The heavy curtains blocked the scorching midday sun, suppressing the light in the room in a hazy and dim state, and in the soft and comfortable blue duvet on the double couch, two fair-skinned girls hugged each other peacefully. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The long-haired girl is slightly older, and although the lines of her face are soft due to sleep, she can still see the edges and corners, exuding a decisive and neat momentum, and her thin lips, which are often tightly pursed, are slightly hooked at this time, as if she has dreamed of something good, and even in her sleep, she can't help but smile. She lay on her side facing the other girl, her slender arm next to the sheet flattened, now a sleeping pillow for the other girl, and the other arm reached out of the quilt to encircle the girl, like a loyal guardian, drawing her into her sphere of influence.

The girl who was guarded had short unkempt hair, and almost her entire little face was buried in the arms of the long-haired girl, revealing only the small half of her delicate and pink side face, like a well-behaved and cute little milk cat, attached to the long-haired girl in a completely trusting posture.

As time passed, the long-haired girl gradually opened her eyes, and after a moment of confusion in her pupils, she immediately regained her clarity. She looked at the person in her arms with pity, reached out to comb the other party's messy and fluffy short hair, carefully lowered her head and took a bite on the tip of her nose, then pursed her lips and hesitated, couldn't help but press her head lower, and gently tore a few times on the red below the tip of the short-haired girl's nose.

She carefully withdrew her arm from under the girl's neck, helped her gently press down the upturned quilt corners, then uncovered her side of the quilt and sat on the couch, picked up the clothes on the couch table, and put them on. Only the fat slender body glowed in the dimly lit room, and the red marks on her collarbone became more and more obvious. But this alluring sight did not last long, and soon the conservative split pajamas wrapped around her body, restoring her to her usual appearance, only the long hair that fell over her shoulders made it clear that she had just gotten up.

The short-haired girl who was still lying on the couch curled up like a frightened insect the moment she left her, and her whole body shrunk into a ball in the quilt, revealing only a small top of her hair and a few disobedient strands of black silk outside the quilt.

The long-haired girl looked back, frowned slightly, reached out and pulled her quilt down, freeing the short-haired girl's little head from the quilt, and then turned around and gently pushed the door to leave.

The long-haired girl deliberately lowered the sound of the door closing, but the short-haired girl woke up anyway, no, maybe not because of the soft sound, but because of the hand that had pulled her quilt before.

The short-haired girl slowly opened her eyes and blinked uncomfortably, and looked at the layout of the room blankly, and after a while, her expression regained clarity, and her tense body relaxed. She yawned without any image, lazily rolled up the quilt and sat on the couch, scratching her short hair that was messed up into a bird's nest, "Huh? Did Sakuraba Kayogo send me back? Last night......"

The short-haired girl, who felt very tired mentally and still had some unclear consciousness, leaned her head on her bent knees, rubbed her swollen temples unhurriedly, and tried to recall the memory before her consciousness was broken.

The tavern was very old and dilapidated, and the red lanterns on the doorrail were blown by the wind, making the light inside brighter and darker, and Chisato Wakai, who was lowering his mail, sat across the greasy wooden table from Kaigo Sakuraiwa.

Sakuraba Keigo picked up the sake bottle on the table, and after pouring himself a full glass, he glanced at Chisato Wakai opposite him with an unhappy face, "Stinky boy, you're too rude, aren't you?" Do you want me to pour you wine, big brother? Throw that phone away! ”

Raising his eyes and looking at him absently, Ruojing Chisato continued to finish the task in hand, then put the phone aside, took the wine bottle and poured wine for himself, and after making a toast movement, the action was simply wiped out, "I would like to give you a glass first, thank you Brother Sakuraba for taking care of me all the time." ”

"Huh? You stinky boy, take it easy, I'm not responsible for carrying people if you drink too much! Sakuraba Kagamigo's eyes were straight, but it was too late to stop her, so he couldn't help but complain in a low voice, and he also took the cup in his hand in one gulp.

"Don't worry, this little wine won't drink me." Wakai Chisato picked up the wine bottle again, and after filling Sakuraba Kagami's wine glass, he poured himself another glass, "Big brother, don't care, I just sent an email to tell my family, so that she won't worry about waiting for me to come home for a long time." ”

When it comes to "family", Wakai Chisa's expression was in a trance for a moment, and then the look of not caring about anything was slightly retracted, and the corners of his lips were almost invisible and hooked upwards in an arc. At this time, the mobile phone that was put aside rang again, and before the long ringing rang, Wakai Chisato put down the wine bottle in his hand and picked up the phone again.

Flip open the phone cover.,The reply was opened by her eagerly.,The sender is Mariko Shinoda.,The content of the email is very short.,There are only a few words in total.。 "Got it, drink less and go home early."

The word "homecoming" crossed the fingertips of Wakai Chisato and smiled a little silly.

