Willing to wait for you

  "Alright, it's settled then." Huàn Péi Jìng replied now.

  With a look of determination, she ran to receive the ball again. Just as Mo Junyu and others thought that Xi Bai Mei and Lin Qiao Fei had guessed wrong, they saw Huan Pei Jing's racket brush against the ball.

  The ball hit the ground with a "slap" and bounced out.

  Huan Pei Jing stared at the ball that hadn't been received, and in a fit of anger, she stamped her foot and picked it up to go practice.

  Xia Hua Rong smiled complacently as she gazed at Huan Pei Jing, never once thinking that if Huan Pei Jing really couldn't play tennis, how could she possibly return so many of her shots. Coincidence? Nor did she think about how easy it was to encounter such coincidences in this world.

  "The warm-up is done, you'd better be serious, I hope you can be my opponent." Huan Pei Jing grasped the tennis ball that bounced upwards and smiled at Xia Hua Rong.

  Xia Hua Rong saw that in Huan Pei Jing's eyes, a thread of seriousness appeared, and her heart couldn't help but be shocked. However, thinking back to when she first started playing, she was also like this, her heart couldn't help but calm down.

  Huan Pei Jing threw the ball up with the same posture as the first one, but this ball was more in her hand than the first one.

  The ball flew out with a "slap".

  Xia Hua Rong was shocked, the ball speed is so fast, but this can't bring me down. She swung her racket and hit the ball back. Seeing Huan Pei Jing with a naive smile waiting at the place where the ball would fall. Her heart skipped another beat, is it coincidence? When Huan Pei Jing easily hit the ball back for the second time, Xia Hua Rong finally realized she had fallen into Huan Pei Jing's trap.

  "You're fooling me." Xia Hua Rong angrily swung her racket and hit the ball back, staring at Huan Pei Jing.

  "Hey, don't get angry, or you won't be able to beat me. Your teacher must have told you that during a match, you need to keep your cool." Huan Pei Jing lightly hit the ball back.

  After being reminded by Jing, Xia Hua Rong immediately suppressed his anger and took it seriously.

  "How many balls?" Lin Qiaofei asked.

  "Three balls." Yuki answered.

  Mo Junyu and Xiang Zhuxiu were talking, but Dugu Ying was lost in thought, unsure of what they were saying.

  Huan Pei Jing hit the ball back and said: "Oh dear, I'm done playing, I've started sweating, we should end this quickly."

  Xia Hua Rong heard Huan Pei Jing's words and regained her spirit, just now those few balls she could see that Huan Pei Jing was much stronger than herself, only...

  As Xizhen Bai Mei said, in the next third ball, Xia Hua Rong did not catch it, and Huan Pei Jing made that ball fly past Xia Hua Rong's face in a very evil way.

  Xia Hua Rong stared blankly at the tennis ball that had rolled back to her feet, lying quietly on the ground. How...how was this possible? She had actually lost, and lost so badly. She...she was even more formidable than Wu Laoshi, how could this be?

  Huan Pei Jing saw Xia Hua Rong staring blankly at the tennis ball, her eyes rolled back in a daze, had she been shocked silly?

  "You lost, come back to your senses and finish what you need to do before you act foolishly again." Huan Pei Jing waved her racket at Xia Huarong.

  "My goodness, did she win? Who is she? How amazing!" The quiet scene was suddenly enlivened by Huan Pei Jing's words.

  "Idol, you're too powerful! You defeated Xia Huarong so easily."

  "Really? Really?......"

  "After school today, I watched a play and don't know if Xia Hua Rong will keep her promise."

  "Yes, it would be better if she could follow."

  Mo Junyu, Xiang Zhuxiu and Dugu Ying also came to their senses due to Huan Peijing's words, and finally understood what Lin Qiaofei and Xi Bai Mei had just said. Hearing the conversations around them, they prayed in their hearts that Huan Peijing would not force Xia Huarong to make a move, or else her feud with Xia Huarong would really be settled. However, Huan Peijing's words just now were also heard by them, and this could only be hoped that she would suddenly give up on this idea.

  Xia Hua Rong heard Huan Pei Jing's words, raised her head to look at her and was stunned again. It seems she still hasn't recovered from the shock. But Huan Pei Jing didn't care about her now, all she wanted was to find a cool place to relax.

  "Hey, you're not going to welch on your bet, are you?" Fang Pei Jing's voice was tinged with disdain.

  "Hmph, I, Xia Hua Rong, would rather lose a bet than welch on it." Xia Hua Rong's words were laced with disdain, and she couldn't help but let out a burst of anger.

  "Alright then, hurry up and finish what you need to do. I don't want to stay here sunbathing with you." Huan Pei Jing smiled.

  Xia Hua Rong gritted her teeth as she gazed at the innocent smiling face of Huan Pei Jing, now she finally knew that Huan Pei Jing was a wolf in sheep's clothing, but it was too late. Taking a deep breath to suppress the anger in her heart, she got down on both knees and quickly kowtowed three times before standing up again.

  Huan Peijing saw Xia Huarong kneel down and immediately gave way to the side, waiting for her to lift her head again before standing up. Looking at Xia Huarong's face, which was alternately pale and red, she smiled unchanged: "I hope you don't forget that bet."

  "Don't worry, it won't happen." Xia Hua Rong said with gritted teeth and then left.