[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

- Love is tender.

Hands clasped, shoulders leaning on each other, and eyes facing each other softened the rigid and serious facial features.

——Love is domineering.

Lock your eyes and don't move away, engrave my name on the chain, and always remember where you belong.

In the eyes of others, Sanada and Yukimura have opposite personalities.Sanada is cold and serious, and he doesn't seem easy to deal with. Except in front of Yukimura, no one has seen him slack.Yukimura, on the other hand, is more gentle on weekdays and speaks freely, and he can chat a few words with the seniors and juniors in the team.

No one knows that these two people have a completely different gap in temperament and temperament in love.

Sanada has always been aware of the nature of lovers.Being gentle and considerate is Yukimura's cultivation. His natural artistic temperament makes him look very attractive, and being with flowers and plants all year round also suits his appearance.Many people think that Yukimura on the court is like a different person, but that personality is also incomparably matched with this exquisite and noble boy.

Rather than saying that he is a prince, Sanada feels that the title given to him by the tennis world is more appropriate.A son of God who stands above all living beings is of course indifferent in nature, except for the personnel and affairs that he cares about, everyone else looks at him coldly.

And once it is regarded as its own by the gods, it will never be possible to get rid of it.

At this time, Sanada was stared at, and once again realized this clearly.

However, although he is gentle in front of Yukimura, he is also a samurai with a sword in his bones.Which man has no blood?

"I really want to kiss you here right now." Sanada's lips touched his lover's eyes, and the heat from his breath almost set them on fire. "I have to wait another three months."

His panting came to Yukimura's ear, licking his lover's ear as if on purpose.He knew very well that there was nothing the two of them could do in the car, but the fire provoked by the wicked lover could no longer be extinguished.His hand wanted to get into the hem of his lover's clothes, but he was grabbed hard and refused to put it in.

"arrive."

Yukimura raised his eyebrows and looked at him amusedly, his eyes were filled with the pride of victory in this lovers' war, "You can wait in the room."

Sanada glared at him fiercely, speechless from the stopped bus.

"...You two, stay away from me next time."

Nioh stood up from the front row as if his whole body was wilted, and his slender fox eyes looked at them softly, "There will be a game tomorrow, so don't bother others."

Not everyone has a lover like the two of you, not to mention that the lover is still around.You let those of us who can't beat you in the game and are still single, how can we live?If you play in this state, either you will go crazy, or you will make your opponent go crazy.

Nioh didn't wait for Sanada Yukimura to answer, turned around and walked towards the car door with his tennis bag in hand.His little braid was on one side, and his back looked pitiful.

Yukimura stood up, put his bag on his back and stepped in front of Sanada.His white thighs flashed in front of Sanada's eyes, and after being irritated, he walked away leisurely, leaving behind a lover who gritted his teeth.

The race is about to start, and even if Sanada feels upset, he won't make fun of the athlete's body.At least until the end of the group stage, he knew that he would not be allowed to be intimate with his lover again.

He took a deep breath, picked up his bag and pulled his face, and got out of the car. The last few coaches who got off looked at his unhappy expression in wonder, wondering if this guy couldn't help but want to play.

Arriving at the hotel and before entering the door, the teenagers saw a familiar figure.A tall boy with silver hair was strolling along the side of the street, and his light gift bag looked like a local from Lin City.Tanejima glanced at several familiar teammates, waved with a smile, and walked to Irie in a few steps.

"Just arrived?" Irie looked at his expression, and smiled when he saw that everything was normal, "You missed today's wonderful performance, Xiu Jun."

Taneshima reached out and touched the top of Irie's head. The huge height difference between the two made him look like a big brother, "I know, you're the one who loses."

Irie narrowed his eyes, ignored him, turned around and walked towards the hotel gate.Behind him, Taneshima shrugged and chatted to the younger teammates who greeted him.He glanced at the few people walking behind, and smiled meaningfully, "It seems that I took advantage of the juniors."

He licked his lips at Yukimura who nodded and greeted him at the sound, "I walked all the way, and many beauties came to take pictures with me."

Probably because of the amazing performance in the exhibition match, the world tennis world noticed a dark horse in this year's World Cup. The Japanese team, the Eastern team, has become the object of great attention now.The red and white uniform was very conspicuous, and Taneshima, who was not in the game, was caught by passers-by fans. They were not very familiar with the face of Dongfang, and they only had an impression of this outfit, so they took pictures together.

"'I'm a fan of that purple-haired boy on your team! I wish him the best of luck in the game!'" Taneshima narrowed his voice, imitating a girl's voice, "Your name will be remembered soon, little Yukimura."

Yukimura nodded naturally, not taking his words to heart.He is very clear that this senior sometimes jokes in his words. Besides, he has not played a game in the main match, and the exhibition match can only be said to have started well. Everyone in the team knows the strength of the German team. He really thinks he is better than the German team. The strongest in the world is a fool.

"Go back in the afternoon to adjust your status. Tomorrow is the first race, and everyone is ready." Mifune snorted coldly and glared at Taneshima, who was late by boat, "Especially you, hurry up and find my status! "

"Okay, good coach..." Taneshima arched his shoulders symbolically, turned and walked into the hotel with a helpless expression.Yukimura Sanada followed behind him, and the three of them chatted about the situation of the game one after another.

