After the Australian Open,
Tezuka's tennis had been "abandoned" for a while.
For him, his family was naturally more important than tennis.
Although he loved tennis very much, it was not comparable to the two.
Among the things he liked,
Tennis was the most important.
But outside of this range, his family was the most important.
However, it was only a few days.
At the beginning of the new year (although it was already March,
But for Tezuka, who had been playing all this time, it was just the beginning).
He could only stay at home for a few days.
It was really wrong to let tennis disturb his time with his family.
And now, it was time for him to prepare for a new round of battle.
In mid-April, the ATP World Tour began. Tezuka Kunimitsu was bound to return to the stage that belonged to him.
It was already late March. Tezuka was ready to return to the club for training.
To adjust his condition.
To begin a new round of preparations.
The clay court of the French Open was notoriously difficult.
Rukawa Sakura was helping Tezuka organize his luggage.
"Sakura... that's not necessary..."
"..." Rukawa Sakura looked at the things in her hands.
She frowned and put them aside. Then, she picked up a new one and tried to stuff it into Tezuka's suitcase.
"This... that's not necessary either..."
"..." Rukawa Sakura turned her head and looked at Tezuka with a conflicted expression. She seemed to be dissatisfied.
Tezuka sighed helplessly, but he was happy in his heart.
Every woman who organized the luggage of a lover who was about to go on a trip was cute.
They always tried to stuff everything into the man's suitcase.
It was as if they wanted to fit the whole world in.
Maybe they didn't need these things, but they were always worried about this and that, afraid that it wouldn't be enough.
Such women were always cute because they were wholehearted, serious, and affectionate.
Tezuka finally had a taste of it.
Because Tezuka's mother... how should he put it?
Off line?
If Tezuka's mother helped to organize his luggage, it would only make it more messy.
Tezuka had always done it himself.
However, this task was now taken over by Rukawa Sakura — regardless of whether Tezuka agreed or not, this was necessary.
All objections were rejected!
Looking at the full box, Tezuka smiled.
It was probably filled with "love".
Wasn't that right?
Tezuka walked over and pulled Rukawa Sakura into his arms. "Don't bother, we have enough.
The club has everything you need. "
"I just can't help it …" Rukawa Sakura leaned against Tezuka's chest and pouted.
Tezuka stroked Rukawa Sakura's long hair and lifted her head with a smile. "Very cute."
Rukawa Sakura raised an eyebrow.
"Don't be busy.
It's going to be a long time before we meet again. Don't you intend to make good use of this time? "
"…" Rukawa Sakura tried to turn around. "I'd better go and pack my luggage."
Tezuka felt helpless.
He hugged her slender waist tightly and locked her in his arms.
"I'm sorry."
"Why are you saying 'sorry'?"
"I can't be by your side."
"I don't mind."
"But I mind."
"Then you should retire early …"
"I'm already thinking about it."
"Hey, I'm joking."
The helpless person became Rukawa Sakura.
This girl, she had not reached the peak and was already thinking about retiring — this was really enough!
If this continued, she would become a sinner for all eternity!
"I'm not joking, Sakura.
Isn't it normal to retire after you've played enough?
Wait for me for a few more years. "
"If you don't have any injuries and your condition is good, you can definitely play until you're in your thirties!"
"It's meaningless to play until I'm in my thirties."
"You're only 18!" Why did she think so far ahead!
She was too rational!
Even if she wanted to prepare for a rainy day, she shouldn't be like this!
"But I've already won the Golden Slam."
"…" There was no way to refute this.
"So, after playing for a few more years, when you feel that you've had enough, you can stop. Isn't that normal?"
"You really — don't 'know how to improve' …"
"It's enough." Was there a higher honor than the Golden Slam?
A second Golden Slam?
Or to break the record — more than 20 Grand Slam titles?
It was enough.
"Don't tell me … you've already thought about what you're going to do after you retire?" Rukawa Sakura's mouth twitched.
"Yes."
"…" Rukawa Sakura was speechless.
"What am I going to do?"
Tezuka looked at Rukawa Sakura and asked in a serious tone, "Aren't you going to support your family?"
After retiring … support his family?!
… It was indeed a legitimate and irrefutable job!
What a noble dream!
Only someone like Tezuka Guoguang would do something like this!
"What else can I do?" Tezuka asked.
"I want to say that our family isn't poor. This dream of yours, you can … put it aside …"
"Yes, our family." I already said it's our family.
Me and you.
I still have to support my family.
I just want to support you and see you happy.
She couldn't communicate with him … Rukawa Sakura turned her head.
Tezuka chuckled.
Rukawa Sakura reached out and pinched Iceberg's smiling face.
Tezuka lowered his head and bit Rukawa Sakura's lips.
It was warm and soft.
He gently licked her lips and occasionally sucked. It tasted wonderful.
Tezuka's eyes were smiling as he looked into Rukawa Sakura's eyes. His lips parted slightly as he whispered softly, "Close your eyes."
As if by instinct, she obeyed his command. Rukawa Sakura did as she was told without thinking.
Tezuka hugged Rukawa Sakura's waist and back and pulled her into his embrace. They were so compatible as if they were born together.
