"The Prince of Tennis" is bound to win

On the slightly old suit, the pain on Su Wo's seventeen finger knots made her want to cry out, but it seemed to be neither painful nor itchy when it fell on the man.

Su Wo seventeen looked around as if asking for help.

It's not that no one in the carriage has noticed the situation here, but the reinforced concrete of the city makes people's hearts gradually become indifferent. They just glanced at this place without any emotion, and then lowered their heads to carry out their own affairs.

"Suga-senpai?" Someone grabbed his wrist suddenly, and Suga Shiqi turned his head to the side and bumped into Yukimura Seiichi's angry face.

"Yukimura...Senior..." This time, his body fell straight into Yukimura Seiichi's arms uncontrollably, and the refreshing masculine breath rushed towards his face. Su Woshiqi buried his head in the opponent's arms, smelling The scent of soap coming from Yukimura Seiichi's school uniform.

"Senior Yukimura..." Su Wo Shiqi hid in Yukimura Seiichi's arms and trembled, with a slight weeping sound at the end.

Yukimura Seichi could feel the warmth gradually spreading from his chest.

Sighing helplessly, Seiichi Yukimura tentatively rubbed the top of the little girl's furry hair, and calmly tightened the strength of his arms around the little girl's waist.

The movements of his hands are gentle and strong, with Yukimura Seiichi's unique style, but his eyes are colder than ice cubes, sharper than a knife's edge, and it is impossible to see that they are the eyes that a junior high school student should have.

He set his eyes on the man's face very slowly and meticulously, until his facial features were engraved in his mind, then he lowered his eyes and looked at the hair on the top of the girl's head tenderly.

So cute.

Everywhere is equally cute.

Such a girl...why does she only look at herself?

Yukimura Seiichi thought this in his heart, but the smile on his face became more and more gentle, "Sister Su, don't be afraid."

He comforted me, his eyebrows and eyes were as warm as water, as if he asked casually, "My house is coming soon, my junior sister Su, why don't you go to my house to clean up, don't worry, my family is at home."

Su Wo Shiqi grabbed Yukimura Seiichi's clothes and nodded, looking very pitiful.

"I'm back, Mom." Seiichi Yukimura pushed the door and entered, followed by Su Gashishi who seemed a bit reserved.

"Ah, welcome back, Seichi." With purple-blue curly hair tied behind her head, Mrs. Yukimura, who looked about 25 or six years old at most, came out of the kitchen. Busy family dinner tonight.

Mrs. Yukimura, who had a similar face to Yukimura Seichi, turned her gaze to the little girl behind her son, and the smile on her lips deepened, "Seiki, is this your classmate?"

"It's a schoolgirl." Yan Jian explained in horror, Yukimura Seichi took out a pair of brand new ladies' slippers from the shoe cabinet, and put them at Suga Shiqi's feet.

He stood up, turned his head and said something to the girl beside him, then changed into his slippers and walked into the living room.

"Mom, do you have any clothes suitable for my school girl Su? Can you take her to take a bath first?"

Although she didn't understand the meaning of her son's actions, Mrs. Yukimura still nodded, "Yes, then Jingshi, you can do your homework first. I'll take Miss Suga to the bathroom."

Yukimura Seichi nodded, and suddenly turned his head to look at Suwo Shiqi, with a gentle and steady voice, "Excuse me, do you have any taboos, Suwo Xuemei?"

"Ah..." Su Woshiqi was surprised by Yukimura Seichi's question for a while, but still answered politely, "There are not many taboos, but you can't eat seafood, and you will be allergic."

"That's right." Yukimura Seichi smiled as usual, he took the schoolbag carried by Su Woshiqi, and told him, "Let mom take you to take a bath first, and then call your family to explain Come on, or you'll be worried."

"Hmm." With his head down, he answered in a low voice, Su Woshiqi walked towards Mrs. Yukimura's place.

"I'm causing trouble for auntie." She bowed slightly, her posture was elegant but not rigid, which didn't match her usual sense of confusion.

"It's okay, Shiqi don't be so polite." Mrs. Yukimura took Su Woshiqi's hand while talking, and walked her to the second floor with a smile, "Come on, I'll find you clothes."

By the time Suwa Shiqi put on Mrs. Yukimura's uniform when she was young and went down the stairs, the Yukimura family's dinner was already ready.

"Shiqi is here, let's eat." Mrs. Yukimura served a meal for a little girl sitting beside her, and then greeted Su Wo Shiqi.