The main hall of the hotel where there were not many people in the past has now gathered a lot of people.Yukimura doesn't know if the German team has returned, but judging by the number, it seems that many exhibition games in other stadiums have also ended.He identified the national team uniforms in several different areas of the hall, and spotted the clothes of the French team with sharp eyes.

He narrowed his eyes, stared at a few of them for a while, and then slowly withdrew his gaze.

"What, do you know anyone?" Taneshima asked, stretching his long legs on the sofa in the rest area, noticing Yukimura's gaze.

Yukimura paused, shook his head and remained silent.He and Sanada also found a seat next to them and sat down. The two whispered something while their heads were next to each other. Sanada raised his head to look in the direction Yukimura was looking at just now, and then lowered his head again.

The two of them seemed to be separated by some invisible barrier without knowing it. Once they stayed together, it would always make people feel that they couldn't get in the conversation.Tanejima didn't care, and watched them with great interest, his face full of curiosity.

They chatted for a while before Dashi discussed with the coaches about the draw for the group stage in the afternoon and returned to the team.Yukimura looked up at the teammate who came over, and suddenly frowned.

"...Who is behind Dashi?"

When Taneshima turned his head, a tall, beautiful blonde was walking beside Dashi with a smile on her face.She looked so eye-catching that many teenagers in the hall couldn't help looking at her figure.Taneshima didn't know her until today, but the boys of the Japanese team immediately opened their eyes.

"This...uh," Dashi opened his mouth to introduce, but remembered that he didn't know the woman's name, and looked at her sideways in embarrassment.

"Judith Herman." The woman smiled, took out a business card holder from her small handbag, and came to Yukimura, who stood up politely because of her gaze, "I'm sorry to disturb you and your teammates. speak?"

A black business card was held between her slender fingers, and Yukimura raised his eyebrows when he heard the woman's name, looked down at the words on the business card, subconsciously looked up and stared at her as if confirming.

"That's right, it's me." Judith tilted his head.

Yukimura exhaled slowly, turned his head to wink at Sanada to show that he was okay, and apologized to his teammates.The two of them walked away until they left the crowd and reached the bar area before finding a table and sitting down, serious as if they were talking about something serious.

"Deputy Minister, what did she just say?" Kirihara, who has no understanding of English, asked Sanada confusedly, "I remember that she seems to be the woman who struck up a conversation with the Minister at the beach..."

Sanada frowned, he had never heard of this name, nor did he have any impression from Yukimura's previous conversations.But Yukimura obviously became very serious and respectful after seeing the woman's business card, not knowing who this person was.

"I found it."

Liu whispered, and found that his teammates focused on him, translating the webpage on the computer, "This is an English website, it seems to be an exhibition of international young painters this year, '21-year-old Danish emerging painter Judith Herman won the gold medal for his work "You".'”

"So it's a painter..." Nioh raised his eyebrows, "Yukimura must have seen her works."

"No." Sanada still frowned, "That's not why Jingichi respects her so much." None of them could tell what secret there was in this person's name just from the news.He himself doesn't know anything about the painting world, especially Western works, and he is only familiar with those classic masterpieces...

He looked worriedly into the distance, whether he was overwhelmed by Yukimura's gaze before he left, and sat back on the sofa, but his eyes were still fixed on that person, and he did not turn his gaze away.

-

"……What did you say?"

Yukimura blinked blankly, not believing his ears.

"I said, please be my model."

Judy rested her chin and propped her elbows on the table.She didn't seem to mind that her elegant image was broken by this bright and joyful expression at this moment, and she stared at the young man sitting opposite as if her eyes were shining, "I fell in love with you at first sight the first time I saw you."

Yukimura straightened his body very solemnly. Although he was wearing sportswear, he seemed to be discussing important matters, but the first sentence of the other party made him feel a little dazed, and he didn't react for a long time.

He looked at the woman's expression and made sure that she was not joking, so he relaxed his shoulders and smiled, "Miss Herman, I thought..."

He paused, glanced at the name on the black business card on the table, "Miss Schmink—"

"Herman, dear." Judith interrupted him, correcting his address. "I rarely use that last name. I prefer Herman if I can."

Yukimura raised his eyebrows and said kindly, "Miss Herman, I'm a tennis player now."

Judith smiled and nodded, "Of course, I will never disturb you or delay your time, I just hope to get your permission in advance. I will paint in places you can't see during your competition , believe me, this work must be the pinnacle of aesthetics.”

Yukimura sighed softly.His request to this woman is understandable.As a painter, although Yukimura himself is not keen on the human body, he is very clear about the strong desire to create when he sees his favorite model.It's just that he never thought of seeing himself as a model in his life...

He looked at the woman on the opposite side. Obviously, it was because of the name on the business card that aroused his curiosity at first, but he did not expect that the descendants of the Schminke family had such a personality.When he hesitated to ask whether it would be impolite, the other party asked first, "If you have any questions, don't worry."

