There was not a trace of wind in the completely enclosed living room, and the alcohol burned my body to death. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info I sat on the cool floor, tearing at the clothes on my body in annoyance. "Azusa" hurriedly pressed my hand, and then I pushed it away, "Hot...... Hot Heat! ”

"Azusa" seemed to say something, bent down and put her hands under my armpits, pulled me up from the floor, and then half-dragged me into the bedroom, which was lit only by a small wall lamp.

Her wind-blown skin, which was blown by the wind, was transmitted to my body through the fabric, and finally relieved my burning slightly, and let me obediently let her place me on the couch. Kneeling on the floor and taking off my shoes, he moved my dangling legs to the couch and took the quilt that was piled aside and put it over me.

The damn burning sensation came back at me, and I struggled to twist and resist like a cabbage worm, trying to throw the quilt under the bed. The familiar coolness was pressed against my forehead, and the gentle, worried tone seemed to ask something, and I opened my eyes to look at her, grinning silly.

Fragments of vague memories poured out from the depths of my mind, instantly tearing apart the nerve in my brain called reason. My complexion changed from red to iron-blue, to jet-black, and finally to colorful.

Yaya, surnamed Bai, did you drink and eat your IQ? How low is the IQ in order to treat Mariko as a Zi Ah Tomb! Wait, isn't there something wrong? Did I ignore anything, young master?

"You...... Okay? Mariko Shinoda looked at my pretended calm face, and smiled with her dark lips, "Are you feeling okay?" ”

"Of course it's good, no, it's not bad at all, that ...... I mean......" Sensing that his answer was becoming more and more incoherent, the young master closed his mouth rationally, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his expression became serious and serious, "I just drank too much and had a headache!" Do you understand? It's called a hangover! ”

Mariko Shinoda smiled even more arrogantly, "Are you really sure...... Is it? ”

"Don't make a fuss!" Young Master, I glared at her with a fierce look, wrapped in a sheet and pretended to be calm and walked to the bathroom, "I'm almost late for school, I don't have time to delay, why don't you go cook quickly!" ”

In the smug laughter of Mariko Shinoda, the young master turned around and closed the door of the bathroom, released the claws that were gripping the quilt, looked at myself in the washing mirror, and sighed heavily.

Holy! Is it really good for Tease to continue pretending to be calm? Don't be funny, isn't that shameful enough just now? Otherwise......

Looking out of the open window, a distance of dozens of meters above the ground, the young master swallowed a mouthful of spit, and then gritted his teeth and stomped his feet. Oh yes! Done!

After a long time

"Rin, Rin? What about people? Mariko Shinoda shouted my name as she pushed open the bathroom door, looked around and turned her gaze to the window, "No...... It won't be ......"

She hurried a few steps to the window, and looked down at the edge of the window, "Rin? Sensato Wakai? ”

At this time, behind her, the shower curtain that had been tightly drawn was secretly pulled open a crack, and the young master slipped out from behind it on tiptoe, and rushed out of the bathroom with a few neat steps, rushing towards the door at the fastest speed in my life.

"Sensato Wakai! You liar! Stop me!!!!! Marina Shinoda turned her head sharply when she heard the sound coming from behind, and then saw the figure of the young master and me wrapped in sheets, flashing out of the bathroom door like a ghost.

Young Master, I rushed out of the door of the apartment in one breath, poking my head out of the door proudly, "Baga will stop!" If you have the ability, you will chase ...... Wow! You're really chasing! Hey, hey, hey! Don't forget what you're wearing! ”

Mariko Shinoda hurriedly braked the car, and shouted fiercely with her hands on her hips, "If you have the ability, you can return the sheets to me!" ”

"It's still going back, what's the big deal!" Young Master, I immediately tore off the sheet on my body, threw it on the face of this goods, twisted my body in wet clothes proudly, and then fled away like a vicious dog. "Bye-bye, inside!"

"If! Well! Thousand! Village! ”

The door of the apartment was gently pushed open, and a small face covered with fine beads of sweat came out of the crack in the door, and she sneakily looked into the door, carrying a large lunch bag in her hand, tiptoe in, and turned back to close the door carefully.

She stared at the closed wooden door of the bedroom in front of her, took off her shoes lightly and put them away, reached out and grabbed the short hair that was soaked with sweat and was wet on her scalp, looked at her hands that were stained with sweat, rubbed them rudely on herself, and frowned with disgust.

