Lanfeng

It's..." How is it possible! Such an excellent sister, such a distressed sister...

"The song is over, and I'm going back to Jingwu's side. Brother, I'm leaving first." The waltz ended quickly, and the two of them had already returned to the dance floor. to leave.

"Xiao Lan." When the hand was pulled, Hanazawa Lei's trembling and sad voice sounded, making Takeuchi Lankaze's body stiff.

"Xiao Lan, do you hate me?" Hate me, hate me for not keeping the promise...

"My lord brother is really good at joking, how could I hate my lord brother?" Takeuchi Lankaze's indifferent voice sounded, making Hua Zelei startled: her tone...

"I just...will not forgive you." Takeuchi Lanfeng paused, broke away his hands, and walked not far away to the boy with a mole who was watching here frequently.

Brother, I will never forgive you...

No matter what the reason, never, never forgive you...

will never...

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No one saw the blond and indifferent boy, he lowered his head, tears welled up in his beautiful and melancholy eyes, and he loosened his hands powerlessly.

never forgive me...

Sure enough, I am far away from you...

Xiaolan...

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"Thank you Auntie and Sister Zhuang for their hospitality, and senior, I haven't said happy birthday to you." Even though there was a long coat over the dress, Arashi Kaze Takeuchi was forced by her boyfriend to put on his trench coat. Standing in front of the red Ferrari, he politely said goodbye to the three members of the Daoming Si family.

"Ah, no need, Sister Huaze!" Daoming Sisi scratched his head carelessly, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Lanfeng, you're welcome. I'll be returning to the United States tomorrow. When you come to New Jersey, you can come to my house as a guest."

"That's right, the driver didn't come to pick you up so late, sister Lanfeng? Let your brother give you a ride." Misaku Ling looked at the boy standing next to Takeuchi Lanfeng with concern, hesitantly: he got Do you have a driver's license...

"That's right, Lei, I'll lend you the car."

"Ah." The young man woke up suddenly, looking at his sister with eager eyes, "Xiao Lan..."

"It's okay, I don't bother you seniors and elder brothers, Jingwu will send me back." He shook his head politely and bowed, and the young man beside him also greeted Daoming Sifeng and Daoming Sizhuang, and the gentleman opened the car door, After the girl sat down, fastened it carefully, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away steadily.

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In the car.

"If you don't want to participate in this kind of occasion in the future, don't come." Keigo Atobe freed a hand to hold her hand while driving.

"Xiaojing, I'm fine." Takeuchi Lanfeng withdrew his hand, "Drive well."

"Ah." Keigo Atobe nodded.

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Seeing the Takeuchi family's house from a distance, Keigo Atobe slowly turned off the car until it stopped at the door.

"It's here. Let's go in." Before Keigo Atobe finished speaking, he was hugged tightly by the girl, "Ah, what's wrong?"

"No, it's just a pity that I didn't have a good dance with you today." When she raised her head, the girl's face was still as calm and gentle as ever, without any sadness or melancholy.

75. The Banquet Storm Part Two...

"If you want to dance next time, I will dance with you!" Keigo Atobe, with a bright smile that could light up the darkness, embraced the girl's shoulders, and gently kissed the corner of her lips.

"Okay, you promised me, don't go back on your word in the future." Don't be like my brother...

The author has something to say: After the revision is completed, today is a long three-shift. . .I'm afraid it won't be so fixed after that. . .Too late to write oh. . .

Believe me, Shancai is crazy. . .

Xiao Lan, you wronged Hua Zelei. . .

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76. Prepare for a decisive battle...

In the national competition, although Ice Emperor was recommended by the host city to enter the competition, the first match against Kyushu's No. 5 Lion Music shocked many people by winning 0:8, and successfully entered the top [-].In the second game, they will meet again with Higachu's old enemy Qing Xue in the first game with a bye to compete for the qualification of the semi-finals.

"Hello, I'm Arashika Takeuchi." Seeing the landline number of Kei Atobe's house displayed on the phone, Arashika Takeuchi was stunned: Aren't you going to watch the match between Aigaku and Higa today?Why are you at home...

"Miss Takeuchi, can you come here?" An eager voice came from the other end of the phone, "Master Jingwu, Master Jingwu..."

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Takeuchi Arashikaze hurriedly walked into the door of Atobe's house, and bowed to the butler who was waiting in the lobby early, "Hello."

"Miss Takeuchi, you're finally here." The housekeeper said with joy, and walked forward.

"Grandpa housekeeper, what's wrong with Jingwu?"

"...I can't explain it clearly either, Ms. Takeuchi should go and see for herself."

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Walking into the back garden, I saw a figure lying on the water of the swimming pool not far away.The sunlight reflected softly on the blue water, and the boy had his eyes closed, and the tear moles at the corners of his eyes glistened.

"Feng'er, why are you here?" Hearing the abnormal movement, Atobe Keigo opened his eyes, and saw a familiar figure standing on the shore not far away.

"Okay, it's time to get up." It seems that watching the game today has been a lot of stimulation... Takeuchi Arashikaze walked over and reached out to the boy who opened his eyes.

"Feng'er, why are you here?" The boy was a little unbelievable, but he still held the extended hand and walked up.

"If I don't come to the Atobe's house, you will fall out." Takeuchi Arashikaze picked up a large towel on the chair and handed it over, watching the boy wipe his hair with amused expression, "Hurry up and change your clothes, you'll catch a cold. "

"Ah, wait in my room, it's windy outside." Keigo Atobe took her hand.

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"Ah, what are you looking at?" Keigo Atobe changed into a fresh outfit, and came out with a gorgeous and arrogant look, and saw Arashi Kaze Takeuchi sitting on a chair and carefully flipping through the things in his hand.He walked over lightly, covered her shoulders from behind, and lightly bit her neck.

"Stop making trouble." Uncontrollably, he groaned softly, Takeuchi Arashikaze restrained the scorching heat coming from his neck, barely raised his arm and pushed weakly, and turned the cover over, "It's nothing, Ivy sent materials, held a month-long autumn camp in the second half of the year, and invited the top 15 who participated in the speech contest last time to Harvard, Massachusetts."

"When are you leaving?" Keigo Atobe was stunned, but when he saw the unconcealed expectation behind the girl's glasses, he knew that she was going. He wanted her to stay with him, watching him stand on the top, making Dominating the whole country, sending that trophy to her in front of everyone on the podium...

"Next week." Takeuchi Lanfeng looked at the unknown light in his eyes and understood what was on his mind. He turned around and put his arms around his neck, "Xiaojing..."

"It's alright, alright, you know I won't stop you." Seeing her rarely showing a "coquettish" expression, Keigo Atobe nodded her nose helplessly, turned around and pulled her into his arms She said, "My uncle can't bear you, so you have to come back early."

"Okay." Takeuchi Lanfeng leaned in his arms obediently.

After being quiet for a while, Takeuchi Arashikaze raised his head suddenly, broke away gently, and saw him sitting on the sofa next to him. "By the way, aren't you going to watch Qingxue's game today? Why do you come back like that?"

"Nothing? It's just that I suddenly want to play tennis." Thinking of the wonderful game that he identified as his old enemy in the morning game after being injured, the superb "limit of tempering" made him a fierce fighting spirit: after returning Tezuka Kunimitsu is indeed an opponent that my uncle admits!

"Why, very powerful?" I'm afraid he was provoked by some people, otherwise why would he lose his usual strategy inexplicably?

"Well, but