Net king's purple Ling Xiyue

【69Book Bar-www.69shu.com】Xiyue stepped back lightly, her body turned slightly to the left, and her racket quickly met the yellow ball that was approaching rapidly.

Long Ma's amber eyes are full of endless pampering that even he doesn't know about. His moon is really a beautiful scenery when playing tennis.

The moment the yellow ball touched the racket, it moved up strangely, and the slender figure moved like a ghost. Every movement, although it seemed messy, gave people a sense of neatness. It feels like there is a strange melody.

The corners of Xiyue's lips raised slightly, and the yellow ball bounced up. Nanjiro moved forward quickly, with that lazy smile still on his face.

The change was sudden. The moment the yellow ball crossed the net, it suddenly changed its direction. The ball that was originally going to the left rushed to the right. A trace of solemnity flashed in Nanjiro's eyes, and the racket turned quickly. On the right hand, the rushing yellow ball was intercepted in this way, and the future was happy, only to see the girl turn slightly, and the exact same movement as before was presented in front of Nanjiro.

The yellow ball was the same as before, and it crossed the net lightly and quickly. Nanjiro swung the racket in his hand, but unexpectedly, the yellow ball suddenly changed direction, and Nanjiro complained in his heart. Sooner or later, the little girl will consume her to death. This kind of action is really...too tiring...

The racket was swung quickly, but unexpectedly did not touch the ball. Nanjiro just stood there in a daze, until the yellow ball suddenly landed behind him, and then he reacted immediately, and his face recovered. With that languid smile, surprise flashed across his eyes, "Young girl is not bad!"

The sound of the dragon and horse tugging followed, "15-0"

Xiyue smiled gracefully as always, looking at the faint doubts in the boy's amber eyes, a voice like the sounds of nature sounded slowly, "The lost melody."

Longma nodded slightly, and asked slowly in a tugging voice: "Is it Yue's unique move?"

Xiyue smiled and nodded, "One..."

A strong interest flashed in Nanjiro's lazy eyes, the lost melody... The little girl is really strong, even he, Nanjiro, was lost in it. It's very interesting, much more interesting than his teenagers.

Ryoma looked at his father vigilantly, this is... what kind of look! ! !

"Didi." At this moment, the phone rang suddenly. Long Ma picked up the phone next to him and looked at the caller ID. Then he turned his eyes to the girl in the field, "Yue, your phone."

Xiyue smiled apologetically at Nanjiro and walked towards Ryoma.

Nanjiro looked at his son and the little girl full of resentment, did he play tricks like this? ? ?He still hasn't figured out a way to crack it and said that at this moment, he really wants to shout: Don't bring people who ignore people like this...