She put the lunch box in her hand on the coffee table in the living room, slipped into the bathroom with a puff of smoke, and gently closed the door. After a faint sound of clothes rubbing, there was a continuous sound of water running in the bathroom.

Soon after, the bedroom she had been staring at was pushed open, and a girl in a striped cotton split pajama walked out of the room, rubbing her eyes. Her long, slightly messy black hair, slightly curled and scattered over her shoulders, fluttered up and down with her steps, two large dark circles hanging on her fair face, obviously looking sleep-deprived.

The long-haired girl didn't stop in the living room, and with her mouth open and yawning continuously, she pushed open the bathroom door. The clear sound of water came from the bathroom, and only then did it enter the ear of the long-haired girl, who grasped the wooden door frame with one hand, looked up blankly, and stood stiffly in place with her mouth slightly open after yawning.

Through the frosted glass door that was pushed open, the body standing under the head of the shower was faintly visible, surrounded by mist. She closed her eyes tightly and raised her head to enjoy the onslaught of warm water.

The short-haired girl combed all the strands of hair stuck to her face to the back of her head, revealing a smooth forehead that was wet with water, and felt a long and gentle waterline that warmed her own comfort

She stretched comfortably, turned off the shower head on top of her head, and shook her head vigorously like a star. The transparent water droplets scattered and scattered, breaking the silent picture, but making it seem more vivid and real.

She wiped the excess water stains from her face with both hands, reached out to grab the bath towel with her head sideways, and wrapped herself tightly, revealing only her white neck.

"Huh? Sister? You're awake! The short-haired girl picked up another towel and rubbed her short hair, "I bought the buns that just came out of the cage and put them on the coffee table in the living room, and my sister will eat them while they are hot after washing!" ”

"Okay, I'll go get your clothes first, and we'll have breakfast together in a while." The long-haired girl tilted her head slightly, and gave her a gentle smile back, and her bottomless black pupils shrank almost invisibly as they swept over the girl's neck as if inadvertently. The fingers that were still grasping the door frame gradually tightened, the nails turned white from the excessive force, and the fingertips were even deeper into the wooden frame, overflowing with inconspicuous blood.

The short-haired girl glanced at the clothes that had become more damp and discarded by herself, "Well, yes! Then it's troublesome sister. ”

The long-haired girl took back her step, turned and walked away from the doorway, leaning against the wall next to the bathroom, and bowed her head deeply. "Chisato, are pajamas okay?"

"No, give me a tracksuit! I'm going to start practicing for my new performance today, and I want to go to the dance studio early. The short-haired girl's voice was unusual, but the gaze she looked down at her body was very strange.

"Alright," the long-haired girl walked into the other bedroom, opened the wardrobe and took out the black tracksuit, hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a casual tone, "Didn't you say that you were going to spend the night at Maeda's house last night?" Didn't you eat a hearty breakfast made by Maeda in the morning? ”

The short-haired girl, who had just dried her body and was about to put the towel back in place, paused in her movements, reached out and touched the end of her nose with a bitter face, "Oh, I was in a hurry to come back and change my clothes, so I didn't have breakfast at Maeda's house." Speaking of which, it's a shame that I couldn't eat Maeda's overly hearty breakfast! ”

"Is it Atsuko Maeda?" The long-haired girl frowned and muttered in a very low voice.

"Sister, haven't you found it yet?"

"Found it," the long-haired girl's face once again appeared with a gentle, doting smile, and after agreeing, she took her clothes and walked to the bathroom, "Here we are!" Chisato, yesterday your teacher came to visit your home, and he said......"

"Huh?!" The short-haired girl took the clothes and screamed in a bit of annoyance, "What did that Mediterranean say?" ”

The long-haired girl laughed out loud, and then deliberately put on a straight face, "Chiri, how can you say that about your teacher......"

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This chapter will have such a full number of words, and thank you Meng Meng Da Saya, thank you Ni for your instant noodles~

In addition, we are ready to sign a contract, although I don't know what the result is, but we really couldn't resist the temptation of money, so we sold the festival. The shadow is big, it's all Ni's fault!!!

Okay, no more nonsense, the next chapter will be the story of the B3 performance part, so stay tuned!

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