Playing Football

On the court.

The two teams are fiercely fighting for the ball, and their respective goalkeepers are ready.

After Nangong Xiaorui received the ball, he passed three people and shot with a flying kick. The ball flew into the goal with a "whoosh" sound and hit the goalkeeper's scalp.

Immediately, the applause and cheers of her brothers could be heard outside the court.

The maids and servants also clapped their hands excitedly and shouted in unison: "Good shot, Princess! Good shot, Princess!"

Not long after.

Nangong Xiaorui kicked up again and entered the door with one kick.

When everyone cheered again, she suddenly stopped and said angrily: "I won't play anymore! It's not fun, and you are all giving in to me. Brother Qi, you are the most boring, I won't play with you anymore!"

The slender young man smiled and said, "Xiao Rui, I didn't give in to you. You were too quick."

Nangong Xiaorui rolled her eyes at him, curled her lips and said: "Have you practiced martial arts in vain these past few years? You can't stop this speed?"

The young man said with an innocent face: "Father said you can't use internal force to play football. I really can't stop you."

"Anyway, playing with you is boring and not interesting at all!"

Nangong Xiaorui didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, walked outside the venue, took the towel handed over by the maid, and wiped the sweat on her forehead and neck, looking angry.

The other brothers came over quickly to persuade him.

At this time, Nangong Ke and Luo Qingzhou came over and said with a smile on his face: "Xiao Rui, who made you angry again? Tell your father that he will whip him."

Nangong Xiaorui drank some water and looked at him angrily. When she was about to speak, she suddenly found two strangers following him.

The woman is beautiful, the man is handsome, both of them are looking at her.

"It's you, father!"

Nangong Xiaorui snorted coldly.

Nangong Ke walked over quickly and said with a smile: "Why did my father make you angry again?"

Nangong Xiaorui said angrily: "When someone wants to play football, no one really wants to play with them. They all give in to others. Isn't that what you usually order? Do you look down on others so much? Humph!"

The little loli crossed her arms and turned away angrily, her little mouth pouting.

Nangong Ke quickly squatted down to apologize, and then said with a smile on his face: "Xiao Rui, father has brought you two new friends. This one is the beautiful sister of your thirteenth uncle's family, and the other one is amazing, he is

He is a great talent who is proficient in all kinds of poems and songs. This year’s imperial examination, the number one in Mocheng is Jie Yuan. If you usually study and practice calligraphy, if you don’t understand, you can ask him. Daddy has decided to hire him over for you in the future.

Do you think it’s okay to be a teacher?”

Nangong Xiaorui squinted her eyes, glanced at the scholar, and curled her lips and said: "If he wants to be my teacher, does he have the qualifications? He is so young, about the same age as Brother Seven, and a few years older than me. I don't believe it.

He is so powerful."

Then he added: "Unless he dares to go to the field with me and beat me in football! Then I can think about it."

Nangong Ke turned around and said: "Qingzhou, can you play football?"

Luo Qingzhou shook his head and was about to say "no" when Princess Nangong next to him suddenly patted his arm and said, "Xiao Rui, if you want to play football, can he and I accompany you?"

Nangong Xiaorui looked at her, her eyes brightened, and said: "Sister Meijiao, if you defeat me, I will consider letting him be my teacher."

Nangong Ke quickly said: "Xiaorui, your sister Meijiao came today because she has something to ask of you. What about you..."

Before he finished speaking, Nangong Xiaorui had already walked into the field and said, "If you win, everything will be easy to discuss. If you lose, there's no need to talk."

Nangongge stood up, shrugged at the two of them, and whispered helplessly: "Just play with her, and I will help you persuade her later."

Nangong Meijiao nodded, looked at Luo Qingzhou next to her and said, "Not at all?"

Luo Qingzhou whispered: "I haven't kicked him before."

Nangong Meijiao frowned, looked at the Cuju field, and suddenly said: "Then you can go guard the gate and just show off."

Luo Qingzhou could only say: "Okay."

Nangong Meijiao said: "I'm going to change my clothes, and you should go and change your clothes too. Wearing Confucian robes won't work."

Nangong Ke next to him said quickly: "Xiao Qi, take out your jersey and take Qing Zhou over to put it on."

"Yes, father."

