[Net King] Uncle, you are arrogant!

She has a very bad premonition!

Resisting the urge to sneeze, Qingyang rubbed her little nose again.

Sitting at a long dining table that can accommodate more than ten people without being too crowded, with her own breakfast in front of her, Qingyang, who rubbed her little nose red, couldn't whet her appetite.

The training system of each school is the same. I go to the tennis court for morning exercises in the early morning. This is a routine that will not change no matter whether it is winter or summer.

Before she got up, the Tennis Club of the University of Tokyo was all ready to go and ran around the mountain path in Karuizawa, so now only she and Oda Junxiang were left in the villa.

Oda Junxiang left the restaurant after having breakfast for some reason, during which they had less than three conversations, since others didn't like to chat with her, she naturally wouldn't put her hot face on someone's cold ass.

After staring at the breakfast on the dining table for a while, Qingyang pushed away the chair, stood up, and walked out of the dining room.

Although the meal was good, she didn't want to eat it at all.

……

Miyazawa Mu knew that she liked to read girls' comics and novels, so she gave amnesty to everyone in the villa and opened the study room that was usually forbidden to enter. In the large study room of Miyazawa's house, there are tens of thousands of books, and she can always find her favorite reading materials.

In fact, she really wanted to tell him that she prefers 'young' manga to girl manga. As for the content, everyone knows...

Lying comfortably on the soft plush carpet like a lazy kitten, with a hook of his little hand, he picked up a certain book next to him, and used novels to pass the boring time.

Karuizawa is a famous summer resort in Japan with beautiful scenery, but it's too impolite to just hang out without telling anyone. She plans to go sightseeing after Miyazawa Kure and the others come back.

While reading a book, she counted the time when Miyazawa Mu and the others would come back. After some time, the walking and talking downstairs caught her attention.

"Huh? So fast?" When reading a book, you usually don't feel that time passes so slowly. According to her calculations, they will not come back so early.

Clipping the maple-leaf-shaped bookmark to the page she was reading, she clapped her hands together to close the novel. She got up from the carpet, and wanted to say good morning to them according to the basic etiquette of temporary lodging.

Opening the door of the study room, she walked all the way to the hall along the spiral staircase, but when she was about to reach the living room, her feet froze, and she froze in her next move.

Why is Mr. Ato, Atobe here! ?This unscientific!

Qingyang's brow was covered with cold sweat, she poked her little black head out from the side of the stairs, and secretly looked at the two people who seemed to be confronting each other in the living room.

Miyazawa-senpai, what happened to the lightning and thunderous aura between you and Atobe-san!She'll think you sparked a spark...

The rest of the Tennis Club of Dongda University keenly sensed the subtle atmosphere of stalemate between them, picked up their rackets carefully, and walked lightly to the open-air court behind the villa to practice.

In the living room, only Miyazawa Mu and a certain uncle who came to Miyazawa's mansion early in the morning were staring at each other!

After a moment of silence, Gong Zemu first withdrew his innocuous eye attack, and at the same time broke the inexplicable silence between them, that unscrupulous yuppie tone was very flirtatious to the ears of others: "Ah, so Atobe is a little flattered that you miss me so much."

...It's not gorgeous, Miyazawa Kure!Uncle, he misses you only when he is sick!

Ever since he was harassed by the phone call from his not gorgeous mother last night, Mr. Atobe, whose face has not looked good, turned darker now. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Miyazawa Mu, and went straight to the topic: "Where is Duanmu?"

After a night of deliberation, many strange emotions that he had neglected in the past surged up, so he confirmed one thing, the feeling of missing and eager to meet, the feeling of anxiety because of someone's throbbing, called like.

In the past 15 years, he has family, teammates, tennis and family in his life, but no girl has walked into his world, let alone pampered her unprincipled. I will never believe that one day I will be swayed by someone, that does not conform to his gorgeous aesthetics.

Now he is delighted because he noticed this liking, but also annoyed because he could notice it early but didn't care about it.When facing the girl he likes, no matter how gorgeous and perfect a person is, he is just a boy who doesn't understand many things.So Mr. Atobe, who had just begun to fall in love, became even more irritable because he didn't know how to deal with this emotion.

——Atobe, you are still so uncute!

Miyazawa Twilight twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, the first thing he said was to marry him!

Immediately thinking of Atobe's personality, he smiled helplessly. It is the most impossible thing for Atobe to greet others in a friendly manner, not to mention that his behavior of abducting Qingyang to the co-suite seems to have angered the young master Atobe.

Well, he admitted that he did it on purpose. There shouldn't be any law that stipulates that a broken-hearted person must be willing to give up the girl he likes, right?So what if he expressed his dissatisfaction a little bit!

