[Wonderful duel] Leng Shiyue, if you were a woman! The handsome man with a domineering face muttered to Leng Shiyue's back. You are worthy of being my opponent! The silver-faced man raised Leng Shiyue's chin, with a slightly cold breath, but was extremely evil, and his eyes were filled with fun and appreciation. Idiot. Leng Shiyue waved away his slender words and said coldly, not interested in the beauty in front of her, her handsome face was covered with frost. She is an orphan, but an innocent and romantic little girl. She was adopted by the richest man in the world and became a cold young master. Her red and white coat, dark blue trousers, white sneakers, and a red tennis cap embroidered with W in the middle are her representative clothing. The legend of tennis genius belongs to her. She was cold October. In order to have a peerless gamble three years later, she was sent to the prison courtyard for training and study. He was a charming man, a silver mask, and the elegance in every move. He was the president of Yanhuang Tennis Club, domineering and rude, with the heat of fire while swinging, and they were her followers. Let's see how she was prosperous in the prison courtyard. [Love is by the way, more friendship]