Su Wo Shiqi stared at the little girl who was [-]% similar to Yukimura Seiichi, and said enviously, "Sister Yukimura-senpai is so cute, she looks similar to Yukimura-senpai, she is very beautiful .”

Seiichi Yukimura, who was serving soup for his short-handed little sister, was a little dumbfounded when he heard this.

In all fairness, he himself doesn't like others talking about his appearance, especially using some words to describe him for girls, but this time he just responded with a smile, "My junior Su is also very cute. "

"Really...Really?" His cheeks turned red suddenly, Su Wo Shiqi covered his face in an attempt to hide it, and replied very seriously, "For the sake of senior, I will always be so cute."

"Ha." Yukimura Seiichi laughed instantly, but after all he still had some self-control, and quickly restrained his emotions, "Let's come to eat."

After dinner, Su Woshiqi called home, and the person who answered the phone was Seventh Sister Sakurai Twelve, who came to visit grandma today.

Talking to the other party about his current situation, Sakurai Twelve, who loves the youngest sister a lot compared to the others, just replied to ask Seventeen not to come back alone, and hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Su Woqiu guessed that the other party should have gone to get the car.

Then there was no time for Su Woshiqi to finish a homework, and there was already a knock on the door of Yukimura's house.

The very rhythmic three beeps immediately let Su Woshiqi confirm who it was.

I don't know when she started to knock on the door instead of ringing the doorbell, and only Sister Twelve was the only one.

Su Wo Shiqi packed up her homework, then stood up from the sofa and looked towards the door.

"Miss Twelfth." Su Woshiqi smiled at the other party, only to find that Sakurai Twelve suddenly looked at her smile and frowned very unhappy.

But Sakurai Twelve didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand to Su Woqiqi, "Seventeen, come here, let's go home."

"Ah."

Adorer.08

——A good friend is used to brush up the presence of w

Night will fall now.

Su Wo Shiqi followed Sakurai Twelve into the car anxiously, fastened his seat belt, wanted to explain but didn't know where to start.

She secretly glanced at the woman sitting in the driver's seat, and suddenly broke the silence with a dejected look.

"I'm sorry, sister, for making you worry."

"It's good that you know." Sakurai Twelve held the steering wheel and started to reverse the car, and at the same time stabbed her indifferently.

Su Wo Shiqi suddenly didn't have the courage to squeeze out any words from between his teeth.

She could feel that Elder Twelfth Sister's mood today was really not good, and could even be said to be bad.

But she didn't know whether this evil was caused by herself or by others.

She just vaguely felt that the latter was more likely.

Thinking of this, Su Woshiqi couldn't help being aroused curiosity again.

The car slid across the ground smoothly, and there was silence in the car, and then Su Woshiqi heard his own voice clearly breaking the silence.

"Miss Twelfth, did something unpleasant happen to you?"

Sakurai Twelve didn't answer, and Su Wo Shiqi just quietly watched the bright lights outside the car window.

After a long time, Sakurai Twelve opened his mouth, but instead of answering her question just now, "It's not your turn to worry about me as a junior high school student." When she said this, her tone was tainted again. He gloated, "I heard from grandma that you are in unrequited love recently. It's really useless. My poor sister, do you need me to teach you?"

When Su Wo Shiqi heard this, his eyes widened in anger, and he returned to his usual childishness, "No, you go away, go away, I don't have a sister like you who loves to throw cold water."

Sakurai Twelve smiled noncommittally, and the eyes that stared ahead suddenly became unpredictable.

"I was never your sister."

When she spoke like this, her tone was unfamiliar and carried an emotion that Su Woshiqi couldn't understand.

Hearing her indecipherable tone, Su Wo Shiqi suddenly felt panicked. She shrank her neck and admitted her mistake, "I'm sorry, Miss Twelve, don't be angry, I made a mistake QAQ."

Sakurai Twelve skillfully drove the car into the parking lot, and nodded kindly.

"Well, I accept your apology." She parked the car, and the ordinary action of turning off the engine and pulling out the key was done smoothly, which was indescribably beautiful.

Taking off his seat belt, Twelve Sakurai pushed open the door, "Get out of the car."

Su Wo Shiqi hurriedly took off her seat belt and got out of the car with her schoolbag on her back. Seeing that Sakurai Twelve didn't wait for her back, she had to chase after her with tears in her eyes.

"Miss Twelfth, wait for me."

*

Following Sakurai Twelve into the house, Su Wo Shiqi immediately noticed the strange boy sitting in the living room having a good conversation with his grandma.

She tilted her head and couldn't help but focus on this unexpected guest.

He has short flaxen hair and emerald eyes that look bigger than a fox