Male God Cultivation Manual

Fuji's hand was injured, although it is not particularly serious, but there is no need to continue practicing in the injured situation.

So after this match, the two packed their things and prepared to leave the tennis club.

Coming out of the locker room, Bu Er smiled and said, "Feng is alone in Tokyo."

Feng He nodded, "Yes." He had been told a long time ago that during the mission, he would not have anything to do with family members who just existed, so the situation is quite good now, and his life is more free.

Fuji smiled and turned his head to look at people, "If you have nothing to do at night, would you like to come to my house for dinner? My mother and sister are very good at cooking."

Feng He was startled, "Will it be too disturbing?"

"Of course not." Fuji's breath was warm and friendly, "I should have mentioned that I have a younger brother who also plays tennis."

Well, I know, lovely Yuta.

"Okay, I'll be there on time." In fact, Fenghe is still a little curious about Buer's family. A family that can raise such a gentle and smart young man must be a very warm family.

According to the time Buer said, Feng He knocked on the door of Buer's house on time.

The young man who opened the door narrowed his eyes with a smile. After seeing Feng He, his smile became even better, "Welcome."

After receiving the things from Fenghe, Bu Er welcomed Fenghe into the door, and Fenghe looked around the house.

It's not a very trendy decoration style, but it reveals unique ingenuity and a warm sense of life everywhere, making people want to curl up their mouths to relax and smile.

It's about the same as he imagined.

Fuji's mother and elder sister are very kind people, especially to the friends invited by their son and younger brother. They are kind and considerate, but they are not too enthusiastic to make people overwhelmed, and they have just the right proportion.

Fenghe was asked to sit on the sofa by the two, and fruit and drinks were quickly placed in front of him.

Looking at the boy with water-colored hair, he thanked him solemnly, and then answered every question seriously.

Fu Er's mother and sister looked at each other and smiled, obviously looking a little indifferent, but in fact he is a very good child, and gets along well with Zhou Zhu, and he and his family know each other well, although Zhou Zhu has many good friends, but He doesn't bring friends home very often.

After Bu Er's mother and sister returned to work in the kitchen, Feng He breathed a sigh of relief calmly. He used to be very good at getting along with this type, so he was afraid that he would accidentally relax too much.

Although it's not easy for him to collapse based on the result of his current training, it's better to be careful.

What if you relaxed enough to smile brightly?

Buer was lying on the back of the sofa next to Fenghe, and just now he had been listening to his mother and sister asking Fenghe questions with a smile on his face. She joked, "The wind is very popular with my mother and sister."

Fenghe would not be startled because of this little teasing for a long time, and turned her head to look at Fuji calmly, "Auntie Fuji and sister Yumiko are very kind people."

Bu Er pointed his cheek, "Oh, I seem to be a little jealous, I feel that all the attention has been snatched away."

Feng He looked at Bu Er, her ice blue eyes were calm and breezy, "If you go to my house, my mother will like you too."

Bu Er was stunned for a moment, his eyes became more and more obvious, "I seldom hear you talk about your family."

Boy, you asked a question that I can't answer, I don't even know what my family is like, how can I talk to people.

Feng He lowered her eyes slightly, concealing the frosty look in her eyes, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, showing a gentleness that Buer had never seen before, "They are very good." If it was just family members.

Fuji smiled and was about to say something, when the doorbell suddenly rang to interrupt what he was about to say, so he got up and opened the door.

"I'm back." After Fuji Yuta said this, he met his brother's smiling face with eyes narrowed, so he paused when he was about to take off his shoes.

The next moment, some stubborn teenagers lowered their heads and began to concentrate on changing shoes.

"Yuta is back." Fuji's voice was gentle, and he liked his younger brother very much.

Therefore, part of the reason for this invitation tonight is because of Yuta's relationship.

The only single player who has ever heard Yuta mention it accidentally, the singles three of the Rikkai University Tennis Club who performed well in the national competition, is Kaze.

After Yuta changed his shoes and entered the room, he looked up and saw a boy slightly older than him standing up politely from the sofa, with light blue hair and eyes, and a light but handsome face. ever.

"It's you, you are Li Haida's singles three." Pointing at Fenghe, Yuta lost his voice.

The young boy who is only the first in the country is actually closer to the appearance of a child. When he sees a very good player in his mind, he is a little excited and a little bit at a loss.

Feng He was stunned for a moment, he was sure that he had never met Yuta, how could Yutai know him, Li Haida's singles three, Yutai had seen his game?

Seeing this, Fuji, who followed Yuta back to the living room, smiled and rolled his eyes, it seems that it really is Feng Na.He stretched out his hand and pulled his younger brother to walk in front of Feng He, "Yuta, you should call me senior, Feng Jun is my brother's friend."

Only then did Yuta realize her impoliteness, she blushed a little unconsciously, and bowed very politely, "Senior, I'm so rude."

Feng He shook his head, "It's okay, you know me?"

Yuta was a little excited, "Yes, I have seen senior represent Lihai University in the national competition." That kind of absolute control and powerful momentum on the field really made people admire, "Senior is really amazing! "The young boy with the cross scar on his forehead answered so resolutely.

The words were so cute that Fenghe slightly raised the corners of her lips, "Thank you," paused, "I can tell you play tennis too, can I call you Yuta? There are two things that are true , I don’t know who I’m calling.”

Yuta was stunned, he never thought about it, he looked very indifferent senior, he smiled so softly, he didn't know how to describe such a smile, he always felt that the hot cocoa in winter was very ironic post.

So when Feng He asked him, he nodded almost subconsciously, his face was still red, "Of course."

Fenghe stroked Yuta's hair easily, the boy's hair was very soft, he understood why Buer liked this younger brother so much, "If Yuta-kun is free, let's go play tennis together."

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