After hearing the masseuse's praise, Hoshimi Mibu hurriedly repeated: "Oh, it's just that I'm straight, right?" Master. The corners of her mouth curled sensibly, and she looked at Hashimoto's face with smugness.

"Yes, you're straight."

"I'm straight." Hoshimi seized the opportunity to raise his eyebrows, and in a blink of an eye, he seemed to notice that something was wrong, but he didn't show it, as if he obediently stood his chin to avoid unnecessary trouble, avoiding Hashimoto's camera.

Then, Hoshimi felt his master's elbow fall on his back, and immediately took a breath, ready for the next tribulation, clenching his teeth to prevent a trace of begging for mercy from leaking out of his mouth, and not giving Hashimoto a chance to laugh at himself, his whole face was as red as the dog sun, and sweat burst out from his sideburns.

Hashimoto held up her phone and snickered, her eyes keenly catching Hoshimi's trembling legs and clenched fists, and the whole small fist was clenched red.

Hoshimi looked at Hashimoto's smile, gritted his teeth unconvinced, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Master, am I better than her." ”

The master glanced at Hashimoto, looked at the smile on the other party's face, reassured and gently echoed Hoshimi's question, and gave her a satisfactory answer, but her happiness flew away from her fingertips like a butterfly. The master picked up her left leg and folded it upward.

"Uhhhhh

"Do you always like to sit cross-legged, the lower back will definitely hurt, pay attention to it in the future." As he spoke, he slammed another elbow a few inches above the tail vertebrae.

Hoshimi was so painful that she didn't know how to lose her mind, so she nodded in agreement, and the pain caused by the pressure of her leg grabbed by the master instantly hit her head, and she kicked her subconsciously, and was easily dodged by the battle-hardened master, and she was ruthlessly pressed back again when she tried to turn over.

"Click." The crisp sound frightened the gloating Hashimoto on the side, his eyes widened.

"Uhh Where am I? Who am I? Where am I going?

Hashimoto looked at the green tendons that suddenly appeared on Hoshimi's neck and fell on the chair with a smile, and the camera of his mobile phone swayed up and down.

Hoshimi tried to close his eyes so that his tears did not fall, and at the same time did not forget to avoid Hashimoto's cold shot.

The person in question, Hoshimi, said that she regrets it very much now, really.

"You can get up, and you can make an appointment by phone next time."

Hoshimi trembled and slowly got up, holding Hashimoto's outstretched hand, limping forward a few steps like an octogenarian, and feeling much more refreshed when he walked out of the store.

"Let's go eat!" Hoshimi put on his bag, lifted his legs, reached out and moved twice, took out his mobile phone and proposed.

Hashimoto didn't respond in a hurry, but just maintained his demeanor as an older sister, and asked gently and kindly, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Hoshimi, who had just experienced a catastrophe, didn't notice the fleeting fierce light under Hashimoto's kind smile, there was still a period of time before noon, the sun was warm but it didn't hurt, Hoshimi's face was rippling with the scorching summer sunshine, so bad that Hashimoto had already taken out his mobile phone to call up the video just now, and the mood of Xingshi's guilt swelled outward.

"I haven't figured it out yet, what do Nanami want to eat? It's so hot and I want to go buy smoothies. As he spoke, Hoshimi subconsciously licked his lips, and then took out mints from his bag and swallowed them.

"Nanamin, give."

Hoshimi handed the sugar box over, Hashimoto thanked him but didn't return it to Hoshimi, the aluminum box swirled in her hand, Hashimoto half-squinted and asked, "I have a question, when did Miho change its name?" Should I change my name and call you Hashimoto-san? ”

Hoshimi was stunned and laughed, and he couldn't hold back a complete reply for a long time, so he could only look at him left and right, pointing to the ants on the ground for a while, and sighing at the car that was passing quickly on the road.

Hashimoto just held his hands and watched her perform quietly, without interrupting silently, and the ants on the ground seemed to have climbed into Hoshimi's heart unconsciously, and the speed of his heartbeat almost caught up with the speeding traffic.

"Didn't Nanami take my name too? I used Nanamin's name, Nanami used my name, which is evidence of our deep affection, and if it wasn't for Nanami using my name first, I wouldn't have used Nanamin's ......"

Hashimoto looked at Hoshimi with amusement and saw that the wicked man sued first, only to feel that the muscles in his waist that had finally relaxed returned to the masseuse's ruthless hands, "Then you will call yourself Hashimoto Mibu in the future." ”

"Then would you like to call Hoshimi Nanawei?"

"Do you want this video to be made public? I can fulfill your wishes in the blog. ”

Saying that, Hashimoto clicked on the video, and Hoshimi's miserable cries of pain immediately dispersed, she hurriedly pounced on and snatched Hashimoto's mobile phone, but she didn't dare to push hard, the two twisted together, and the audio was still playing, which made passers-by look sideways.

"Nanamin!" Hoshimi, whose ears were red from the eyes of passers-by, jumped in place anxiously, and shouted Hashimoto's name helplessly, but his voice became softer and softer.

Hashimoto held up his phone and looked at Hoshimi with his hands clenched into fists on his chin and looked at her pleadingly, his fingers pressed to turn off the sound, and looked at her condescendingly.

Hoshimi could only bow his head and apologize in resignation, "I was wrong, I promise never to pretend to be Nanami Hashimoto again in the future, really." She raised her hands and hung them over her chest, her face full of determination and sincerity.

"That's it?" Hashimoto didn't seem to be satisfied with Hoshimi's answer, raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, his eyes falling back on his phone, "Didn't you think you were very straight before?" Isn't it in good shape? ”

Hoshimi hurriedly waved his hand and denied: "It's not what I said, it was the masseur who said it." ”

"Really?" Hashimoto dragged the progress bar of the video, and Hoshimi's voice came clearly from the phone, and she quickly pounced on Hashimoto's hand and pressed the screen out.

Hoshimi leaned up with a shy face, "My spine is in good shape, shouldn't Nana Min be happy for me as a friend?" ”

Hashimoto smiled and nodded, "I'm very happy for Miho, as a friend, I will seriously urge Miho from today onwards, such as not sitting cross-legged, I have carefully written it down, and we will sell the recliner when we go back." ”

"The chaise longue is innocent! Nanami has anything to come at me, don't hurt my chaise longue. ”

Hashimoto nodded in satisfaction, "Since you stood up for two chairs, I can't live up to your heart, can I?" Then I'm coming for you? ”

Hoshimi nodded hesitantly, frantically searching in her brain for the punishment that Hashimoto might give her, but she couldn't find the slightest clue, so she could only resign herself to waiting for the verdict to be announced.

Hashimoto looked at her with a smile as if she was facing a great enemy, looked up and knocked on the top of her head, and said loudly: "The account is not allowed to appeal, just do your own thing." ”

"Huh?" Hoshimi looked at her in surprise, and the next second he gratefully hugged Hashimoto and cheekily rubbed his chin on the other's shoulder.

"Aren't you hot? Go buy smoothies. Hashimoto helplessly endured Hoshimi and frolicked with her, although it was steaming, she didn't break away from Hoshimi's hand.

"Sure enough, you must eat ice in summer!"