Chapter 7: A Match?

Jiang Yinling is really good at cooking, the table is full of all kinds of dishes, full of dazzling, people who don't know, think that a chef has been hired.

When Jiang Yinling brought the last dish to the table, Jiang Fengyan had already opened his mouth wide and was speechless in surprise.

"Sister Yinling, are you so good at cooking?"

After Jiang Yinling finished washing her hands, she walked out of the kitchen and took off her purple cross-checked apron with a smile.

"Of course, I usually cook at home, I'm very confident, you can try it."

Jiang Fengyan picked up the chopsticks and grabbed a piece of meat, and after chewing it in his mouth for a while, it was so delicious that he couldn't help but shed tears of happiness.

"It's delicious."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Fengyan noticed the chili powder next to Jiang Yinling, and asked curiously, "Do you like to eat chili peppers very much?" ”

Jiang Yinling pouted and said, "Uh-huh." ”

As she spoke, Jiang Fengyan saw Jiang Yinling in her own porcelain bowl, pouring most of the chili powder into it, and dyeing the big white rice red.

After that, the dishes she picked up were also stirred in the chili powder for a while before being put into the ruddy little mouth.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Fengyan swallowed his saliva and asked, "Isn't it spicy?" ”

Jiang Yinling chewed the food in her mouth, shook her head, and said vaguely: "It's not spicy at all, it's very fragrant." ”

Looking at her appearance, her face was happy, as if it was super delicious, and Jiang Fengyan also had an urge to try it.

So, Jiang Feng studied Jiang Yinling's appearance, stirred the sandwiched vegetables in chili powder, and then put them in his mouth.

When you bite it, it instantly feels like you have swallowed flames in your mouth.

Jiang Fengyan started from his neck, as if he had been painted, and quickly turned red, all the way to his face.

His forehead was drenched in sweat, Jiang Fengyan blushed, jumped up, and rushed directly into the kitchen.

Twist the faucet open and start rinsing his mouth with the ice water.

After a long time, Jiang Fengyan wiped the sweat off his body with a damp cloth, blushed, kept inhaling cold air, hissed out of the kitchen, and sat on the sofa with some prostration.

"Are you alright? Fengyan. ”

Jiang Fengyan glanced at Jiang Yinling with some fear, shook his head and said, "It's okay, you didn't kill me." ”

Jiang Yinling tilted her head, blinked her big eyes and looked at Jiang Fengyan in confusion, and said in confusion: "I think it's okay, it's not so spicy." ”

Seeing Jiang Yinling put the dish in the chili powder again and stirred it, put it in her mouth, chewed it slowly, and looked happy, which made Jiang Fengyan shudder involuntarily, thinking that this was really terrible.

Finally, after the two finished eating, Jiang Yinling prepared to wash the dishes.

Jiang Fengyan hurriedly walked over and said with a smile: "Leave the dishes to me, after all, I can't do nothing." ”

Jiang Yinling glanced at Jiang Fengyan and did not refuse, but nodded with a smile.

Jiang Fengyan was washing dishes in the kitchen, Jiang Yinling was watching TV, and from time to time she moved her eyes to Jiang Fengyan who was washing dishes in the kitchen.

"It feels like Fengyan has changed back to his original form, although I don't know what happened, but it's great to be able to do this."

Eight years ago, their relationship was very good.

Although they haven't talked to each other much in the past eight years, Jiang Yinling has been paying attention to him silently.

"Well, now, he seems to have been freed from the shadow of that incident."

Jiang Yinling was very happy when she thought of this. And swore in my heart that I must try to show my gentle side in the future, and I can't remind him of me with brute strength.

Jiang Fengyan was washing the dishes, and he was still happy in his heart.

I didn't expect that in this world, I actually have a childhood sweetheart, and I am still such a beautiful and gentle glasses girl, although the strength is a little bigger, although the taste is a little heavier, but this is not a problem.

"In the future, in front of her, I will try to be gentle and kind, and I will never let him see my bad side."

Thinking so in my heart, after a while, the dishes and chopsticks were cleaned.

Jiang Fengyan returned to the living room, and then sat next to Jiang Yinling, and the two of them watched TV and chatted by the way.

The two sat very close, Jiang Fengyan could smell the body fragrance on her body, and secretly glanced at Jiang Yinling from time to time, he felt that this glasses lady was really in good shape.

It would be nice if you wore a little less, Jiang Fengyan felt that this was the only shortcoming.

Just when Jiang Fengyan was thinking wildly, Jiang Yinling suddenly turned to look at Jiang Fengyan and said with a smile: "How about we go out for a walk?" ”

Jiang Fengyan agreed without thinking about it: "Okay." ”

The two left the room and went downstairs to the neighborhood and walked through the streets of the neighborhood.

"This community is still the same as before, there are a lot of children."

Jiang Yinling said, reaching out and holding Jiang Fengyan's arm.

This action made Jiang Fengyan's heart start to flutter and jump faster.

Because, his arm was tightly attached to Jiang Yinling's chest, which felt soft and comfortable.

