[69 Book Bar - www.] Xiyue stepped back lightly, turned her body slightly to the left, and quickly caught the yellow ball that was coming quickly with her racket.
Ryoma's amber eyes are full of endless pampering that even he himself doesn't know about. His moon is really a beautiful sight when playing tennis.
The yellow ball moved up strangely the moment it touched the racket, and the slender figure moved like a ghost. Each movement, although it seemed messy, gave people a neat feeling. Although it was irregular, it made people feel
I feel like there is a strange melody.
The corners of Xiyue's lips raised slightly, and the yellow ball bounced up. Nanjiro moved forward quickly, with the lazy smile still on his face.
Changes suddenly occurred. The moment the yellow ball crossed the net, it suddenly changed its direction. The ball that originally went to the left rushed to the right. A trace of solemnity flashed in Nanjiro's eyes, and the racket quickly turned.
With his right hand, the yellow ball that was coming rapidly was intercepted. Mirai had no time to be happy when he saw the girl's figure turning slightly, and the same action as before appeared in front of Nanjiro.
The yellow ball was the same as before, crossing the net lightly and quickly. Nanjiro waved the racket in his hand, but unexpectedly, the yellow ball suddenly changed its direction. Nanjiro complained in his heart, like this,
Sooner or later, the little girl will be consumed to death. Such actions are really... too tiring...
The racket was swung out quickly, but unexpectedly it didn't touch the ball. Nanjiro just stood there blankly. It wasn't until the yellow ball suddenly hit the ground behind him that he suddenly reacted, and his face regained its composure.
That lazy smile, the surprise in his eyes flashed across, "You're not bad, little girl!"
The sound of dragon and horse tugging followed, "15——0"
Xiyue smiled elegantly as always, looking at the faint question in the boy's amber eyes, a heavenly voice slowly sounded, "Lost Melody."
Ryoma nodded slightly and asked slowly with a tugging voice: "Is this Yue's special move?"
Xiyue smiled and nodded, "One..."
There was a strong interest in Nanjiro's lazy eyes, and the lost melody... The little girl was indeed very strong, even Nanjiro was lost in it. It was very interesting, much more interesting than his teenagers.
Ryoma looked at his father alertly, what kind of look is this!!!
"Didi." At this moment, the ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly came to mind. Ryoma picked up the mobile phone next to him and looked at the caller ID. He turned to the girl in the field and said, "Yue, your phone number."
Xiyue smiled apologetically at Nanjiro and walked towards Ryoma.
Nanjiro looked at his son and little girl with resentment. Is there anyone who teases people like this? He has not yet come up with a solution. At this moment, he really wants to shout: No.
