Through the voice of the king of the net drifting

Well, Keigo Atobe looked at Shinobu, who threw the ball into the hoop, and walked off the court with the racket. His sapphire blue hair curled up in a blue wave, and there was some sweat on his forehead. He walked in front of them He said with a smile: "The coach has arranged everything, you have a special court"

Atobe Keigo stood up, as if he could block Kazuki's sunlight, he looked around, his face was a bit gloomy leisurely

"Where's Cilang? This guy doesn't know where he's gone to sleep. He knows every day that it's not gorgeous to evade training."

Hochotaro looked at Keigo Atobe's face which had obviously become darker, and took a step back secretly. He had better not tell Atobe, otherwise, Senior Jiro would probably be punished again

Seeing Hocho Taro's dodge, Atobe Keigo pursed his lips. In fact, he didn't need to say, he already knew where that guy was now.

Not a bunch of gorgeous guys

"Huadi, go with me, go and bring that guy back" Keigo Atobe walked out of the tennis court after finishing speaking, his team uniform was already on his body

"Yes" Huadi followed behind him as usual

But Renzu just shook his head, Cilang probably will be brought back again. He looked at the people in Qingxue and said with a smile, "I'll take you to the tennis court, don't mind, they've always been like this."

After saying that, they walked to the outside of the field. Bingdi's tennis club is big enough for them to practice as they like.

The two tennis courts are very close to each other, and they can see all the activities of each other. The quietness is also intentional by the coach. They can clearly see Qingxue's training. Naturally, Qingxue can also see their information about each other. , would be better

In another place, Keigo Atobu was walking under the shade of a tree, raised his head, and a ray of sunlight fell on him. He walked under a big tree, and then stopped. Sure enough, it was still the same place, not only his little daughter Maid, and Jiro

He walked over, Huadi stretched out his hand and directly carried Cilang on his shoulders, and walked towards the tennis ball. At this time, Cilang, who was carried by Huadi like a sandbag, was still sleepy, and there was no sign of waking up, even in such a posture , he can still sleep, maybe, he is really used to Huadi's way of doing this

After Huadi left, Keigo Atobe squatted down and fixed his eyes on the sleeping girl. Suddenly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and the shallow smile remained undiminished. After a long time, he stretched out his fingers and gently Gently pinched her cheeks, soft touch, delicate skin, clear and beautiful

His body blocked all the light in front of her. There was a pause between light and shadow, and a shadow was cast on her face, with a little transparent blank space.

There was some familiar pain on her face, Otowa blinked her eyes lightly, until she felt a fresh and light fragrance, blending into her breath, a very reassuring smell

She slowly opened her eyes, and suddenly she saw Keigo Atobe's magnified face, and on her face, his fingers were still pinching violently.

When did he like doing this kind of thing, did he really think that her face wouldn't hurt when she really treated her?In fact, how can he not know, it's just that he is used to this kind of action