"Master Tezuka. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "When the maid of the house saw Tezuka returning, he bowed respectfully. When he saw Fuji and Sakuraichi, he was slightly stunned, but he didn't say anything, just said: "Madam said, young master, she took your tennis racket to repair, so you don't have to look around." ”

"Ah, thank you." Tezuka nodded slightly.

"Does the young master need snacks and tea?" The servant opened his mouth and said, although these things should be done on their own initiative without instructing their subordinates, but their young master is a calm person who prefers to do it himself.

"No need."

Sure enough, the answer was the same again, so the servant nodded and retreated.

"Now, the Tezuka family really hasn't changed at all." Fuji smiled lightly and spoke, but he didn't expect Tezuka's answer, and the three of them went to the entrance together to change their shoes and walked into Tezuka's study.

The study is small, with large bookcases on both sides, which occupy almost half of the entire room, and in the center, there is a rectangular wooden low table, which can be seen at a glance by the cherry blossoms, which are made of Chinese sandalwood, which is very valuable and historical.

Putting the tennis bag away, Sakuraichi sat down at the table by herself, watching Fuji and Tezuka search the shelves for basic books on painting. Narrowing her eyelids, she wondered a little, why did she have to learn to draw? In her opinion, painting is just a waste of time, and it is better to practice more when she spends her time on painting.

Thinking like this, Sakuraichi felt a little bored, holding her chin in one hand, propping her elbow on the table, her face still with that indifferent expression, turning her head to look at the tennis bag placed by the wall, her and Fuji leaning together, under the refraction of light, faint shadows quietly fell on the wall, completely blurring the faint dividing line.

Flicking his eyelids, Sakuraichi withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Fuji, his gaze moving with his movements. The sunlight shining through the window fell on his body, warming some of his hard lines, and the whole person looked softer and softer.

The jet-black silhouette spread out on the ground, and the chestnut hair always flicked slightly as he walked, accompanied by a faint scent of dry plants that blurred the slightest ripples in the air. Looking at his handsome back, Sakura's eyelids closed, and he grew taller, a little taller than before.

I don't know why, I always feel at ease when I look at him, and the rejection of the Hantizuka family has disappeared without a trace because of his existence. Actually, Sakuraichi didn't understand why Fuji always liked to be close to her, no one on their planet had ever dared to treat her like this, and no one would have that kind of look in her eyes that she couldn't understand.

There, what Sakuraichi saw the most was awe and worship, as well as greed and desire, although he hated it, but when he got used to it, he didn't care too much.

However, the way she looked at her was the first time she had seen her, and it gave her a very warm feeling, how warm it was, Sakuraichi couldn't say. And this kind of sight, she doesn't hate it, but has a feeling of nostalgia.

Tezuka's gaze at her is somewhat similar to Fuji's, but Sakuraichi doesn't like it, and inexplicably feels in his heart that one person who looks at her with this kind of gaze is enough. If there are too many, she is afraid that she will be lost, so that she will not find the person who gives her the warmest, she is not greedy at all, really, one, is enough.

It seems to feel Sakuraichi's sight, but he turned over to the side, and met Sakuraichi's gaze with a hint of nostalgia, and in an instant, the breeze was suspended, the sunset was impregnated, and the intersection of eyes was faintly blurred in the air, dyed with ink flowers.

Looking at each other, the two were stunned for a moment, Sakuraichi turned her head slightly, and reached out to press down the brim of her hat to hide her unnaturalness, but when she raised her hand, she made a move, and she found that her hat was on the table.

The corners of Fuji's mouth slowly rose, and the full of pampering gradually bloomed in the deep ice blue pupils, like lotus flowers blooming intensely, not flattering or demonic, one leaf and one petal, a piece of tranquility, in an instant, the fragrance is infinite.

In just an instant, Sakuraichi sorted out his emotions, put down his hand, and his eyes fell on the thick stack of books in the second-hand room, and swept it casually, and couldn't help but stiffen, ten, a full ten, and each one was three centimeters thick.

