Atobe held the cup tightly in his hand, and raised his eyebrows inadvertently, as if he was listening to Renzu's words as a joke, "Everything is under my control, so I never

Don't you worry about anything?" This is Atobe Keigo. No matter when, he is still so proud and so arrogant, but when people hear it, they can feel a kind of hidden secret.

insincere

Renzu put down the cup, turned his head, just shrugged, and then said nothing more. He knew that he would say this, so he didn't say anything anymore. This guy has such a character. Sometimes, he is really dead.

Damn, he's obviously very worried and he's still pretending not to care. When will he think about himself? To be honest, Atobe's character is really unbearable and always makes people worry.

He lowered his head and shook the cup in his hand, but it seemed that there was no need to worry about it?

Forget it, there are some things that it is useless to talk about. For example, the things he decides will never change. When it comes to stubbornness, he is also ranked first among the Ice Emperors.

Well, that's... Renzou glanced casually, and happened to see someone walking towards them.

Oh, so that's it. He smiled slightly and put the cup on the table. It seemed that this uncomfortable air pressure had finally passed and his wrist could relax a bit. If Atobe continued to work hard like this, he might still be able to

He really had to stay with him, but he couldn't bear it. He picked up the tennis racket, and his mission was finally over.

"I'll go over there and have a look first," he said to Aobe, but Aobe just turned his back to him, said a favor, and then said nothing more.

Renzu looked at the person approaching, the two looked at each other, nodded, and then passed each other, but they already knew it well.

It seems that he is really not stupid. He laughed softly and patted the tennis racket in his hand. Today, the weather is really good.

Atobe Keigo was half leaning on the edge of the table, holding a water glass in his hand. His slender fingers were caressing the body of the glass, rubbing it carefully. The sweat that kept falling from his forehead flowed down his cheeks to his chin.

Then it drips and falls to the ground, and the flowers bloom all over the ground without fruit.

"Really, I'm very troubled. I didn't expect that this kind of situation would happen to me, right?" He said to himself, somewhat self-deprecatingly.

"Yes." Huadi, who was standing not far away, took over the words, with a tacit understanding and it was naturally him who was looking at him.

After resting enough, he turned around and was about to put the cup back, but when he saw the person in front of him, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

When did she come?

He put down the cup unintentionally, but he looked at her quietly, the smile on his lips was faint, and in his eyes that could not be seen through, there was a very pure blue, with gold foil in the sunlight, the young man's face was now showing

Very delicate and perfect, like a smiling wind blowing by

"Little maid, aren't you angry? Don't you hate me when I treat you like this?" He leaned his body against the table again, looked at her condescendingly, the corners of his mouth curved up, he was conceited and arrogant, but he also concealed

What?

Otoyu hugged the notebook in her hand tightly and did not answer him. She was angry as if she had never been angry before. She raised her head and looked at him. The smile on the young man's face was as dazzling as before, but it also made her discover the deep hidden in his eyes.
Chapter completed!