Leng Yueyue and Jiang Yan stood on each side. They both stared at the tennis ball in Wu Kui's hand. When Wu Kui's ball came out... Leng Yueyue ran to the net...
Bang——
The heads of the two people touched each other. Jiang Yan covered his head. Leng October stared at Jiang Yan...
"What are you doing? It's obviously my ball!"
Leng Yueyue squinted his eyes... Apparently he was unhappy with Jiang Yan's grab for the ball. When Jiang Yan saw Leng Yuyue's eyes flashing dangerously, he flinched weakly...
"It's obviously mine!"
He retorted in a squirming voice, Jiang Yan looked like a very young daughter-in-law at the moment!
"Um??"
Leng Yueyu stepped forward, threatening to beat Jiang Yan up if he said another word...
Swallowing his saliva, Jiang Yan shook his head in a hopeless manner...
"Haha... you are the only ones who still want to defeat me?"
Wu Kui carried the racket and laughed... two rookies who couldn't play doubles...
"Um?"
Leng Yueyue and Jiang Yan both squinted their eyes. It was obvious that Wu Kui's smile was dazzling. The two looked at each other. Only they knew the dangerous message.
And Wu Kui serves again...
Leng Yueyue stood aside and naturally gave way...but Jiang Yan also made the same move...The light green sphere swayed in the air, then fell to the ground...and rolled to Leng Yueyue's feet.
"Jiang Yan! Are you blind? Don't you know how to catch the ball?"
Leng October went crazy... He gave up a good ball, but this guy actually didn't catch it. Leng October couldn't calm down anymore, he stared at Jiang Yan...
"Didn't I ask you to pick it up?"
Jiang Yan was weak and his voice was a little aggrieved. He kept talking and kept talking. He was simply more wronged than Dou E.
"You should admit defeat as soon as possible."
Wu Kui is happy in his heart. He may be very strong individually, but that does not mean he is strong in doubles. Doubles depends on tacit understanding and teamwork.
"Don't even think about it!"
Leng Yueyue glanced at it, and there was a faint wisp of fire in his indifferent eyes. A single spark could start a prairie fire, which made Wu Kui shudder... But he was muttering in his heart... He still didn't want to admit defeat yet.
Is it embarrassing?
"continue!"
Jiang Yan's eyebrows were raised, not angry but powerful, and his handsome face was full of determination. Although they were embarrassed, it did not mean that they would admit defeat. This represented the dignity of men.
"Okay! Let you have a skewer."
Now it was 1-, it was already match point. Even if Wu Kui was a little confused, he felt relieved when he saw the score. He didn't believe it. He could catch up.
"This side is yours, this side is mine! The middle... belongs to me!"
Leng Shiyue squinted his eyes and whispered in Jiang Yan's ear. Although the words were a bit cold and harsh, the light fragrance and the pleasant smell made Jiang Yan's face burn a little...
"good!"
I complied in a daze, and didn't mind Leng October's announcement of the task! There was nothing out of the ordinary.
Wu Kui was pounding in his heart... Do they have a way to fight back?
"Power ball!"
A quick victory, Wu Kui decided from the bottom of his heart, and with one powerful hit of the serve, like an arrow from the string, a black shadow had already flown over, and Leng Yueyue squatted half-crouched and started to jump.
But Jiang Yan didn't move... He came to the landing point of the tennis ball, his racket rotated slightly, but a chip ball flew high in the air... and fell slowly after passing the net!
"Damn! Lob! It's obviously a lob, why did it turn into a lob!"
Wu Kui spat, and the ball that was still in mid-air just landed inexplicably on the side of the net.