[Comprehensive] The way home of the poisonous sister

The boy with a pink hair and an exceptionally pretty face quickly caught the tennis ball of the blue-haired boy with glasses on the opposite side, then jumped high in mid-air, and hit the ball back.

The blue-haired man was not in a hurry when facing the tennis ball that was about to fall to the ground. Instead, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Ah, the zero-style short ball, it seems that Yushi's ball skills have improved a bit. I don't know who will be better after meeting my kesong." The boy with a golden brown pot head commented in his mouth , looking at the blue-haired man with fighting intent in his pupils.

"I'm afraid Yue Ren will lose this game." The boy with short white hair and big eyes looked at the fierce game with worry, and turned to his side. The boy with long chestnut hair tied into a ponytail and arms crossed his chest said worriedly.

"It's not surprising, the other party is a genius of our Ice Emperor, but Yue Ren is really a bit inferior." The chestnut boy who replied had his arms folded, with an expression of indifference, but what he said made people want to beat him up. pause.

While watching the match on the tennis court, Jing Luo observed the members of the tennis club from the corner of her eye.

Then I found that, except for Huadi, everyone inside looked pretty good.

Jing Luo's eyes sparkled, and then she looked at them carefully, wanting to see who was the most suitable brother and sister-in-law.

"Huhuhu" At this moment, a soft snoring sound suddenly sounded from the side.

Jing Luo was attracted by the snoring, looked around for a while, and found a boy with brown-red slightly curly hair lying on a tree trunk not far from her.

Jing Luo stretched out her soft and slender fingers, and poked Xiao Jing's waist.

Atobe, who was watching the battle between Yushi and Yueren, noticed the movement around his waist, tilted his head, and looked at Jingluo with puzzled eyes.

Jing Luo turned around slightly, pointed at the boy who was sleeping happily on the tree, and asked curiously, "Xiao Jing, who is this person? Is he also your team member?"

Atobe looked up the tree, only to find that this kid Cirou was sleeping on the tree, the corners of his eyes twitched, wanting to ignore the fact that this kid was his teammate.

When Atobe and Jingluo were talking, the battle on the tennis court was over.

6 to 4, Yushi Ninzu won.

Seeing this, Atobe, who wanted to change the topic of Jingluo, directly raised his right hand and snapped his fingers towards the sky.

The familiar sound of snapping fingers immediately attracted the attention of the formal players in gray and white clothes on the tennis court.

"Hey, the minister brought a girl here today, is it his girlfriend?" The boy with short white hair walked forward while gossiping to the boy with chestnut hair next to him.

"Absolutely impossible." The chestnut-haired boy replied with a very positive tone.

The two who had just finished the battle walked to Atobe together with five other people, and then stood neatly in a row, shouting in unison: "Hello, Minister."

Although the voices of the seven people were not loud, they startled the birds perched on the trees away one by one.

And a certain boy who was lying on the tree and sound asleep was still snoring, showing no intention of waking up.

"Huadi." Atobe glanced at the tall, strong and serious Huadi.

Huadi, who was at the front, came out from a row of people. After saying yes, he immediately ran to the tree, took out a lollipop from his pocket, unwrapped the bag, and put it over the boy's mouth.

The boy's mouth seemed to feel delicious, and moved quickly in the direction of the lollipop. When the boy was about to bite the candy, Birch ran over with the lollipop.

The boy who squinted his eyes but moved his body in the direction of the lollipop fell directly from the tree.

As a result, a large print was stamped on the grass.

Jing Luo, who witnessed this scene, twitched the corners of her mouth, then walked to Huadi and walked around him a few times. When she stopped, she shook her head from side to side and lamented, "Huadi, Huadi, I didn't expect , you are such a birch."

Normally like the shadow of Atobe, Huadi, who seldom even smiles on his face, turned reddish, and explained to Jingluo with some embarrassment: "Jingluo, it's not like this, I yes."

In the middle of speaking, Huadi suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Could it be that this is what your brother asked me to do.

Wouldn't this be blatantly speaking ill of the Ministry of History.

So Huadi, who was usually seldom talked, was immediately at a loss for words.

Atobe looked at it in the blink of an eye, but Jing Luo was attracted by Huadi again, and for the first time felt that it was a wrong decision for her to send Huadi to wake Jiro up.

"Ci Lang, come here quickly." Since you can't directly vent your anger on Hua Di and Jing Luo, then of course the culprit who caused this incident, Ci Lang, cannot escape.

