The revenge game of the princess through the net king

Atobe Keigo gave her a cold look and said nothing.Calling him a "manservant" in front of so many people is too much of an inch!But if he speaks out these grievances, I'm afraid his career as a manservant will have to be extended indefinitely.

Realizing this, he had no choice but to compromise with her again. "Yes."

Xie Moran is not a fool, although Keigo Atobe said yes, but his little gesture of staring at him coldly betrayed him.Express dissatisfaction with her words?Interesting!

"Servant, give me my master's schoolbag." Xie Moran ordered naturally.

Atobe Keigo tore off her schoolbag from her back and obediently handed it over. "Give."

Taking her schoolbag, Xie Moran took out the book and flipped through it casually.As for her valet and other people in the classroom, she ignored them as air.

"Atobe, how were you doing last night?" Keigo Atobe had just put down his schoolbag when Ninata Yushi who was sitting behind him asked impatiently.

"Very good, my uncle is intact." Keigo Atobe replied angrily, with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Angry?It seems that he must have been severely enslaved by Xiaoran. "That's good, I thought there would be news that someone died at Xiaoran's house today!"

"My uncle was almost enslaved to death by her." Thinking of his enslavement last night, he still has lingering fears.I can't stand it in one night, so what should I do in the next three months?

"How did Koran enslave you?" Hearing what he said, Ninazu Yushi became more interested in what happened last night.Since he said that he was almost enslaved by Xiaoran to death, he would like to know how he was enslaved by Xiaoran until he almost died. "Tell me, Atobe."

Staring sideways at Ninzu Yuuji, Keigo Atobe had unprecedented anger on his face. "Ninja Yushi! You are looking for death!"

This guy actually wants to know how he was enslaved by that dead woman...Dreaming!

Ninja Yuuji approached with a smile on his face. "Oh! Atobe, don't be so angry! Oh, you must be embarrassed to say how you were enslaved by Xiaoran, right? Forget it, Atobe, don't talk about it. I can ask Xiaoran directly."

Atobe Keigo still frowned, stared at Ninzu Yuuji for a while, and snorted mockingly, "Ask her? Ninzu Yuuji, are you free?"

Yuuji Shinobu looked at him incredulously. "Idle?" He was going to ask Xiaoran, is there any problem with being idle?

"Ask her if you have time, are you free? Yushi Ninzu!"

"Oh... yes!" Suddenly understood, "It won't waste much time to ask Xiaoran!"

"Oh? Really?" Keigo Atobe narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Yushi Ninzu, you are busy! In this case, let me give you some special guidance and training before the Kanto competition!"

The aura of a king who cannot be rejected is fully on, and a certain man who realizes later realizes that he has offended someone who should not be offended, no, it is the king, the king of the Ice Emperor!

"No, Atobe—"

The dying struggle of Ninzu Yushi reached Xie Moran's ears.It was a rare time when Xie Moran was willing to read the book seriously, and this cry was undoubtedly the noise that spoiled her interest.

"Hey! Did you two finish?" She stopped flipping the book in her hand, raised her head and glared at them. "Also, have you guys forgotten that you still have morning training from the tennis club..."

"Tennis club...morning training..." The two looked at each other, "Oh no!" They forgot about it!

"Ah, why are you still in a daze, hurry up and go to the tennis club!" Before Xie Moran could resist, Keigo Atobe and Yushi Ninzu dragged her away.

"Hey, where are you two taking me?"

"Tennis Club!"