Yukimura nodded and said, "I'm curious why you handed me this business card." He pointed to the black piece of paper on the table, "In the painting world, you all use the name of Judith Herman, Most people don't pay much attention."

Judith blinked and smiled knowingly.There was a hint of cunning in her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up like a little fox, "Of course I still have the business card I usually use."

She dug out the business card holder from her handbag, pulled out a white business card and pushed it over, "Judith Hellman, I have my own studio, and there is only one employee at the moment." Her beautiful finger nodded To myself, "That's me."

Yukimura looked at her with a grin, and lowered his head to compare the two business cards.The black one has only two lines of words, "Judith Hermann Schminck" is enlarged, and a logo with "Schminck" is clearly printed in the bottom corner.He reached out and clicked on the logo, and looked at the opposite side with a half-smile, "You're using this to attract my attention, right?"

The logo made of artistic fonts seems to be just an ordinary surname, but for painting lovers all over the world, almost everyone knows this name. One of the world's top ten pigment brands born 200 years ago, German Schmincke, was created by two chemists.And the name of one of them is Hermann Schminck.

"How do you know that I can recognize this brand?" Yukimura narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman's eyes, as if he still had doubts.

Judith didn't care about this, he took out his phone, tapped and slid out a picture.She pushed the phone over, and Yukimura took a closer look, and it was clearly a photographed magazine work.

"My friend in Japan saw your work and thought I would like it, so he took a picture and contacted me." She looked down at the picture with a smile, and commented in admiration, "I have searched all your ocean series. Oil painting, it is a pity to find out that you have never participated in an international competition."

The picture in her mobile phone is Yukimura's work before she fell ill last year. After it was completed, it was handed over to Yukimura's mother's studio for exhibition, and the magazine material was not regarded as a big deal by him.At that time, he hadn't been admitted to the hospital, and he didn't know what despair and pain were. Looking at it now, he always felt that it was not deep enough, so he shook his head and said, "This work is not qualified for international competitions."

Judith was stunned for a moment, and looked at the boy opposite with wide eyes, "Don't tell me that you plan to win the gold medal as soon as you debut, my dear... This painting is enough to enter the youth painting circle."

Yukimura pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and stretched his eyebrows, "It's not a myth to win a gold medal in his debut." At least in his opinion, this can prove that his previous accumulation is enough, and he is qualified to be admired and commented by the insiders. Can't go wrong.

Just like he decided to enter the professional net after he was fully prepared, once he appeared in front of the competition and the world, Yukimura hoped that he would be impeccable and be able to conquer all opponents with his strength.Similarly, if his experience and thoughts are deep enough, then his works will also be worthy of scrutiny.In art and tennis, he doesn't want anyone judging his work.

Judith was overwhelmed by the boy's confidence and arrogance, speechless.She even vaguely felt that Yukimura was like a sleeping dragon, who had just opened his eyes at this moment, as if he didn't intend to pay attention to those clowns, and let everyone break their heads to compete for a ranking nonchalantly.

She looked down at the enlarged painting on the phone screen.The sea before dawn is like this giant dragon, making final preparations for its take-off before the sun rises.

"...I thought using the title of Schmink's descendant was enough to convince you to be my model." Judith murmured, "But now I regret it a bit."

She stared straight into the boy's eyes, and only wanted to say a word——

"Honey, sign me up."

-

"So, did you finally agree?"

In the restaurant of the hotel, the purple-haired boy and the black-haired boy were sitting across the table for two people having lunch.They sat in a corner, left the lively crowd, changed their private servers, and looked like a pair of friends who came out to play.

Yukimura cut a piece of fish steak and put it in his mouth, and looked at his lover opposite with a smile, "Do you want me to agree?"

Sanada paused, knowing that this guy was teasing him again.He snorted softly, intentionally made a dissatisfied look, and whispered, "I don't want you to agree."

Yukimura raised his eyebrows, carefully observed Sanada's expression for a while, and smiled lightly for a while, "Okay, then I will refuse."

Sanada was taken aback, frowning at him.The boy looked like he didn't think deeply, took a sip of the juice, and then continued to eat naturally, but Sanada, who was waiting for the other party to comfort him, felt as if he had been cheated again.

"Jingshi." The knife in his hand couldn't cut through. If he didn't figure out the result, the remaining steak would probably be too much to eat. "Don't make trouble."

Yukimura laughed and stared at his lover's expression with interest, "You are used to acting like a baby with me now."

Sanada's eyes widened, with an expression of "how can I act like a baby", which made Yukimura laugh again and again.

"Of course I will agree. The descendants of Shiminke, I have used the paint brand for ten years." Yukimura raised his eyebrows, "Imagine the young director of Babolat asking you to try a new racket..."

Following his words, Sanada imagined that if his favorite camera had such an opportunity... "I see, you are testing that woman's sincerity."

Not only that.

Yukimura smiled, but he would not say more about his plans.My lover is still very simple in many ways. If it involves grasping people's hearts, even if I say it myself, the other party will not understand.

He smiled, watched Sanada continue to eat seriously, and withdrew his messy thoughts.

Schminke's descendants don't like the surname Shiminke.

The ancestors of German origin, the descendants are now Danish nationality.

Interesting.