Atobe, who had already prepared Jirou's punishment secretly, rubbed his eyelids and smiled more and more alluringly.

And just getting up from the ground, Ci Lang, who heard the minister's order, only felt a gust of cold wind blowing from his back, directly from his footsteps to his forehead.

"Today, I will introduce someone to you. She is my uncle's little follower, Jingluo Atobe." Atobe pointed to Jingluo who was standing in front of Huadi, and introduced with a joyful expression.

"Hi, everyone, my family, Xiao Jing, thank you for taking care of me when I was in Bingdi." Jing Luo waved her hand, her eyes narrowed into a smile, and thanked the boys standing in a row.

"You're welcome." The boys standing in a row didn't speak except for the blue-haired one, and the other boys shook their hands one after another, feeling a little helpless and shy.

When the teammates either touched their heads or clenched their fists one by one, their faces were blushing shyly.

The boy with blue long hair standing in the middle suddenly stepped out of the line, his steps were graceful, like a gentleman walking at a ball.

The boy walked three steps away from Jingluo, put his right hand on his waist, and after doing a very gentlemanly gesture, he adjusted his glasses, and said in a deep and magnetic voice, "Hello, I'm Ninja Yushi, this is my first time. Seeing each other, for a beautiful lady like Jing Luo, you should keep your words of thanks in your heart, and let us savor them carefully, tell me, right?"

When he said the last sentence, Yuji Shinozu suddenly narrowed his eyes, and there was some unknown light hidden in his eyes like electric discharge.

"Really?" Jing Luo smiled, then stepped back slightly before continuing to speak: "I think, if you keep the words of gratitude in your heart, you may not be able to appreciate it, Mr. Ren Zu, you say, Yeah?"

A gentleman with a mask and a tiger with a smiling face, the two are really the same fake.

Looking at the two people wearing smiling masks not far away, Atobe rolled his eyes boredly, and turned a blind eye to the provocations made by his teammates towards his sister.

For Atobe, if his younger sister can't even deal with the old fox Yushi, it's not too gorgeous.

Sure enough, when Atobe looked over again, the two had separated, smiled at each other, and walked away.

The other boys standing in a row introduced themselves to Jing Luo one by one, and then looked around with tennis rackets one by one, and stopped talking.

Seeing that the two parties had finished greeting each other, Atobe took Jing Luo to sit on the bench beside the tennis court, and said directly: "Jing Luo, since you have completed your studies in England, you want to come Are we ice emperors?"

Jing Luo propped her hands on both sides of the bench, and after listening to Xiao Jing's words, she shook her head: "Xiao Jing, I have already obtained a medical diploma from Imperial College of Technology, so do you think I still need to study?"

Hearing Jing Luo's proud words, Atobe directly rubbed Jing Luo's hair color with his own, and said earnestly: "Jing Luo, you are still a child, and studying in school is what you should live."

Jing Luo helplessly glanced at the hand rubbing wantonly on her head, then pressed Xiao Jing's hand with one hand, pulled it off her head, and responded noncommittally: "Xiao Jing, just hit you well Let's play tennis, you know, father doesn't have much time for you."

Atobe, who was choked by Jing Luo's angry words of coming back, stopped trying to comfort Jing Luo when he heard this topic.

After all, as the heirs of the Atobe family, everyone has their own responsibilities, but my sister has already completed her tasks at a young age.

Speaking of which, as an older brother, I don't understand as well as my younger sister.

Maybe after this year, it's time to formally take on those responsibilities that have been discarded for a long time.

Seeing Xiao Jing suddenly laughing in relief, Jing Luo knew that Xiao Jing had figured it out, and felt happy for him.

As the heir of the Atobe family, Keigo Atobe should have learned to accept the company when he was ten years old.

But for the sake of tennis, Atobe has not officially taken over until now.

At that time, Jing Luo knew that Xiao Jing had quarreled with her father because of tennis, so she approached her father in private and made a deal with him.

Therefore, in order to earn a few more years for Xiao Jing's dream, Jing Luo also helped with the company's affairs in the British branch of the Atobe family while she was studying medicine.

But because of being a woman, even though Jing Luo became more and more proficient in handling things in the company, she still couldn't get anyone's approval. This is probably the tragedy of Japanese women.

Thinking of this, Jing Luo's eyes flashed a hint of ridicule.