The six eyes faced each other, and the fire shot into the sky.
Both Yukimura and Atobe's eyes contained bottomless anger. Xianyu, who was on Yukimura's back, was at a loss and looked at the two of them blankly.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and none of the three people spoke anymore. A slight warm breeze mixed with the sweet fragrance of flowers rushed towards them. The fresh air after the rain made people feel relaxed and happy, but now this atmosphere made Xianyu tremble all over.
, she finally understood a sentence:
Love rivals are extremely jealous when they meet!
You can be jealous if you are jealous, but the problem is that she also met him, and she met him in such a misleading manner.
Thinking of the things that Atobe did to her in a frenzy a few days ago, Xianyu shrank her neck unconsciously, she...she didn't want to do it again, it was too terrifying!
Atobe's eyes were fixed on Yukimura, and he broke the terrible silence after half a minute: "Yukimura Seiichi, do you have to touch my wife?"
"Who said she is your woman?" Yukimura usually looks weak, but at this moment he also asked Atobe forcefully.
"Ah?" Atobe stroked the beautiful tear mark on his face, turned his gaze to Xianyu on Yukimura's back, and asked softly: "Tell yourself whether you are my woman."
The tone was extremely domineering, making people unconsciously want to be convinced, and the strong tone also made Xianyu dare not veto easily.
"Xianyu, don't be afraid, just say it." Yukimura hugged Xianyu tighter. The sweat on his face didn't stay just now, but now it keeps flowing, for fear that Xianyu will nod or say yes.
However, it is a pity that Xianyu neither admitted nor denied it.
She just stroked her forehead and said something inappropriate and dissatisfied: "I'm only 13 now. I can't be considered a woman, but a girl at most."
Atobe raised his eyebrows. This kind of answer was considered an agreement... or an agreement... or an agreement. Sure enough, his charm was irresistible, and even this stupid woman who was not gorgeous would be convinced by him.
Yukimura raised his lips with satisfaction. It was a perfect answer. He declined Atobe without hurting his self-esteem. It was a beautiful rejection.
Both of them have small plans in mind, but Xianyu is still confused...
"Yukimura Seiichi." Atobe took two steps forward without flinching in his eyes, "You should stay away from my woman from now on."
"Who said Xianyu is your woman!" Yukimura's tone began to slowly become lower and lower, "Didn't you hear that Xianyu rejected you just now? Or is your Chinese language too poor to understand?"
Xianyu looked at Yukimura in surprise. It was hard to imagine that Yukimura, who had an excellent character, would actually say such sarcastic words as "Or is your Chinese language too poor to understand?"
Several black crosses appeared on Aobe's face, and he gritted his teeth, fully expressing his anger: "Yukimura Seiichi, I'm warning you not to push yourself too far."
"I'm just stating the facts." The tone gradually calmed down, and Yukimura said this gently.
"It's really not gorgeous." Aobe took the tennis racket from Kachichi's hand, pointed at Yukimura, tilted his head, and said in a seductive tone: "I have to fight you for this stupid woman."
"I'm happy to accompany you." Yukimura said with determination to win.
