I like you, nothing to do with you

?After experiencing Tezuka Ayana’s head-to-toe radar-like scan, the next day’s trip to Disneyland, Fuling did not agree with the proposal of the hostess of the Tezuka family, and Tezuka’s children’s shoes also used the excuse of adjusting the string of the tennis racket Going out early in the morning, there is no hero in the story, and the singer also loses the desire to continue singing.After tidying up the wind chimes, Ayana Tezuka dragged her younger brother and fled Tezuka's house with a look of resentment. Of course, there was also Yunxi Tezuka following behind the two siblings.

Two older children and one younger child dragged their tired feet back home after a day of crazy fun at the playground. After a night of rest, the Feng family siblings bid farewell to the Tezuka family after breakfast the next day. Ayana Tezuka After thousands of exhortations, he asked his son to send the siblings to the bus back to Kanagawa.

After getting in the car, Fengling breathed a sigh of relief. Through the car window, he looked at Tezuka, who was standing outside the car and hadn't left yet, but obviously heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help feeling a little funny.Feng Ling retracted her gaze and looked at her younger brother who was sitting on the seat playing with the Transformers toy model Tezuka gave her, her thoughts gradually drifted away.

What happened to him when he painted that painting?Why do you feel so down?two years ago?Tezuka might know something.Feng Ling raised her head, and there was no trace of the boy who was standing on the platform. She was slightly taken aback, and leaned forward to look.

"Brother Guoguang has left early." Brother Feng's voice sounded in his ear.

Feng Ling looked down at her younger brother.

Brother Feng took off one of the Transformers' arms, looked up at his sister, with a trace of anxiety on his chubby face: "Sister, you don't want to see brother Guoguang, do you?"

A black line climbed up the back of Feng Ling's head, and she arched her fingers and tapped her brother's head lightly: "You're so young, what's messed up in your head."

"Then what can I do, who told my sister to be so boring, I'm not smart, what if you can't get married in the future?" Brother Feng said in a tone that didn't suit his age at all.

Another black line climbed up the back of Fengling's head, and she decided to go back and ask her parents if this younger brother was her real brother.

"Hey... Sister, if you don't like Brother Guoguang, you must tell me, and I will definitely stand by your side and help you fight against Mom and Aunt Caicai."

The third black line climbed up the back of Fengling's head, God, if you have a brother at this time, please stuff him back into your mother's stomach.

Time flies by, the Golden Week holiday is over soon, and Fengling's two-point-one-line study life continues.In Tokyo, Japan, in the Tennis Club of the Higher Division of Youth Academy, there is a story about Atobe and Tezuka who are jealous of a certain girl from Lihai University High School. During the golden week, they staged a life-and-death duel. In the end, Tezuka embraced the beauty. Rumors have been brewed, polished, and embellished in a certain corner, and slowly spread, one spread to ten, ten to hundreds.In this way, it intensified and spread to the ears of the main candidates of the Tennis Club of the High School Affiliated to Lihai University.

"Bah..." There was a sound of bubble gum bursting in the quiet tennis court. The red-haired boy ignored the bubble gum sticking to his lips and turned to look at the source of the information, "Lianji, Atobe, Tezuka and the others Two people snatching girlfriends? Isn't it incredible?"

"Puff...According to my analysis, the tastes of these two people should not be the same." The silver-haired boy grabbed the braid at the back of his head and twirled around.

"Sadaharu's data is generally not wrong." The boy who kept his eyes closed turned out a few photos from his notebook and handed them over.

The red-haired boy rushed up, snatched the photo, several heads came together in an instant, and when they saw the person in the photo clearly, several of them yelled in unison: "Is it her?" and looked at the person outside the tennis court at the same time. The cherry blossom tree, but there was no one who was supposed to be there. After expressing the emotion of surprise, they all stared at the violet-haired boy sitting beside him drinking water.

The young man as elegant as an iris flower put down the water glass in his hand, looked up at his friends, and the young man with messy hair grabbed the photo and rushed over: "Minister, look."

Yukimura took a closer look, the girl in the photo was very familiar, and the person standing next to her was also an old acquaintance, but the angle and composition of the photo conveyed an ambiguous message, he retracted his gaze, looked up Looking at the kelp-headed boy, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Akaya seems to be very concerned about Atobe and Tezuka's affairs."

This smile sent chills down the spine of the kelp-headed boy. He shuddered and swished up behind the silver-haired boy, but he didn't want to bump into someone. His face and legs trembled uncontrollably: "Deputy...deputy minister."

"Kirihara, if you don't train seriously, go around the field fifty times." The vice minister roared expressionlessly.

"Woo... woo woo..." Kirihara whimpered, and obediently went to carry out the task.

"There are all of them, [-] laps around the stadium." The deputy minister scanned the surrounding area and shouted loudly, "It's too lax."

When the minister laughed, the tennis team jumped three times; when the deputy minister roared, the tennis team trembled three times.