"These ......" Sakura twitched her eyelids and said with some uncertainty, "It's all basic." ”

Looking at Sakuraichi's expression, Fuji didn't want to mention how happy he was, but in fact, these were not the basics, he just wanted to scare Sakuraichi. So, he walked over to Sakuraichi and sat down, putting all the books on the table, "Well, that's a little bit less, and Tezuka will find more in a while." ”

Count as less...... of.....

Sakuraichi's body stiffened without a trace, and his face finally darkened a little.

Sure enough, the effect was immediately apparent.

This expression.......

The corners of Fuji's mouth raised slightly, thanks to the slight smile that had always changed, he really couldn't see that he had actually held back his smile to the point of internal injury.

"Fuji," after a while, Tezuka walked over with a book, and when he saw a few books in front of Fuji, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "These books are not needed." ”

"No use...... on"

Sakura's face sank, and he turned his head to look at Fuji, his tone was a little dangerous, "You're kidding me?" ”

"How so?" Fuji tilted his head slightly, and said softly with a smile: "I read these books." ”

Hearing this, Sakura's face became even more gloomy, and she was tricked by this guy again, knowing his dark and treacherous nature, she would be fooled again and again, it was really ...... It's so stupid,

Looking at the two of them, Tezuka felt a little dazzling, especially ...... glanced at the two people opposite, eyebrows, and picked up without a trace, their position ......

"Let's get started." Suppressing the gloom in his heart, Tezuka sat down opposite the two of them, opened the book and explained to Sakuraichi: "The basic introduction starts with sketching, which is a simple structure of light and shadow......"

Sakuraichi looked at the book on the table and listened to Tezuka's explanation, his expression serious and careful. Painting is her hard injury, two points are really not good, the time to start the competition is getting closer and closer, if she fails the art exam next week, she will be banned by the old guy Ishikawa Hiroyuki again, if this is passed out, it will be a lot of loss......

Sakura's whole body stiffened, and she felt the itching sensation on her left leg, and her face instantly darkened.....

Sakura glanced at Tezuka, who was explaining very seriously, and wanted to reach out and pat Fuji's hand away, but he was afraid that the movement would be too loud and alarm him, after all, this was at home and not in the car, and even the slightest sound could be heard.

So, Sakuraichi sat still and was obviously angry in his heart, but on the surface he had to pretend to listen as if nothing happened, and in the end, it was also due to the fact that there was a Tezuka sitting opposite, the same minister, if he was not calm in front of him, it would be a shame.

Looking at Sakura's face unchanged but his eyebrows twitched slightly, Fuji's face still had that soft expression, but his shoulders unconsciously trembled slightly.

"That....... I want to drink water. Sakuraichi held on for a while, but finally couldn't help but interrupt Tezuka.

Tezuka looked up from the book and looked at her, although he was a little stunned, he didn't show it, he just stood up and said, "I'll get it." ”

"Hmm." Sakura nodded expressionlessly, and when Tezuka stepped out of the door, she suddenly turned her head and glared at Fuji, "Take your hand away, bastard!! ”

"Ah, I thought Sakuraichi didn't know." With a light smile, he didn't withdraw his hand, but directly reached over and wrapped his arms around Sakuraichi's waist and easily took her body into his arms.

Sakura didn't pay attention to them one by one, and the whole person fell into Fuji's arms, put his hands on his chest, and said with some annoyance: "What are you doing!!! ”

"Hug it." Fuji spoke softly and buried his head in Sakuraichi's neck, greedily breathing in her unique fragrance. Every time, as long as he held this soft and fragrant body, a strong sense of satisfaction emerged in his heart, like a trickle sliding into the bottom of his heart, filling the empty heart little by little, making the depths of his heart more and more soft, more and more greedy.

Suddenly, there was a softness on her neck, and Sakura was stunned for a moment, angry, "Bastard, why do you always do this kind of stealing...... What is that idiom stealing? ”

Fuji raised his head slightly, bit the corner of her lip, looked at the way her face darkened, and couldn't help but hook her lips, "Stealing chickens and touching dogs?" ”

Sakura's eyes narrowed, and she reached into his waist, touching here and there to try the touch.

Fuji stiffened, "Sakuraichi....... What are you doing? ”

"Pet the dog." Sakura raised her eyebrows slightly, and said coldly.

Fuji's smile instantly cracked.

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