"It's a little bit incredible. ”

"What's incredible?" picked up a small ball of disinfectant cotton and gently stuffed it between Yuki Nakama's index finger and middle finger, Ye Zhao didn't look up at her, he put the small brush back into the nail polish bottle with a focused expression, and after pulling it out, the brush head scraped a little against the mouth of the bottle, and pinched her right index finger with her left hand, and evenly spread the nail polish on the surface of the nail.

"That's it, I didn't expect Brother Ye Zhao to even be so handsy on such things as applying nail polish. ”

"Really?"

Although Ye Zhao's attention was all on her fingernails and she didn't look up at all, Yuki Nakama still nodded before replying, "Yes." ”

"Thanks for the compliment. It wasn't until he finished painting this nail steadily that Ye Zhao exhaled lightly, put the small brush back into the nail polish bottle, reached out and snorted the top of her head, and said jokingly: "Being said by you, it feels like if the singer's work can't continue in the future, it's not bad to run to open a nail salon." ”

If Yuki Nakama is proficient in Chinese, hearing him say this, he will definitely think of a sentence: If you say that you are fat, you will give you two or two colors, you will open a dye shop to give you some sunshine, and you will dry the quilt.

However, since she is not proficient in Chinese, at this time, she can only smile politely and pour some cold water on him: "...... At that level, it shouldn't be okay, right?"

“…… Also," Ye Zhao nodded very approvingly, "In terms of the knowledge of nail art, even if it is just talk on paper, it is enough to feed a hundred nail art book writers." It seems that if I want to be the owner of a nail salon, in addition to joining a nail salon, the most realistic way is to make money as a singer, and then invest in a nail salon as a shopkeeper. ”

Speaking of which, he didn't forget to tease her a little, "When the time comes, if you go to patronize, the whole process will be free." ”

"That's pretty good," Yukie Nakama looked at him with unconcealed admiration and satisfaction in his eyes, "but I still prefer it like it is now." ”

I don't know if when the girl grows up, she will not be able to say such a thing, and whether she will be like now, just because the person she likes will be satisfied with doing something for her, but growing up is a very distant thing after all, for Ye Zhao, it is definitely his luck to be able to meet her at her most innocent age.

However, he never thought to protect this innocence from being immersed in the complex world that belongs to adults. That seems to be protecting, but in fact it is nothing more than self-righteous selfishness and disrespect for her.

As for why he is so good at applying nail polish as a big man, Yukie Nakama was a little surprised, but he didn't have that very strange reaction.

Anyway, Japan is a makeup country, whether it is a man or a woman, or a male sister, it is normal to put on makeup, trim your eyebrows, wear nail polish or something. Although Ye Zhao doesn't wear makeup or nail polish now, it doesn't mean that he hasn't done it before...... He hadn't really done that.

It's just that the emotional experience in the previous life is not a blank slate, and it is normal to have such small skills to enhance feelings.

Although it is more appropriate to wear darker nail polish in winter, Yukie Nakama is still a student, and the overly ostentatious color still doesn't work in the school's strict sunrise girls' school, so the final painting is a very low-key light pink similar to cherry blossoms.

"Anyway, this color is only suitable for girls to put on. After applying the last layer of bright oil, Ye Zhao put the small brush back into the nail polish bottle, tightened the cap, stretched his stiff old waist, looked at his "masterpiece", and sighed.

"Thank you, Brother Ye Zhao. Yukie Nakama spread her finger in front of her eyes and admired it with satisfaction.

Recycled the disinfectant cotton used just now into the trash, Ye Zhao bargained with her with a smile, "It's too insincere to just verbally thank you, please give me a more practical reward." ”

"The actual reward?" Nakama Yukie tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Then, Brother Ye Zhao closes his eyes first, is it okay?"

"Of course~" Ye Zhao closed his eyes very cooperatively, feeling the sound of breathing getting closer and closer to him. I thought that in the next second, a soft touch would be imprinted on his lips, but the reality is always cruel.

"Boom!" a non-trivial headbutt slammed into him.

"Oops!" Ye Zhao opened his eyes, covered his forehead, and looked confused, "...... Is this really a reward and not a punishment?"

"I'm sorry," Yuki Nakama smiled, looking very embarrassed, "However, seeing Brother Ye Zhao sitting there with his eyes closed so obediently, I couldn't help but want to play a prank a little." ”

Speaking of this, she approached Ye Zhao again, and Ye Zhao deliberately dodged back, pretending to be apprehensive. Perhaps because of her own fault, she rarely took the initiative to get close to him and hooked her arms around his neck.

"First of all," she looked at him with the eyes of a little girl, "it's the reward given to Brother Ye Zhao just now." The words didn't seem to dissipate in her ears, she had already taken the initiative to offer her lips, and the soft touch that Ye Zhao was expecting was a little late, but she still felt it as she wished.

After the slightly long kiss ended, Yuki Nakama looked at him with a delicate pink on his face, his breathing was slightly chaotic, and his long hair was also rubbed up inadvertently, and that look fell into Ye Zhao's eyes, as if he felt that somewhere in his body was ignited, he turned into an attack, bullied forward, and stared into her eyes, "And then?"

Then ......" Perhaps sensing the sudden change in the aura of his body, Yuki Nakama's eyes shrank for a moment, and instinctively wanted to retreat a little, but his body was slightly clamped by him.

Sensing her fear, Ye Zhao restrained a little, continued to step forward with a soft but firm expression, stretched out his fingers, gently brushed away a few strands of hair that ran to her forehead, gently pressed her forehead against her forehead, rubbed back and forth, and with this momentum, slowly pressed her down on the sofa, as if she was chanting some incantation, and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." ”

After that, he gently kissed the girl's eyelashes, which were trembling slightly.

The atmosphere was just right, and everything was about to fall into place, when suddenly, the phone in Yukie Nakama's apartment rang. The voice was menacing, rushing into the ears of the two of them in waves after waves. Yuki Nakama nudged him weakly.

There was no way, no matter how bad the atmosphere was on the phone, Ye Zhao could only let go of her, let her get up from the sofa, and took some soft steps to answer the phone. 2k reading web