Cenbubu patted Leng Shiyue's shoulder, but Leng Shiyue's reaction was no longer visible, as if it was frozen... The boss felt full of sadness, and she could only disguise herself with indifference.
"How do you know I'm here?"
Leng Shiyue didn't move, but just opened her mouth, which scared Cenbubu... She patted her chest... It was so scary!!
"Boss!! You scared me to death by being lonely!!"
Zenbubu rolled her eyes, and she sat next to Leng Shiyue, with a pretty face funny.
"hehe!"
Leng Shiyue pinched Cenbubu's cheek and felt a little better...
Seeing Leng Shiyue smiled, she breathed a sigh of relief. At that moment, she thought the boss didn't want to live anymore. The loneliness and despair made her feel particularly uncomfortable.
"Give it! You are not allowed to eat!"
Ikeno was cool and took two bentoes and gave them to Leng Shiyue and Cenbubu respectively. He knocked Cenbubu on the head. He made it to the other side of Leng Shiyue.
"Brother Wild is the best!"
Who doesn’t know Ikeno’s craftsmanship is so hard that he invited him to cook and eat meat with the boss…
I was so excited that I chopped it up. My bright red lips were covered with oil stains and I smiled foolishly.
Leng Shiyue ate bite by bit, especially graceful and quiet, and her quiet side face made Ikeno shudder... He will always remember the moment when the angel-like girl handed him a candy.
"Let's go! Don't let people know!"
I patted Ichino's shoulder and told them to leave. After all, Hong's identity is special and she has many enemies...
"in vain!!"
Waving his hand, Zenbubu left with Ikeno...
"Why follow me?"
Leng Shiyue's face was cold, and her eyebrows were frozen into ice. She pursed her lips and swept somewhere behind her.
“As keen as always!”
Murong Xie wiped his chin, as if he was very satisfied with Leng Shiyue's actions...
"none of your business!"
Holding a tennis bag, she didn't catch a cold about Murong Xie's dual identity. This person was too dangerous... She didn't like things that could not be controlled.
“….”
It is hard to imagine that Leng Shiyue would say such indecent words, but his face was taken for granted, which surprised Murong Xie a little... but there was only a flash of surprise in his eyes.
The hot sun in the afternoon still couldn't suppress the excitement, and the anxious and passionate feeling was even hotter than the scorching sun.
The passionate Heat in his heart was extremely ignited and exploded.
The wind was filled with a hint of heat, and the yellow leaves were flying in the wind, dancing constantly for this wonderful game.
The smiles on everyone's faces, their eyes were moist, and they were sweating, but they were excited and excited.
The girls who were afraid of the scorching sun put aside their heavy sun umbrellas, grabbed the iron nets of the tennis court, and watched the games excitedly.
The arrival of the cold October brings a hint of coolness to everyone. His lonely figure is tall and elegant, with a frost on his side, his eyes are like ice, and a breeze of cold winter sweeping across the entire field.
Leng Shiyue sat quietly on the side, and the noise outside seemed to not affect him. She was immersed in her own world, and from beginning to end, she had eyes quietly looking at her.
Leng Shiyue sat for a long time, and everyone waited for a long time, but then they stopped seeing their opponents...
"Sorry! 1"
A sound suddenly came from the quiet court. He waved the broken paper in his hand that was ravaged, with shyness and embarrassment, red cheeks and slightly panting breath, as if he had just passed violent exercise.
Leng Shiyue raised her eyes, and the referee looked at the contents of the paper, silently...