The only unexpected thing is that the young master Atobe who was in the training camp came to the door so quickly, and his domineering personality is still so underwhelming!

Although he was extremely upset, Miyazawa Mu still pointed out the location of Qingyang's hiding place for Uncle Atobe. His angle was facing the direction of the stairs, so he found Qingyang when he went downstairs.

But she actually hid aside and listened to the corner, such an unglamorous thing, she was the only one who didn't feel disobedient at all.

... There is no need to doubt, this sentence is actually a compliment. (Trust me!)

Atobe followed Miyazawa Mu's line of sight and looked behind him, the guy who hid behind the stairs thought he couldn't see her, who else could it be if he wasn't the one he was looking for!

Seeing that Qingyang didn't have the self-consciousness to come out on his own, Master Atobe snorted coldly. Up to now, he still feels inconceivable that such a gorgeous self likes Duanmu Qingyang, a girl who doesn't meet his gorgeous standards at all.

Moreover, it is not an ordinary liking...

Atobe's gaze was extremely penetrating, but the temperature in the living room dropped rapidly. After touching the trembling hairs on his arms, Qingyang subconsciously shook his depressed body.

After a while, she couldn't bear the pressure of the man from the Mitobu, she walked out of the only place where she could hide, her trembling legs.

To be honest, she was very curious why Master Atobu knew where she was, and his face was really not very good. What was even more difficult for her to understand was that the guilty conscience she had once reappeared, even though she said that Very at a loss!

From this it can be established that constant sneezing is a sign of impending tragedy.

"What a coincidence, SAMA Atobe, are you here for vacation too?" A sweet smile with a flattering meaning was included for free, trying to make the atmosphere relaxed, but she couldn't help but want to slap herself as soon as the words came out, Master Atobe didn't Will be as idle as she is.

Just as she thought, Master Atobe also felt that this topic was developed very rigidly, but today he didn't care so much about unimportant details, so he remained uncharacteristically silent.

He frowned for a while, and felt that Gong Zemu standing next to him was too intrusive, so he put his arms around his chest and ordered to Qingyang: "Come with me, sir."

His tone was noticeably softer than usual.

"Eh? Hi!" Qingyang replied puzzledly, and then followed Atobe's footsteps out of the gate of the villa.

"Hello!!" Miyazawa Mu, who was ignored by both of them, opened his eyes wide in disbelief, saying this is his territory, right?Young master Atobe, is it really okay for you to come and go so freely!

Miyazawa Mukuang twitched the corners of his mouth, why did he have to be kind to Atobe, that's a rival in love, a rival in love!

******

The morning in Karuizawa is comfortable, unlike the noise and busyness of Tokyo, the order revealed in the busyness of Osaka, and the traffic in the streets and alleys of China. In Karuizawa, you can’t feel the rhythm of life.

Walking deeper along the road paved with gravel in the forest, there was silence around them, only the rustling sound caused by the cool wind blowing through the leaves.The name of the summer resort is well-deserved. The early summer in June is not hot, but in Karuizawa, the temperature is still in the spring.

The woods in the morning filled the air with the smell of earth, a breath close to nature.This is what Qingyang longs for, but at this moment she has no time to enjoy this long-lost leisurely stroll.

She had a lot of questions, but she suddenly ran out of words and didn't know how to organize the words.So they can only look at each other in silence.

There is an unusually rough gravel road under her feet. She and Atobe, who were walking slowly, gradually distanced themselves. Moody.

Could it be that something unsatisfactory happened in the training camp, so I came to talk to her?As an audience, she is still very happy~

After getting along with each other, Qingyang discovered that Atobe is a very cute person, and Tsundere has a cute attribute.

Thinking of this, all the anxiety in his heart dissipated immediately, and Qingyang made a run-up motion with the corner of his mouth hooked, and trotted to catch up with Atobe who was walking too fast ahead.

And she seems to be too confident in her balance ability. The tree-lined path within the Miyazawa family villa is almost covered with stones, and it is inevitable to trip over the protruding stones occasionally.

Waving her arms in a panic, she subconsciously grasped the life-saving straw that could prevent her from rushing to the street. After stabilizing her body, Qingyang saw the hand she was holding tightly tightly and twitched her eyes violently.

SA~The situation seems to be worse than she imagined...

People who play tennis all the year round, no matter how much they take care of their hands, they will still leave thin calluses on the tiger's mouth. In addition, Mr. Atobe's ten fingers are slender, smooth and white...

Realizing that she had a little 'finger complex', Qingyang put on an expression and let go of Mr. Atobe's hand very naturally, but didn't dare to look up into his eyes.

"The hand cream also smells like rose..."

"..." Uncle Atobe, who was still struggling with how to deal with emotional problems, fell silent for a moment.