Cross the net king: tennis princess

The blood-colored curly soft hair exudes a refreshing rose fragrance, and the slightly slanted bangs add a bit of darkness to her. The long and dense eyelashes tremble like a butterfly about to fly, and the willow eyebrows are raised, as beautiful as an elf among flowers. As evil as hell Satan, the emerald star pupils shone coldly, like an invincible queen.

Jing Fan held his chin and carefully admired the girl in front of him. She is about 14 or 5 years old. She is really beautiful, comparable to her own, and has a good figure...

My appearance and body are not yet fully developed, so ha... I am a little inferior to her, really only a little...

Well... I admit it, I'm really not as good-looking as her...

how depressing……

Jing Fan looked at the girl in front of him with some resentment, it seemed to belong to Bingdi, and she was still holding a tennis ball...

Could it be...

"Wei Yu, what are you doing?" Atobe Keigo's gorgeous and charming voice came out, and Kagami immediately trembled.

"It's nothing..." Wei Yu didn't look at Atobe Keigo, but still looked at Kagami with a smile. "My name is Wei Yu Hisamitsu, the head of the women's tennis club. We will meet soon..."

"Yes..." Jing Fan was a little puzzled, but still nodded with a smile. "Then, I'll go first." After finishing speaking, without the slightest hesitation, the certain woman had already disappeared, and behind him, Jiuguang's eyes flashed an imperceptible shadow of prey.

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When Kagami rushed over, everyone was congratulating Kikumaru and Momoshiro, Ryoma at the side seemed to be a little sullen, and after saying something to them, he left. Kagami didn't notice until he was far away.

Sure enough, he is still unhappy about that matter, but... Jingshan frowned slightly, looked at his watch, and then looked at Ryoma's back.

still is……

Just when Jing Shan was about to walk in the direction of Ryoma, Ling stopped her, "Shan, let me go, I can comfort people better than you, not to mention you are the chairman of the board, you should go to the venue to sit in charge."

Jing Fan looked at the direction Ryoma left, hesitated for a moment, and nodded helplessly.

"He is very lost, comfort him well."

"I see." Ling raised her hair and walked slowly towards the place where Ryoma left.

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