Yokohama diva, sultry online

There was nothing in his heart at first, but after the red-haired boy said it, Keigo Atobe felt weird. He almost took a step back towards the girl as if he was hiding from some virus.

"I'm just talking casually." He retorted, so anxious that he even forgot to say the mantra.

Tangerine: What are you doing...

Obviously it was this rude person who did it first, but now it feels like she did something.

Although he said so, Nakahara also knew that what Keigo Atobe did was probably provocative, but it was enough to subvert his cognition, for example, the high-ranking young master would also molested girls or something.

"The way and tone of your date are slightly inappropriate, and don't you have a wish?" Nakahara Nakaya held the clothes in one hand, and held the racket with the other hand on his shoulder. He raised his jaw slightly, looking ruffian.

He signaled to Atobe Keigo with his eyes: If he goes on a date now, it's okay.

"I said it all, just talking casually!"

"I don't want to date him!"

Two different voices exploded on the left and right at the same time, and it was a bit uncomfortable for Nakahara to be caught in the middle. He looked at Keigo Atobe, then at Tachibana Xing, and each found the deep look in the eyes of both sides. dislike.

Tachibana vigorously wiped the skin that was touched just now, and suddenly found that Keigo Atobe was also rubbing her fingers, and her eyelids twitched violently again.

This person may have some problems in his head. Since they dislike each other, why do they say things like dating that make both parties feel cold.

"What are you bastard doing to Ms. Xing?" Akira Kamio's anger rose, he ran to Tachibana Xing, and blocked the girl behind him with a protective gesture.

Zhong Yuanzhong had already noticed when someone was approaching, and he set his sights on the two people in front of him.

One has slightly long dark red hair blocking the left eye, as if gnashing his teeth to seek justice; the other has a spirited black crew cut, with vigilance and a touch of anger in his eyes.

The seriousness of the matter is already obvious, and Nakahara Zhongye's expression gradually turned into a half-smile, not to mention provoking girls, but he even wanted to provoke girls who had several flower protectors. What's even more funny was that he was caught on the spot .

Ju Xing was relieved, and the frozen expression on her face finally eased. She complained angrily, "He said that the people in the street tennis courts are..."

Before his image further collapsed in front of Zhongya, Atobe Keigo said that he didn't want to destroy his gorgeous and noble image in the heart of the red-haired boy.

"I just want to play a game. Why, do you want to play doubles with us?" The deep and melodious voice deliberately raised a few points, and the mole at the corner of his eyes seemed to be shining brightly, and it was completely impossible to see what he had done just now. .

"........."

"Taocheng, will you play doubles, let's form a team?" Kamio Akira frowned and proposed to form a team first. His character is destined to not be able to bear such a provocation, let alone involving Tachibana.

Takeshi Momoshiro opened his mouth and replied, "Doubles... I am best at doubles."

Onlookers: ... what they are best at is deceiving.

Atobe Keigo narrowed his eyes, even though the surrounding eyes were unfriendly, he did not show any signs of timidity, and said flatly to Nakahara Chu, "Since you have already come, just play for me, if If it's you, Huadi shouldn't need to make a move, right?"

"Huh?" The icy blue eyes were full of doubts, and Zhongyuan Zhong also let out a cry from his lips reflexively, his expression became serious little by little, "Are you sure you want me to beat you? But it's about your face."

"If such a weak person can't solve it, how can you help me complete other things?" Keigo Atobe waved his hand, and he sat down in the resting place next to him, his movements were very elegant, and he was in harmony with the surrounding people. The dilapidated environment is out of place.

So, does playing tennis have anything to do with bodyguards?It's really the temper of the willful and reckless young master-Nakahara never thought that his temper was so good, but he was obviously tolerant of Atobe Keigo in his heart.

He picked up the racket and walked to the center of the field, waved it casually a few times to find out the feel, which was actually quite novel, because Nakahara Chuya's hands touched the most cold daggers and pistols|guns.

"This guy, isn't it his first time playing tennis?" Takeshi Momoshiro murmured in a low voice. He has been paying attention to Chuya Nakahara's every move since just now, and of course he didn't miss his jerky swinging posture. He refuted himself, "Impossible, no matter how arrogant you are, you won't be like this."

"Let's have an upright duel!"

"start!"

Takeshi Momoshiro clenched the tennis ball and ran into the air, then swung his racket and drew a smooth arc in the air. The first serve obviously adopted a well-regulated strategy.

Nakahara Chuya was still familiar with the feel of the hand, and Huadi, who was like a mountain, stood beside him, obviously expressionless, and Nakahara Chuya also saw that he probably wouldn't help, because of what Atobe said just now.

He turned his body slightly sideways, swung his slender and strong arms from bottom to top, paused for a moment when he touched the net, and then swung back with a pleasing smooth forehand, leaving a crisp sound.

