Just after returning home, before Ryoma could sit down and rest for a while, Xiaocha took out the racket
"Go to the backyard to practice, and I will spend time with you to guide you for free." She looked proudly as Ryoma Ryoma lowered his hat in a low-key manner. It was as if he was begging her to help him practice. It was really unpleasant.
Ryoma also took out the racket from his golf bag and followed Xiaocha to the backyard.
"We are not playing a game. I stand here and hit the ball to various places on your side of the court, and you have to hit the ball to my side for half an hour, and then we go to dinner."
This not only trains Ryoma's ball control, but also his physical strength and adaptability. Xiaocha hits the ball in every corner of the court on Ryoma's side, constantly letting him run around the court, but Ryoma just throws all the balls away.
The torturous way of hitting the ball back to where Xiaocha was standing made Ryoma feel very unhappy, but he also knew that this was a one-sided training for a person.
It's pretty good, but of course it would be better to find out the shortcomings and correct them without directly playing the game.
He was comparing the exercises arranged by Xiaocha in his mind. Xiaocha felt that he was a little absent-minded and couldn't help but frown. He suddenly increased the speed of the ball and said in a cold voice: "Be serious!" How can you allow your mind to wander during practice, especially
It's a beautiful woman like her (ahem) who is practicing with him, how can he be so embarrassed to be such a shameless wandering god?
Hearing Xiaocha's sudden change of tone, Ryoma suddenly came back to his senses and looked at her who was a little angry on the opposite side. This seemed to be the first time he saw Xiaocha angry. If she was angry all the time, it would hinder her at any time.
His acting skills are so pretentious that he makes accusations of grievance, or he just beats around the bush and finds an opportunity to be mean to someone. He would never say it directly like this.
"Ryoma, face me, you are not allowed to think about other things, you are only allowed to look at me!" Her anger was not because he was not practicing attentively, but because he did not consider her existence in this world.
, His gaze can only belong to her alone, no one else, whether living or dead, male or female, is allowed!