Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 712: 312. Karuizawa in August (7)3

Indeed, there was Mrs. Jiutiao's scheming—for the sake of making Jiutiao ijie and Kiyono Lin team up by any ans necessary.

The four changed into tennis outfits, donning tennis caps, their four pairs of sleek, long legs on the court were already a violation—it was easy to distract people.

"Let's go, Mr. Dubian." They waited for him outside the villa.

Dubian Che directly climbed out from the terrace, pinching the hem of Jiutiao ijie's skirt, and lifted it up for a look.

"Mhm." He let go, quite satisfied.

"Ah." The other three looked at him with indescribable expressions.

Their skirts were already long enough, almost reaching the knees, but safety shorts were essential no matter what.

"Does it look good?" Jiutiao ijie said, tugging at his ear.

"It looks good." Dubian Che nodded, "Safety shorts are simply the greatest invention in the world."

"So that's why." Mrs. Kiyono chuckled covering her mouth, "Aren't you going to check Lin, too?"

"Rest assured, I'm wearing them," Kiyono Lin said, covering her skirt and looking wary.

"..."

"Mr. Dubian, I also..."

"Mrs. Jiutiao, you're all set now."

"Knowing I'm a mother, why don't you take the initiative to help with my racket?" Mrs. Jiutiao changed her expression in a flash, adopting the posture she wore with her kimono, and reprimanded him in a faint voice filled with authority.

"iji." Dubian Che patted the small hand on his ear, signaling her to let go, he needed to get the rackets.

"Huh?"

"That, my mother is calling ."

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Jiutiao and Mrs. Kiyono burst into laughter.

Arriving at the tennis court surrounded by green trees, perhaps because it was early, there were only two girls playing.

Their movents looked quite professional, wearing incredibly short tennis skirts, but they also had safety shorts.

Dubian Che stood on the court and said arrogantly, "Which team will co first?"

Kiyono Lin sneered, took up her racket, and entered the court with an equally arrogant deanor.

Jiutiao ijie glanced at Kiyono Lin and followed onto the court.

"One point per ball, first to ten points wins!" Mrs. Kiyono acted as the referee.

Dubian Che served first.

He bounced the tennis ball on the ground, then tossed it into the air, and with a light swing, sent the ball over.

Kiyono Lin, standing in front, easily returned the ball at a tricky angle.

The landing spot was on the far left of the tennis court, and Dubian Che caught it precisely.

Just as Kiyono Lin was about to move, she heard footsteps from behind and stopped.

The sound of sports shoes treading on the grass, Jiutiao ijie leaped, striking the ball towards the far right of the court with a beautiful and forceful posture.

"Long live Lady iji!" While shouting, Dubian Che ran and returned the ball.

As soon as the words fell, Kiyono Lin sent over a steep drop shot that barely cleared the net.

"Not bad at all." Dubian Che moved nimbly, his form agile, he ran to the front of the net and effortlessly sent the ball back.

Jiutiao ijie swung powerfully again, the ball shooting like a bullet towards the back of the court.

"Long live Lady iji!" Dubian Che leapt up and skillfully returned the ball.

On the other side, Kiyono Lin made another difficult shot at an angle towards Dubian Che's left.

"Actually, I'm ambidextrous!" Dubian Che quickly switched rackets and hit the ball back.

Though it wasn't necessary, watching the two young ladies' gorgeous legs and their flying skirts, his spirits couldn't help but soar.

"This is just feeding the ball." The two ladies watched the back and forth ga that seed to be on track to continue until doomsday.

The angles of the two young ladies' shots were extrely tricky, as it was a doubles match, one shot striking to the far left, the next by the other player to the far right.

If it were anyone else, they might have coped for a while, but sooner or later they'd grow tired, their legs no longer able to keep up.

But Dubian Che caught each shot with ease, returning them at the most easily caught angles.

Back and forth went the ga, until Kiyono Lin couldn't take it anymore, she was so tired she planted her racket on the ground.

Jiutiao ijie often took Qi Blood dicine, but it was just for nourishing her body and not for exercise, so her stamina didn't increase much and soon she was running out of steam too.

Because of fatigue, she couldn't muster the energy to even go for an easy shot, and Dubian Che "comfortably" won the match.

"How much stamina does this guy have?" Kiyono Lin sat on the bench, complaining resentfully.

All over the court, Dubian Che was running and shouting non-stop things like "Long live Lady iji," "Good shot," and "Wow, sneaky Kiyono."

"You can't imagine how much, and it's not just about having good stamina," Jiutiao ijie took a sip of water, "Do you know why I couldn't get up this morning?"

Kiyono Lin gave her a cold look, and Jiutiao ijie cheerfully took another sip.

The two Mrs. took the court.

"Mr. Dubian, we won't let you rest."

"Don't say it's an undeserved victory."

"No problem, let's go."

Mrs. Kiyono served with style, exhibiting agility comparable to her daughter's.

Dubian Che swung his racket like a sword at the tennis ball.

"Bang!"

The ball smashed to the ground at Mrs. Kiyono's feet at an incredibly high speed before bouncing out of play.

"Hey, Mr. Dubian," Mrs. Kiyono reacted, "you weren't playing like this just now."

"World champions, of course, have different styles of play."

"That's just what I want." Mrs. Jiutiao gripped her racket with both hands, ready for the challenge, "That slow-paced ga before was boring to watch; let's have a real match."

Dubian Che served.

He tossed the ball as if to send it into the clouds; jumped as if about to take flight.

"Bang!"

The ball had already hit the wire fence behind the two Mrs.

"Hey, Mr. Dubian, you weren't playing like this before," Mrs. Jiutiao said.

Clearly, she had forgotten she'd just said she wanted a real match.

"Mrs., with , only they are special," Dubian Che said.

"Wow, they, that's pretty bold," Mrs. Kiyono spoke with girlish amusent while Mrs. Jiutiao sneakily served the ball.

Dubian Che stepped to the left with his left leg and swung his arm, returning it with a high-speed ball.

"One is my best friend, the other my girlfriend."

"Mr. Dubian, look here," Mrs. Jiutiao spun around elegantly, her skirt flying up.

Mrs. Kiyono seized the mont to serve the ball—it was actually Dubian Che's turn to serve.

"Who wants to see an auntie's safety shorts!" Dubian Che slamd the ball back.

Mrs. Jiutiao approached with a stern face, arms, and racket crossed.

"My mistake, my mistake, sorry! You're the youngest! The most beautiful!"

"Hey!" Mrs. Kiyono sneakily served again.

The ball whizzed through the air, hitting the ground with a crisp sound.

"Fantastic! 1:0!"

Mrs. Jiutiao, who was ready to fight just monts ago, was now happily high-fiving Mrs. Kiyono.

"Okay, a sneak attack, but what about the three points I scored?" Dubian Che yelled.

"That was just warm-up!"

"Referee!" Dubian Che shouted at the two young ladies.

"1:0," Jiutiao i said.

"I protest! The player has bribed the referee, and they're related by blood!"

"Protest denied, the decision stands."

"What about the never-lying Kiyono?"

Kiyono was looking at distant clouds, relieving the chest tightness from the intense exercise.