Bite.

Two ice cubes hit each other in the cup, making a pleasant sound like a wind chime.

Thick square wine glasses land on the bar.

The woman with long black hair pushed forward and said in an intoxicating tone, "Another glass of whiskey."

This is the indoor bar of the luxury villa, and bottles of wine are kept in the wine cabinet.

The woman dressed as a bartender poured the whiskey into the glass, and said with a hint of helplessness on her face, "Hanama, I still have a date."

"You're going to be dumped anyway, and even then, you're going to abandon my distressed best friend and go on that date?"

"Kako!"

Hanama chrysanthemum shouted the name.

Yoshiko Komatsu wanted to complain about the fact that she predicted that she would be dumped, but she still didn't leave the house, sighing, "I say, what's upset about you?"

"Something to do with Shiraishi."

Hanama Ju truthfully expressed the distress in her heart.

Yoshiko Komatsu said with a straight face, "If it were someone else, I would advise her to give up and not do that kind of thing.

Hanama, I'm willing to support you to become a third party and kill the original match!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Ghost Dragon Temple is a good girl, I don't feel like I have the face to see her."

Hanama retorted.

"You may not be able to see her once in a year, right?"

Speaking of this, Yoshiko Komatsu sighed, "However, if you want to defeat the original partner, it is really not easy.

The number of his original matches is a bit large, Takayanagi Jing, Adolf, Kaminagi Rin, and the rest of Jun Komori, I don't believe he doesn't have that idea."

Listening to the names of Yoshiko Komatsu one by one, Hanama Chrysanthemum poured another sip of wine.

When the mood is bitter, the wine becomes bitter.

"Why should I like such a scumbag?"

"Maybe it's because of his scum."

Yoshiko Komatsu showed a very understanding expression, "I always like scumbags, but I can't help it, who makes them always tease my heart."

"Shut up, Shiraishi is not the same as those men, he's still responsible!"

Hanama chrysanthemum roared fiercely.

She said yes, Komatsu couldn't say white stone slag.

Yoshiko Komatsu was silent, she was clearly talking to her friend, how could it turn around and become her wrong?

"Pour the wine!"

"Hey, hey, humble bartender willing to serve you." Yoshiko Komatsu poured wine for her, "To be honest, it's not a way for you to hide like this, sooner or later Shiraishi will notice the abnormality."

"I know, but when I see that guy, I always have an impulse."

"What impulse?"

"The core will always be ready to meet him."

Hanama Ju rarely showed a hint of shyness and replied with a red face.

It's probably spring.

It could also be because of that dream, which caused her to think of that absurd dream when she saw Shiraishi, and finally became feverish.

This in turn affects the dryness of the underwear.

"You're so hungry and thirsty?"

"Long-winded, what qualifies a humanoid juicer to talk about me."

Hanama retorted to her friend's words, picked up the cup again, and motioned to pour wine into it.

The jingle and the ringing of her cell phone made her hand tremble, and the full whiskey dangled out of the glass.

Komatsu Yoshiko said with some disdain, "Hanama, you're really not good."

I really didn't expect that Hanama Chrysanthemum, who has always been very aggressive, fell in love and became so fragile and timid, that even the slightest movement could be associated with a message from Shiraishi, resulting in an overreaction.

"I didn't panic, but suddenly it was a little cold."

Hanama retorted stiffly, took out her mobile phone and looked at it, feeling relieved that it wasn't a message from Shiraishi, "It's Bald and Aono who invited me to drink with them."

"Didn't call me?" Yoshiko Komatsu was surprised.

"You're not going on a date, go."

flower

Maju originally planned to have a drink with Takagi Kakuk and Aono Ren, but both of them said that they had something to do, so they had to come over and pester Komatsu Yoshiko.

In terms of friendship, she is the most familiar with the three of them.

The rest of them didn't dare to look for it.

"You're so cold." Yoshiko Komatsu complained about her ruthlessness, but she didn't care, if she rushed over now, it was really too late.

Well, it's normal for women to be an hour or two late for a date.

……

The City of Dawn is divided into five districts: south, east, west, and center, and the streets of each area are divided by numbers.

Gao Mu Kok's home is located in the South District, First Avenue, and is a single-family villa.

Fenced off with an iron fence, it has its own small courtyard and swimming pool.

Tulips of white, yellow, orange, red and purple bloom in the courtyard, paved with emerald green lawns, and the bluestone avenue leads from the entrance to the front of the villa, where a path winds into the flower beds and swimming pool.

