"You're amazing!" He went back to the other side of the table, turned around, and said the same thing again.

"Alright! Let's keep teeing off!6:4!" I immediately responded, but didn't follow his words.

"Uh-huh!" He smiled and chirped twice, with a very happy expression on his face.

It can be seen that he is genuinely smiling, and he is by no means pretending to smile and laugh.

No need to guess, I also know that he is very comfortable when he hears the score, after all, he won a ball, chasing me a point, not too far from his victory!

He raised his hand to serve, and this time, he continued to not throw the ball high in the air, but still tossed the ball low.

I could feel his thoughts, because the low serve showed its power and he started to win, so he had to keep serving like that.

You can see how careful he is!

Looking at his serve, my mind was not on the ball at all, anyway, let him win.

Does it make sense for me to pay attention to the ball that comes in?

It's nothing more than that I'm going to make a show, pretend to put on a show, and confuse his eyes and consciousness.

Now, I have a new question, and he repeats that you are amazing!

In this sentence, it seems to contain another meaning, not to praise my observation, I can find the ball quickly, but it is like sarcasm, mocking me for teasing him!

So, his words can be understood so much, he said that I am powerful, referring to my powerful means of playing with him!

If he thinks like this, wouldn't I be a bad girl in his mind?

You must know that in the hearts of boys, after fixing girls as vicious types of guys, it is difficult for the relationship between men and women to be harmonious.

In each other's hearts, there will be a secret mustard.

In such a state of love, you can't find a trace of love.

As a result, the image and status of the girl's goddess will no longer exist, and the goddess is no longer a goddess!

You must know that the title of the goddess, the status of the goddess, comes from the worship and respect of boys.

They no longer worship and respect girls, and they lose the opportunity to be goddessed.

Therefore, smart girls can't implant bad and vicious images in the hearts of boys.

Based on this, I am very concerned about the words of Fenghua Gao Shicai, and I want to observe, whether he secretly hates me in his heart?

Just when I was thinking about it, Fenghua served high, and the ball flew straight over, touched the net cable, and bounced on the table, changing the trajectory a little.

I subconsciously went for it, and of course, my consciousness was clear that this ball could not be successfully received.

That is to say, I keep in mind that at the moment, you can only lose, not win.

However, I need to remember the number of balls, the number of wins in the limelight.

Of course, memorizing the score is the best way to remember, and as soon as he reaches 10 points, I will change my tactics.

Gone are the days of losing! When I started to win, I smashed hard, all the frustration was on the ball.

So, let the ball represent my emotions, and pour my brain on Feng Huagao's body.

In the face of his aptitude, when it comes to me, whether he has ulterior motives or subconsciously, I just need to fire, serve and hit his body.

In other words, I have secretly decided that when I hit the ball again, I will hit him in the body, let the ball hit him, and bring him deep stimulation.

What did it stimulate him? It was not a physical pain, and besides, a small ball would not exert much force when it hit his body!

I want to stimulate his face, the dignity of a boy, the arrogance of machismo, so that he obediently nests under my influence and respects me as a goddess.

I thought as I greeted the ball that was hit by Kazeka.

Naturally, the ball slid away, down my racket, and onto the ground on the side.

I didn't care about the ball, I didn't care about losing, I just cared about the score, I have to remember the score, I can't lose more than 10 goals.

So, I shouted, "6:5!"

"Huh!" There was laughter from the other side, no need to look, I know, Feng Huagao is smiling.

"Are you laughing at me?" I couldn't help but ask.

"No, no, I didn't laugh at you! How dare I laugh at you?" he hurriedly defended, looking anxious.

What a coward! I sneered at him.

"How dare I laugh at you?" he continued, and he could tell that he was very careful for fear of provoking me off.

You know, the current results are in his favor!

"You're still good! Immediately tie the score! Look at me, I lost two goals in a row!" I blinked and spoke, with a funny expression.

"Hehe! you let me!" He laughs.

"Nope!" I hurriedly said a negative sentence, I was really worried that he would see my trick.

"I must have conceded the ball!, otherwise how could I win?" said the stinky boy.

It seems that if I don't tell the truth, he will really go on and on.

"Do you want to play?" I said, in a tone of impatience.

"Okay! Let's keep playing, the score is 6:5!" He hurriedly surrendered, followed, and repeated the score.

I can tell you that the stinky boy cares about the score very much! Because of the win, he is very happy!

Looking at his smiling face, I really wanted to slap a ball on his mouth, so that he couldn't laugh out loud, so I had to cry!

"I'll come and pick up the ball!" He said again.

And, he moved his body quickly, and soon, the whole person rushed behind me and began to look for the ball, and as luck as he came, he found the ball.

"Oh! I've found the ball!" He stood up, stretched out his hand, showed me the ball, and hummed softly in his mouth.

I'm going! What's so nice about a ball? I can't help but curse him.

However, I still smiled, held my patience, pretended to be careful, looked at the ball, wanted to say something, but did not say it.

The point is, I don't want to talk at all, I just want to get through a few losses and get into my winning game.

"I'm serving!" He followed and walked over to one of his tables.

You can see that he is in a hurry to serve, and he can beat me with one ball, which gives him the confidence to win.

It turned out that I was so vulnerable, he must have thought in his heart.

I continued to put a charming smile on my face, just to paralyze his will and let him walk into my trap in a daze.

Hehe! Make you happy, wait a minute, let your eyes pop out! I secretly smacked him.

"Attention! I'm going to serve!" All I heard was him shouting.

I just nodded my head and smiled hard and I wanted to keep smiling until the moment I won.

So, he served again, and now the score is 6:5, and I am one goal ahead of him.

Then, the next time he hits, he'll surpass my score and really start winning!

The white ping-pong ball flew over, and the power seemed very strong, and he must have summoned more strength.

It seems that when his mood improves, his skills will also play at a super high level.

So, I wanted to try his strength, did it go beyond it?

However, when I received his ball, I couldn't use a little force, otherwise, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to catch the ball that bounced back.

Let the ball fly!, I thought to myself.

So, when I catch the ball, I shake my wrist and spin it to my side.

That is, I was going to fly this catch and get the ball to fly to the edge of the table, and I lost again.

It turns out that handicap can be so simple.

However, I can't let the ball fly very far, so I need to control the force on the racket and push it a little harder.

Eventually, let the ball land on my side, close to my body, so I can pick it up!

Therefore, I use a little bit of strength on my wrist, and according to the choice of my will, I use my mind to determine that the ball will land at a distance of about a meter behind me.

After doing this, the ball will touch my racket and it will fly obediently to the set target according to the existing force.

It's a very amazing thing, and it's really and really unfolding in front of me.

It can be seen that the significance of cultivating the goddess of cultivation is very great!