After sending Mina Saya home, Hoshiko Hayano drove to the apartment humming a tune and waited for An Zeliang to return.

Waiting left and right, the drizzle turned into a continuous heavy rain, she still didn't wait, and couldn't help but send a message.

"I'm still at Tamamo's house."

An Zeliang sent a picture of him crouching next to a sliding door with a slightly crooked door frame, with some tinkering tools at his feet or something.

"The door in her house is not very good, so I found some tools and planned to fix it."

Hayano Hoshiko didn't get angry after waiting for so long, and even hooked the corners of her lips and couldn't help laughing.

After all, her profession is a teacher, and she usually cares about the health of her students, and An Zeliang takes care of Yuzao Yuki like this, which just pokes at her preference.

At this time, looking at An Zeliang, who had a little dust on his face on his face, holding repair tools, and looking at the camera with a smile, the smile on Hayano Hoshiko's lips couldn't stop being presumptuous.

My Xiaoliang, a gentle and serious good man, is really the cutest!

"Xiaoliang, then you send me the address, and I'll go over to help now." Hoshiko Hayano immediately made a video call.

"It's raining, it's too dangerous for you to drive here, I'll be worried." An Zeliang's face appeared in the camera, and the thing he told the driver on the way back to Yuzao was to ask the other party to buy some repair materials, and the other party delivered it at this time, and seeing that Yuzao Xing hadn't made dinner yet, he started repairing it first.

But I'm going to sleep here at night, and if I'm not careful, my head is blown by the wind leaking through the door, and it's too much.

"Xingzi, do you have the keys to the house with you today?"

"I've always carried it." Hoshiko Hayano immediately pulled out the car keys and showed An Zeliang the apartment keys hanging on them.

"Well, let's go home and take a shower and sleep first, I'm going to be busy here for a while." An Zeliang said as he lowered his head and repaired the door frame.

He is wearing a T-shirt now, and you can see a little bit of chest muscles between movements, and when the forearm is exerted, there will also be beautiful muscle lines.

Hayano Hoshiko responded in a nasal voice, staring intently at the screen, adjusting her posture from time to time, as if she could see the contents of An Zeliang's clothes.

After five or six minutes, An Zeliang found that the phone had not hung up, and when he looked up, he saw that Hoshiko Hayano was wiping her mouth with a tissue.

"Xingzi, what's wrong with you?"

"Hey, hey, it's nothing, it's just tears coming out of my mouth."

“？” An Zeliang cast a condemning gaze, "I'm working, you're peeking, what's wrong with this world, it's too unfair to boys, I'm going to tremble when I'm angry." ”

Hearing this, Hayano Hoshiko didn't know what attribute he had awakened, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the ruddy tip of his tongue licked his lips, raised his eyebrows, and wanted to smile evilly, but he smiled like a silly one.

"Xiaoliang, can you take off your clothes when you are shivering, I'll see how much you tremble."

“… Pervert! An Zeliang couldn't help but complain.

"I just had tears coming out of my mouth!" Hayano Hoshiko tried hard to defend herself, but she hardened her mouth, and the next sentence was immediately revealed, "Xiaoliang, I just bought you a set of overalls, and it will be there in two days, can you wear it for me?" ”

"Yes, the overalls go well with the black T-shirt." An Zeliang responded casually.

"What do you say?" Hayano Hoshiko blinked her eyes, and her tone was righteous, "You can't wear clothes inside your overalls, and a shoulder strap has to hang down on your shoulder, revealing a looming ......"

"Xingzi, your tears are flowing out of your mouth again." An Zeliang reminded lightly.

"Slip ——!"

Hoshiko Hayano wiped her mouth casually.

"Xiaoliang, what time will you come back in the evening, I feel a little unwell, and I may need you to take care of it."

"Got a cold?" An Zeliang showed a look of concern.

"It's almost, it's just a little bit of local light rain turning to heavy rain." Hoshiko Hayano smiled.

…… Pervert!

An Zeliang almost said this sentence again.

There is also a local light rain turning to heavy rain... This word, the old driver has to find where the car door is for a long time when he comes.

Hoshiko's cheeks were also a little red, and it was the first time she had said such a thing on a video call, although she was a little frightened... But it feels ...... It's so exciting!

Some strange properties seem to be slowly awakening.

Coughing, Hoshiko Hayano was just about to say a few more words, when the camera suddenly flickered, and it seemed that An Zeliang stood up, and Yuki Tamamo's small face appeared in the corner of the screen.

"An Zejun, dinner is ready." The soft and cute voice said softly, Yuzao Xing lowered her eyes and half-hid beside An Zeliang, did not look at the camera, and looked a little scared.

"Tamamo-san, good evening." Hoshiko Hayano took the initiative to say hello.

“… Good evening, Mr. Hayano. Yuki Yuzao found out that it was an acquaintance, so he shyly looked at the camera and smiled, and then chatted slowly with Hoshiko Hayano.

"Hang up first, I'll fix the door, you go home to take a bath, eat and sleep."

