My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Shangguan Ning was slightly surprised. This person seems to have always had the habit of carrying a handkerchief with him. This habit is now rare.

She took it generously and smiled at him slightly: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome." Jing Yichen said, sitting down on the bench beside the court, unscrewing a bottle of water and drinking.

Shangguan Ning wiped his face and hands, and saw that the veil was a little dirty, and it was not good to give him back, but it was not appropriate to put it away.

After thinking about it, she put the veil in her bag, and after washing it, you should return it to him.

Shangguan Ning looked around and saw that Zhao Anan had disappeared long ago.

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, my... my stomach hurts, let's go first, you fight slowly." Zhao Anan lied without blinking.

Shangguan Ning immediately heard it, but didn't know what she was doing, so she hung up the phone. In fact, she was wronging her good friend. Zhao Anan just wanted to create more opportunities for the two people.

"Well...Mr. Zhao, An An, she left beforehand."

"Well, I know." Jing Yichen's expression was still faint, and there was no accident about Zhao An'an leaving first.

The two were not far away, and Jing Yichen could smell the faint smell of her body. Her beautiful face, because of sports, reveals a lovely pink, which makes people want to take a bite.

He quickly withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at her.

"You played well."

Jing Yichen's expression is still faint, but if Zhao An'an was to hear this, I'm afraid he would be greatly surprised, because Jing Yichen seldom praises people and makes him think they are good, it must be extremely good.

"Well, yes, I also feel pretty good." Speaking of which, Shangguan condensed a happy smile, which she was proud of.

Jing Yichen was stunned. He thought that Shangguan Ning would be humble. He didn't expect that she praised herself unkindly.

His lips raised slightly: "You are not humble."

"I'm still very humble in other things. I don't need to be humble in this matter." Shangguanning said, looking at Jing Yichen, "Actually, you played well, but it should have been a long time. I’ve played it, so I’m rusty, otherwise I won’t win you.”

All his postures are standard, but his movements are stiff and jerky, and obviously he hasn't played for a long time.

Jing Yichen had a perfect side profile, and he could see his long eyelashes from the perspective of Shangguan Ning.

After a moment of silence, Shangguan Ning thought he had said something wrong, but did not expect to hear Jing Yichen say with a playful tone: "You don't blink your eyes, do I look so good?"

Shangguan Ning just took a sip of water and just swallowed it before squirting it out, choking straight.

Her face turned red, and she didn't know if she was choking or shy.

God, who is so straightforward!

She wiped her mouth, thought for a while, and told the truth: "You are really pretty."

Jing Yichen's face was still faint, but she smiled in her heart. She was the first person to talk to him so straightforwardly.

But it feels good, at least without turning around.

His life has been very exhausted, so the straight temperament makes people feel very relaxed, what to say, do not hide tuck, do not mind, it is good.

Shangguan Ning could detect that Jing Yichen seemed to be in a good mood, so he tried to invite him: "Mr. Zhao, look at my tennis playing well. For you, I feel that I must have been a master before, but it is now degraded, not as good as our future Let's play together!" She finally met a master, and she didn't want to let it go, whether she wanted it or not, she always tried to know.

The strange thing is that Jing Yichen is indifferent and has a cold tone. Shangguan Ning does not exclude him, but feels comfortable with people like him.

She didn't like such indifferent people before. She always felt that such people would be cold. Later, after experiencing Xie Zhuojun's affairs, she slowly realized that people who look warm like spring may not be soft-hearted and warm. Cold people may not be cold.

People can't just look at their appearance, but their heart.

Jing Yichen didn't find it awkward to listen to the word "Mr. Zhao", so he didn't correct it. His mother's surname was Zhao. He used to call himself surnamed Zhao for convenience.

The surname Jing is too blatant and too ruthless, he doesn't like it very much.

It was the word "degenerate". For the first time, someone used it on him, and it seemed to be used in a straightforward manner.

Faithful, he has indeed degraded.

It was just that every time he saw tennis, he would think of that person, and he had no interest in tennis at all. Today, he didn't think about playing. Instead, he felt very relaxed and comfortable.

Jing Yichen didn't do much thinking, and quickly agreed: "Okay."

Shangguan Ning saw him agree, he was very happy, and smiled and reached out to him: "Happy cooperation!"

Jing Yichen glanced at the slender and white plain hand, and then shook it up: "Happy cooperation!"

The two people's hands were at one touch, but they both felt the temperature on the other's hand, which was a bit burning and a little beautiful.

Shangguan Ning ignored the strangeness directly, packed things, and prepared to leave.

Jing Yichen did not speak, waiting for her quietly.

There were not many things. Shangguan Ning quickly packed it up and walked out with Jing Yichen slowly.

"Your tennis is very professional, have you studied it specifically?"

Jing Yichen's deep and **** voice sounded in his ear, causing Shangguan Ning to jump in his heart.

"Yes, I used to practice with the coach day and night, and my hands were blistered." She recalled the time when she practiced the ball before, and her eyes and brows were filled with smiles. At that time it was actually bitter, but it was also substantial and down-to-earth.

Jing Yichen knew that tennis would have to endure a lot of hardship if she wanted to reach her level. Unexpectedly, she looked a little weak, but she was so reluctant to lose.

The stubborn woman is distressing.

"Why do you want to work so hard? You don't look like you want to be a tennis player." Jing Yichen was slightly puzzled. With the above official conditions, she can live comfortably without having to work hard.

Her temperament and self-cultivation, at first glance, were cultivated by the big family, and every move reveals elegance. This is not something that can be imitated at will by training acquired.

If he is right, Shangguan Ning should be from the Shangguan family.

The surname "Shangguan" is rare. The surname Shangguan is famous. Not to mention City A, there is only one whole province.

After hearing Jing Yichen's words, Shangguan Ning was slightly distracted.

Yeah, why do you want to work so hard? When I first started learning tennis, I really didn't want to be an athlete.

It was just a dispute of her will.

In the 26-year-old gray life of Shangguan Ning, there are only two things she is more powerful than Shangguan Rouxue. The same is the language learning ability, and the other is tennis.