It's not the first time that Hanama has been here, so she didn't have the idea of ringing the doorbell, so she pushed the door in and said loudly, "Bald, I'm here!"

The words fell, she saw the people in the living room clearly, bastard! said that there would be no Shiraishi, but Shiraishi stayed in the living room.

That bald man dared to calculate her?

Hanama glared at the bald man.

Takagi Kaku shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's just in time, we haven't gotten together for a long time, so we won't get drunk today!"

"yes, Hanama has been busy lately, I haven't seen each other, and the last time we met was in January."

Shiraishi said bitterly.

"Hahaha." Hanama Ju was a little embarrassed, and she couldn't find any other reason in her heart, so she could only bite the bullet.

Damn bald, turning around and letting his head completely become dead, although there is no life at all, but what she does is to make the possibility of life coming out zero.

I complained about these things in my heart.

She stepped forward anyway.

To be honest, Hanama Ju hates herself like this, and she always feels bound by something, not free, and unable to break free.

Probably this is the shackles of a crush in the world's mouth.

"Cheers!"

The raised wine glass becomes the only prop that can break free from the shackles.

……

"Ugh!"

Hanama Chrysanthemum was a little dizzy, she had never drunk so hard, but Shiraishi took one cup after another, and she didn't stop.

The right hand is slapped on the forehead.

Fragmented images suddenly came to mind.

It's like a movie with incomplete editing.

[In the world of light pollution, the figure of Mohu tells of love. 】

[A dimly lit aisle, in a quiet bedroom. 】

[The clothes are torn hard and become torn. 】

No way...... Hanama carefully lifted the quilt and glanced at it, feeling relieved.

Her outfit is neat.

There is no pain that the world says.

The body is still complete.

Then, Hanama Kiku-glanced to the side, Shiraishi's clothes were torn to shreds, and strong muscles could be seen through the gap between the long strips of cloth.

She swallowed.

and a pair of dark and bright eyes.

Frightened, she hurriedly covered the quilt.

"Among the flowers."

"What, what?" Hanama stammered a little, and she couldn't imagine in her mind that the woman who laughed wildly last night was herself.

"It's all alcohol's fault."

She found a reasonable and valid reason, "I didn't mean to tear your clothes.

We're brothers, you know."

"Ju, I don't want to be your brother anymore."

The hand slowly and tentatively wrapped around her small waist, as if fixing her body on the bed.

Hanama Ju's mind was stiff, and he couldn't turn around, so he said in a daze, "What do you mean by that?"

"I like it

You."

Shiraishi said this, his head came out of the quilt, condescendingly, and his hands were propped up on his sides.

"You, you have the Ghost Dragon Courtyard, and they are not satisfied?"

The purple eyes of the chrysanthemum among the flowers widened.

"How can I be content if I can't embrace your world, Ju, I promise to give you happiness and never leave you alone."

Shiraishi leaned over, gradually trying to get closer.

Hanama's face heated up rapidly, became hot, and her brain was confused, as if she should push it away, however, did she really want to push it away?

She couldn't escape her thoughts.

In getting along again and again, she really liked this man, and she had been suppressing herself before, with a trace of lack of confidence, afraid that Baishi would not mean that.

I'm a clown.

She shuddered, closed her eyes quietly, and awkwardly responded to Shiraishi's attack.

I'm waiting for the next step.

Shiraishi left gentlemanly and said, "Okay, let's have breakfast first."

「？」 Hanama Ju's face was full of question marks, everything was prepared here, and the result was like this?

What about teasing her?

"Shiraishi, once the beast is released, it must be satisfied! And what inks!"

Hanama Ju turned against the guest and pressed Baishi directly on the bed, "You are ready, the strength I have accumulated for many years is not in vain."

……

After three rounds.

Hanama Chrysanthemum was empty, "Wait, I can't hold it, take a break."

The long black hair was scattered, partly due to sweat, next to the white and red cheeks.

The dark purple eyes are as hazy as the West Lake after the rain in early spring.

"I prefer the way you were arrogant."

Shiraishi spoke, his hand gently caressing her back.

Hanama finally understood why he stepped on multiple boats, with such skills, no matter how strong a boat was, it would sink ***.

"It's the first time I'm not skilled, and the next time I learn from Komatsu, I won't make you kneel and beg for mercy."

She slapped Shiraishi's muscles with her hand, still protecting her face, and then leaned her head on his chest and muttered, "My moral level has been lowered by you.

Don't tell the Ghost Dragon Academy first, and when I'm mentally prepared, I'll make it clear."

"Well, I'll listen to you."