"Bye-bye." Hoshiko Hayano deliberately raised her hand and waved.

Putting away the phone, An Zeliang tightened the last screw on the door, and Yuzao Yuki on the side immediately handed over the hot towel, but she was standing behind the side, and An Zeliang was packing up her things and didn't pay attention.

Yuzao Xing thought about it, and simply helped wipe the ashes off her face lightly, An Zeliang looked up at her, she smiled cutely and continued to wipe.

An Zeliang enjoyed it for a while, but soon he couldn't enjoy it anymore, and silently held the slender little hand with the big wrist.

"Xiao Xing, my face is about to be bleached by you."

"Oh..."Yuzao Yuki quickly took back the towel, she didn't know why, as soon as An Zeliang noticed this, her brain went blank, and her memory also declined in stages, and the place she had just wiped was forgotten in the next second, and she wiped it again.

Take a closer look... An Zeliang's face seemed to be wiped white by her, and his skin was about to be broken.

"I, I'll give you a cream."

Yuzao Xing was even more embarrassed, so she hurriedly ran to the bathroom and took a small bag and squeezed it in the palm of her hand, slapped it on An Zeliang's face, wiped it gently, and carefully painted every corner.

"This skin cream smells pretty good, what brand is it?" An Zeliang didn't stop him, he simply sat down on the sofa and concentrated on enjoying the massage of those soft little hands.

Yuzao Yuki put the small bag in front of his eyes and said cutely: "It's a baby skin cream bought from a 100-yen store." ”

The corners of An Zeliang's mouth twitched slightly.

He is an eighteen-year-old senior in high school, is it appropriate to use baby skin cream?

"An Zejun, do you have a headache on your forehead?" Yuzao Yuki saw him raise his hand and rub his eyebrows, and after thinking about it, he knelt on the tatami mat and put on a very standard knee pillow posture, "You lie on my lap, put your head a little higher, and I'll rub it for you." ”

Yuki's house doesn't have a sofa, it's just a few cushions spread on the floor.

Looking at the snow-white and soft thighs under the hem of the pleated skirt, An Zeliang lay down cooperatively, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"It feels... It seems a little too high. ”

"So what?" Yuzao Xing adjusted his posture, feeling a little guilty in his heart, "An Zejun, when I wait for this week's weekend, I will go to buy a sofa." ”

"It's okay, I'll make do with it." An Zeliang nodded, closed his eyes, and soon felt Yumo's soft fingertips massage on his forehead.

After pressing for about five or six minutes, Fukada Katsura wiped his hair and walked out of the bathroom: "Xiaoxing, I'll help you...... Ahem, ahem! ”

Seeing Yuzao Xing and An Zeliang kneeling and lying down, cooperating tacitly and intimately, she was suddenly a little embarrassed, and hurriedly coughed twice, reminding the two that there were still outsiders.

"Miss Fukada, I've already made dinner, and the rice is in the pot." Yuzao Xing lowered his head and looked at An Zeliang again, "An Zejun, do you want to have dinner first, or do you want to massage for a while?" ”

"Let's eat first." An Zeliang said, but his body did not move, still looking up at the ceiling.

"What's wrong?" Yuzao was a little strange, hung her head and asked, her long hair slipped from her shoulders, and a few mischievous strands fell on An Zeliang's face, feeling itchy.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about one thing." An Zeliang sniffed the faint fragrance of the baby's skin cream on the tip of his nose, pillowed his soft thighs, and looked at the half-covered ceiling in his field of vision, and his tone was very calm.

"How can an eighteen-year-old high school junior not be considered a two-hundred-hundred-month-old baby?"

"Huh?" Yuzao Xing didn't understand, looked at An Zeliang blankly, silently understood something else, and a trace of unbearability rose in his eyes.

An Zejun should miss his mother.

After all, An Zejun has been studying in other places for so long, and he should not have felt his mother's warmth for a long time.

"Ahh

At the same time, Hoshiko Hayano, who was lying on Azara's bed, suddenly sneezed, rubbed her nose and smiled.

"Xiao Liang is really, call me when he misses me, and secretly miss me and make me sneeze."

Picking up the phone, Hoshiko Hayano clicked on the keyboard and initiated a message.

"Xiaoliang, say it out loud if you want me, don't be shy!"

"Ding!"

An Zeliang took out his mobile phone and looked at the new news, and there was a photo in the appendix, which was Hoshiko Hayano lying on the bed wearing his shirt, with the quilt between his legs, looking at the camera Yingying, and there was a looming pillow next to him...

An Zeliang silently put down his phone, thinking to himself that this guy Hoshiko Hayano was really born a pervert, fortunately his physical strength was different from ordinary people, otherwise every time he fought to the end, let alone win, he might be directly squeezed dry.

"Ahem, cough, ahem!"

At this time, Fukada Katsura also coughed violently again, she is not a single dog, but because she is too busy with work, she has never been tired of her boyfriend, seeing An Zeliang and Yuzao Yuki looking like an old husband and wife, showing affection without scruples, I always feel that my scalp is numb for a while, and I can't stand it at all.

