in love with the prince of tennis

Ryoma held my hand, turned around and asked, "Are you tired?"

I shook my head and said with a smile to Ryoma: "I'm not tired, I haven't done anything, how can I be tired?! But you, after playing for such a long time, just accompanied me to eat, and you didn't feel well. take a break."

"I'm fine, as long as you're happy." Long Ma smiled.

Looking at that smile, I said a word out of nowhere.

"Ryoma, let's... live together."

Ryoma stopped in his tracks, looked at me in astonishment and said, "Do you know what you said?"

When I came back to my senses, I stopped looking into Ryoma's eyes, and withdrew my hand tightly in his hand and said, "The weather is about to change. It is said that it will rain this afternoon. Let's go home quickly."

Regardless of the Ryoma behind me, I walked forward by myself until I got home.

Xian is not here, saying that he is going to see an old friend, and he may not go home tonight.

It was a bit bleak in the empty house without the popularity. I turned and went upstairs, and I didn't hear the sound of the door opening and closing until I reached the second floor.

I opened the door and walked towards the big bed. I took the giant bear in my arms and lay on the bed with my back to the door.

Ryoma is back, right at the door.I didn't make a sound, and didn't look back at him, I just closed my eyes and fell asleep slowly.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when I woke up, I went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into pajamas, and tied up my long hair.

I went downstairs clutching my stomach, as if I had caught a cold and felt a bit uncomfortable. In autumn in the UK, it is very cold at night.

Seeing Ryoma staying in the living room, I asked strangely, "It's late, why don't you go to bed?"

"Can't sleep, come down and drink a glass of water." Ryoma looked at my hand covering my stomach and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

I nodded, rubbed my stomach sadly and said, "I seem to have caught a cold, and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable."

Ryoma went to the kitchen without saying a word. God knows what he was going to do. I obediently lay down on the sofa.

After a while, Ryoma brought a cup of warm cereal, and I looked at him strangely.

"You didn't eat dinner, you'll feel better if you eat this." Ryoma handed me the cereal.

I pouted and said childishly, "I don't like cereal, you should eat it."

Ryoma looked at me speechlessly, and drank up the cereal.

"Don't you want to eat something?"

I closed my eyes in pain and said, "I don't want to eat now." After finishing speaking, I shrunk myself into a meat ball.

"Then don't sleep here, I'll carry you back to the room." Ryoma picked me up with those strong hands and sent me back to the room.

"Sleep? How can I still sleep? I'm in a bad mood and I'm so annoying."

Ryoma covered the quilt for me, and said with peace of mind: "Take a good rest, I'm going back to sleep."

I sat up, took Ryoma's hand, lowered my head and said, "Actually, what I said today was not a joke, it was sincere."

Feeling Ryoma's hand tremble slightly, I slowly let go of his hand.

"You can go back to sleep." I buried myself in the quilt, aware of Ryoma who hadn't left my room.

After a while, Ryoma said: "Let's rest." Then he closed the door of the room.

Sure enough, what am I still looking forward to?Isn't it enough to just love yourself?A man like me...what more could I expect?

My mind was empty, I didn't think about anything, I lay in bed until early morning.

I really couldn't fall asleep, so I got out of bed, changed into out clothes after washing up, and just opened the door when I saw Ryoma who was about to knock on the door.

"What's the matter?" I scratched my curly hair.

"You want to go out?" Ryoma looked at my attire.

"Well, tomorrow is the anniversary of the old man's death. I want to go to Japan early today so that I can rest for the night."

"Would you like me to go with you?"

I smiled and said: "It's still not necessary, I can go by myself." I closed the door behind my back.

Ryoma pushed me to the door, grabbed my shoulder and said, "Are you... avoiding me? Didn't you mean it when you said that was not a joke? Did you go back on your word?"

I was stunned, what does Ryoma mean by this?

"I've figured it out, and it's useless for you to go back on your word now."

Figured out what?When I was about to ask that question, Ryoma kissed me.

The biting of the lips, the ambiguous breath, and a sincere face.

Ryoma, is he here for real?

As if knowing what I was thinking, Ryoma hugged me tightly, drawing me closer to him, deepening the kiss.

I closed my eyes, felt the sweetness that Ryoma brought me, put my hands on Ryoma's back, and kissed him back.

It is no longer the innocence of youth, but the temptation of adulthood, using love to feel each other's existence.

Ryoma breathed hot air in my ear, kissed my earlobe that was getting numb, and buried his head in my neck to kiss.

Feeling Ryoma's hand walking back and forth behind me, carrying me into the room and putting me on the bed.

I knew then that it was really impossible to go back on my word.

At this time, Ryoma is strange, no longer as before, but exudes a fascinating charm.Since he has never given up playing tennis, Ryoma has a good figure without a trace of fat, but a bit muscular.

Looking at my thin body, it seems that I am really too thin, um...then let's increase my food intake a little bit.

I really hope that time can stop at this moment, this is the happiest moment for me, feeling Ryoma's love for me, it is so gentle and careful.

I just realized that I too can be happy.

Lying in Ryoma's arms and smelling his breath, this feeling is really good.

"Don't you want to sleep for a while?" Ryoma grabbed my hand and put it on his lips and kissed it.

I moved closer to Ryoma's arms and said, "I'm not tired."

Ryoma hugged me, freed his other hand to stroke my face and said, "Let's get married." He calmly didn't intend to ask me at all.