Chapter 8: Disgusting
The next day, Shiina Kiri woke up early, and he couldn't help but be in a trance when he looked at the girl in his arms.
It's an amazing country.
Before today, he didn't have any intersection with Aakura Yin, but now she was lying naked in her arms.
The girl slept peacefully, but he was a little uncomfortable. The natural phenomenon of waking up early is already uncomfortable, not to mention holding such a lovely person in your arms.
He felt that he could be called a modern Yanagishita Megumi, and he didn't know how to do it so highly.
Presumably the temptation of a sewing machine?
Turning on Asakura's voice with ease, he got up and walked lightly out of the room.
After a brief wash, Shiina Kiri glanced at the time, seven and four minutes.
He picked up the little white dress in the corner of the bathroom, separated the underwear from the little white dress and soaked it in laundry detergent with hot water for a while, and he simply scrubbed it and put it on the balcony to dry.
After doing this, it was already seven thirty.
After thinking about it, he went into the kitchen and began to prepare today's breakfast.
In fact, before that, he either didn't eat every morning, or went to a fast-food restaurant open 24 hours a day to simply cope.
But from today on, I am not alone, and life must have some sense of ritual.
After simply frying two poached eggs, he ordered two more servings of noodles.
There is no refrigerator at home, so there is no stock of chopped green onions, lean meat, etc., and the cooked noodles look a little greasy at first glance.
After serving them in a porcelain bowl, placing a poached egg on each and placing the two bowls of noodles on the dining table, he turned and walked towards the bedroom.
Why do men who can cook also add three points, right?
This first impression is directly full, right?
Judging from the current situation, his golden finger is somewhat pulled, and he will only give some money, and then there will be pre-hints and post-narration.
and will not let the girl stick upside down to him.
If you want to live a happy life, you have to grasp it yourself.
After thinking like this, Shiina Kiri smiled and opened the bedroom door, but his face suddenly froze.
In the room, Asakura sat on the bed with a pale face, his eyes hollow as if he had lost his soul.
He walked briskly over to the bed and gently shook her shoulder.
"What's wrong? Got a nightmare? ”
Her naked upper body is still naked, but Shiina Kiri can't get up a little lust at the moment.
Just because he saw that Asakura Yin was in a cold sweat all over his body, coupled with his pale complexion, he looked like a drowning person.
Shiina Kirishi pulled the thin quilt to wrap her, and then took advantage of the situation to take her into his arms.
"Don't touch me!"
Asakura said coldly, her body trembling slightly, and she broke free from Shiina Mist's grasp.
"Disgusting."
Shiina Kiri was stunned for a moment, and then fell silent.
After a while, he still draped the quilt that had been pushed away on Aakura's body, but he didn't mean to hug her again.
"It's still a little cold, don't catch a cold."
Aakura didn't answer, still sitting on the bed distractedly.
"I've cooked noodles for breakfast, you can clean up and eat some."
He pointed to the white shirt that was lying beside him, and walked out of the room without looking back.
Aakura silently turned her head to look at his back, until the door was closed, and her heart chuckled.
Shiina Kiri walked to the table and sat down, looking at the two bowls of noodles with poached eggs in front of him and couldn't help but shake his head.
Although he could feel that Aakura Yin's "disgusting" was not aimed at him, he was still a little uncomfortable for no reason.
Anyway, he also stuffed love letters into the shoe cabinet at Yuki High School, why did he make it like a licking dog today.
I got up early and washed her clothes and made breakfast, and I was yelled at when I entered the door.
Uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.