"Do you want to use this on me in school? Do you still have humanity?"


    "Because it''s human, it''s sexual."


    Facing the innocent expression I shamelessly turned my head and showed, Jasmine gasped, and her shoulders trembled violently.


    "You, you, you... you are definitely a scumbag, I won''t let you just do this...ah!"


    She suddenly arched her back, her face full of flushing.


    Because I tried shakingegg for a little while, I didn''t expect it to be so lethal to Jasmine.


    Jasmine, who originally wanted to curse me more, forced herself to stop the words on her lips, and instead tried to straighten her trembling legs, trying to keep calm.


    "You...you...you won''t have a good ending."


    She gasped, her eyes dissipated.


    But I just vented her because I had the advantage.


    "It doesn''t matter. Zi Yuan is asking me to go to the tennis court. Let''s go there together."


    "What? Now? Ah...you go slower!"


    Poor Jasmine was dragged toward the tennis court by me.


    When I arrived at the tennis court, what appeared here was an unexpectedly similar situation to what I remembered.


    There were many people gathered near the court surrounded by barbed wire. Everyone was almost curious about tennis or about tennis girls.


    The sound of a banging ball hitting from a distance. When I walked over, two people were fighting fiercely.


    And when I saw those two people, I couldn''t help but be surprised.


    One of them was Zi Yuan who asked me to visit her before, but she is not wearing a school uniform that is inconvenient to move, but a sweet and **** tennis skirt. Under the skirt that can only cover half of her thighs, her fair skin with her jade legs is very eye-catching. Coupled with the energetic tennis shoes and invisible socks, she is simply a textbook-like tennis sweetheart.


    The person who fought with her was the minister of the tennis department that I had a little impression of before.


    She has healthy wheat-colored skin, clever and upturned eyes, and her thighs will show explosive muscles under the hem of the skirt, making people feel that her waist and legs are very good.


    Ahhh, why do I think of other aspects of my brain circuit recently? It’s true that I lack venting!


    After suddenly realizing that my mind was getting hurried, I was slightly hit by myself and squatted on the ground in depression.


    "Hey...you...you can stop..."


    Standing next to me was Jasmine holding her body with her hands and pursing her lips tightly.


    Although her body did not tremble because she had adapted to the current situation at this moment, her forehead was sweating all the time, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito, as if someone would notice something was wrong if she could make a louder sound.


    I realized it, stood up again, and put my hand on her shoulder intimately.


    "Oh, sorry, my dear, aren''t we here to watch the fun of the tennis court?"


    "Woo...too close..."


    Jasmine''s shoulders trembled at this moment, and she made a low voice as if she could not bear it.


    And I was watching Shi Yuan''s performance with great enthusiasm.