Cross the net king: tennis princess

Jingfan looked at the tall and beautiful figure at the gate of the tennis court on the street in disbelief, that person was Misha.

In other words, I have ignored Misha for a long time, since the regional preliminaries, I have not been with Misha much, since Yi turned into Xuexi, I have almost been with Xuexi, so what is Misha doing here?

Jingshan raised his chin and looked at Misha in puzzlement.

Of course, Her Royal Highness Princess Kagami couldn't just glance at the people around Misha, Keigo Atobe and Miss Tachibana! ! !

Tachibana Xing promised Atobe Keigo that as long as he wins the person in the street tennis court, he can date him. Xing also did not expect Atobe to beat everyone so powerfully without expending any effort.

Just as the drama of robbing the women of the people was staged, our Miss Misha, who was kind on the outside and dark on the inside, began to help each other when encountering injustice.

When Jing Fan was sighing for his imagination, suddenly a hand that was accidentally breaking a branch slipped and broke the branch.

A crisp sound not only alarmed Xue Xi who was still eating behind, but also alarmed Mi Sha who was making noise in the distance.

Soon, Misha, who had received special training, instinctively shot out the hidden weapon under her sleeve, and the sharp weapon shot through the sky and shot straight towards the mirror fan.

The mirror fan also reacted immediately, and after a low curse, he rolled back to avoid the sharp weapon, but because the branch was not wide enough, he fell sideways...

Jing Fan closed his eyes tightly, it was over, it was over, he would not die if he fell like this, and he would be disabled, oh my god, I would have known that I would not be able to climb such a tall tree.

Xue Xi, who was feeling sorry for the broken branch behind her, suddenly raised her head when she heard the slight sound, ignoring the banana in her mouth, and rushed towards the place where the mirror fan fell...

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A breeze broke the quiet tennis court. Under the cherry tree, a boy in white was holding a beautiful girl with purple hair in his arms.

The wind blew up, and the figure suddenly appeared a little vague, and the three thousand silver threads were scattered like streamers, casually draped over the shoulders, pure and flawless.The wide white robe made him look as holy as an exiled fairy, and the slightly turned-out collar gave him a bit of evil spirit.

The girl in her arms is sea-like blue mixed with a touch of purple, her long satin-like hair is floating in the air, her long eyelashes tremble slightly like a butterfly about to fly, her long white dress The figure of the young girl Miaoman is undoubtedly revealed, and the white collarbone is slightly exposed, which is charming...

Aww, it's so fucking beautiful. Of course, you need all the holy bright pupils to ignore the unrefined banana in the boy's mouth and the black lines on the girl's face.