[Net Wang Yuezhong] Chi Ai

Food box, a few fresh and simple vegetables, herring sushi, eel cucumber roll, eel egg roll, Tezuka Kunimitsu picked up an egg roll and stuffed it into his mouth. When he lowered his head, he found that the food in front of him was gone. The voice came at the right time: "The bento made by the minister tastes very good."

It was only then that Tezuka Kunimitsu realized that the gluttonous younger generation had snatched away the food box. Hearing this, Tezuka pondered for a while, and explained with a blank expression: "This is the intention of the mother."

Echizen Ryoma's throat choked up, and he coughed a few times before subsiding, "Oh, will the minister cook Japanese food?"

Tezuka Kuni's legs were sitting upright, half of his calf and slightly thin collarbone were exposed under the loose kimono, and as he moved to eat, Echizen Ryoma swallowed uncontrollably, turned his eyes away again, and buried his head eat hard.

The well-fed and well-satisfied crowd huddled together under the cherry tree, laughing and laughing, Taocheng and Haitang quarreled again, Kawamura and Fuji sat and chatted quietly, Oishi was taken by Kikumaru to take a photo, Tezuka looked on indifferently Everything in front of you, enjoy the spring sunshine comfortably.He didn't realize that not far behind him, the boy who seemed to be asleep with the brim of his hat on was staring at his slender back, the wind blew past, and the cherry blossom petals fell like rain, and the back looked up at the flowers. Blossoming and falling, Echizen seemed to be able to see through all the dust in an instant, and saw the warm smile on his face. He was immersed in the empty thoughts, and he didn't realize that the figure had turned his head and stepped towards him.

"Echizen, what's wrong with you?" Tezuka squatted down, worry was hidden in his deep eyes, the gentleness projected through the lens, the breath close in front of his eyes, awakened the dazed young man, he raised his head in a panic, and looked at him Incomparably clear fair face, pointed chin, thin lips...

The boy didn't respond for a long time, Tezuka frowned, stretched out his hand and stroked the boy's forehead: "Have you caught a cold?"

The temperature of his forehead was normal. Tezuka was relieved, and he was about to withdraw his hand, but suddenly the young man grabbed his wrist tightly, and his body subconsciously leaned forward... Tezuka's eyes widened in astonishment. Just now... the one that touched my lips just now was... was...

The boy patted the corner of his clothes and stood up, and the moment he passed by, he murmured in his usual arrogant tone: "It's cherry blossoms..."

The small, yellow, bouncing ball lightly landed on the person lying on his back under the tree, and Echizen Ryoma, who was immersed in dreamlike memories, suddenly opened his eyes, and he lifted the hat covering his face, Picking up the familiar tennis ball, he looked straight at the opposite person with amber-like eyes, looking at the man engraved deep in his heart, and he really appeared in front of his eyes.

Echizen Ryoma stood up, 180 three centimeters standing out from the crowd, and the man who was shoulder to shoulder with him walked over, his expressionless gaze came through the lens with slight puzzlement and anger, and his deep voice quietly entered Echizen's ears : "Echizen, why didn't you participate?"

【Yuezuka】Chi Ai San

Facing Tezuka Kunimitsu's questioning, Echizen Ryoma was not timid at all, every cell in his body trembled with excitement because of the sudden appearance of this person.Not long ago, I saw his ball game and receiving awards on TV. In a short short time, I had a sweet dream about him at the beginning. When I opened my eyes, the person I was thinking of was already standing in front of me.

Echizen Ryoma found that he couldn't find other emotions besides excitement.

Tezuka Kunimitsu was keenly aware of the strange atmosphere, his brows were raised slightly, his long and narrow eyes sank, his thin lips were involuntarily pursed, his slender figure of the same height but much thinner was wrapped in a well-tailored suit, straight Back, wonderfully exudes abstinence-like temptation, Echizen Ryoma's breathing is heavy, it's been a long time since he looked at him at close range, every time every competition or social interaction deliberately gathered together, but every time, every time is quiet Nodding his head and laughing, what he has to face is not the fearless tennis, but the minister who cares about him and smiles gently outside the court.They, who also love tennis, got closer on the court and in the tennis relationship. As time went by, Echizen Ryoma became impatient. He needed to approach him in fields other than tennis and let him understand himself.

"Echizen? Let me ask you, why didn't you participate in this year's ATP round-robin tournament?" Tezuka Kunimitsu tried his best to restrain the anger in his heart, and tried to face the juniors as calmly as possible. Although he won this year's championship and was entangled in glory, he didn't feel happy at all. The huge football world , the opponent who can make his blood boil the most has always been the person in front of him.From the beginning of my youth to now, I hope that my opponent will become stronger, and I hope that I can play tennis happily in my lifetime. The belief in my heart has never changed because of that already strong boy.However, his unexcused absence became the source of anger in his heart. Holding the dazzling gold medal, his chest was full of disappointment.

