[Comprehensive] The way home of the poisonous sister

After the two chatted, Atobe took Jing Luo to visit all the other places of Bingdi, and it was dusk.

There was an extended black Lincoln car at the door, and a silver-haired butler stood by the car early on, smiling at Atobe and Jing Luo.

"Sit inside." Atobe stepped forward to open the rear door by himself, and pushed Jing Luo in.

Jing Luo, who originally wanted to sit in front, lamented silently in her heart, stared at Huadi who was following Xiao Jing and herself with eyes that could kill people, and felt so WTF in her heart that she didn't know what to say.

There are so many beautiful men in the tennis club, why does Xiaojing only bring Huadi home.

Although Huadi and Xiaojing have known each other since childhood, it seems that there is nothing wrong with taking him home often.

However, it seems something is not quite right.

Could it be that the two of them have made some great progress in these days when they are not around?

Jing Luo took a careful look at Huadi and Xiaojing sitting in front of her with her eyes, her eyes were full of inquiry.

"Jing Luo, you're looking around with sly eyebrows, be careful that I leave you here." Seeing Jing Luo looking at herself and Huadi with strange eyes from the rearview mirror on the side, I felt a little bit in my heart. The hairy Atobe said in a flat tone that he wanted to throw people out of the car.

"Hmph, stingy." Knowing that she was discovered, Jing Luo immediately averted her gaze, but still muttered slightly.

Although the speed of the car was not extremely fast, it still drove to the villa at home very quickly.

Although Jingluo had already come back in the morning, she only stayed at home for a while before going to Bingdi with Xiaojing.

So now that Jing Luo returned to her long-lost home, she felt a rare sense of belonging in her heart.

Touching her chest, Jing Luo felt a rare sense of emptiness in her heart.

After retiring from Korea for a hundred years in her previous life, Yueluo never expected that she would be born into this family directly.

But Mr. System only left a sentence, "Get a special energy from this world" and disappeared immediately.

Until now, Jing Luo still doesn't know what kind of energy she wants to get.

And where exactly does that energy come from.

Jing Luo was lying on her soft and comfortable bed, thinking about energy and systems, but gradually her eyelids dozed off, her eyelids kept squinting and opening, and finally she couldn't stand the temptation of drowsiness. Slowly fell asleep.

Atobe, who was sitting on the latest ivy chair, was wearing a changed blue pajamas, and a belt of the same color was tied around his waist.

When she was lazily leaning on the back of the chair, the clothes on her chest would fall off slightly, and the occasional white skin that was exposed was no worse than the creamy skin of a young girl.

With slender fingers resting on his forehead, his eyes looked unobtrusively at the spiral staircase in the center of the hall.

Once, twice.

Atobe has been looking at the direction of the stairs, and even Kawaji sitting next to him has noticed.

Huadi, who knew Atobe's character well, knew that he was probably worried about why Jing Luo hadn't come down from downstairs yet.

So Huadi took the initiative and said, "Atobe, do you want me to go upstairs and call Xia Jingluo?"

"No, I will go up in person." What Hua said made Atobe frown.

Let Huadi go to Jingluo's room, jokingly, how can two young people who are in the turmoil of youth get along alone.

Absolutely not.

"Oh." Huadi, whose expression did not change, was very puzzled, why Atobe didn't let him go upstairs to call Jingluo?Didn't you always go there by yourself?

Atobe stepped on the fluffy silver slippers and stepped up the stairs step by step with his long legs.

On the ground covered with white cashmere carpet, when stepping on it, there will be no movement at all.

And Atobe, who loves cleanliness by nature, makes the servants clean the carpets spotlessly every day, which makes people feel comfortable.

Walking to the corner of the second floor, Atobe took a step towards the door of the second room on the left, then clenched his slender hand into a fist and knocked on the door several times.

Jing Luo, who didn't fall into a deep sleep, woke up when footsteps came from outside the door.

Because there is a special energy in this world, Jingluo has been practicing her internal skills secretly since she was a child.

He even took Xiaojing to practice secretly at the beginning.

It's a pity that they don't really understand what acupoints are, and they don't know how to use internal energy, so Jing Luo is the only one left to practice secretly every day.

I have been practicing since I was three years old.

I don't know if it's because of the special energy relationship in this world, Jing Luo found that this time her internal force has directly reached the peak of the world where she just learned internal force.

It's just because there are many monitor-like things in modern times, even though Jing Luo can leap [-] meters with light work, she still hasn't exposed them.

At least before that power appeared, Jing Luo only wanted to be an ordinary person.

