Wang Wang's face-slapping routine

Chapter 1
Keigo Atobe, who just turned 16, got married. It is said that the partner is a girl he met once when he was a child.

But he himself said that he had no impression of it at all.

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The cold winter day, the gloomy sky for days, was finally illuminated by the warm sun.

The courtyard, which has just experienced a snowstorm, is already covered in silver and has a different look.

Under the shining of the golden sun, it shines brightly, as if there are countless crystal clear gems hidden in it.

Although it's still on winter vacation, and the cold air is full of factors that make people easy to become lazy, Keigo Atobe is not slack at all.

After lunch, he rested for a while, changed into sportswear, and walked into the indoor tennis court with a tennis racket.

If someone is watching from the side, they will definitely find that his swing today is much stronger than before.

It doesn't feel like playing basketball, but venting your unhappiness.

As for why he did this, soon, with the arrival of the butler, there was an answer.

The tennis court was very quiet, except for the sound of the tennis ball being hit back by the racket and hitting the ground, only Keigo Atobe's heavy and sexy panting sound remained.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the aged Hamada housekeeper hastily pushed the door open, breaking the silence of the room.

When he came to the sidelines, he saw that Jing Wu was still sweating on the court as if he was tireless, he couldn't help sighing: "Master, Madam has already picked up Madam Young at the airport, and is on the way back now, you should go back to your room quickly Take a shower and change into clean clothes."

The arrival of Butler Hamada did not distract the teenagers on the field.

But as soon as the title "Young Madam" was called, the boy's arms, which were only halfway up, immediately froze in the air.

On the other side of him, the ball spit out by the ball machine, with a speed of nearly 200 per hour, hit the corner of his mouth hard because of his lack of focus at this moment.

"uh-huh--"

Accompanied by the boy's muffled grunt mixed with pain, the green tennis ball also fell to the ground.

After flicking it twice, it quickly rolled to the side.

Severe pain spread from the corner of his mouth, making Keigo Atobe's brain stunned for a few seconds.

After a while, he endured the pain and opened those dark blue eyes that were subconsciously closed because of the ball flying over.

His eyes as deep as the sea carried a trace of water vapor that floated up due to physical pain, which made him look less sharp than when he was just playing, and added a softness.

But anyone who is familiar with Keigo Atobe's character knows that the word soft has nothing to do with him at all.

Fortunately, this ball was the last one in the serving machine, otherwise he would have been hit a few more times without knowing it if he stood there like this.

Butler Hamada never expected that Keigo Atobe would make a mistake and was hit by the ball, so he ran over to look at the corner of his mouth in fright: "Master, are you okay? Let me see, ouch, it's all swollen, Do you want me to ask the driver to take you to the hospital immediately?"

Keigo Atobe, who was about to avoid Butler Hamada's hand reaching out to touch the corner of his mouth, paused and became more active.

If you go to the hospital, you can temporarily avoid that not gorgeous woman.

but…

Thinking about the fact that he had registered his marriage with that woman in the UK under the persecution of his mother a few days ago, and now he and that woman are a legitimate couple.

He could hide for a while, but he couldn't hide for a lifetime, so he could only gnash his teeth to give up this idea.

　Let’s talk about the timeline with the cuties. The reading system of this book is different from the previous three Wang Wang. It is divided into three semesters according to the Japanese class time, and it happens to be in the third semester now.

　　For the specific month, if you don’t know the cutie, you can go to Baidu to search.

　　As for Keigo Atobe’s age, I don’t know whether to count it as 15 or 16, but according to the needs of the text, I decided to be 16 years old in the first year of high school (emmm, it shouldn’t be a problem...)
　　Please don't be too picky, little cuties.

　　Almost a year later, Ben Fei had another inspiration, so he came up with this book.

　　The new article is first published, I hope the little cuties will support it~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)