Whenever he thinks about it, King T becomes crazy with jealousy.

"presumptuous!"

At this moment, Luo Junheng was not in front of him, so King T transferred all his anger to Song Fan, shouted angrily, and wanted to get down to the ground to slap him, but for some reason he had no strength at all, and his feet were soft, and he couldn't stand up when he got up.

He fell to the floor in a controlled manner.

He was hanging by the bed in such a state of embarrassment, but no one came to help him.

The guards and maids in the dormitory were gone. Song Fan still stood there and watched, casually throwing the pillow on the bed.

Then he clapped his hands gently.

"Come here..." King T tried to struggle to get up, but he didn't have any strength. It was as if someone had strangled his throat and he couldn't speak.

A pair of black military boots approached him step by step. King T could not raise his head and could only reach out to grab his trouser legs.

"Song, help, help the orphan up."

"No."

Song Fan looked coldly at the person at his feet, his voice was so calm that there was no trace of emotion, "I, by order of His Highness the Seventh Highness, respectfully invite King T... to have a funeral."

*

"King T is dead."

Yan Xi learned the news from Yan Yuan before he went on stage.

Her face was calm and there was no sign of any disturbance, "I know."

"His Royal Highness Seventh is the new king. He is a simple and kind-hearted child. It is great that he leads the country of T."

Yan Yuan looked at Yan Xi and admired how his sister could make a child with an intellectual disability look so beautiful.

"Okay." He smiled lightly, "I hope it won't affect your mood."

Yan Xi smiled slightly.

Before she could speak, Luo Junheng came over and gave Yan Yuan a dissatisfied look, "Then tell your sister at this time."

Yan Yuan said innocently: "Isn't this just to give her a little more motivation?"

"The motivation is there."

It was almost time to go on stage. Yan Xi put on the wristband. Luo Junheng came over and put another one on her, "Relax and just perform steadily."

Yan Xi raised his head and looked at him, suddenly feeling that his motivation was not enough and he needed some other fuel.

"You avoid it," she said to Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan said "Oh" and turned around obediently.

The moment he turned around, Yan Xi stood up on tiptoes and kissed Luo Junheng's lips.

Luo Junheng's heart trembled, he smiled silently in his heart, and responded positively, whatever the lady wanted, he would give it to her.

White and purple are the most common colors on the W network, and there is a white limit.

Athletes must wear all white clothing.

The moment Yan Xi appeared on the stage wearing a white sportswear, the camera zoomed in on her, causing the entire audience to fall silent.

Many years later, people still talk about this Open with great enthusiasm. No one can forget that face that shocked the world.

What’s more, I can’t forget that fierce match that shocked the world and was recorded in the history of tennis.
Chapter completed!