Bai Weiwei entered the club and came to the tennis court.
She saw tennis rackets, which brought back memories of her childhood.
At that time, she also touched a tennis racket for a while.
Of course, it can only be used simply for fun, and it cannot be said that it is really played.
Her rotten body, any exercise can kill her.
And now she can still do some sports.
She greedily picked up a tennis racket and threw it to Ye Yuxuan.
"Will you play tennis?"
Ye Yuxuan nodded, golf and tennis, a sport that he needed for entertainment, he knew when he was a child.
Just learn by task.
Not much feeling.
Bai Weiwei picked out a racket and picked up a new tennis ball.
"Let's play ball."
Her dad must be at this stadium.
However, there are several stadiums, and I can't see where people are for a while.
I can't find anyone for the time being, so I can get together after dinner tonight.
Bai Weiwei was wearing long trousers and a long shirt. Because she was going to play, she tied up a high ponytail.
Under the mild sunshine, she looked like a girl in a dream of a young boy with a smile.
Indescribably energetic and charming.
Ye Yuxuan was holding the racket. He had no feeling for tennis at all, but suddenly he was moved.
He held the racket and turned it around, very calm and natural.
A very simple action, people who know the goods, all know that such a comfortable appearance, it is very likely to meet a master.
Bai Weiwei was eager to try and threw the ball into the air.
Then jumped up and slapped hard.
Balls... Where's the balls
She fell to the ground in a daze, the racket could not hit the ball, she quickly looked up.
Boom!
The ball hit her on the forehead impartially.
She immediately covered her forehead, "Will this ball run?"
Obviously she was playing in the same direction, why didn't she see the ball
Ye Yuxuan standing opposite: "..."
Then he walked over silently, took an ice towel from the waiter's plate, and covered her forehead.
He asked in a low voice, "Are you okay? Weiwei."
He didn't see that the ball's strength was heavy, and it shouldn't cause any pain.
But reason knows it's one thing, seeing her coquettishly covering her head, she feels cute and pitiful.
Bai Weiwei pushed him away and said viciously, "Nonsense, of course, I still don't believe I can't hit the ball."
When she started learning as a child, the teacher said she was gifted.
Bai Weiwei waved her racket and took another ball.
Then toss it up, with a wave.
Can't hit the ball.
Bai Weiwei showed her tenacity, made persistent efforts, and continued to serve.
The ball misses.
Even someone who doesn't know how to hit wouldn't be so outrageous.
Ye Yuxuan stood calmly and looked at her.
The way she was sweating, she was very energetic.
So he didn't stop her from exercising.
Bai Weiwei slammed the last ball to the ground and said, "It must be the wrong ball."
Ye Yuxuan was silent for a while, then took a ball and threw it up, a beautiful serve hit the opposite side neatly.
Very standard and perfect.
This perfect serve also made the onlookers applaud continuously.
He bowed his head and said, "The ball is fine."
Bai Weiwei: "..."
She looked at him silently for a while, then suddenly grabbed a ball hard, then rushed to the front of the net, then put the ball on the racket, gently stretched the racket to the opposite side, and the racket slanted.
The ball lands.
Well, she finally hit the ball over the net.
Then she held the racket and turned back to look at Ye Yuxuan defiantly, "You can serve."
Ye Yuxuan looked at her sloppy look, her eyes were bright and sly, and she was full of successful smiles.
He seemed to be infected, the corners of his mouth could not help bending upwards, and a smile appeared.
Even the calm and cold eyes gradually turned into a gentle smile.
Seeing him smile, Bai Weiwei said with a sigh of relief, "I finally made you laugh, and it's not in vain for me to be stupid on purpose."
Ye Yuxuan smiled unconsciously, he couldn't help but reached out and touched the corner of his mouth, and then he thought of something and looked up at her.
"You missed the serve on purpose to make me laugh."
Bai Weiwei smiled and snorted, "Otherwise you think my football skills are so bad, it's not because you are in a bad mood, I want you to be happy."
Ye Yuxuan couldn't understand how he was feeling at the moment.
His hand over his mouth tightened, and his lips couldn't help pursing.
Maybe it was moved, but more because she saw the worry hidden under the genuine smile in her eyes.
His lips twitched again, this time he really couldn't help it and smiled.
"It seems that Weiwei's tennis is very good."
He chuckled softly.
Seeing this man laugh, Bai Weiwei was so handsome that it was unreasonable.
With a hot face, she immediately grabbed the ball, "Of course, I must play well."
After she finished speaking, she threw the ball up, and in the sunlight, she swung the racket beautifully—
Boom!
The ball hit her head.
She flopped again.
Bai Weiwei: "..."
Ye Yuxuan: "..."
system:"… "
This face is hit, dong dong dong dong!