The Sleeping Prince's Romance

"it is good."

This time Cilang agreed very simply.

Not because Jiro wanted to abandon Bingdi's companions, but because he had other plans in mind.

Thinking about it as the heir of the tenth generation of Agang Pengelie, Li Baoen has given him a lot of face by letting him stay in Japan for such a long time. After the succession chapter begins, he will go to Italy sooner or later.

There is a special mafia school in Italy, and that is where Gang will go to school in the future.

Since Ganga will go to Italy, as his guardians, how can Eliborn's character make them ordinary high school students in Japan?

It is possible to set the battle for the ring in Bingsheng under Skylark's nose, and it must be something that Liboen can't do to bring Skylark to Italy.

There will be difficulties, but the final result must be what Li Baoen hoped.

In this way, Hibari himself won't be able to stay and go to high school, so what if Jiro promises now?

Skylark is indeed very smart, but he has always disdained to use his intelligence for tricks, especially when the person opposite is Cilang.

So Yunque, who didn't think too much at all, was immediately satisfied after getting Cilang's affirmative answer, and without a word, put one hand on the window sill, and his figure disappeared in front of Cilang's eyes in the blink of an eye.

If it weren't for the open windows and the wind-blown curtains to prove that someone was there, it would be as if nothing had happened.

Cilang didn't get up to close the window, anyway, with his physique, even if the wind blows all night, he won't catch a cold, let alone the temperature is not too low now.

"Why did you let me go and win? How could I not know, Hibari Kyouya!"

Cirou murmured:

"If you can make the same choice as Liuli did back then, maybe I will too..."

Cilang's voice became smaller and smaller, and disappeared into the air with a slight evening wind.

When he got up the next morning, Cilang behaved the same as usual every day, as if he hadn't experienced the battles ten years ago, as if no one had appeared in his room in the middle of the night last night.

Sitting in the car of Atobe's family after breakfast, Atobe said to Jirou seemingly casually:

"This weekend is the Kanto competition."

"Sorry, I didn't participate in the finals of the capital competition."

Only then did Cilang realize that because he was ten years later, he hadn't been absent from the finals of last weekend's competition.

"Ah, as compensation, let me go to the lottery with my uncle in the afternoon."

Atobe seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, and as soon as Jirou spoke, he took it naturally:

"Enough to spend the afternoon with those not gorgeous female cats."

The expression on Jirou's face didn't change much, but in fact he didn't believe Atobe's words at all.

——Because Ninzuru had an appointment in the afternoon, did you let me accompany him to the lottery?Since when did Master Atobe care so much about other people's opinions?Usually, if you just throw your eyes away and hold back your feet, don't you have to obediently let the girls dove?

Besides, didn't Huadi accompany him to anything like the lottery?When did you switch to ninjutsu?

But knowing that Jirou didn't show it, Atobe's awkwardness has not been a day and a half, and to put it bluntly, it will only embarrass both of them.

"Ok."

Cirou nodded, agreeing.

Hearing that Jirou agreed, Atobe's face immediately burst into a smile, and the bright smile made the already handsome face even more unbearable to look at directly.

Cirou made a secret comparison in his heart. Both Atobe and Hibari are the kind of super handsome guys who are hard to forget at a glance, but their types are different.

Both of them are very self-willed and self-willed in character, but they still have different temperaments on the outside.

Atobe exudes confidence and pride all over his body, attracting others to follow and worship like the sun;

And Skylark is as cold as a lone wolf in the snowy land, letting everyone know that he is the king, but because he is afraid of getting hurt, he only dares to worship from a distance.

Generally speaking, both of them are high-ranking beings, and they both have a handsome face that both people and gods are angry with. It's hard not to be attractive.

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"What's the matter, is there something unclean on my face, Cilang?"

Because he was thinking about something, Jirou's eyes stayed on Atobe's face for a little longer, which made Atobe, who had been paying attention to Jirou's body all the time, a little restless, afraid that something might happen to him, his hands even He has reached into his schoolbag, ready to take out a mirror to take a picture.

If Ninzuru saw that nervous look, his jaw would drop in shock——

Atobe's reaction...isn't it exactly the same as those long-legged beauties when facing him?

"If you are allowed to go out with dirty things on your back, all the maids in your family can be fired."

Although he didn't say it directly, the meaning in Cilang's words has been expressed very clearly:

"I was just thinking about something."

"Oh."

Atobe was relieved that there was no dirt on his face, but at the same time, a dissatisfaction rose from the bottom of Atobe's heart——

Even though he was right in front of Ci Lang, he could still lose his mind because he thought of other things. Could it be that he had no sense of existence?

In the past, Cirou didn't feel much when he slept in front of him, no, it can't be said that he didn't feel much. Looking at Cirou's face softened by falling asleep, he felt that no matter what was in his heart, he could always Forget about it for a moment and become calm.

Only recently, Atobe felt a little dissatisfied. He wanted to let Cirou's attention always be on himself. This kind of exclusive desire made him feel a little scared, but he couldn't control it. He could only watch things Developing in an unknown direction, helpless.

But if Atobe knew that the person Jirou was thinking about just now was actually him, and he was just comparing himself with another boy, I don't know how he would feel in his heart.

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As one of the benefits of the last national champion, the Kanto Contest draws lots at Tachikai University in Kanagawa.

When Atobe and Jiro walked into the venue, there were already many people sitting there, almost all of them were the head and deputy head of the tennis department of each school.

The sound of the door opening made most of the people present look over, and then they saw two teenagers who came in with a full sense of presence.

"hiss……"

Immediately, a player made a gasping sound:

"Kego Atobe and Jiro Akutagawa of the Ice Emperor."

"It's the first time I saw Jiro Akutagawa come to draw lots. Are they determined to win the Kanto Championship this time?"

"Although Atobe is the king standing above the 200-strong Hyotei Tennis Club, I think Jiro Akutagawa is definitely stronger than him."

"Well, I agree."

Amidst the whispers, Sanada, the deputy director of the Tennis Department of Lihai University, who was the host, came over.

"You are here, Atobe, Akutagawa."

Sanada's expression was always black and serious, because he didn't wear a hat indoors, and his demeanor was a little different from what he usually saw in the game.