Shangguan Ning was slightly surprised. This person seemed to have always had the habit of carrying a handkerchief with him. This habit is rare now.
She took it generously and smiled at him: "Thank you!"
"You're welcome." Jing Yichen said, sat down on the bench by the side of the field, unscrewed a bottle of water and drank it.
Shangguan Ning wiped his face and hands. Seeing that the handkerchief was a bit dirty, it was not very good to give it back to him, but it was not suitable to put it away, and it was even more inappropriate to throw it away.
After thinking about it, she put the handkerchief in her bag and returned it to him after washing it.
Shangguan Ning looked around and saw that Zhao An'an had long since disappeared.
She sat down on the bench, drank some water, and took out her mobile phone to call Zhao Anan.
"An'an, where have you been, it's time to go."
"Oh, mine... I have a stomachache, let's go first, take your time." Zhao Anan lied without blinking.
Shangguan Ning recognized it immediately, but didn't know what she was up to, so she hung up the phone. In fact, she wronged her good friend, Zhao An'an just wanted to create more opportunities for the two of them.
"Well Mr. Zhao, Ann, she left earlier."
"Well, I know." Jing Yichen's expression was still calm, and he wasn't surprised that Zhao Anan left first.
The two of them were not far or close, and Jing Yichen could smell her faintly pleasant aura. Her pretty face, because of the exercise, reveals a lovely pink color, which makes people want to pounce on it and take a bite.
He quickly withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at her.
"You hit the ball well."
Jing Yichen's expression was still calm, but if Zhao An'an heard this, he might be very surprised, because Jing Yichen seldom praises others, and if he can make him think it's good, it must be extremely good.
"Well, yes, I think it's pretty good too." Speaking of this, Shangguan Ning showed a pleasant smile, which she was proud of.
Jing Yichen was taken aback. He thought Shangguan Ning would be modest, but he didn't expect her to praise him unceremoniously.
The corner of his lips raised slightly: "You are not humble."
"I'm still very humble in other matters, but I don't need to be humble in this matter." Shangguan Ning said, looking at Jing Yichen, "Actually, you are also very good at fighting, but it should be that you haven't played for a long time. I've fought, so I'm unfamiliar with it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to beat you."
All his postures are standard, but his movements are stiff and jerky, obviously he hasn't played for a long time.
Jing Yichen's side profile was perfect, and from Shangguan Ning's angle, he could see his long eyelashes, which were too good-looking.
After being silent for a while, Shangguan Ning thought she had said something wrong, but she didn't expect to hear Jing Yichen say in a joking tone: "You don't even blink, am I so pretty?"
Shangguan Ning just took a sip of water, but before he could swallow it, he spit it out again, choking and coughing.
Her face became more and more red, and she didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or embarrassment.
God, how can anyone be so straightforward!
She wiped her mouth, thought about it, and said honestly: "You are really beautiful."
Jing Yichen's face was still calm, but he laughed in his heart. She was the first person to talk to him so bluntly.
But it feels good, at least without beating around the bush.
His life is already very exhausting, such a straight-forward temperament makes people feel very relaxed, saying what he has to say, not hiding it, not being scheming, it's good.
Shangguan Ning could sense that Jing Yichen seemed to be in a good mood, so he tentatively invited him: "Mr. Zhao, you see that I play tennis well. As for you, I think I must have been a good player before, but now it's degraded. It's not as good as we can play tennis in the future." Let's play together!" She finally met a master, and she didn't want to let him go, no matter whether he was willing or not, she had to try to know.
The strange thing was that Jing Yichen was indifferent and his tone was cold, but Shangguan Ning did not reject him, but felt comfortable getting along with someone like him.
She didn't like such indifferent people before, she always felt that such a person would be cold-hearted, but after experiencing what happened to Xie Zhuojun, she gradually realized that people who look as warm as spring may not be soft-hearted. A cruel person is not necessarily cold-hearted.
People can't just look at the appearance, but look at the heart.
Jing Yichen didn't feel awkward hearing the word "Mr. Zhao", so he didn't correct it. His mother's surname was Zhao, and he used to call himself Zhao for convenience.
The surname Jing was too ostentatious and ruthless, and he didn't like it very much.
It was the first time someone used the word "degeneration" on him, and it seemed to be used with confidence.
Faithful words are harsh, he has indeed degenerated.
It's just that every time he saw tennis before, he would think of that person, and he lost interest in tennis at all. Today, he didn't think about playing tennis, but felt very relaxed and comfortable in his heart.
Jing Yichen didn't think too much, and quickly agreed: "Okay."
Seeing that he agreed, Shangguan Ning was very happy, and stretched out his hand to him with a smile: "Happy cooperation!"
Jing Yichen glanced at the slender white hand, then shook it: "Happy cooperation!"
The two people's hands split apart as soon as they touched each other, but they both felt the temperature in each other's hands, which was a little bit scorching and a little bit beautiful.
Shangguan Ning ignored the strangeness, packed her things, and prepared to leave.
Jing Yichen didn't speak, but quietly waited for her.
There were not many things, so Shangguan Ning packed them up quickly, and walked out slowly with Jing Yichen.
"Your tennis is very professional, have you learned it?"
Jing Yichen's deep and sexy voice sounded in his ears, making Shangguan Ning's heart skip a beat.
"Yes, I used to practice with the coach day and night, and my hands were blistered." She recalled the time of practicing before, with a smile on the corners of her eyes and brows. At that time, it was actually bitter, but it was also fulfilling and down-to-earth.
Jing Yichen knew that if he wanted to reach her level of tennis, he would have to suffer a lot. He didn't expect that she looked a little weak, but she was so unwilling to admit defeat in her heart.
Stubborn woman, people feel a little distressed.
"Why are you working so hard? You don't look like you want to be a tennis player." Jing Yichen was slightly puzzled. With Shangguan Ning's conditions, she could live a comfortable life and didn't need to work hard.
Her temperament and self-cultivation can be seen from the cultivation of the big family, and her every move reveals elegance, which cannot be imitated casually by acquired training.
If he guessed correctly, Shangguan Ning should be from the Shangguan family.
The surname "Shangguan" is rare, and there is only one family with the surname Shangguan, not to mention City A, in the entire province.
After listening to Jing Yichen's words, Shangguan Ning was slightly absent-minded.
Yes, why do you have to work so hard? When I first started learning tennis, I really didn't think about becoming an athlete.
It's just a dispute between her emotions.
In Shangguan Ning's twenty-six years of gray life, there were only two things she was better than Shangguan Rouxue, one was language learning ability, and the other was tennis.