The girl looked at her proudly, stretched out her hand and was about to hit her, when she suddenly screamed, her wrist hurt severely, she covered her wrist, she looked at the ground, and at some point, something rolled down on the ground.
A yellow tennis ball,
"Hmph, that's really annoying, I missed the target." A low curse sounded as a young man walked up not far away, with fair skin and black curly hair sticking to his ears. He still held a tennis racket in his hand, while another boy walked up not far away.
Holding a tennis ball in one hand
Then another group of people came slowly, with an unparalleled momentum that made people look at them without knowing it.
Their faces can't be said to be pretty at this time, they can even be said to be scary.
"Kirihara, you did a good job this time." The red-haired Marui blew a bubble, and with a quick bang, the bubble popped near his mouth, and there was something vague in the air around him.
The grape flavor is indeed Marui Bunta’s favorite grape flavor
"No," Kirihara curled his lips and put the racket in his golf bag, "I originally hit her on the face, but she suddenly turned her head, so the hit missed."
Jack Kuwahara stretched out his big hand and rubbed Kirihara's hair. He loved this little guy very much. He really didn't make trouble for others. Fortunately, it wasn't someone he hit in the face. The girl was in the third grade. He was in the second grade.
You have to give your senior sister some face, right?
Most of Sanada's face turned dark. These women are really crazy. They really embarrass Li Hai.
Yukimura Seiichi, who was standing side by side with Sanada, had just a faint expression on his beautiful face. His lips were slightly raised to both sides, with a hint of sarcasm, and the feeling in his eyes was a bit cold.
This harmless expression makes people feel more indifferent and indifferent to strangers.
Otoyu breathed a sigh of relief and walked out from among the girls. They didn't hold her back anymore. The main characters were here. Shouldn't she leave too?
No, it seems like she is also the real owner
"You're okay, Otowa" Yukimura Seiichi walked to her side and looked at her with half-lidded eyes, as if checking that she was not injured.
"I'm fine." Otowa shook his head. Yukimura Seiichi quickly pulled her behind him, while Otowa saw Kirihara blinking at him. She really thanked him this time. She nodded to him and thanked him, while Kirihara was naturally generous.
Accepting and provoking the girl who was staring at him, the girl who got her wrist hurt, she deserved it. It was good enough that he didn't break her hand. If he was on the tennis court, he
She had already been stained with blood, so he was, well, kind enough to her.
The girl covered her wrist, feeling stabbing pain after burst. In addition to the pain, she felt more afraid. They actually saw her and saw herself about to hit someone. Then, her impression in their hearts was
I don’t really want to lose it completely.
Yukimura Seiichi brought Otowa to the tennis team, then walked towards the group of girls, looked at the girls covering their wrists, and said slowly
"Your hands, it's best to see a doctor." The tone was similar to concern, but in fact there was no concern at all. It was still a gentle voice, but it was a little more calm and indifferent than usual.
The girl put down her hand and looked at Yukimura Seiichi's beautiful and delicate face with some uneasiness, unable to recover. Is he caring about her?