Brother Atobe is in Lihai

The young man was sitting under the blooming cherry tree, his silver-gray hair had a faint luster like silk, his skin was as beautiful as the cherry blossoms in the yard, and his eyes were as calm as the deep sea. Although the school uniform was very ordinary, it was Wearing it on him still has a prince-like dignity.

His beautiful face, white shirt, loosely rolled up at the wrist, simple and slightly gorgeous, but also somewhat indescribably sexy, like a prince who just threw away his evening dress after attending a luxurious banquet.

Seiichi Yukimura propped his head up, and stared straight at Keiyu Atobe's thick eyelashes with his head sideways, his eyes were burning so hot that even a fool could feel it.

But the person concerned didn't care at all, and continued to take notes in the textbook seriously.

"Yukimura-kun, please answer this question." The serious English teacher tapped on the blackboard and pointed to a fill-in-the-blank question.

"Hope, hope." Yukimura said the answer calmly, and glanced at Keiyu Atobe beside him with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Well, very good, pay attention to the lecture. Next question, Atobe-san, you can use this word to make a sentence."

"Hopeisagoodthingandmaybethebestofthings.Andnogoodthingeverdies." Keiyu Atobe always kept a faint smile, and spoke fluent English in a crisp voice.

"Very good! Please sit down." The English teacher nodded in satisfaction, and silently wrote down the two people.

As soon as Keiyu Atobe sat down, he handed over a note from the side, looked at the smiling Yukimura Seiichi, and took the note anyway.

[Let's report to the tennis club this afternoon, let's win the title of Tachikai Taisho together. ^v^]

Keiyu Atobe hesitated for a moment, but wrote a sentence on the paper and handed it over again.

Yukimura Seiichi glanced at the words on the note, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened again——

［OK, but we need to make a quick decision. ]

—————The afternoon————

"The game is over, Yukimura Seiichi wins, the score is 6:0"

"The game is over, Genichiro Sanada wins, the score is 6:1"

"The game is over, Atobe Keiyu wins, the score is 6:0"

"Seiichi, Genichiro, I'll leave the rest to you, I still have to go one step ahead." Keiyu Atobe hurriedly packed up his tennis equipment, waved his hand and quickly disappeared at the entrance of the tennis department.

"Hehe, Jingyou is really cute, isn't it, Sanada." Yukimura Seichi picked up the sports drink and took a sip with a light smile.

"Ah, you can't relax." Sanada pressed the brim of his hat, feeling a little depressed. It was his dereliction of duty to let the useless senior take a round.

"Next, we will win. The tennis club." Seiichi Yukimura raised a domineering smile, "The tennis club is in my pocket!"

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"Mr. Driver, please hurry to Fujiya." Although Keiyu Atobe moved a little hastily, his aristocratic demeanor remained undiminished. "I have very important things to do now."

"Yes, Master Jingyou."

Keiyu Atobe propped his chin on one hand, while holding a pen in the other hand, he quickly wrote the homework assigned by the teacher in the homework book.

"Tsk—" Atobe Jingyou frowned, why is the homework left by this teacher so annoying?It's so unglamorous!

"Master Jingyou, the Fuji family has arrived."

"Ah, I see. Thank you for your hard work." Keiyu Atobe put down his textbooks, walked briskly towards Fujiya, tidied up his slightly messy school uniform, and knocked on the door without haste.

"Here we come~" Fuji Yumiko saw the anxious Atobe Keiyu as soon as she opened the door.

"Ah~ Xiaoyu came so fast." Fujiko Yumiko stepped aside to let Atobe Keiyu in.

"Sister Yumiko, are everything ready?" Keiyu Atobe took off his school uniform and walked into Fujiya's kitchen familiarly.

"Okay~ I'll wait for you, I have nothing to say about how nice you are to Xiao Jing." Fujiko Yumiko helped Atobe Keiyu while feeling emotional about Atobe Keiyu's love for Atobe Keigo.

"Because Keigo is my most important person." Atobe Keiyu showed a gentle smile at Yumiko.

Fuji Yumiko will never forget the dazzling light in the eyes behind Keiyu Atobe who said this.

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"Ahh~ It's really not gorgeous. I have made me wait for so long. Where the hell have you been fooling around?" Keigo Atobe raised his eyebrows, looking at Keiyu Atobe who was closing the door.

"Ah, I'm so sad, Keigo, you actually said that about me." Keiyu Atobe put the things in his hand on the desk in front of Keigo Atobe, "However, Keigo is really gorgeous, and he died so quickly. To be the president of the student council."

"Ah, my lord's aesthetics shines all the time." Keigo Atobe raised a flamboyant smile, "I have made me wait for so long. If the gift doesn't suit my lord's wishes, I won't accept it." Give up easily."

As Keigo Atobe spoke, he opened the incubator brought by Keiyu Atobe.