"Let's go, eat first." An Zeliang stood up, he was also a little hungry.

Yuzao Xing was a little numb in his legs, straightened his legs and slowed down, so he quickly set up the table, brought out the boiled cabbage tofu and pork pot, stretched out the dishes and chopsticks, and beckoned everyone to sit down.

At this time, there was also a knock at the door, and it was Ibuki who came.

"I just thought it was time for dinner." As soon as An Zeliang opened the door, Ibuki Xue smiled and lifted the shopping bag in his hand, "I took a detour to buy some vegetables or something, I don't know if I can change the meal to eat?" ”

"Of course other people's words can, Ibuki-san's words, well... I'm going to take you again. An Zeliang also made a joke.

"Hahaha, if you catch me, can Xiaoliang animate three episodes a day?" Ibuki replied half-truthfully, taking off her shoes and walking into the house.

"One for three, you may not lose, but I definitely lose." An Zeliang shook his head, closed the door and turned around, looking at the three girls sitting around in the living room, and was suddenly stunned.

One for three, does he really lose?

An Zeliang didn't continue to think about it, as a new generation of teenagers who had received education in the Dragon Kingdom, he knew a truth very well.

Practice can produce true knowledge, and whether one for three is a loss or not depends on trying it yourself.

Shaking his head, An Zeliang sat at the table and introduced Tamamo Yuki to Ibukiyuki, Katsura Fukada didn't need to be introduced, she didn't talk much the moment she saw Ibuki, and when she introduced herself, she looked like she was trying to calm down, her face was red, and she ate a meal extremely restrained.

"Ibuki-senpai, can I add your contact information, there are usually some things, I, I want to ask you." When he was about to finish eating, Katsura Fukada was mentally prepared and plucked up the courage to ask.

To Fukada's surprise, Ibukiyuki, who had the highest reputation in society, actually looked at An Zeliang, as if asking for his opinion.

However, An Zeliang was eating tofu intently with his rice bowl in his hand, and he didn't care at all.

"Then add it." Ibuki retracted her gaze and said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, thank you." Katsura Fukada hurriedly took out her mobile phone, and then, she picked up a piece of pork with chopsticks and put it in An Zeliang's bowl.

"An Zesan's position is not convenient for meat, do you want to change seats with me?"

An Zeliang glanced up at her, the title of Sang is actually Ms. So-and-so, Mr. So-and-so, which is generally used to address the honorific title of the same generation.

Fukada Katsura is older than her, and calling him so is actually a very cheap thing in Japan, a country that pays too much attention to etiquette and has deep-rooted cultures.

However, it can also be seen that Katsura Fukada is courting him and feels that Ibuki is subordinate to his relationship.

But Fukada Katsura's idea,It's not a mistake.,After all, Ibuki likes the animation he does too much.,It's his loyal fan.,The kind that makes me happy to be able to pull in a little relationship for the author.,From a certain point of view,The relationship between the two is indeed subordinate.。

"No thanks." An Zeliang did not refuse Katsura Fukada's overtures, and even had some ideas in his heart, planning to implement them slowly and let Tamamo Yuki get rid of these interviewers who came to the door from time to time once and for all.

After the meal, Ibuki begins to accompany An Zeliang to contact the text of the lines, just like in the simulation, but she soon discovers that this behavior is purely superfluous.

An Zeliang is very natural when facing the camera, and the dialogue is also very skillful, Ibuki Xue wanted to make it difficult for him, and suddenly threw out a very sharp question, but An Zeliang just smiled and continued to answer, not panicking at all, and even teasing it humorously.

When everything was over, it was bedtime.

Ibuki was going home, but when she heard that An Zeliang was going to stay overnight, and Katsura Fukada was also going to stay overnight, she thought about it and slept here too.

It's still raining at night, and she doesn't want to drive home a little, and besides, Yuzao is very remote here, so she doesn't have to worry about paparazzi scandals or something.

The narrow living room had to sleep four people at a time, and Yukoya took out all his bedding for summer and winter, which was still not enough.

Ibuki was about to say that she would take a takeaway, but Fukada Katsura was the first to speak with some doubts.

"That's... How can there not be enough bedding? ”

Katsura Fukada pointed at An Zeliang and Yuki Tamamo, and then at himself and Ibuki Yuki, and naturally continued.

"I'm covered with a quilt with Ibuki-senpai."

"An Zesang and Xiao Xing can sleep on a quilt again."

Ibuki was stunned for a moment and didn't speak, while Katsura Fukada didn't react much, she always thought that the boy and girl in front of her were a couple, and it was normal to sleep together.

The three eyes silently looked at the same place.

Yuzao Yuki couldn't help but lower her little head, her hands nervously pinching the hem of her skirt, knowing that everyone would wait for her to reply, her face was flushed with anxiety, and a kitten-like purr came out of her throat.

"Me, my ......"

(End of chapter)