Atobe's girlfriends look different every day [Comprehensive]

Ever since meeting Nan Qiao, Atobe Keigo would go to the hospital every day if he had nothing to do, and every time he went to the hospital, he would definitely bring a bunch of delicious food and start his feeding business by himself.

Even if it's too late in the morning and noon, he will arrange for someone to deliver a hearty breakfast and lunch to Nan Qiao.

In this regard, Nan Qiao felt a little want to laugh, but more helpless and moved.

In fact, she also knew that what Keigo Atobe said about feeding fat did not really intend to make her fatter, but just wanted her to get better soon.

Although there are a lot of delicious food every time, they are actually delivered according to her appetite.

Nan Qiao picked up a bottle of milk from the bedside cabinet, inserted a straw and brought it to his mouth. While drinking the milk, he read the text message that Yagyu Hiroshi had just sent on his phone.

When Yagyu Hiroshi said that because Yagyu and Yan had two surgeries to be done, Grandpa and the others would not come over this weekend, to be honest, Nan Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Yagyu Hiroshi has been busy these days because of school, so under Nan Qiao's persuasion, he didn't come to the hospital, and he didn't meet Keigo Atobe who went to the hospital every day recently.

Nan Qiao also felt lucky about this.

It's not that she doesn't want to introduce Keigo Atobe to her grandfather's family, but she still doesn't know how to tell them...

After all, except for the past year when he was in a coma, Nan Qiao's life was basically not in Tokyo, so how could he know Keigo Atobe, whose activities were basically in Tokyo.

And most importantly...

Nan Qiao always had a premonition that if her grandfather's family knew that she was dating Keigo Atobe, they would definitely explode.

... So before he convinced his grandfather's family, Nan Qiao felt that it would be better for them not to run into each other with Atobe Keigo!

Atobe Keigo walked into the ward, and Nan Qiao was still sitting in a daze without noticing it.

Seeing the girl sitting in a daze on the bed with a straw in her mouth, Keigo Atobe turned on the phone and pressed the shutter button of the phone.

Nan Qiao was pulled back from his thoughts by the sound of taking pictures, and turned his head to see Keigo Atobe, who was leaning against the wall at the door and holding a mobile phone. His eyebrows and eyes were instantly stained with a smile: "Jingwu!"

Then, there was another shutter sound.

Atobe Keigo put away his mobile phone, walked slowly to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked at Nan Qiao who was smiling gently, and stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek: "It looks more energetic than a few days ago."

"You're fat too..." Nan Qiao accepted Keigo Atobe's words with a smile.

Although it can't be seen clearly, it does have some flesh, and it is more comfortable to pinch than before.It's just that the eldest young master is still not very satisfied.

"But it's not enough, I need to feed you a little more."

In short, the revolution has not yet succeeded, and the uncle still needs to work hard.

Keigo Atobe always stayed late in the hospital, so he simply brought his laptop with him.

After chatting with Nan Qiao for a while, he took out the computer and put it on his lap, and concentrated on sorting out the materials.And Nan Qiao sat on the bed, looking at him so quietly.

His gaze went from the tip of his eyebrows to the corners of his lips, and then to the pair of hands that he usually used to play but are well maintained and are now concentrating on his work.

Atobe Keigo inadvertently glanced at Nan Qiao from the corner of his eye, and found that the other party was smiling, looking at him intently, and the arc of his lips curled up even more.

The Atobe family wanted him to return to England to study business when he was in Atobe Keigo Kunisan, but for tennis, he resolutely postponed going abroad.

And later, it was for Nan Qiao.

From graduating from junior high school to now, Keigo Atobe has spent less than two years managing the business of the Atobe Foundation in Japan in an orderly manner.

He used his strength to tell his parents and grandfather that even if he did not go to England to study business, he could do what they wanted him to do.

Seeing such a situation, the elders in England no longer pushed him too hard.

Sometimes, it may be better to let him fly alone than to keep him around.

After finalizing the save of the last character, Keigo Atobe closed the computer and looked up at Nan Qiao.

Just now, Keigo Atobe felt as if he had returned to two years ago.It's just that Nan Qiao was still a soul at that time, and he couldn't see her yet.

