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"You can go ahead."

Shen Yi Nian was lying on the chair, her chest heaving violently. After the two of them got familiar with each other, their relationship became closer and closer. Shen Yi no longer had the airs of an aloof goddess.

When the two of them were looking at the online gossip posts in the dorm, Song Qinghuan had even complained that the filters the fans used on them were too thick.

"Do you still want to fight?" Song Qinghuan took a sip of her sports drink and turned her head to ask.

"Fight." Shen Yi Nian stood up and slapped her tennis racket against her palm as she said, "It's been a long time since I've had such a good time."

When Xu Ningzhou changed into his sports attire and brought the tennis racket into the stadium, he saw two familiar figures waving to each other from afar.

Song Qinghuan was wearing a red sports coat and a black pleated skirt. Her sports socks and sports shoes were all white.

Shen Yi Nian, on the other hand, was wearing a white dress and blue dress. It was clearly a dress from the same sports brand.

Xu Ningzhou thought, well, this person is his cousin.

The integrator on the electronic board showed that Song Qinghuan had exceeded Shen Yi Nian's score of 12 points. Shen Yi Nian's body had reached its limit. On the other hand, Song Qing Huan's back was ramrod straight. It was obvious that she could still fight.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of his cousin's figure. He missed another ball and the tennis ball rolled towards the foot of Xu Ningzhou.

"Eh? What a coincidence! "

It was obvious that she was surprised to see Xu Ningzhou and Song Qinghuan here.

Shen Yi Nian bent her body, her palms supporting her knees, she raised her right hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead as she gasped for breath and said, "Good, you guys continue. I will take a break in midfield."

Xu Ningzhou had already changed into a sportswear. He smiled at Song Qing and waved his racket: "Do you mind if I take the top?"

Song Qinghuan blew on the scattered sweat and nodded: "Alright, come."

Thus, the two began to fight on the field. When Shen Yi saw that there were no strangers around him, his heart was as clear as a mirror. He immediately understood that the room they were in had been reserved by their cousin.

As a result, the image of a goddess disappeared like smoke into thin air. Shen Yi curled up on the resting chair, wiping off his sweat with a towel as he sipped on his drink and watched the two players on the field who were at odds with each other.

With Song Qinghuan's strong physical fitness, as well as her strong jumping ability, she had played the ball several times and killed Xu Ningzhou, who had just gone on stage.

After another three minutes, Xu Ningzhou turned to Song Qinghuan and raised his chin: "The warm-up exercise is over."

Song Qinghuan nodded. Her long and thick eyelashes were already covered in sweat. She blinked her clear peach blossom eyes. Her eyes were full of spirit as they locked onto Xu Ningzhou who was serving the ball.

The serious Song Qinghuan was chasing after the running Song Qinghuan. Xu Ningzhou controlled his strength as he struck out, so that Song Qinghuan wouldn't have to run too far.

The two fought back and forth, the tennis ball forming a parabola in the air.

Song Qinghuan had not felt this happy in a long time. All the depression and unhappiness in her heart was swept away by the racket in her hand like a tennis ball.

As a result, the match ended with Song Qinghuan and Shen Yi Nian taking turns to play with Xu Ningzhou. Shen Yi Nian felt that her cousin was not a human, so she kept her strength up while playing with Song Qing Huan.

Not long after Shen Yi entered the arena, he was beaten to the point that he was unable to fight.

Song Qing was a fast learner. While Xu Ningzhou was playing with Shen Yi, she secretly learned how to play ball with Xu Ningzhou and sold ball on the spot.

"Alright!" Shen Yi Nian who was sitting on the chair watched Song Qing Huan learn and teach a lesson to him. Her cousin immediately sat up and clapped, and that was not the end, she waved the two bottles of skill drink and shouted: "Give our Qing Huan a CALL! Dear, you are the best! "

Song Qinghuan wiped off the sweat on her chin and threw a flying kiss to Shen Yi Nian with a smile.

Xu Ningzhou glanced at his cousin with a smile that was not a smile, and Shen Yi Nian immediately became as quiet as a chicken.

The demon king was too terrifying!

After the exercise had ended, a large area of Xu Ningzhou's sweatshirt had been drenched in sweat. Song Qinghuan couldn't help but sigh at the man's good figure. It was such a pity that he wasn't a model.

Song Qinghuan looked at Xu Ningzhou's rolling Adam's apple and asked: "I agreed to treat you to a meal when we get back. Are you planning for tonight?"

Xu Ningzhou drank half a bottle of sports drink in one go. He used a towel to wipe the sweat off his forehead and nodded without hesitation, "You can arrange it."

"Alright, then I'll see you in the hall later."

"Yes."

After leaving the practice room, Song Qinghuan and Shen Yixin went to the ladies' bathroom while Xu Ningzhou took things with him to the men's bathroom.

When Song Qinghuan and Shen Yi walked out of the elevator as if they were new, they saw from afar that Xu Ningzhou, who was sitting in the lounge, had an elite man in a suit.

The two of them, who had been laughing and talking earlier, stopped when Shen Yifan saw the man in an elite suit and a pair of leather shoes standing next to Xu Ningzhou.

"What's wrong?" Song Qinghuan turned her head to look at Shen Yi who had suddenly stopped and asked.

The corner of Shen Yifan's mouth twitched.

Song Qinghuan followed Shen Yi's gaze and looked over. Her peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed as she instantly recognized the man beside Xu Ningzhou.

Han Shuo, the CEO of Huan Yu, and Shen Yi Nian's fiance.

In his previous life, before Song Qinghuan died, he had seen information about Shen Yixin and Han Shuo's wedding on the internet.

If looks could kill, then Shen Yi Nian's gaze would have caused her cousin to be riddled with holes. This son of a b * tch, not only did he despise her as an electric light bulb, but he even brought Han Shuo, the big ice mountain, here.

How could they let him live?

Xu Ningzhou raised his hand to greet Song Qinghuan, then brought Han Shuo to introduce him to Song Qinghuan: "My friend, Han Shuo, this is Song Qinghuan."

Han Shuo's facial features were deep, and his eyes were blue. He was a very handsome mixed blood man, and his elite style was out of place in this sort of sports. The man politely introduced himself to Song Qinghuan, and immediately opened his mouth saying in Chinese: "Hello, I am Shen Yixin's fiancé."

"…" Shen Yi, who was standing beside him, had an extremely painful thought. However, he still nodded his head at Song Qinghuan: "Yes."

Song Qinghuan's gaze swept over Shen Yixin and Han Shuo's bodies. Her peach blossom eyes smiled and said: "Hello."

Next, Shen Yi thought of holding Song Qinghuan's hand with a cold expression. Her marriage with Han Shuo was decided when both of their parents were children.

Song Qinghuan suddenly felt that the two of them were rather interesting. One of them was a refrigeration machine. Her good friend, huh. He seemed cold and aloof, but he was actually very meticulous. He was the typical person with a sharp mouth and a rotten heart.

Thus, the dinner became a meal for four people.