Nangong Zhu, the seventh eldest, quickly agreed, walked over and said with a smile: "Qingzhou, let's go and change clothes with me."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Thank you very much, young prince."

The two walked to the house not far away. Nangong Zhu took out a set of black clothes from the storage ring and placed it next to him, saying: "The size should not be much different. Qingzhou, be careful guarding the door later."

, Don’t look at that little girl, her foot strength is not even strong enough for me, if you get hit by the ball, you will probably get a bruise and a swollen face.”

Luo Qingzhou thanked him again.

Nangong Zhu didn't say anything more, walked out and closed the door for him.

Luo Qingzhou quickly changed into black clothes, opened the door and walked out.

Nangong Zhu heard the commotion, turned around and glanced at him, and said in surprise: "It's just right. Qingzhou, you are a scholar. I thought you were handsome and graceful in Confucian robes, but I didn't expect that you would be equally handsome in this outfit."

, don’t have a certain temperament.”

Luo Qingzhou said modestly: "I can't compare with the young prince."

Nangong Zhu smiled and said: "Just call me A Zhu. You don't have to be so polite. By the way, what's your relationship with Meijiao? Are you her fiancé? Looking at you together, you are a talented and beautiful woman, and you look like a perfect match."

Just then, Nangong Meijiao had changed her clothes and came out of the room next to her when she heard these words.

Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "My relationship with Your Highness the Princess is not that kind of relationship, I am..."

"Are you coming yet? Why bother?"

At this time, Nangong Xiaorui's impatient voice suddenly came from the court.

Nangong Zhu said quickly: "Go quickly, don't make that girl angry."

Luo Qingzhou hurriedly walked towards the stadium, turned around to look for Princess Nangong, and found that she was following him silently, looking at him up and down.

Luo Qingzhou's heart suddenly jumped.

Wearing this smart outfit, she won't notice anything, right?

Although after entering the realm of martial arts, the muscles that were once bulging have returned to their original appearance, and the power is hidden in the Danhai and various acupoints, but the height has not changed much since wearing the mask. As for the temperament, I don’t know who

Did Sister Yue help him hide the breath-containing techniques she taught him?

"I didn't expect you to look good in this powerful outfit. At least you don't look as frail as you did in the Confucian robe."

Nangong Meijiao walked next to him and praised him lightly.

Luo Qingzhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Princess Princess, I'll be counting on you later."

Nangong Meijiao looked at the little lolita in red on the field and said calmly: "Don't worry, it's just a child. I only use half of my power."

Luo Qingzhou turned his head and glanced at her, suddenly feeling an unknown premonition in his heart.

Nangong Meijiao added: "Don't be afraid, just let her cum a few times later, lest she lose too much and become angry, and we won't be able to ask her to do things again."

Luo Qingzhou said nothing.

The two got on the court and went to the first team on the left.

Nangong Meijiao stepped forward and said: "Xiao Rui, he can't play football, but he can guard goal. Let him guard goal."

Hearing this, Nangong Xiaorui couldn't help but said with a smile: "Sister Meijiao, looking at his gentle appearance, I'm afraid he has never even touched the ball, right? If I kick the ball in his face later, you

Don’t blame me.”

Nangong Meijiao smiled and said, "Just kick it."

"good!"

Nangong Xiaorui threw the ball to her and said, "Sister Meijiao is a guest. I'll let you serve the first ball."

Nangong Meijiao took the ball, did not refuse, and glanced behind her.

Luo Qingzhou walked to the goal gate, and a young man who was originally guarding the goal whispered: "Be careful, the princess's feet are very strong, don't use your body or face to catch it."

Luo Qingzhou thanked him and stood in the middle of the goal.

There are nine people on each side, and they stand in teams.

"Okay, let's begin!"

Nangong Ke personally acted as the referee and ordered someone to light a stick of incense.

Nangong Meijiao threw the ball in the air. After the ball fell, her two slender and powerful legs suddenly bounced on the ground, jumped up, caught the ball and passed it to the right.

A teammate caught the ball and immediately ran forward.

Just as Nangong Meijiao was about to rush towards the opposite goal, a red shadow suddenly ran past the teammate, directly grabbed the ball and ran towards the goal where Luo Qingzhou was standing.

Nangong Meijiao hurriedly chased after him.

But it was too late.
To be continued...