Cross the net king: tennis princess

Those clear lavender eyes are seductive, and the silver stream flowing like a waterfall makes her look a little clearer. The purple robe looks extremely mysterious, and they are all so alluring. Dust, but it has a force that takes people's mind and soul, making people sink deeply inadvertently.

Jingfan raised her head, that's right, just a moment ago, she fell down, and the ball passed her by.

There was no expression in Jing Fan's eyes at all. After a moment of silence, she tried her best to get up from the ground and sat on the ground.

"It seems that I can't fight anymore, Samurai Nanjiro, you won..." Jingfan narrowed his eyes and looked at the sun in the sky with a smile. That's right, he lost, but this is Of course, in the future, I will strengthen my training.

Jingshan was a little embarrassed, but still beautiful, she smiled calmly, "Uncle Nanjiro, you haven't used your full strength."

Nanjiro shrugged and patted his racket, "You too!"

A smile rose from the corner of Jingfan's mouth, and he nodded slightly, then got up with difficulty with Feng Yeqi's help, and left quietly.

There was no result in this match. It seemed that Echizen Nanjiro won, but if her physical strength allowed, she might be the one who won!

Echizen Nanjiro raised a smile of unknown meaning, and then left the temple gracefully.

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Unexpectedly, it was so easy to lose, Jing Fan was a little bit unwilling, although he often lost when he first learned tennis, but now it is different, now his soul is a strong one, losing to someone, but it is a blow .

Feng Yeqi supported the mirror fan and walked towards the car. It was obvious that the mirror fan had no strength.

Feng Ye looked worriedly at Jingshan's dejected expression, then thought of something, and smiled softly, "It's okay, Shan, there is a saying in our underworld: Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs! As long as you work hard, you will be fine." !"

A few black lines slid down the back of Mirror Fan's head, that seems to be an old saying in ancient China, when did it become your underworld...

Well--

"Thank you, Saki!" Kagami gave her a reassuring smile and nodded.

"Okay, let's go!" Feng Ye shouted energetically, and got into the car with a smile.

Jing Fan also followed Feng Ye into the car, but an inexplicable feeling emerged in his heart...as if someone was staring at us, Jing Fan looked back, and quickly hid that sinister gaze.

nobody……

Well—is it an illusion—

Jing Fan curled his lips and smiled helplessly. He had become a little nervous anyway, really!

The car quickly drove into the distance...

Behind the tree...a ruthless look flickered slightly.

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