He took off his glasses and threw them aside. His face was closer to hers. Their breaths intertwined and their hot breaths stained each other's cheeks.
His tongue pried open her lips, trying to explore deeper secrets.
He wanted to get closer.
What he touched was her teeth that were not tightly guarded.
She was very cooperative.
His tongue went in and her teeth loosened.
They cooperated well.
The warm inner walls of her mouth.
He licked and kissed carefully, not letting go of a single inch. He wanted to explore all the treasures here.
It belonged to her, but it was also his.
Rukawa Sakura clung tightly to Tezuka. Her arms went around his waist and hugged his lean but strong body tightly.
There was a hint of confusion and infatuation.
But it made people willing to sink into it.
Tezuka's tongue intertwined with hers, savoring each other's taste.
Their breaths were scorching, making people forget the whole world.
Their intertwined tongues stirred up saliva and their breathing became difficult.
Their heavy breathing deepened the kiss.
The originally gentle tone became passionate and impassioned.
Tezuka sucked Rukawa Sakura's tongue and gradually became passionate. Then, he lost himself.
"Mmm …" She couldn't breathe.
Rukawa Sakura's face was red. She clung to Tezuka weakly.
From gentle to passionate. Icebergs also had their moments of passion.
Outside of tennis.
Sparkling liquid slowly slid down the corner of her lips.
"Mmm …" Rukawa Sakura wanted to let go. This guy, every time he started with gentleness and ended with passion.
He did it step by step and was not careless at all.
Tezuka's calloused hand clasped Rukawa Sakura and stroked her back.
Rukawa Sakura tried hard to breathe, but all she breathed in was scorching hot air. Tezuka's breath sprayed on her cheeks and ears, making her more sensitive.
She tried to use her tongue to make him stop. So, it became more intense.
Silver lines kept slipping down the corner of her lips.
Her body softened into a puddle, and she could only cling tightly to someone.
Suddenly, Beethoven's Moonlight Symphony rang out.
This abrupt sound brought both of them back to their senses. Tezuka chose to continue his entanglement with Rukawa Sakura. Rukawa Sakura, on the other hand, used her weak hands to softly pat Tezuka's back.
"Ah Guang …" Her voice was completely out of tune, but it could still be vaguely heard.
Tezuka's tongue slowly pulled out. With obvious dissatisfaction, he licked her lips and treated her rosy lips with tenderness.
The Moonlight Symphony played alone, but no one was there to appreciate it.
Hugging Rukawa Sakura to support her weight, Tezuka picked up the phone from the table with a cold expression.
"Hey, Tezuka Kunimitsu!
When are you going to return Sakura to me?
That's enough! "Atobe's dissatisfied voice came from the phone.
Atobe's resentment that came from America could be said to be heavy, and it crossed the entire Pacific Ocean.
But obviously, Tezuka's resentment was much greater than Atobe's!
No matter who it was who was disturbed by this kind of thing, they could not help but put on a cold face.
Furthermore, Tezuka Kunimitsu was an iceberg to begin with.
Therefore, Minister Iceberg's coldness reached its peak. It crossed the entire Pacific Ocean and caused Atobe, who was far away in New York, to shiver.
But Atobe was not a normal person; he was born to be king. Offending an iceberg was nothing to him.
"Since you're going to the competition, you won't be able to see Sakura. Leaving her there is a waste of resources!
Quickly send her back!
I need her urgently! "
Tezuka's face was cold.
Rukawa Sakura collapsed in Tezuka's embrace, gasping for air.
Tezuka hugged her tightly.
"Hey!
Say something!
Tezuka Kunimitsu! "
"She's not going back," Tezuka said coldly.
"Hmm!
You think she's not coming back just because you said so?
Tezuka, just focus on your competition. Sakura is under my protection, so don't even think about it. It won't be good if it affects your result, won't it? "
Atobe caressed the beautiful mole at the corner of his eye out of habit.
"Don't you know, Atobe?
Sakura has applied to be an exchange student at Eastern University. "Tezuka said that out of revenge.
"Huh?
What do you mean?
Hey!
When did that happen?
Tezuka! "
"School starts in April," Tezuka said coldly.
"Tezuka!
Make yourself clear!
What's going on!
Is it you?!
Is it you?! "Atobe roared.
Tezuka slowly hung up the phone.
"Tezuka Kunimitsu!" Atobe roared in one of Atobe's company offices in New York.
Instantly, the whole floor shook.
Tezuka tossed the phone back on the table.
Rukawa Sakura raised her head to look at Tezuka. "You … did this on purpose …"
One day, Tezuka Kunimitsu would be as evil as he was.
She originally wanted to glare at him, but her watery eyes didn't have any lethality.
Rukawa Sakura's fighting ability was now zero.
Tezuka stared at Rukawa Sakura's eyes and slowly moved down. Looking at her rosy lips, his eyes darkened.
"Let's do it again, Sakura."
"?" Rukawa Sakura was stunned.
Tezuka kissed her lips again.
"!" Tezuka Kunimitsu!
That's enough!
The author has something to say.
This wall is definitely going to collapse!!!
Meat scraps … probably …
I'm not good at this, so don't expect too much from me …