After changing into lighter clothes, she went to the backyard with the Echizen father and son.

In the backyard of the Echizen house, there is a tennis court that is not too small.

Xie Moran vs Echizen Minamijiro, as usual, Echizen Ryoma is the referee.

"Beautiful girl, you serve first."

In the match against Echizen Nanjiro, he always let Xie Moran serve first. "Okay. Watch the ball!" So Xie Moran didn't have to refuse, he threw the ball directly, jumped up, swung his racket, and hit an outspin serve, and it went straight to Echizen Nanjiro's face.

"The beautiful girl's outspin serve has improved a lot." Even so, the ball was easily returned by Echizen Nanjiro. "Come on, beautiful girl!"

Xie Moran hit the ball back. "Got it. I'll do my best."

……

You come and go, the yellow ball swims back and forth between the two, and the score gradually climbs up alternately.

"1:0"

"1:1"

"2:1"

……

"5:3, Echizen Nanjiro leads by two rounds."

"Beautiful girl, you are already two rounds behind!" On the court, Echizen Nanjiro was holding a tennis racket. Although he was exhausted and out of breath, his arrogant expression did not decrease by half.

And Xie Moran, who was opposite him, was sweating profusely just like Echizen Nanjiro.

A few strands of aqua-blue hair were wetly attached to the delicate cheeks, and the lips like cherry blossoms were slightly parted, panting quickly.There were crystal clear beads of sweat on the suet-like white and smooth skin, and the flaming eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

"Hmph! The match has just begun, and the princess will turn defeat into victory soon!" Xie Moran squinted her eyes, and wiped her sweat with her hand, "The match continues!" Heh heh heh, her new trick has not yet appeared , Isn't it just two games behind, she can tie the score immediately.

Throw the ball, jump up, swing the racket.This round is Xie Moran's serve. With a sound of "snap!", the yellow ball flew towards Echizen Nanjiro's second half like an arrow off the string.

"Ah, beautiful girl, isn't this kind of strength and speed... what, what? How could it be like this?!"

Ignoring Echizen Nanjiro's astonished eyes, he turned his gaze to Echizen Ryoma outside the court, and Xie Moran pointed at him with the racket in his hand: "Aren't you going to report the score, Ryoma?"

Her low cry finally attracted Echizen Ryoma's attention. "Uh, 15-0..." He was so excited, it seemed that sister Xiaoran had a new trick! "Miss Xiaoran, what kind of serve are you doing?" Her ball was flying towards the old man's left backcourt, but unexpectedly, it miraculously flew to the right backcourt when the old man arrived...

"Yes, beautiful girl. What was your serve just now?" Echizen Minamijiro recovered from the shock and asked after his son.

Xie Moran raised her eyebrows and smiled charmingly: "Phantom."

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