Chapter 110: A Serious and Dirty Topic (Subscription Requested!) Ask for a commuter pass! )

"Thank you, I know that Juniorjun is a gentle and considerate boy, and I promise to prepare the reduced formula as quickly as possible."

Koriyama quickly replied to an email, with a thumbs-up rabbit dynamic picture, he turned off the email, closed the flip phone, and looked at the bed, layers of yellow skin that seemed to be scraps of paper fell on the quilt, and his figure could be vaguely judged from the shape of the distribution.

It's really disgusting, Muto Qing raised his eyebrows, gathered those yellow skins with a tissue, wrapped them in a ball, and threw them into the trash.

After a minute or so, Tamako rushed in with a flushed face, gasping for air, while taking out a pure white lace bra and white shirt from her arms, and stammered, "Here, here you are." ”

Muto Qing glanced at it, the bra was Tamaki's right, the wide shirt should be worn by Tamaki's father, he reached out and took it, thought about it with a contemplative face, and then began to put on the bra.

The left and right arms were put in, and he found that it was really small, his chest could not cover all, and the buttons behind him could not be buttoned, so he had to say loudly: "Yuzi, help me button the back buttons." ”

Looking at this scene, Yuzi always felt that something was broken, stopped wheezing, took two steps forward, reached out and grabbed the bra strap, and pulled it back violently.

The snow-white skin showed obvious signs of being strangled, and he barely buttoned the button.

Muto Qing felt a tightness in his chest, as if something was pressing on him, and he felt very uncomfortable. But I didn't say it, if Tamako agreed to bring Aunt Ryoko's bra over, she would agree at the beginning, otherwise it would be useless to say anything.

He put on Tamako's father's shirt, his chest was still tight, and the buttons gave people the feeling that they would fly out at any moment. He lifted his long black hair, crossed his waist with one hand and said, "Yuzi, what do you think?" ”

Yuzi's face tightened even more, glanced at him coldly, and scolded, "Is it time to joke?" I'm going to school tomorrow morning, what words would you use to explain your appearance? ”

"This kind of thing is very simple, let Aunt Ryoko help ask for sick leave," Muto Qing spread his hands disappreciatively, turned around and walked out of the door again, and said: "These are all small things, filling your stomach is a big thing." ”

Hearing such relaxed words, the straight-faced Yuzi could no longer maintain a serious expression, the frustration in his heart turned into anger, and he chased out and shouted: "Qingjun, you stupid, eating is a trivial matter, have you contacted that senior in the club?" What did she say? How long will it take to recover? ”

A series of questions struck, which shows how much attention Yuzi attaches to this matter.

Muto Qing said very calmly as if he had nothing to do with it: "I don't know the specific time, in short, the seniors guarantee the fastest speed, you don't need to worry, there will be results soon." ”

Tamako really wanted to grab his ears and ask, how long will it be soon? One day? Two days? Or three days?

However, she didn't do it, such a strange thing is beyond common sense, and if she continues to ask, she can't get an answer, after all, Qingjun is an ordinary person, and it is impossible to know how to solve such a thing.

Maybe Qingjun himself is afraid of such a thing, and pretending to be this unconcerned must be to avoid worrying about himself, since before, that guy has such a gentle character.

Thinking of this, Yuzi sighed and looked at the slender back, her heart full of pity.

Muto Qing didn't know that he was being made into a gentle appearance by Tamako, he walked downstairs, and at a glance he saw dinner on the white table, chicken curry rice, steaming hot on the surface.

"I'm moving." He folded his hands together to express his gratitude to Aunt Ryoko for cooking, and then picked up the spoon and dug it up.

Eating as usual, Yuzi flashed this thought in her heart, and felt that she was ridiculous with this thought, after all, her body became a woman, Qingjun is still Qingjun, and it is impossible to become elegant and dignified to eat like everyone else.

After a while, a plate of chicken curry rice has been wiped out, and the well-fed Muto Qing leaned back on the chair, his face showing enjoyment: "It's delicious, Aunt Ryoko's curry is really good." ”

Referring to her mother's curry rice, Tamako raised her head quite proudly: "Of course, not only curry rice, but also potato stew is first-class." ”

Looking at her proud expression, Muto Qing felt a desire to bully in his heart, he touched his smooth chin, an idea flashed in his mind, and said with an innocent face: "Yuzi, I want to go to the toilet, but how do girls go to the toilet?" ”

Okura Tamako, who was about to wash the dishes, heard this, her hand shook, the plate slipped from her hand, smashed on the table, and made a bang, her face was as red as a ripe apple, and she opened her mouth to scold, and remembered his current body.

Full of complaints, she squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "Squat, just squat, don't ask me about this kind of thing." ”

Muto Qing supported his head with his hand and said seriously: "But this kind of thing can only be asked to Yuzi, who is a girl, it's my first time, I don't have much experience, how do you do it?" Where do you have to take off your underwear so that it doesn't get wet? ”

Sweat kept pouring out of her forehead, and Yuzi didn't even have the idea of wiping it, her hands clutched the edge of the table, and her mind was full of a thought, how to answer this privacy question?

I always feel that as soon as I open my mouth, something will shatter in my heart, and it will never return. She couldn't figure out what emotion it was, but she stubbornly wanted to keep it, and she couldn't answer.

If you don't say it, you're worried that Qingjun is not sensible.

Tangled and entangled, her face seemed to be changing like a Sichuan drama, changing back and forth, seeing that Muto Qing was a little worried in her heart, and hurriedly said: "Don't care so much, I just ask casually, it's okay if you don't answer, I understand." ”

"You don't understand! Qingjun, this stupid! Perverts! Tamako yelled, and ran out with a flushed face, such a topic was too exciting and lewd for an underage girl.

Muto Qing regretted a little in his heart, maybe it was too much teasing, it would be better to apologize tomorrow, he thought about these problems in his heart, and the feeling of tightness in his chest hit again, he unbuttoned his shirt casually, took it off, and then unbuttoned his bra, completely liberating his chest, as if there was a breath of air from his chest to his brain, and the whole person was a little energetic.

He picked up the plate and spoon and walked into the kitchen, which he hadn't entered for a long time, and there was no dust to be seen all around, thanks to the fact that Tamako would clean it when she was fine.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that this place will be covered with a layer of dust, and he is not the kind of diligent person who can clean unimportant places.

After washing the dishes, he turned around and walked back to the bedroom, closed the door, stood in a daze for a while, and muttered to himself, "It's also time to see how those people's cultivation is progressing." ”