"What are you stunned about?" I said softly.

"Oh!" He woke up, and his whole body was full of joy, which appeared on his face, and he couldn't hide his joy!

"Hehe, are you happy?" I asked.

"Uh-huh! It's a pleasure to play with you!" He really knows how to speak, and he immediately slips away.

I cursed, and his words seemed to me to be extremely hypocritical.

Will he really like me? I wonder deeply, I'm afraid it's his love factor that is fermenting!

That is to say, he misses my body, my beautiful skin, my handsome face, and just wants to have them, hug and kiss them, endlessly.

Will he like me?

However, in reality, there seems to be no answer to such a question.

The question is, does my face, my skin, my whole body, belong to me?

It's funny, and it's like, I'm asking myself, am I me?

Therefore, if you like my face, your skin, and your person, you just like me.

As for that, I'm a little entangled in such a topic, I'm a goddess, and the standards for myself and others are too high!

So, not any boy is going to be my boyfriend.

I am a goddess and have the right to choose elimination.

It can be seen that after a girl becomes a goddess, she can decide any link in her love career.

I didn't want to discourage Feng Hua Gao's first love, so I smiled and responded to him: "I'm very happy to see you!"

"Really?" he asked.

You can hear how much he wishes, and I care about him.

It can be seen that in his mind, I have achieved the performance of the goddess, and he has been fascinated by me.

However, I don't want the love I bring to him to affect his studies.

You know, we're just in our second year of college!

He delayed his studies and could not graduate successfully, and his life was overshadowed.

The love between us will also disappear.

So, he can like me, he can fall in love with me, but he can't get into graduate school, so let's say goodbye.

Therefore, the goddess is so domineering and free.

If you don't understand the mind of the goddess, it is difficult for a boy to find the goddess!

"Kick off! Time is running out! We have to hurry up and play! With a score of 5:2, I am three points ahead, I hope you can catch up!" I pretended to encourage him.

"Hehe! It's really hard to catch up with you! It's as difficult as climbing to the sky!" He smiled, a look of helplessness.

I believe that his feelings, like his words, are really lamenting, and it is difficult to pursue me.

Of course, I'm not talking about the score of the game, but about the topic of love.

He already felt that it would be difficult to catch up with me.

When I heard him talk like this, I understood that he was talking about love, stinky boy, and he was still thinking of me.

In this way, his mind is not on playing at all, and winning and losing have lost their meaning to him!

However, I wanted to play and didn't want to miss the opportunity to play such a sport.

The key is that I can show my ability in front of Fenghuagao and let him know that the goddess not only has a look and figure, but also a first-class sports level of the goddess!

So, I made a posture of catching the ball, squatting, and a little movement.

I can't make too much of a big deal and deal with his serve, and I deal with it so much, it seems that I'm not as good as him!

Supposedly, I don't have to bend over and make a half-squat posture, I just need to stand up straight and lean against the edge of the table.

Even, my hand holding the racket, pretending to be leisurely and lazy, casually hanging to the side, looking careless.

Such a state absolutely stimulates the dignity of a high-profile boy, how I don't care about his ball skills! I just look down on him, thinking about it like this, will he be mad?

When I thought of this, I couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hehe!

My laughter, because of excitement, shows a different rhythm, it's really funny!

Of course, I smiled so much that it attracted his attention, and he was about to serve!

I'll go! I'll make trouble for myself!

"What are you laughing at?" he asked softly, a slick smile on his face.

I could see that he wanted to share my happy emotions, or rather, he and I were laughing happily.

If he wants to get away with me, he needs to take every opportunity.

What a love boy who is empty!

What will a girl feel when she encounters this situation? Like it? Or don't you like it?

I can't respond directly to his words, or I'll fall into his language trap.

Because, Fenghuagao's mind is not about playing, he just wants to talk to me, get close to me, and discuss the topic of love.

Even if he simply smiled, he was willing to laugh with me, he was really a boy in love, so I couldn't help it.

So, I looked a little serious and said in a deep tone: "Hurry up and serve, that's the point!"

After speaking, I raised the racket in my hand and tried my best to express my desire to play.

"Okay! When it was his turn, he had no choice but to nod his head in response, and even, on his face, he had to cooperate with a lot of smiles.

What a master of shoe! I looked at his expression and sighed in my heart.

Many boys, in order to pursue girls hard, do put a lot of thought and patience, I have to admire, they are born with the fate of love!

Then, Fenghuagao began to serve, and now, he didn't have to throw the ball in the air, the enthusiasm for playing faded, and the heat of love rose.

Therefore, Feng Huagao looked absent-minded, and it seemed that winning or losing the game had nothing to do with his grudges!

I'm going! How can I be my sparring partner if I have no energy? I secretly scolded him.

However, I'm in a lot of fun, and if I don't finish this game, I won't be able to eat well tonight when I have a supper.

So, I endured the uncomfortable emotions and played the game with my heart.

He served lightly, but the ball bounced off the table with strength and still showed power when it came to my side.

Because, the ball speed is relatively fast, and I can't see that there is a murderous intention hidden in the lazy appearance of Fenghuagao.

I didn't dare to take it lightly, and I was busy with a little effort in my hands, for fear that I wouldn't be able to catch the ball.

However, with my skills, I was able to catch his serve with ease.

So, I received his ball smoothly, and then, with my wrist turning to exert force, spinning the ball, aiming it at his right hand, holding the racket, and pumping it hard.

I'm going to win, and, I'm going to win, I'm going to win, I'm going to be in a very crisp state, and I'm going to hit Okta!

Now, I don't have to care, Feng Huagao will win or lose, he doesn't care about the score anymore, I don't want to concede the ball!

Even, I kind of regretted it, and transferred the right to serve him.

Otherwise, it only takes a single stroke to beat him when we hit the ball between us.

In other words, relying on the serve, I only need one blow and the amount of a ball to beat him, and originally, he can't catch my serve.

However, when he serves, the situation will be different, and he can hit a ball.

That is, once he sends the ball, he can't touch the ball, but he has a chance to hit the ball.

According to my thoughts, don't give him a chance to hit the ball.

I'm so domineering, because I'm a goddess.

However, by receiving his first ball, I realized that something was wrong!

The ball is full of power, and it is a little faster than the ball speed in front of it.

It shows that he secretly exerted the strength of his whole body.

In this way, he still cares about playing! That is, he cares about the score!