"Yo, smiling so silly, it's a ...... girl" Sakuraba Kaigo was stunned when he said the female character, and then showed a look of chagrin that suddenly thought of something, "It's a boyfriend, right?" After asking, he didn't wait for Wakai Chisato to answer, and rolled her with disdain again, "Tell me about you, where is there a girl?" My perception of your gender is completely deranged, and you can't be like the other members...... Wait, how did you find a boyfriend with this virtue? ”

"You don't understand this, it's popular to be a ruffian like me now, and a brain-dead otaku like you is not popular." Chisato Wakai raised her eyebrows ostentatiously, and her arrogant smile was extremely flattened, "Like me, that's my ......" A trace of concern flashed in her eyes, and then she immediately recovered, "...... My lover took the initiative to chase me, and I had to accept her because she was too clingy to get rid of her. ”

"You stinky boy are lying enough, huh? Then you can make up lies, but you make up lies? She and he were wrong, I really don't know how the elementary school made you graduate with your deviation value? The look of disdain on Sakura's face was even heavier, and he deliberately made a gesture of opening his mouth to vomit, and the two white eyes turned upwards couldn't even block the lenses, obviously not believing what he said just now. Stinky boy, don't talk so much useless nonsense, what are your plans for the future? ”

(Note: In Japanese, "he" and "she" are not only written differently, but also have different pronunciations, "he" is the other, written as かれ, pronounced kare, and "she" is the other woman, written as かのじょ, pronounced kanojyo.) Here, special thanks to Suruga small pot friends who have always been regarded as an almighty Tinker Bell, and are used to consult some Japanese or local Japanese prices, chores, etc., at any time, and have never been paid, Ah Rigado~)

"What are you going to do?" Qianli Ruoi looked dazed, blinked innocently, and raised his glass playfully to Sakuraba Jinggo, "Save money?" Tie the knot? Have a baby? Don't be funny, I'm in a good market now, and a lot of people like me, how could I be trapped by her so easily? ”

She didn't make any arguments about it, but she still firmly used "she" instead of "he".

"Get out!" Sakuraba Kayogo also raised his glass and drank the wine in the cup with her, "I mean what the hell is the Miyamoto Group's business, you don't give the topic to the fork." ”

"Don't worry, big brother, do I look like such an unlucky person?" Chisato Wakai waved his hand absently, and while pouring more sake for each other, he raised his eyebrows at Sakuraba Kagami's cheap thief, "Today I came out to drink and find happiness, don't say so many unpleasant words." Big brother, have you had any peach blossom luck lately? Even if you don't have a woman's relationship, say it to make me happy! ”

"You guy......" Sakuraba Kagamigo stretched out his hand and pointed at Chisato Wakai, so angry that he didn't know what to say, he drank the wine in his hand hatefully, and only gave up after a while and sighed, never mentioning the previous thing again, and also gossiped with her in a joking tone, "No matter how lucky you are, it's not as good as your stinky boy, look at your face now that you're pink every day, and it's not like you're as pale as a ghost before, isn't it picking #yang supplementing #yin?" ”

"Wow! Big brother, you know everything about #yang supplementing #yin, are you knowledgeable? How many pages of the Yellow Emperor's Inner Scripture have you read? "Wakai Chisato said in a frivolous tone, and poured a full bottle of wine for Sakuraba Kaigo again, and when the two were about to drink again, she suddenly patted Sakuraba Kaigo's arm hard, and said in an irrepressible excited voice, "Big brother, big brother, look at the little white-collar worker who just entered the door, that face and that ......."

"Ahem, ahem...... you, can you be a little reserved? I was so shocked that I almost choked to death from alcohol...... Oh, I'll go, this girl is really ......."

Slowly looking back, the topic after that seems to be even less nutritious, except for eating, drinking, and having fun, it's sister paper, sister paper, sister paper, and sister paper, it seems that nothing really happened. Until the memory was suddenly interrupted, and it was now when I woke up again. It seems that the body of this second-hand product is too bad, and he gets drunk while drinking. Fortunately, Sakuraba Kyogo's second goods sent me back here, not Sarata Mariko's, or if I didn't drink the unconscious Young Master Ben, wouldn't it be that poker-faced plate of Chinese food, and I would have been eaten to the point that there was no residue left! But...... How did I sleep in Rin Wakai's room? Forget it, it's more important to report peace to that childish ghost, after all, I just told her last night that I would go back later, this thing should have been turned over, so it's about to blow up my phone......

The young master glanced left and right, and found his phone on the couch table, and when he threw off the quilt to get the phone, he only felt a chill on his body, and his face suddenly darkened.

His grandmother has an egg noodle! Who did this? Dare to pick off the clothes of this young master, Sakuraba Kagamigo doesn't want to mix up, right? Tai Sui Ye broke ground on his head, I think he is looking for a burial!

Young master, I looked hideous, the two rows of little white teeth were bitten and "creaked", and while thinking about the plan to kill him thousands of times in my heart, I opened the flip cover of my mobile phone. "Huh? And electricity, why did the phone turn off? ”

"Click"

When the door was suddenly opened, the young master and I were sitting on the couch with a big prickly red fruit plate and fiddling with my mobile phone. The sound was like an alarm bell, and I was scared to get into the quilt like a rabbit, only half of my head was exposed, and I looked in the direction of the door in panic.

"Are you awake? Hungry? Wearing a blue light checkered split pajamas, a pink pleated apron on the outside, and a simple single ponytail, Rin Wakai, stood at the door with a gentle smile.

Seeing that the person outside the door was her, not the Sakuraba Kagyogo as I thought I was, the young master, I couldn't help but exhale lightly. Ya, how could it be her, didn't this go on a business trip? When did you come back? Wait, I'm lying on the couch drunk and undressed, and another girl in her pajamas and apron is asking what I want to eat...... How does this picture feel familiar?

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The number of chapters we owe seems to be miscalculated.,It should be that we still owe eight chapters today.,How can this be? Will this be the case for Mao? How can this be? (Bones look confused)

Mina, Oyasmith, ignore us, we're going to cry for a while, huh......