The morning sun, glowing with a soft orange light, had just revealed half of its face from the distant hill, and it emitted a light that was not bright, trying to dispel the cold of the early morning, and slowly crawled into the dance studio, close to the girl who fell asleep on the windowsill. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Her short hair exuded moisture, messy and messy sticking to her scalp, and her pale face, which was not healthy, was now even more revealing a faint blue. She curled up with her legs crossed, her hands folded around her chest, and she curled herself into balls. From time to time, he shivered because of the wind blowing in from the window, and curled up even tighter.

With a loud push on the door, an unfamiliar and confused voice sounded from the door, "Huh? How could the door be unlocked? It's miserable, so my stuff is still there? It won't be taken away by someone else, right? ”

As if sensing that she was being disturbed, the short-haired girl frowned, pouted and turned sideways, rubbing her cheek against the cold granite windowsill, without the slightest intention of sobering up.

The room was completely pushed open, and a girl with long hair appeared at the door, she seemed surprised that there were others in the dance studio, and she was stunned for a while. But after refusing, her gaze at the short-haired girl suddenly lit up, and after hesitating for half a second, she tiptoed over.

The girl knelt on the floor, slowly stretched out her right hand, grabbed the diary that was pressed under the short-haired girl, and pulled it tentatively outward. At this moment, the short-haired girl, who had been sleeping very deeply, suddenly opened her heavy black eyes, grabbed the girl's wrist, and shot a terrifying sharp gaze from her dark pupils. "What do you want to do?"

"I ......" the girl's shoulders trembled violently, her brows frowned at her wrist, and she grabbed the other party's hand with her other hand, trying to break free of the restraint, "My book is pressed under you......"

"What book?" The short-haired girl's eyes were as cold as ice blades, but they seemed to be burning in the depths, she stared at her with good eyes, and grabbed the other party's hand and added a little more force.

The girl's body shrank back, her eyes glistened with a little water, her eyes looked down at the diary, and her voice was dry and out of tune due to nervousness, "That...... That diary ......"

The short-haired girl glanced at her threateningly, her pupils quickly glanced down, and after confirming the existence of the diary, she relaxed her tense body, and quickly let go of the girl's wrist guiltily, "I'm sorry!" ”

The girl rubbed her injured wrist with her other hand, biting her lower lip aggrievedly, the excess water at the corners of her eyes was shining silver in the morning light, but she still shook her head obediently, "It's okay, I shouldn't ...... without talking"

"It's red and swollen," the short-haired girl didn't wait for her to finish speaking, suddenly interrupted her, her brows furrowed into a hill in her forehead, and she suddenly stood up from the ground, with a pale face, and walked out of the dance studio very quickly, "Sit there and wait for me!"

When the girl saw her walk out of the door, she immediately picked up the diary on the floor and flipped through it, and then breathed a sigh of relief and held it tightly in her arms. She hesitated to look down and think about it, slowly got up from the ground, and cautiously rubbed towards the door, just as she opened the door, just in time to bump into the short-haired girl with a plastic bag.

"Didn't you sit there and wait for me?" The short-haired girl raised an eyebrow, as if she didn't intend to listen to her answer, and grabbed her cuffs with a look of disgust, and pulled her back to the window and sat down. "Sit down!"

The girl was timidly dragged back, and sat down spinelessly under the staring of the short-haired girl.

"Take it!" Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, the short-haired girl rolled her eyes impatiently, acted rudely but carefully avoided the injury, grabbed her injured hand, and then took out the medicinal oil from the plastic bag, poured out a little and rubbed it in the palm of her hand, rubbing her wrist with a little force.

"Ah...... It hurts......" The girl hugged the diary with her other hand, grinning her shoulders, and the tears that she had finally withdrawn couldn't help but crackle and fall, and kept shouting loudly that it hurts, "It hurts......"

The short-haired girl didn't pay any attention to it, her eyelids lifted and she glanced at the diary, and suddenly said the most hurtful words without any disdain, "It turns out that you are the stupid person who memorized the dance steps in the notebook, but remembered them wrong!" ”

"Huh? How can you look at other people's stuff? The girl's face exploded red, and she couldn't care about her wrist anymore, and even forgot all about her previous fear of the short-haired girl, and yelled angrily, "You are too much, how can you look at my things without my consent......"

"Okay, this should be no problem, this is for you, remember to wipe it again at night!" The short-haired girl took her words as a deaf ear, took advantage of her excitement, smeared the medicinal oil very neatly, and then stuffed the medicated oil bottle into the girl's hand, yawned sleepily, turned her back and squirmed a few times, as if she was ready to continue sleeping, "The door is over there, don't send it slowly~"

“…… Belch? The girl's words before she finished speaking were blocked, and she stared at each other with a pout, so angry that her hands were clenched into fists, waving up and down on her chest, "You ......"

"Not leaving?" The short-haired girl didn't even open her eyes, "If you don't leave, go to practice, the dance studio is not a place for you to play." ”

The girl froze wordlessly for an instant, she stared hard at the back of the short-haired girl, holding the glass bottle of medicinal oil in one hand and the crusty diary in the other, and whispered while making a feint to beat her, "What are you saying is not a place to play, is the dance studio for sleeping?" ”

"What do you say...... Alas! The short-haired girl suddenly turned around, her nose hitting the girl's waving fist, and immediately tears of pain flowed down her face, "Damn! ”

"Right...... Sorry, are you okay! The girl was so frightened that she threw herself over with a nervous face, stretched out her hands towards the short-haired girl, and her body fell unbalancedly towards the short-haired girl's body because of this panicked action.

