in love with the prince of tennis

"But why did Atobe throw you into the sea?" I didn't understand.

Jiro cried and said to me: "Atobe snatched my pocky, and it's my favorite matcha flavor."

"Eh? Pocky, I like matcha too."

For that mellow chocolate, I prefer rich matcha.

"But, Atobe..."

Before I finished talking about Atobe, I coughed, hi hi hi, Isee.

"Why would Jingwu snatch pocky from you? If he wants to eat it, can't he buy it himself?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo , ” Atobe just stole my pocky.”

I cast my eyes on Atobe, and Atobe said 'just don't care about me'.

How did it happen?Ask Celira to rewind for us.

(Celira: ok! Please watch the VCR.)

I turned around and was about to leave, but Buer stopped me and said, "Can't Ai go fishing together?"

"No, I have something else to do."

something?What's the matter?Thinking indistinctly.

Shrugging, he opened the fishing box and began to arrange it.

"Cut~ what is this?" Atobe accidentally threw a pack of green packaging bags into the sea.

Cilang suddenly fell from the sky, and hurriedly ran after the green packaging bag.

Atobe quickly grabbed him and said, "Cirou, what are you doing?"

"Wow, Atobe, why did you murder my pocky?"

"Ah?" Atobe looked puzzled, and accidentally let go of Jiro's hand.

After Jiro fell, Atobe thought that there was no big problem with the deck below, so he went fishing with Fuji.

First, he was accidentally "thrown" into the sea by Atobe, and then drank a lot of dry juice poured into the sea by the unscrupulous Fuji, so our poor Cirou, after floating in the sea for more than three hours, was not eaten by fish , otherwise it will really become a bait.It was not discovered by the crew until just now.Why!

"I hate Atobe the most, wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow."

I quickly coaxed him and said, "Oh, Cilang, be good, let's change clothes first."

After I finished speaking, I hugged and dragged Cilang back to the room. Fortunately, Cilang's room was very close to the restaurant, just next door.

While Ryoma, Atobe, Yukimura and Fuji continued to eat, a conversation came from the next door.

"Sad~~~~"

"Don't move."

"But...but..."

"But what?"

"It will hurt, don't want it, okay?"

"Then how?"

"But I..."

"Ci Lang, be good, lie down well, come on, take off your pants."

"Puff~~~~" Atobe spurted out a sip of red wine.

"Hmmm~~~~" Ryoma was stuck by the fishbone.

"Uh cough cough cough~~~" Wahahaha!Fuji actually choked on mustard for the first time ever.

Yukimura didn't make any sound, but his face was redder than Atobe's red wine!

"No, sorry, no more, okay?"

"How can this be? I promise, can I be lighter?"

"Then...then you have to be lighter."

"Enn, come on, relax."

"Well, ah~~~ pain~~~"

"Sorry, I was in a hurry."

"it's okay."

"Then shall I continue?"

"kindness."

"..."

"Ah~~~En~~~"

"Comfortable?"

"En~~~ very...very comfortable...ah~~~"

"What are they doing?" The four yelled loudly, and then ran towards Cilang's room.

(Celira: Wow! Do you want to know what Xiaoya and Cilang are doing in the room? Hehe! Then please read the next chapter!)