After changing into lighter clothes, she and Echizen and her son went to the backyard.

In the backyard of Echizen's house, there is a tennis court that is not too small.

Xie Moizen vs. Echizen Nanjiro, as usual, Echizen Ryoma is the referee.

"Beautiful girl, you serve first."

In the game with Echizen Nanjiro, he always let Xie Moran serve first. "Okay, watch the ball!" So Xie Moran didn't have to refuse, he threw the ball directly, jumped up, swung the racket, and hit an outspin serve.

Go straight to Echizen Nanjiro's face.

"The beautiful girl's outspin serve has improved a lot." Even so, the ball was easily hit back by Echizen Nanjiro. "Keep it up, beautiful girl!"

Xie Moran hit the ball back. "I know. I will try my best."

You come and I hit, the yellow ball goes back and forth between the two, and the score gradually rises alternately.

"1:0"

"1:1"

"2:1"

"5:3, Echizen Nanjiro leads by two games."

"Beautiful girl, you are already two games behind!" In the court, Nanjiro Echizen was holding a tennis racket. Although he was panting from exhaustion, his arrogant expression did not diminish by half because of this.

Opposite him, Xie Moran was sweating profusely like Echizen Nanjiro.

A few strands of aqua-blue hair were wetly attached to her delicate cheeks, and her cherry blossom-like water lips were slightly open, breathing rapidly. There were some crystal clear sweat beads on her skin as white and smooth as mutton fat, like flames.

His eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

"Huh! The game has just begun, and I will soon turn defeat into victory!" Xie Moran narrowed her eyes, stretched out her hand to wipe her sweat randomly, "The game continues!" Humph, her new trick has not been revealed yet.

, isn't it just two games behind, she can tie the score immediately.

Throw the ball, jump up, and swing the racket. This is Xie Moran's serving game. With a "pop!" sound, the yellow ball flew quickly towards Echizen Nanjiro's back half like an arrow from the string.

"Ah, beautiful girl, this kind of strength and speed is not...wha, what? How could this happen?!"

Ignoring Echizen Nanjiro's stunned eyes, his eyes turned to Echizen Ryoma outside the court. Xie Moran pointed at him with the racket in his hand: "Aren't you still reporting the score, Ryoma?"

Her low shout finally attracted Echizen Ryoma's attention. "Uh, 15-0..." He was so excited. It seemed that Sister Xiaoran had a new trick! "Sister Xiaoran,

What kind of serve are you doing?" Her ball obviously flew towards the old man's left backcourt, but unexpectedly, it miraculously flew to the right backcourt when the old man arrived...

"Yes, beautiful girl. What was your serve just now?" Echizen Nanjiro recovered from the shock and asked following his son.

Xie Moran raised his eyebrows and smiled very charmingly: "Phantom."

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