This feeling...how can I say it, it''s like my dad looking at his daughter.


    "Drink!"


    With his outstanding skills and just enough roar, the minister flew out a golden arc in the air, ejected on the ground and quickly rotated with a mysterious trajectory.


    Zi Yuan, who had been holding her hands and slapping her nervously against each other, widened her eyes at this moment.


    Because the ball flew to the left hand side that she was not good at, her defense seemed to be stretched this time.


    "Ahhhhhhhhh!"


    As a result, the ball flew out like this and missed Zi Yuan''s slap.


    After a whine, Ziyuan shrank her shoulders with some displeasure.


    But the people next to him applauded.


    "So amazing, it''s hard to tell the difference between the tennis minister."


    "I see they''ve been calling each other for a minute."


    Surrounded by people''s applause, Zi Yuan seemed to have woken up at this time. After protruding her head and thinking for a while, she showed a honest smile.


    "Sir Zi Yuan, you have a talent for playing tennis."


    Even the minister bypassed the net and hugged her shoulders intimately.


    "Ye? Is there any? I''ve actually just watched tennis games on TV and haven''t practiced it before."


    "Really? That''s even better. Your talent is really extraordinary!"


    Hearing this, the tennis minister became even more excited. She hugged Ziyuan like this, muttering as if she was afraid that she would run away:


    "But you must join our tennis department. What we lack is talents like you."


    Looking at this very youthful scene, I touched my nose at a loss.


    Ah, I don’t know if I should come on stage and say hello. Although Ziyuan asked me to come and see her at first, she no longer lacked applause.


    But at this moment, Zi Yuan was the first to discover me.


    "A Yu!"


    She called me anxiously, then put the beat aside and walked towards me with a smile.


    “Saru…”


    "Did you see it? That... Although I lost, I also played with my style."


    "Well, you''re very good."


    My mind was once again filled with her youthful braids and sweaty face when playing basketball. I was surprised to feel a little distressed, so I squeezed out a smile to comfort her.


    It seemed that even this level of answer could satisfy her. Zi Yuan seemed to have received great satisfaction, and she smiled and turned her head.


    But when she looked at Jasmine standing next to me, who was implicitly clamping her legs for some reason, she pouted in anger like explosives that had been lit with a fuse.


    "Marry, what do you mean? Because he is the lucky girlfriend character, he doesn''t say a word to me?"