if you succeed, but if you fail, you never know what kind of revenge you will face.

In addition...

He simply didn't have enough confidence that he could successfully escape from this man on his own.

He felt that he was very weak and that everyone was much stronger than him.

He had always lived on kindness, and when kindness was gone...

"What are you still standing there for? Why don't you change it?"

There was obvious impatience in Matsukaze Masatsuki's tone, and he really didn't know how Nanjiro had offended him.

Nanjiro stared at the clothes on the bed: a beige short-sleeved shirt and a pair of matching shorts. They looked very large and would definitely not be too small for him.

Songfeng Yayue looked under the cabinet again, but couldn't seem to find anything suitable, and looked extremely annoyed.

He came out with a box in his hand.

"Try these shoes on. If they fit, wear them. If they don't, wear slippers..."

Echizen Nanjiro took it timidly, opened it and saw that it was a pair of brand new sneakers.

It looks very fashionable and seems to be right on trend.

My cat Prince also likes to buy shoes. He has seen a lot and has accumulated some taste. The few pairs of shoes that Prince Cat has are very expensive. This pair...

It seems even more expensive...

For a moment, he was lost in thought, and all his emotions, such as sadness and grief, were replaced by thoughts about how much the shoes were worth.

The misty eyes blinked blankly...

Hmm... kind of cute...

He lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Yayue."

Songfeng Yayue looked at him in surprise.

Is this person stupid or has he got a mental disorder?

He was crying all the way because of me!

Now again... again...

What play was he singing?

Look at him, his eyes are red because of crying, and his face is wet and shiny; his formal coat is wrinkled by himself and looks terrible.

He looked so miserable and pitiful, yet he was still saying "thank you" to him!

Sure enough, he is not smart at all, just a fool.

He deliberately said in a cold voice: "Are you not afraid of me?"

Echizen Nanjiro's eyes flickered.

He turned around, put the shoe box down, picked up the clothes and unfolded them, looking like he was going to wear them.

Oh, he knew it was impossible for this person to have no complaints against him at all, he just wanted to please him and didn't dare to say it out loud.

If a man can do this, he really can't blame others for looking down on him!

You are so timid and weak, do you still think of yourself as a child?

Maybe Renzi, his family, and many people around him are willing to spoil him, but what does that have to do with me?

What reason does he have to follow him!

Tsk, when he thought about the clothes he gave him that he liked, and the limited edition pair of shoes that he had never worn, he seemed to regret it a little...

Why did you let him wear such nice clothes? Couldn't you have just given him something to get rid of him?

Anyway, he is stupid and doesn't know what is good for him.

Forget it, I won’t think about him anymore. The more I think about him, the more upset I feel.

Matsukaze Masatsuki turned around and saw that Echizen Nanjiro had already taken off his coat.

The white shirt fits the waist better, perfectly outlining the smooth waistline.

He just looked at the tie in front of him and didn't move.

"You're so slow." Songfeng Yayue walked up to him, "It seems like you don't want to go out for dessert."

When he heard the word "dessert", Nanjiro's eyes lit up for a moment, but when he looked at Matsukaze Masatsuki, the light disappeared.

He turned his head slightly, still saying nothing.

As she got closer, Songfeng Yayue gradually felt the unique aura emanating from him.

It is light and faint, making people feel warm, just like a little sun in spring.

He recalled the satisfaction he felt when he held him that morning…

It was warm inside the quilt, and he slept soundly with someone in his arms.

Why didn’t I realize that the person I was hugging was a man?

He should have thought of it.

A woman's body should be more fragrant, softer and smoother.

Of course, he is also very fragrant and soft, but after all, he is different...

Songfeng Yayue helped him take off his tie: "If you move any slower, the birthday party will be over and all the desserts on the table will be eaten up."

Echizen Nanjiro nodded repeatedly in accordance with his words, looking extremely obedient.

"Okay, change your clothes quickly." Songfeng Yayue turned her back.

He had no interest in looking at men's bodies.

There was a rustle, he was unbuttoning his shirt; there was a snap, it seemed he was unbuckling his belt, tut, how could he be so stupid, he hadn't taken it off yet; there was a brief zipper sound, followed by another rustle, this time it was...

Hmm? There was no sound again...

This person is always procrastinating!

"Hurry up and put on your clothes." Songfeng Yayue urged, looking at the door.

"okay……"

I heard his voice behind me, but I didn't hear any movement.

Songfeng Yayue couldn't stand it anymore and turned around: "You are..."

How to describe it?

No, don't use any unnecessary descriptions or embellishments, just put it into words directly.

All the buttons of his shirt were undone and he wore it loosely, without paying any attention to the skin in front of him that was in direct contact with the air; his trousers had been taken off, leaving only a pair of shorts underneath, and he didn't care about the warmth or coldness of his long legs.

He stood with his left leg straight and his right foot on the chair. He bent over slightly and rested his hands on the cuff of his right sock.

Seeing Songfeng Yayue turning around and looking at him, he raised his head and her eyes looked straight at him, filled with a brilliance that was pure to the extreme.

But he was stunned for a short while, then lowered his head and went back to his own business.

He...he...what is he doing!

Matsukaze Masatsuki was so shocked by the scene that she was almost speechless.

How could he! How dare he!

The black shirt clip fixed on the thigh, the clip on the other side of the shirt has been untied, but the strap on this side is still doing its job tightly wrapping around the leg flesh.

The silver metallic sheen of the hanging clip, the black strap, and…

When put together, they appear to be extremely harmonious.

Such a wonderful and extremely tempting beauty will surely make people unable to take their eyes away for a long time once they see it.

I wish I could close the door and watch it day and night.