"What do you mean by listening to me, you have been hiding from the Ghost Dragon Courtyard and them, and you have something to do with Jing and Adolf."

Shiraishi regretted a little in his heart, he shouldn't have said those words to Hanama Chrysanthemum before, who knew at that time that the brotherhood would change overnight and become a scene of sleeping together.

So much so that he Jing and their affairs were all said.

"A lie that lasts a lifetime is true."

"Hmph, you'll be sophistry, watch me bite you to death!"

Hanama bit his arm muscles.

"A bite back." Shiraishi took this signal as a sign that she was resting.

Roll over and bite back.

……

Shiraishi is living a fulfilling life now.

The daily itinerary is arranged, just like playing a game.

In the morning, control the clone in Jing's house to clean up, and then enter the standby state, waiting for the other party to go home and activate it again.

Make breakfast for Adolf, kiss goodbye to herself, clean the house, go to the market to prepare lunch meals, and come back until eleven o'clock.

Unlike Jing and Adolfu, the life and rest of the chrysanthemum are more chaotic, and the teaching of Beichen's heart knife flow in the dojo of the Dawning City is to go when he wakes up, and continue to sleep without waking up.

However, he must also prepare three meals a day, and he cannot favor one over the other.

And in the shrine of Shiraishi, nothing is in a state of hang-up.

Only when those jobs are done will he come back here, lazily leaning on the lazy sofa in the corridor, scrolling through short videos of Douyin.

Enjoy a peaceful and leisurely time.

"Shiraishi-kun."

Exhale softly

Shout took Shiraishi's eyes off the phone screen and looked at the woman outside the porch.

The wheat skin is smooth and delicate, like toast bread fresh out of the oven.

Her long black hair is tied into a single ponytail, her face is a little more mature than when she was a girl, and her big apricot eyes are still clear and bright, as if she was still a girl who climbed the steps of the shrine back then.

"Ghost Dragon Academy, you can't do that kind of thing when you're training."

Shiraishi refused with a straight face.

"It's not like that."

Ghost Dragon Temple's beautiful tooth shook her head, and said with a serious face, "Tomorrow is Komori's birthday, what gift are you going to give?"

"Well."

Shiraishi fell into a brief contemplation, but he hadn't thought about it yet.

With his ability, he can be ready on the same day if he thinks on the same day.

Therefore, in this kind of procrastination problem, it has always been delayed until the day of the decision.

"I haven't figured it out yet, what about you?"

This rhetorical question made the Ghost Dragon Temple's beautiful teeth stunned, and said with a frown, "I didn't think about it either, Shen Nagi wants to order a good-looking sugar man as a gift.

You say, should I order a nice birthday cake as a gift?"

"It's a bit perfunctory." Shiraishi spoke his mind.

Ghost Dragon Temple's beautiful teeth nodded, and she also felt that the birthday gift she just said was perfunctory, wait, it was obviously her asking, "Shiraishi-kun, where is your birthday gift?"

"Stars in the sky."

"Isn't that a gift from me at the beginning of the year?"

Oniryuin's beautiful teeth and cheeks bulged.

Bai Shi slapped his forehead, but actually forgot about this stubble, and hurriedly said, "Then send the decoration of sea water solidification, which will never evaporate."

"Oh, that's good."

The eyes of the beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Courtyard lit up, and she already had an idea in her heart, so she should give the necklace herself.

After confirming this matter, the burden she had put on her heart was gone, and then she talked about more important things: "Mom asked me to tell you, when will I be able to hold my grandson?

Eleven cribs have been made at home."

"Are you kidding?"

Shiraishi's face was full of shock, he had always thought that the football team was a joke, but it turned out to be true?

Ghost Dragon Temple's beautiful teeth crossed her hands around her chest and said, "If you only give birth to one or two, won't they be too lonely, and there are also gods and gods, Xiao, cough cough."

The Mori character in the back was urgently pressed.

"In short, there is no harm in being lively, Shiraishi-kun, it's not that we can't afford to raise it."

"That being said, I'm not mentally prepared yet."

Shiraishi scratched his head.

"You've been saying this for a few years, if you want me to say, it still depends on luck, if you don't stop it, you can get pregnant."

"How can you not get pregnant three times a day."

Shiraishi complained about the cunning of her strategy, but she could understand the idea that her father-in-law and mother-in-law wanted to hug her grandson.

The beautiful teeth of the Ghost Dragon Courtyard are rich, and the second elder does not need to work, and his daily thoughts are to raise his grandson.

"Okay, try your luck."

Shiraishi no longer refuses and tries to take a brave step.