"Ah~~~~"

I had two tissues stuffed in my nostrils, and I sat cross-legged on the windowsill with a decrepit look, glancing at the girl opposite me who was worried, crying, and saying "I'm sorry", and another girl who was secretly sticking out her tongue, not daring to look directly, and secretly looking at something.

"Alright, I'm fine!" I let go of the hand that was covering my nose and rubbed my temples vigorously, my battered ears twitching involuntarily. Nima, what the hell are you going to do? Young Master Ben's ears are about to wear out calluses. I haven't blamed you, why don't you cry for so long! Grave light!

"Tsk! Ugly! Seeing that this thing was holding back tears and twitching his nose vigorously, the black line at my end, young master, was drawn down my forehead like a waterfall. I couldn't hold back the stupidity of this thing, so I picked up the towel next to me and threw it over, casually found a boring topic, and was ready to divert the current topic, "Who are you?" Why did you come to Ms. Xia's dance studio so early? ”

"We are the fourth students of AKB48, AKB48 do you know?" This thing actually caught the towel very naturally, wiped a handful of big snot vigorously, and then continued to explain with a serious face, "It's the old ...... Yasuya Akimoto."

"Alright, I know the fat ...... I know AKB48, so you're here to learn from the dance studio, right? The young master interrupted her again impatiently, and looked at the towel that was full of snot and belonged to him, "However, Teacher Xia shouldn't have started teaching dance so early, right?" ”

"I'm here to get the day...... Come and get what you forgot yesterday," the thing glanced at the other girl with some concern, and secretly pushed the diary on the ground on the tip of his toes, and then suddenly seemed to remember something, and turned his head to stare at the other girl, "Kuramochi-san, why did you come here so early?" ”

"Huh? What the? Kuramochi Asuka withdrew her secretly looking gaze, blinking her eyes in confusion, "Everyone-san, what did you just say?" ”

Young Master, I took a long breath speechlessly, and was about to say something when I suddenly heard the alarm ring on my mobile phone. Turned around and picked up the phone to turn off the alarm clock, got up and was about to walk out the door, "I have something to do, I'll leave first, see you later!" ”

"Huh? Don't go! Kuramochi Asuka hugged my thighs and raised her little face anxiously, "Did your ears move just now?" ”

"What ears are not moving?" The young master was stunned for a moment, and I didn't understand what she meant at all, "I really have something to go first, can you let go of my thighs?" ”

This thing didn't care what I was talking about, reached out and grabbed my clothes, alternating his hands up and down, and stood up with the strength of Young Master Ben, and then grabbed my ear with his right hand, and pinched it with interest, "It's so soft, I want to bite ......."

"???" Young Master, I haven't figured out what she means here, and this guy has already pounced on him and bit down on Young Master's ear. "Ah!!! Are you Tyson? Grave light! ”

Just when the young master and I were struggling to escape from the clutches of this ear control, everyone Shi Jinxiang who was standing on the side looked at him with fear and adoration, "Kuramochi-san is so powerful, he actually dares to ...... Biting your ears though? It's scary! ”

On the broken desk in front of the green wooden window, a girl in a white dress leans down, her long hair scattered over her shoulders, which is blown by the warm breeze that slips into the room from time to time, fluttering in the air. Dancing and concentrating on what to write.

At this time, a "boy" with short hair crept close behind her and reached out to cover the girl's eyes, "Azusa, guess who I am?" ”

"Call sister! Say, why do you keep calling me by my name lately? Ate bear's heart leopard gall? This ......" The girl in the white dress raised her left arm, smashed a precise fist on the head of the "boy", turned around with her waist crossed, and glared at "him" menacingly. But he was stunned when he saw "him", and he was so surprised that he couldn't care about Xingshi's question, "Why did you cut your hair so short?" Makes it look like a boy. ”

"It's cool! Sister, sister, don't be angry," the "boy" smiled flatteringly, and the dog-legged girl slammed his shoulders, stretched his neck while beating back, and looked at the book spread out on the table, "Sister, are you writing articles again?" ”

"I'm going to write a long novel, the outline has been written first, and I'm writing the first chapter," the girl glared at "him" fiercely, obviously sensing that "he" was changing the subject, but she didn't hold on to the problem, "I'll show it to you when I'm done!" ”

"Novels! Sister, I'll help you type it into an electronic version and post it on the Internet, okay? The boy put his arms around the girl's shoulders, resting his chin on her shoulder sockets, and continued proudly, "Let everyone else see what a wonderful sister I have!" ”

"Virtue! It's like your sister is the only one in the world who can write novels! The girl hit his head on the head, obviously moved, "Then please, Cher." ”

"Oh, why do you call me Xue'er again? Is there such a dark snow? The "boy" pointed to his dark skin in frustration and shook the girl in disagreement.

"No matter what, I'm going to call you Xue'er," let the boy "shake himself like a leaf in the autumn wind, but the girl refused to change her words, "In my heart, you have always been whiter than snow......"

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Hawkers,Okay,It's still a typo that hasn't been corrected.,Please bear with me! Sleepy star-bones, let's go to sleep, guys, Eurasian Smith!

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Re ps:If you don't die, you won't die.,The game is still in progress.,If this week's week pushes to a thousand.,Next week's double change.,That is, Wednesday and Sunday.。 Of course, if a certain trench gives us coins, then it doesn't have to be a few changes! Keep drooling~