Takeshi Momoshiro thought, fortunately he can fight!

However, it is a simple straight ball, without turning around at all, really without the slightest skill.

"Are you guys looking down on us?" Akira Kamio couldn't suppress his emotions in an instant, he panted slightly, taking this as a contempt for them, and the cooperation with Takeshi Momoshiro was also so endless Satisfactory.

After a few rounds, the ochre-haired boy kept using a straight ball, and even almost crossed the bottom line a few times. What's even worse...it was clearly two people's doubles, but only one person participated. What's even more irritating is that this People are more than capable.

"No." Zhongyuan Zhong also lazily raised his eyelids, and he knew the approximate landing point. He stretched his body and raised his racket to face the two people opposite him. "But I'm going to seriously defeat you!"

The soft hair spread out in the air because of the movement, and the bright blue eyes became more translucent because of facing the light. Zhongyuan Zhong also grinned wildly, revealing two pointed canine teeth. The action of shooting.

The racket fell to the ground, and the astonishment in Takeshi Momoshiro's heart rushed out like weeds. He moved his feet stiffly, and the blood in his body seemed to freeze at the moment just now.

He could clearly see the same shock on Kamio's face as his. If they were still a little bit angry at being underestimated just now, they were serious now.

No matter whether it is analyzed by professional knowledge or the most intuitive feeling, when a ball that should be ordinary is caught with a racket, it contains great power. Takeshi Momoshiro has to admit that his arm is still trembling slightly with.

——It feels much stronger than his straight smash. This small body has a strong strength that doesn't match the appearance.

The key point is that the ball played by the red-haired boy looks like an infuriating straight ball.

This led to the dumbfounded faces of those who wanted to slap the face outside the tennis court. They only saw Takeshi Momoshiro jumping up confidently and hitting his own trick. This should be a difficult ball to hit back. Thinking of the red-haired boy answering a straight ball with ease.

Then came the weirdness of the matter, Takeshi Momoshiro didn't hit the straight ball back, and the tennis racket fell to the ground.

"Hey, Qingxue, can you do it? You didn't even hold the racket tightly." The suspicious eyes of the two people from Yulin Middle School were directly fixed on the two people on the field. They had little confidence in the newly formed doubles players. nothing.

Akira Kamio and Takeshi Momoshiro exchanged glances, aggrieved but also more vigilant in their hearts. The speed tennis and smashes they were proud of were all returned by the seemingly light but powerful straight ball.

"It's nice to be young!" Takeshi Momoshiro said casually first, and the expression on his face returned to smiling, but his dark purple eyes were gradually replaced by extreme seriousness, and he touched the short hair that stood up on his forehead , "It's not soaring enough, I've already started to ignite."

"I said, you used this just now, right?" Zhong Yuanzhong also said suddenly, taking advantage of the gap between the tennis balls still flying in the air, he stood on tiptoe and jumped a few times on the spot, and then faced the ball. The ball rushed up.

He is too skilled to learn, but he can still hit this kind of smash only relying on strength. Nakahara also moves with his heart, and the yellow tennis ball hits the center of the racket.

The action of the red-haired boy was almost the same as before. Whether it was the height of the jump or the angle of the swing, coupled with the heinous strength, Takeshi Momoshiro could already predict that the racket would be knocked into the air again, and If it is serious, the wrist may be injured...

Takeshi Momoshiro yelled at his companion almost instantly, "—Don't answer!"

With a sound of "Boom--", the yellow tennis ball didn't fly towards the expected place, but hit the net in the middle straightly. The super high power and rotation speed were blocked by the spacer net, but it still remained. A terrifying spherical protruding trace makes people doubt that if a little more power is added, it can directly break through this net...

"........."

Everyone's cheeks twitched, except Nakahara Chu and Atobe Keigo.

Zhong Yuanzhong also saw a "tsk", and he turned his wrist, "Sure enough, it's still a bit short."

"Okay, so far, this game is equivalent to us losing." Keigo Atobe stood up straight, he clapped his hands, and forced the game to end regardless of the opponent's unwillingness. Only Nakahara Nakahara was in his blue eyes. There is also a figure of a person.

Now that what he wants to see and know is clear, there is no need to waste any more time, and someone he knows has come.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, put away his racket, "Anyway, the result is none of my business."

"This person is really scarier than the first graders in our tennis club, but I haven't heard of Ice Emperor..." Takeshi Momoshiro looked at Chuya Nakahara and muttered to himself. He shook his wrist again and sighed. He said something old-fashioned and autumnal that didn't fit his age, "It's nice to be young!"

"Taocheng, what a good match!"

"Fuer? Minister? Echizen? Why are you here?" Takeshi Momoshiro trembled suddenly. He saw a face with a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze. The chestnut-haired boy with crooked eyebrows was lying on the fence next to him. There were many familiar figures standing beside him.