Cross the net king: tennis princess

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Early the next morning, Jing Fan came to study. The difference is that the school uniforms worn by boys today, the interface is, isn’t it good to change a set every day?

A certain beast despises her again, and she can find such a bad excuse. I really doubt where her usual intelligence comes from.

Soon another day passed, the sunset gradually fell, the sky was covered with sunset glow, and the breeze was blowing on everyone's cheeks, refreshing and cool.

Jingfan walked comfortably on the alley, wearing the uniform of a member of Qingxue Men's Tennis Club, but it was black.

The combination of black and white will not feel monotonous, but can show vitality and fashion more.

This is the reason why the mirror fan chooses black and white. Although blue and white can show people's vitality and youth, they will soon get tired of looking at them.

'Genius, genius. ' Misha thought secretly in her heart.

That's right, he is indeed a genius. With only a little time for thinking, he can match and direct the most beautiful and suitable clothes as quickly as possible. If he enters the clothing industry, can he also do well?

Yi was lazily lying in the pocket of the mirror fan, drowsy, his body emitting a faint light, as if...

Heralds something to come.

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In the men's tennis club, every day seems to be spent in repeated training, and there is little fun in it. The scene in the tennis club is still the same. All the main players are training hard, sweating profusely, and waving their hands non-stop Then, counterattack the light yellow tennis ball to the opposite side again and again...

Jingfan didn't like it very much, he really didn't like being ignored, he had been standing outside the gate of the tennis club for 1 minute, unexpectedly, unexpectedly!

(A certain woman, who was typing wildly outside the court, stared suspiciously for a while at the mirror fan standing behind a big tree 100 meters away from the gate of the men's tennis club, and then continued to eat...)

Jing Fan flicked her bangs lightly, then took a small step and walked out.

Sure enough, some people who heard the slight voice turned their heads immediately.

Pairs of bright eyes stared at the mirror fan in unison, masturbating, masturbating.

It feels good to be noticed——

Misha glared at those people one by one fiercely, then rushed into the tennis club with the mirror fan in her arms.

Immediately, everyone, including the tennis finalists, saw Mirror Fan.

······And, her clothes——