Echizen Ryoma stared at him with sparkling eyes, raised the corners of his mouth and hummed, and said indifferently, "It's my business whether to participate or not."

Tezuka Kunimitsu frowned even more when he heard this, and said coldly: "I can understand that you are despising me?"

The suppressed anger and trance made Echizen Ryoma almost lose his composure, and he took a step forward. Echizen Ryoma smiled and said, "Minister, do you think I'm the one who will despise you?"

In one sentence, Tezuka Kunimitsu put away all his emotions in an instant, and he regained his composure. His face was still expressionless, but his deep voice spoke in a relaxed tone: "I lost my calm, sorry. But, I still need your reason .”

Echizen Ryoma was in a good mood seeing him softened, patted his clothes and pulled Tezuka Kunimitsu's wrist and strode towards home: "Anyway, the minister is probably a little tired just after getting off the plane, so go to my house to have something to eat first. It's just lunch Almost there."

Tezuka Kunimitsu was dragged forward by the younger generation who made his own claims, and when he heard that he was going to eat at his house, he became serious and serious: "This is such a trouble to my aunt, and I didn't prepare a gift, it's too rude."

"Heh." Echizen Ryoma just smiled, and before Tezuka could react, he suddenly ran with long legs, holding Tezuka's hand tightly, running in the fresh warm wind, filled with the sweet smell of cherry blossoms , into the nose, intoxicating.Wantonly grabbing his hand, wanton feeling his breath, wanton... setting off wanton love mood...

Everything, so wonderful.

Wheel was busy with the last dish in the kitchen. Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching from far and near into the house, Wheel smiled and said loudly, "Ryoma, you came back on time. Wait for a while, you can eat right away."

Echizen Ryoma chuckled, "Mom, there are guests."

Wheel poked his head out in surprise, Tezuka Kunimitsu hurriedly nodded respectfully: "Hello, Auntie, I'm sorry to bother you."

Wheel looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu in surprise: "You are Tezuka Kunimitsu, Ryoma's minister, hello, you are my idol, welcome to our house as a guest. Tezuka-san please sit down, I will cook."

"Ah, trouble."

Because of Tezuka's sudden visit, Wheels returned to the kitchen with a smile and prepared two more dishes. The three of them ate a very rich and delicious lunch together. Tezuka has not rested since the round-robin competition. Today, he finally received the prize and flew back to China. All my tired body melted away because of this lunch.

"It's been a long time since I had such delicious Japanese food, thank you very much." Tezuka Kunimitsu smiled softly, and thanked him politely and respectfully like a wheel.

The wheel covered his mouth and giggled, "Oh, you kid, you are really likable. You are much more sensible than our Longma."

Echizen Ryoma squinted at his mother dissatisfied, and muttered in a low voice: "You are biased." After saying that, he snorted, took the ball and walked towards the courtyard with Tezuka.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's long and narrow eyes glowed strangely when he saw the ball. He followed the sunlight and looked at the man opposite. Tezuka raised the ball and asked seriously: "Echizen, please tell me before this game. Reasons for not participating."

Echizen Ryoma gently patted his shoulder with his racket, smiled arrogantly and lazily, raised his hand, threw a small ball, and ruthlessly passed the ball to the far side, like the wind and fire, as if to take away all the things in his heart enthusiasm.

"The reason is that you can stand here." Standing in front of him, there is no ball game, no audience, no alienation.

Tezuka Kunimitsu caught the ball steadily, and he couldn't help trembling at the sound from the other side at this moment, and the hand that held the racket became hot and humid in an instant.

That person, those eyes, that persistent and fiery gaze...

How familiar, just like back then.

【Yuezuka】Late love [-]

After a whole afternoon of confrontation, exhausted sweat and physical strength, the yellow balls were entangled like scorching air, making each other inseparable.The last ray of sunlight in the west slowly fell into the mountain stream, and the last ball finally fell on one side, and it could no longer stir up storms.

The two were limp on the ground and out of breath, neither of them had the strength to speak. The night wind blew past gently, taking away a bit of fatigue and heat. The beating heart was like a bell and drum in the quiet night, which was intriguing.

Echizen Ryoma stood up first, dragging his heavy legs and slowly walked towards Tezuka who seemed to be in a coma on the opposite side. He stood beside him, condescendingly looking down on Tezuka's hearty face, and the fine sweat was like shining stars in the night sky , Tezuka's rapid breathing is as attractive as pure air, Echizen Ryoma squatted down, knelt in front of Tezuka, tilted his head, reached out and took off the gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and put them on the bridge of his nose with a half-smile, Those cat eyes suddenly became dazzled and dizzy, Echizen simply closed his eyes, and carefully groped Tezuka's cheek with his hand, narrow eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips, scorching temperature, undulating breathing, flustered pulse, Thin but strong chest.

Snapped--

Echizen continued to mess with the hands