Wang Yue really didn't know how to talk to this guy. In her eyes, this guy was like an alien creature, and she felt like she couldn't speak the same language at all.

"You don't know how to play tennis?" Long Ya tilted her head and asked with a smile, turning a blind eye to Wang Yue's increasingly cold expression.

Wang Yue snorted. She really didn't know much about tennis, but she could still play it! Anyway, she wouldn't admit that she hadn't touched this thing for a long time, and she was already unfamiliar with it.

This person made her very unhappy and uncomfortable. Her face became colder and colder, and the sharpness in her eyes became sharper and sharper.

"I know a little bit." Wang Yue said expressionlessly.[

"Oh? That beauty, do you want to play a game with me?" Upon hearing that Wang Yue knew how to play, Long Ya squinted her eyes, her eyes flashing with sharpness, but it was hard to see through, "Just play a game, I will let you.

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Let...let!? She hadn't heard this word in how many years.

Looking at that cynical smiling face, Wang Yue had the urge to punch the handsome face in front of her so hard that his parents didn't even recognize him.

Completely turned into a peach blossom tree!!!

How arrogant! She wholeheartedly agreed with Atobe’s assessment.

Well, her tennis skills are indeed not very good, so she doesn't really want to get involved with this guy. Smart people know how to hide their clumsiness.

Long Ya was not in a hurry to listen to Wang Yue's decision. He ate the orange in three mouthfuls. Really, not even the orange peel was left. Unexpectedly, Wang Yue was very close to him, but he didn't smell any sour smell of the orange peel.

On the contrary, it has a nice fresh fragrance.

Seeing Wang Yue glance at him thoughtfully, Long Ya smiled and immediately knew what she was thinking.

"Orange peel may be very bitter," he shrugged indifferently, "but isn't life similar to it? Whether it's bitter or sweet, you can experience the taste yourself."

He touched the back of his head, raised his eyes, and looked at the blue sky. The glass separated the inside and outside, but the scenery remained the same. The sun was shining brightly, and it fell on his hair, as if a layer of golden light had fallen.

Wang Yue understood the meaning of his words and understood deeply that it was because she had nearly forty years of social experience. However, such words came from the mouth of such a young boy. She knew

, he is also a person with stories.

There is an unknown story behind everyone. Face to face, we can laugh, talk, and communicate, but when we turn our backs, who is the ghost or the spirit? Who knows!

Wang Yue finally agreed to play a game with him. It was not a competition, it was just for fun. In Long Ya's words, it was a bit boring and she just wanted to find something to occupy her time.

Wang Yuexiao asked: "Didn't you say you still have something to do?"

Long Ya curled her lips,

"I don't know if that guy got lost or was seduced by a girl, but he hasn't arrived yet."

Long Ya gave up the right to serve to Wang Yue. Wang Yue held the racket and weighed the tennis ball with the other hand, looking for a sense of familiarity. Of course, it ended in failure.

After Wang Yue failed to serve five times in a row, Long Ya couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"What's the difference between your little knowledge and that of a novice?"

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Chapter completed!