"Nothing, that... Longma, please sit over here!" Xiyue's pleasant voice was slightly trembling at this time.
Ryoma looked at Xiyue and heard the thunder outside again, "What's wrong, Xiaoyue?" Is she afraid of... thunder?
Rumble...
Even though I tried my best to be strong, I still couldn't help but think of my mother... I couldn't help but shed tears.
"Xiaoyue..." Ryoma looked at Xiyue curled up on the sofa, and his heart ached inexplicably. He walked to Xiyue's side and pulled her into his arms, hoping to give her a sense of security.
"Be good, don't be afraid!" He looked at the girl in his arms with unusual tenderness.
Slowly, Ryoma felt that the body in his arms no longer trembled, and the rain outside finally stopped! Then he heard the even breathing...
"Wow! Little one, what are you doing?" Long Ya just walked in and was surprised to see the girl in Long Ma's arms...
"Ha, my stupid son finally figured it out!" Nanjiro said with a playful look on his face.
Renzi looked at the two of them in surprise, and then noticed something unusual, "Ryoma, Satsuki, is she... asleep?"
"Yeah!" Ryoma replied uncomfortably.
Renzi came closer and saw the traces of tears still remaining on that delicate little face, "Ryoma, what happened?"
Ryoma looked at his mother and replied: "It thundered just now!"
"ah?"
"Xiaoyue... is afraid of thunder, it seems, very scared..."
Renzi looked at Xiaoyue distressedly, "Shh... let her have a good rest!"
next day
The family didn't ask about what happened yesterday, as if it never happened, but... maybe... this is true concern!
"Little girl, your talent is really good!" Nanjiro said seriously. In just three months, Xiyue used all Nanjiro's special skills so perfectly that she could copy the same thing after just one look.
Ball, this kind of imitating ability is not unheard of in the tennis world, but Xiyue's imitating ability is beyond Nanjiro's imagination. It's only been three months! He can already tie with himself. Is he too weak?
That girl is too strong, it’s obviously the latter!
Xiyue smiled slightly, "Uncle, he is indeed at the top of the tennis world!"
Nanjiro smiled helpfully, "Of course, little girl, you are still far away!"
"Tch, shameless!" Ryoma said sarcastically to his father without mercy.
Nanjiro threw the tennis racket aside and walked up to Ryoma, "Hey, young man, do you want to have a game?"
Ryoma cast a look of disdain, "No, I'll fight Xiaoyue!"
"Yeah! You brat, how dare you do this to your father!" Nanjiro's head was already fuming with anger, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Long Ya's mind, "Let's play doubles!"
Seeing the other three people looking at him with doubts on their faces, Long Ya said proudly: "Let's play doubles! How about it?"
A smile appeared on Nanjiro's face, "Okay! Then Ryuya, let's team up with me! The little girl and the teenagers will team up!"
Ryoma looked unhappy, "I can't!"
Long Ya looked at Ryoma teasingly, "I won't let Xiaoyue teach you!"
Xiyue looked at everyone helplessly and rolled her eyes at them. She really didn't know what they were doing. Then she pulled Ryoma aside and patiently explained the rules of doubles.
Nanjiro and Long Ya looked at the two people on the opposite side who were getting more and more skilled in cooperating with depressed expressions, "No fight, no fight!"
Xiyue looked at Long Ya questioningly, and Long Ya smiled, "Suddenly I remembered something, let's practice again tomorrow!" After saying that, Xiyue and Longma looked doubtful. Logically speaking, they were sure to win.
Knowing Xiyue is a genius, the outcome becomes uncertain...
