The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 35 If He Wasn't Crazy...

Mo Junting looked at her fixedly: "You better remember what you said now."

That's how things settled.

Yan Zhixin rushed back to the room to change clothes as quickly as possible.

As long as she wins him, she can leave!

Last year, she won the No.3 in the women's team of the school tennis competition. Mo Junting is a pampered young master. Even if he keeps exercising every day, he cannot be her opponent.

She has seen the dawn of freedom!
Ten minutes later, the referees and ball boys took their positions in the tennis hall.

After finishing the warm-up exercise, Yan Zhixin looked at the man who came out of the locker room with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The simple black was worn by him with an indescribable and mysterious temptation. Against the light, his facial features became more profound and three-dimensional, his slender and straight legs, and his muscular lines were smooth and full of beauty.

She lost her mind for a moment.

When she came back to her senses, she found that Ling Feng, who was wearing a red and white tennis uniform, was looking at her with probing eyes.

She quickly pretended not to notice, turned and walked towards the rest area.

After taking a step, a voice came from my ear: "The first scene, Young Master Mo Junting vs Miss Yan Zhixin, please come in."

what?
She was in the first scene?
She also thought that Ling Shan or Ling Feng would go first, so that she could get to know Mo Junting's level first.

Looking at the tall and straight man standing opposite, Yan Zhixin weighed the racket in her hand, she must win no matter what!
As soon as the match started, Yan Zhixin showed her housekeeping skills, with a ferocious expression on her face as if she would slap Mo Junting to death on the court.

Mo Junting was as good as she thought, giving her points every time.

Yan Zhixin found the sense of accomplishment of torturing food, and played heartily.

She was dressed in pink tennis clothes, her whole body looked moist and tender, her sweaty body seemed to be covered with a layer of water, and the beautiful curves of her body could be seen at a glance. The crystal sweat slid down, full of the temptation of vitality.

Snapped!
Yan Zhixin made a beautiful smash, the ball landed from Mo Junting's side and bounced out.

Yan Zhixin raised her head in surprise, but unexpectedly bumped into Mo Junting's eyes as deep as the sea.

Four eyes facing each other.

Yan Zhixin's heartbeat suddenly missed a beat.

She had never seen such beautiful eyes, which seemed to carry the blue sky and sea, and seemed to contain thousands of stars.

Stunning!

It would be nice if he wasn't a psychopath...

In a daze, the ball was hit back and hit her forehead.

Yan Zhixin suddenly came back to her senses, her face flushed red.

Ah, it hurts.

Yan Zhixin raised her hand and rubbed her face, her eyes were stained with tears of grievance.

Obviously, if she gets two more points, she can win.

But she actually lost her mind on the field and was hit by her opponent?
Can't stand it!
Yan Zhixin touched her flushed forehead, and confronted the enemy seriously again.

However, Mo Junting changed.

It's getting tough!
It's getting tougher.

He started to be full of lethality.

He began to take every opportunity to kill her.

He was like a wolf hunting, and like a deadly enemy in the business war, he was so ruthless that he left no room for it.

Superb skills combined with a perfect body full of streamlines, impeccable.

After giving away points six times in a row, Yan Zhixin finally realized that all the previous points were just given to her by him.

After he was serious, she couldn't get a point.

Completely powerless!
Originally, she thought it was a game where she could be abused, but it turned out that she was abused.

The reversal made Yan Zhi want to cry.

The further down the beat, the more depressed she became.

In the end, it failed miserably.

(End of this chapter)