And now, Keigo Atobe can see Nan Qiao.

"finished?"

"Yeah." Keigo Atobe raised his hand and rubbed the soft hair on top of Nan Qiao's head, watching her squint her eyes and lightly rubbed her palm, seeming to enjoy the feeling.

"It's hard work!"

Nan Qiao took the notebook on Keigo Atobe's lap, packed it in his bag and put it aside.After thinking for a while, she suddenly raised her head to look at him.

"What's the matter, Joe?"

Nan Qiao blinked, her dark purple eyes were narrowed by her smile: "Jing Wu, shall we go on a date this weekend?"

Atobe Keigo was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "Of course, I will definitely arrange a gorgeous date!"

"Hmm! I'm looking forward to it."

Keigo Atobe did not tell Nan Qiao before that this weekend, there will be a game in the Ice Emperor Tennis Club.

Although Ice Emperor has never underestimated any game since he suffered a loss at the hands of Fudo Peak led by Tachibana Kihei, in the eyes of Keigo Atobe, he still does not need to play at this level of competition. of.

But as a minister, he still has to watch the game.Therefore, his date with Nan Qiao can only be arranged after the game.

After Nan Qiao heard this, he said he had no objection to it.

In fact, if she knew that Ice Empress had a game this weekend, she wouldn't have brought up such a thing as a date this weekend.

"Jingwu, how about another day?"

Hearing this, Atobe Keigo knocked on Nan Qiao's head: "What nonsense are you talking about, huh?"

"But, the game..."

"My uncle will take care of it." Atobe Keigo leaned over and couldn't help scratching the bridge of Nan Qiao's nose: "Just wait for me to pick you up, you know?"

Nan Qiao looked at his serious expression, nodded helplessly, and laughed: "I know, I just listen to you..."

Half of the week has already passed, and the weekend is just a blink of an eye.

Nan Qiao was woken up very early by the morning sun, and looked at the time on the phone, it was still early.She propped her hands on the bed and moved to sit on the wheelchair on the side.

After washing up, Nan Qiao took the book Yagyu Hiroshi brought a few days ago, went to the window and opened the window, and read it in the mild morning sun.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Nan Qiao thought it was Keigo Atobe who had ordered breakfast to arrive. He put the book on his lap and looked up, only to find that it was Keigo Atobe.

"Good morning, Jingwu... why are you here?"

"Morning, Huadi and I, stop by the tennis court and take a look."

Keigo Atobe was wearing Hyotei's tennis team uniform, followed by Takahiro Kawaji carrying two tennis bags.He took the coat from the hanger and walked to the window to cover Nan Qiao.

Takahiro Huachi also came over and pushed Nan Qiao to the side of the bed, while Keigo Atobe sat on the chair, took the porridge he brought, and started feeding.

"It doesn't look like Mr. Morikawa's craftsmanship." Nan Qiao took a sip and knew that the porridge was not made by the chef of the Atobe family, but she was sure that it was brought from the Atobe family.

After all, she was the one who bought the insulated box for porridge.

"Nan Qiao, it's etiquette not to speak during meals."

Seeing Keigo Atobe's stern face, Nan Qiao blinked and nodded with a smile: "Yes, I know I'm wrong, Keigo!"

Guessing what was going on, Nan Qiao drank the porridge, took the handkerchief handed over by Takahiro Huadi and wiped her mouth, then leaned out and hugged Keigo Atobe who was sitting on the side.

Nan Qiao buried her head in Atobe Keigo's arms, put her hands around his waist, and heard his heart beating faster, couldn't help raising her head.

Atobe Keigo, apart from a little redness at the tips of his ears, basically lowered his head without changing his face, looking at Nan Qiao who took the initiative to embrace him.

"Jingwu, the porridge is delicious..."

"Thank you."

The author has something to say: To be reasonable, I love this plain feeling, the happiness of being together like this...

To be honest, I am struggling to let Atobe take Jojo to watch a tennis match_(:з」∠)_

In addition, it is true that the porridge is made by a certain uncle... Atobe with full marks in all subjects, probably also emmm in home economics