Jiang Fengyan nodded comfortably and said, "Yes." ”

"By the way, Yinling, I seem to have heard that you gave up college, why?"

Jiang Fengyan said suddenly, it was also because of this memory that he remembered it in his mind at this time.

"I've got a job."

Jiang Yinling winked playfully.

"So powerful, what kind of work?"

Jiang Fengyan asked curiously, a little scared in his heart, could it be that kind of work.

But then, Jiang Fengyan scolded himself fiercely in his heart, where do you want to go!

"The secret, you'll know later."

Jiang Yinling said, pointing to the distance and said, "Let's go over there." ”

Jiang Fengyan nodded, but he was thinking in his heart, what is this glasses lady doing?

Soon after, they came to the park of the complex, in this park, there was a tennis court.

On the tennis court, two people were playing a tennis match, and more than a dozen people were watching the game.

"There's someone playing tennis over there, let's go check it out."

Jiang Fengyan proposed.

Jiang Yinling was taken aback and asked, "Do you want to watch a tennis match?" ”

"What's wrong?"

As soon as Jiang Fengyan spoke, he regretted it a little, obviously Jiang Fengyan here is very jealous of tennis, why is he showing that he is very interested in tennis now, doesn't this make Jiang Yinling suspicious?

But unexpectedly, Jiang Yinling not only did not doubt it, but was even more moved and almost cried.

"Fengyan, you've really come out of that shadow, that's great."

Saying that, Jiang Yinling hugged Jiang Fengyan in her arms, Jiang Fengyan's face was pressed to her chest, making him almost out of breath and trying to struggle, but because of her strength, it didn't work at all.

Just when Jiang Fengyan was about to suffocate, Jiang Yinling let go of her hand and took Jiang Fengyan's hand and ran towards the tennis court.

"Let's go to the tennis game."

was pulled down by Jiang Yinling on the side of the tennis court, and the people around the game instantly looked over, and after seeing this proud glasses girl, they couldn't take their eyes off it.

At the same time, they whispered among themselves.

"Look, left, left, left."

"There are beautiful women, peerless beauties!"

"Wow, really, but people seem to have a master."

As he spoke, these boys all moved their hostile and jealous gazes to Jiang Fengyan's body.

Noticing the jealous appearance of these boys, Jiang Fengyan felt a sense of pride and superiority in his heart, and instantly felt that he was a lot taller.

But it was only for a moment, and after that, he moved his eyes to the arena.

On the court, the two teenagers who were playing the tennis match looked about the same age as Jiang Fengyan, and they should also be high school students.

One of them was wearing a white sweatshirt, knee-length shorts, his hair was not long, but it was neat, and it was square, looking square, like a square, he held a tennis racket in his right hand, and he kept receiving the ball from the baseline, which belonged to the players who were biased towards the baseline defense and counterattack.

The other is wearing a red T-shirt, a peaked cap, and a racket in his right hand, he looks a little thinner, but he is more flexible, likes to hit the net quickly in the midfield, and has some rich offensive means.

The level of these two people is similar, comparable, in Jiang Fengyan's opinion, the strength is in the middle and lower class, of course, Jiang Fengyan also counts those professional players together, so their strength is not weak.

"The two of them are pretty good, do you know each other?"

Jiang Fengyan asked those onlookers with a smile, those people looked at Jiang Fengyan with indifferent expressions, and after cutting off, they ignored him at all.

Jiang Fengyan's eyelids twitched, and his attitude towards them was very unhappy, but because Jiang Yinling was by his side, he was not angry, so he had to smile, gritted his teeth and moved his gaze to the arena again.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yinling knew that Jiang Fengyan's face was a little unbearable, so she quietly approached Jiang Fengyan and said in his ear: "The boy in the T-shirt is called Zhou Huashang, and the one in the white short-sleeved shirt is called Yang Kerui, they are all official members of the Xinle University Tennis Club." ”

Jiang Fengyan turned his head, looked at Jiang Yinling and asked puzzledly, "How do you know about them?" ”

Jiang Yinling smiled: "Because this is my job." ”

"Work?"

"That's right, my job is to be the head coach of the men's tennis club and the women's tennis club of Xinle High School."

"What, you are the head coach of the tennis department hired by Xinle University?"

Jiang Fengyan was really taken aback, although in his memory, Jiang Yinling was indeed a tennis genius, but he didn't expect that Jiang Yinling would become the head coach of the tennis club of Xinle High School!

Jiang Yinling smiled and squinted her eyes and nodded.

After glancing at Jiang Yinling, Jiang Fengyan smiled obscenely and said, "Since this is the case, I want to enter the men's tennis club and go through the back door." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Yinling's expression became rarely serious, and she said very seriously: "No, you must participate in the knockout tournament of the tennis club." ”

"Knockout?"

"That's right, the second weekend of every new semester is the day when the knockout tournament begins, and I'll just sign you up then, but you still have to participate in the competition, after all, it's been eight years, and I don't know your current strength."

Jiang Fengyan did not feel the slightest loss after hearing this, after all, with his own strength, he didn't need to go through the back door at all, because Jiang Fengyan was still very confident in tennis.

"In that case, should we have a game?"

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