Cross the net king: tennis princess

Feng Ye immediately closed her eyes, it's over, it's over, it must be painful to fall on such a big bed, wow, don't fall like an idiot...

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A faint scent of lavender rushed towards her face, a pair of slightly cold hands gently hugged her, Feng Ye slowly opened her eyes, and looked at him carefully, he was very beautiful, handsome, and cool.

but……

He, he, he...

"You you you..." Feng Ye stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief, her slender arms kept shaking.

"That's right." A wicked smile unexpectedly appeared on his indifferent face, and he looked at her with some amusement.

"You are the invincible super-rich Prince KC who is so powerful to perfection, genius to pervert, and my fiancé—Alan K. Augustine!"

Unexpectedly, a strange expression appeared on Alan's face.

Very good, very good, damn girl, you are the second person who dares to say that about me, the first one can be forgiven, but the second one is not so lucky...

Ha ha……

Allen smiled distortedly, and the purple streamer flickered in his dark eyes.

The old doctor at the side closed his eyes in panic, God, please forgive me, I definitely didn't see His Royal Highness showing the fifth expression just now, really not...

"Come on!" Allen faded his expression just now, and drank gracefully.

"Your Highness." Several men in black quickly walked in.

"Go to the place where Xiao Fan is." Allen gracefully stretched out his hand to put Feng Ye down, and gave the order with a smile.

"Yes!"

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