The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

Chapter 340 Meeting in Germany



Chapter 340 Meeting in Germany

"A Tao, you, what are you and Echizen doing?" One of the three people at the door, Dashi stammered.

What are you doing?Just look at it.

Taocheng leaning over my head was only wearing a bath towel around his waist, and his bare upper body was still a little steamy, with red ears on the front and panting; my bathrobe was loose when I was lying on my back, and my left arm was blocked by shortness of breath. Taocheng held it down with both hands, and his escaped right hand was still tightly clutching the small iron box—this is the point!

I took a peek at the two wooden faces beside Dashi.There was a lot of noise in the department room, and he was fined to circle the playground fifty times.But now during the holiday, this is not a department, so they won't be fined to circle around the nursing home fifty times, right?Strange to say, why did Atobe appear next to the minister?

"Taocheng, put on your clothes."

The minister's unwavering tone finally brought the dazed Taocheng back to his senses, and he jumped off the bed like his ass was on fire.Because of the violent action, the bath towel around his waist almost didn't fall off.Holding on to the bath towel that was about to fall with one hand, and grabbing the clothes at the end of the bed with the other, Taocheng ran to the bathroom in embarrassment like burning charcoal sticks.

Standing up as if nothing had happened, I quietly hid the hand holding the tin box behind my back.

"Tezuka, I reiterate my previous suggestion." Atobe, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "The room for guests in this nursing home is too crowded. Go to my villa. One room per person. You can also come and stay together for one night."

"This is too much trouble for you." Dashi raised an objection embarrassedly.

"It's not a problem at all. It's empty anyway." Crossing his arms around his chest, Atobe took his eyes away from me and glanced at the minister.

"Then, excuse me." The minister nodded his head slightly,

"Tezuka?" Oishi was a little surprised.

"Ms. Ryuzaki has already fallen asleep due to fatigue, so don't bother her. Come back early tomorrow morning." As usual, the minister's decision cannot be refuted.

These two guys, in a few words, decided on such a labor-intensive matter as a big relocation of the whole staff.As I was muttering secretly, the minister had already walked over, tightened the neckline of my loose bathrobe, and then calmly extended a hand to me.

After all, he still found out.He moved his right hand behind his back helplessly, and when he was still hesitating, he heard a shout, "No!"

The disheveled Taocheng jumped out from the inside in one step (he puts on his clothes really fast), and rushed forward to snatch it.

Being frightened and bumped by him, although I dodged in time reflexively, I couldn't hold the iron box. "Clang!" The box fell, and the photos of colorful beauties were spread all over the floor.

The atmosphere froze.

"Little one~ We're here again... Huh? What's going on? Wow~" There were more chrysanthemum pills at the door, Fuji and Kaitang.

No one answered.Taocheng and I were busy picking up photos on the ground.

"I've seen it for a long time. Taocheng has the potential to collect data." Gan Ming commented on seeing Qianli.Beside him, the blank-faced Kaitang let out a snort.

"Taocheng, Echizen." After the prelude to the sudden drop in temperature, the blizzard finally came, "Walk around the field [-] times!"

——The bath is in vain...

He and Taocheng dejectedly handed the photo to Dashi (someone's temperature is too low to approach).Taocheng went out to run laps, while I turned around and changed first.

"Wait a minute." Fuji stopped in front of me with a smile, "You seem to have forgotten to submit some photos, Ryoma~"

Why are the eyes of this demon fox so poisonous!Reluctantly, he took out a picture of a beautiful woman with a saber horse from the left sleeve, and under the watchful eyes of the demon fox's smiling blue eyes, he took out a picture of a girl with European style from the right sleeve.

Atobe, who was watching from the side, stared at the two photos in bewilderment at first, then opened his mouth wide open suddenly, almost staring his eyes out.

Handing those two photos to Buer, another big block of ice was blocked in front of him.

Resigned to my fate, I took out a shirtless one from between the bottom of my foot and the big slippers, and a shirtless and fit one from the bottom of the other foot. I muttered softly, "This is my photo."

Ignoring my complaints, the minister confiscated the two sheets of course.

After handing over the photo, he was about to leave when he heard the minister's flat voice, "Is it gone?"

"It's gone, it's really gone." I swore solemnly, and I almost raised my hands and asked the minister to search me.

Quickly glanced at me, the minister didn't turn his face away, "Change your clothes and run around."

I grabbed my sweatshirt and ran into the bathroom, exhaling a long breath with lingering fear.After stroking the navel, the cold and smooth feeling of the cardboard was transmitted from the skin.

Thank me, Taocheng!If this photo ever gets seen by the Minister - both of us will be shot dead...

After running one hundred laps, Atobe's car stopped at the gate of the nursing home.

Withdrawing my gaze from the passing scene by the side of the road (looking at it for a long time), I forcibly held back a series of yawns, and scanned my surroundings boredly.

The person sitting behind us was busy jotting down something in the data book; in the next seat, Kikumaru ate snacks and listened to the CD with a smile; The face of the sea hall is like air; Dashihe Village closed his eyes and rested, and the car was surprisingly quiet.

The minister beside me has a straight back and a brick face that has not changed for thousands of years, making me feel like a prisoner who has been put under surveillance.

Atobe on the front passenger seat glanced at us from the car mirror from time to time. I always felt that his eyes were a bit sympathetic.

I'm just curious!Damn Taocheng, you made me miserable! (Author: You made Taocheng miserable, right?)

In the uniform body vibration, the eyelids are getting heavier and heavier...

I opened my sleepy eyes and stared at the luxurious big bed and floor-to-ceiling curtains under the dim light for a long time. I came back to my senses and realized that this should be in the villa room of the Atobe family.The ten-hour flight and jet lag, plus the afternoon race and the one hundred laps in the evening, made me doze off after a short time in the car, and I fell unconscious.

Look at your body, you haven't even changed your pajamas.Who moved me all the way in from the car?Before I could think about these questions clearly, I felt my stomach growling.Apparently, I couldn't get enough to eat today in Kurist de Forie.

I turned over, closed my eyes and wanted to continue sleeping, but my stomach kept protesting to me one after another.Carubin is not there, and there is no one to warm his stomach, so how can he sleep like this!

Finally unable to bear it, I got up.Must get something to eat.I pulled up my slippers, opened the door quietly and looked around. The long corridor made me dizzy for a while—finding the kitchen seems to be a very difficult task.

The kitchen should be on the first floor, right?Probe from the carved railings and glance around the overly wide hall on the first floor. By the French windows, a shaking figure really startled me.

Subconsciously, he hid behind the railing, and suddenly became excited.Burglary thief!Good luck!

The N methods of the protagonist in "Baby Wisdom" flashed through his mind quickly, and he rejected them all one by one. (What? You said the right thing to do is to call the police and call someone? Don’t be stupid, how can such a good legal repair opportunity be easily let go!)

It's more in line with my style to attack sneakily from behind and punch into sandbags~

Light and soundless, I bowed and slipped to the stairs, and I confirmed the target position again from the gap in the railing.

The figure hovering by the window turned around, and a ray of moonlight shone on the man's slightly drooping face—it turned out to be him.I get discouraged.

This man, why is he pretending to be sombre as he paces up and down there most of the night without sleeping?

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Having said that, everyone guesses that the skill of the photo is really profound~~

PS: Yaoer has worked so hard


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