"This is the birthday gift Jingwu said last time he wanted the most. Although it's a bit out of date, I still can't help but want to show you my results quickly." Jingyu Atobe rested his chin on his hands, with a gentle smile on his face The corner of the lips, "Jingwu, do you like it?"

"It's pretty gorgeous." Keigo Atobe was stunned for a while, looking at the delicious steak and Yorkshire pudding in front of him, his heart was not a little bit touched.

After all, Jingyou Atobe is the young master of the Atobe family who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He actually learns cooking skills for a ridiculous birthday wish of his own...

"Hey, it's still gorgeous? I learned it specially for you!" Keiyu Atobe stretched out a slender finger dissatisfied, and poked Keigo Atobe's forehead repeatedly.

"Ah, is this the first person to eat something you made with your own hands?" Keigo Atobe pulled down the hand that was doing something wrong on his head, and his dark blue pupils looked straight at the color of Keiyu Atobe Lighter eyes.

"You know that I won't cook it for others." Keiyu Atobe looked at Keigo Atobe's immature face with a smile, "But because of this, it's hard to say how it tastes~"

"Ah, in that case, I will let you have dinner with me." Keigo Atobe snapped his fingers, "Serve."

As soon as Keigo Atobe finished speaking, a group of maids filed in with trays.

"Hmph, I don't want to have dinner with you." Atobe Jingyou deliberately turned his face away, and the corner of his eyes swept Atobe Jingwu, "I am not hungry at all."

Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows, gracefully cut off a small piece of steak, and handed it to Atobe Keiyu's lips, "Don't you want to taste it first?"

"My young master doesn't want to eat it." Atobe Keiyu didn't even look at the fragrant steak in Atobe Keigo's hand.

Atobe Keigo knew that whenever Atobe Keiyu lost his temper, he would call himself my young master, but at this time, Atobe Keigo just liked to tease him.

Atobe Keigo smiled, took a bite of the tender and delicious steak, and took another mouthful with satisfaction, "The taste is unexpectedly gorgeous."

"Master's craftsmanship is extremely gorgeous." Keiyu Atobe turned around and leaned gracefully on the other side of the sofa, the shirt slipped slightly because of this, revealing a small piece of fair skin.

"Ah, my uncle has no objection." Atobe Keigo took a sip from his glass, "Are you sure you don't want to take a sip?"

"...Master, I will give you some face." Keiyu Atobe bit the steak handed to his mouth, and glanced at Keigo Atobe from the corner of his eyes, "I want more."

"Okay, I will feed you." Keigo Atobe rubbed Keiyu Atobe's somewhat messy hair, and the two of them ate the food Keiyu Atobe brought together.

"How long have you been secretly learning behind my uncle's back? You often stay out at night recently."

"Hmm - I don't remember, anyway, learn as soon as you have time, and the best one is your favorite food." Keiyu Atobe lazily rubbed his sore and swollen temples, and closed his eyes tiredly. Shangyan, "I've been a little busy recently, and I'm not going home at night, it's too exaggerated."

"Anyway, I'll sleep for a while, and Jingwu will call me later."

"Ah, I understand." Keigo Atobe took off his coat, covered Keiyu Atobe, put his head on his lap, and watched him open his eyes in a daze. Soon fell into a deep sleep.

"...What an idiot." Keigo Atobe fondled the messy hair on Keiyu Atobe's forehead, lowered his head and kissed gently, "You really think I don't know what you've been doing recently Is it? If you don’t tell me, my uncle will know it all too well... Thank you for your hard work.”

Since a week before they started school, Keigo Atobe had faintly noticed that Keiyu Atobe often went out early and returned late, and looked exhausted every time he came back. He felt strange and asked their father, but what he got was The answer made him feel for the first time the helplessness of being born in a big family, and the hatred for his own weakness.

The former head of the Atobe family, the grandfather of Keigo Atobe and Keiyu Atobe, put pressure on their parents to ask Keiyu Atobe and Keiyu Atobe to start getting in touch with family affairs, and—to give up tennis.

Atobe Keiyu found out about this by accident, went to find his grandfather alone, knelt at the door all night, and agreed to take over the family affairs, but the only condition was to let Atobe Keigo and him play tennis with peace of mind. After finishing junior high school, no one can disturb Keigo Atobe from going to school.

"I have the ability to face it with you, why don't you believe me so much..." Keigo Atobe smoothed Jing Yu's frown, "Jing You, Jing You, Jing You, Jing You ..."

Chewing the name he had read countless times over and over again, he slowly approached Atobe Keiyu...

buckle -

"You two young masters, the car is ready, may I leave now?"

"Tsk—" Keigo Atobe frowned, and hugged Keiyu Atobe horizontally, "Now."

"Well——" Atobe Keiyu shrank into Atobe Keigo's arms uncomfortably, and buried his face even worse, "Jingwu..."

"Ah, I'm here." Keigo Atobe ignored the divergent gazes of everyone along the way, carried him into the car without looking sideways, and lifted his coat up for him.

"drive."