"Here, wait a minute." Jing Luo, who was just lying on the bed without the quilt covered, stretched on the bed, then jumped off the bed, and jumped to the door in a flash.

Regarding doing these things with light work, Jing Luo said, since there are times when you can be lazy, why should you be diligent.

This is probably the aftereffect of filming and singing diligently in the last world.

Tired.

"Jing Luo, you're resting so early, and dinner isn't ready yet, don't tell me, you're planning to become an immortal." As soon as the door opened, Mobu looked at Jing Luo, who ran out to open the door with slightly fluffy hair and disheveled clothes. , What he said seemed to be a little mocking.

After listening to Atobu's words, Jing Luo looked at herself immediately, and found that the skirt on her body was completely wrinkled, and she probably slept on it when she was sleeping.

"Let's go, go down to dinner with me." Looking at Jing Luo who had been smiling at him after recovering, Atobe stopped mocking and walked ahead.

After Atobe and Jing Luo went downstairs together, Atobe sat in the main seat first, and Jing Luo sat on Atobe's right hand side, because the seat on the left hand side was already occupied by Huadi.

After the three of them sat at the dining table together, the butler in a black suit brought the dishes with the maids.

All kinds of Western food were served on the table one by one, and the three of them ate politely, following the good habit of not talking when eating or sleeping.

After dinner, Atobe and Huadi went to swim in the pool together, and Jingluo, who was a little tired from the flight, didn't care whether Xiaojing and Huadi would have a romantic relationship while swimming. , I went upstairs and went back to my room to rest alone.

The next day, after the three of them had dinner together, Jing Luo said that she would rest at home for a few days.

So the housekeeper sent Jibu and Huadi to school first.

Wait until the shadow of the car completely disappears.

Jing Luo immediately ran upstairs, changed into a pink long skirt that covered her knees, and swaggered out the door with a black and white spotted backpack on her back.

On the outskirts of the villa, in the jungle with trees, Jing Luo had placed a white bicycle early on and planned to sneak out.

In fact, when she was in the UK, Jing Luo had already investigated which tennis teams in Japan could enter the national competition, and had already known about the official tennis players of each school.

Although it can't be said that there are many treasures, Jing Luo can name all the people I met yesterday.

Probably Yushi Ninzu discovered this situation, so he put on a fake face to Jing Luo.

But fortunately, Jing Luo told Ninzu Yushi in time that he was not interested in tennis at all, so there was no need to guard against himself, and the two could get along peacefully.

Jing Luo never wanted Xiao Jing to know about these things.

Probably because Jing Luo thinks that Xiao Jing only needs to be proud and be a gorgeous king forever, and other things that will hinder Xiao Jing, Jing Luo is willing to block for him one by one.

This is probably the only thing a younger sister who is a brother-controller can do.

Riding a bicycle, listening to the latest popular songs in your ears.

Jing Luo leisurely rode from Tokyo for five or six hours before finally arriving at her destination - Osaka.

Sitianbaoji is a school in a temple in Kansai.

When she got the information about this school for the first time, Jing Luo couldn't imagine how it was just a small school, how could it have the potential to enter the national competition.

Especially after seeing this school with her own eyes, the corners of Jing Luo's tightly pursed lips twitched uncontrollably.

The white and pink houses are covered with black tiles, and the whole building is built in a long row horizontally.

At the main entrance, there is a small white sign.

I can hear the bells ringing again and again in the school located in the temple.

At this time, a silver-haired boy suddenly shouted from behind, "Get out of here, it's dangerous." He leaped from behind to the main entrance of Sitianbao Temple with big strides.

Jing Luo realized that the direction the boy was about to fall was exactly where she was, so she immediately exerted her internal strength, easily picked up the car faucet, and walked quickly to the side.

But the boy who couldn't control his speed made a loud "bang", his butt fell to the ground, and fell straight.

"Ah, it hurts so much." The silver-haired boy breathed out the pain softly, while his bandaged left hand kept rubbing his buttocks.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that the person had landed, Jing Luo pushed the bicycle slowly to the boy in a white dress with his arms exposed, his left hand tied with a white bandage, and his silver hair messed up by the wind. , asked with a worried expression on his face.

[I seem to have seen an angel. 】The boy raised his head, and originally wanted to say "it doesn't matter", but he was caught on top of his head, with baby fat on his face, a pointed melon-seeded face, and silver-purple eyes that seemed to be shining with stars, like a lost angel, full of love. Dazzling light.

And now this girl who looks like an angel is looking at herself worriedly.

It was like love at first sight.

The silver-haired man held his violently beating heart, feeling that he had been shot heavily by the mischievous Cupid, and there was no cure for it.