My girlfriend is Ying Li Li

Then……

"Snapped!"

The folding fan once again made close contact with the top of the head.

Although the sound was loud, it was not painful, but rather itchy.

Hashima Seisuke was speechless immediately: "Why did you hit me again?"

Are you bowing your head because of your feelings just to knock me again? I'm so much taller than you that you can't even hit anyone. I'm really sorry!

If I remember correctly, this is the third time you’ve been knocked on the head today!

Do you still want to be like Patriarch Bodhi knocking on Sun Wukong? Let me go to your room at night to attack you!

It’s a pity that Patriarch Bodhi is not a fourteen-year-old flat-chested girl!

"snort."

Yinzi hummed softly, and the pleasant ending sound drifted far away in the evening breeze, which revealed a bit of the charm that only a girl can have.

"Go back and play chess."

After dinner, Hashima Seisuke and Ginko went back to continue playing chess. He had calmed down by now. He was familiar with all the skills and routines he used to practice shogi. He actually had the upper hand when playing chess against Naniwa Shirayuki-hime.

It can only be said that Hashima Seisuke's previous foundation was indeed very good.

It's probably no problem to become a professional player, but Seisuke Hajima couldn't bear to play around shogi all day long, so this thought just flashed and disappeared.

During this period, cousin Guixiang came in with three more cups of green tea, then knelt down and watched the battle.

To be honest, compared to Shirayuki-hime who is only fourteen years old, Hashima Seisuke actually prefers a gentle older sister like Kiyotaki Katsura. Being taken care of by a beautiful and gentle neighbor older sister is the ultimate dream of every male high school student. !

But there can be no development between cousins...

etc!

Hajima Kiyosuke suddenly paused.

It was a law in the past to prohibit marriage between cousins, but in my memory it is clear that in Japan, marriage between cousins ​​is completely allowed!

"Hey, Kiyosuke, why are you looking at me like this all of a sudden?"

Kiyotaki Guixiang blinked, a little confused, "Is there something on my face?"

"No." Hashima Seisuke shook his head. The thought just now was just a random thought. Naturally, he would not have any dirty thoughts towards a woman he had just known for two hours. "I always felt that the scene just now was very familiar, as if I had traveled through time in an instant. As time passed, we all grew up in the blink of an eye, and Sister Guixiang became a beautiful and gentle sister."

Hajima Seisuke paused: "Well, the silver has not changed much..."

"boom."

Feeling a slight pain in his feet, Hajima Seisuke's foot placed under the coffee table was stepped on by Ginko sitting opposite.

Although his face remained expressionless on the surface, if you look closely, you can see that there is a tiny cross muscle beating gently on Ginzi's forehead. Sure enough, girls care about their age and figure.

"I actually learned to praise girls. Kiyosuke has really grown up." The corners of Kiyotaki Guixiang's lips turned up. Hearing the gentle and beautiful adjective, he was obviously in a good mood, "Hey, Kiyosuke, what's wrong with you?"

Hashima Kiyosuke's expression was a little strange: "No, it's nothing..."

There is naturally floor heating in the room, and the temperature is not very low. According to Japanese habits, after entering the house, you will take off your shoes at the entrance and will not run around the room with your shoes on. In other words, Hashima Seisuke He and Yinzi were both barefoot and without shoes at the moment.

When Ginko kicked him just now, it naturally didn't hurt, but when the skin touched, the soft and delicate touch, like silky milk chocolate, left a very deep impression on Hajima Seisuke.

In a daze, I remembered that when I was in school, I once sat at the same table with a girl, and then I accidentally touched the other person's leg. The silky and delicate touch is still unforgettable.

Yinzi, who was sitting opposite, didn't seem to notice it, but his fingers clearly tightened on the folding fan in his hand.

…

It's half past nine in the evening.

End of an inning.

Hajima Seisuke yawned, "That's it for today, right?"

Guixiang nodded: "The clothes are ready, Qingsuke go take a shower."

"Thank you, Sister Guixiang."

Naturally, I will not go home at this point, and since I was a child, I have lived here a lot of time without feeling embarrassed or inconvenient.

Hashima Seisuke was indeed a little tired now. He got up, took a shower, brushed his teeth, and then walked into his room.

This is a very traditional Japanese-style room. There is no bed, no computer, and no TV. It just has tatami mats on the floor. Fortunately, Hajima Seisuke doesn't recognize the bed. He turns off the light and prepares to sleep.

Then... mobile phones are so fun!

I was very sleepy before, but after lying down, I don’t know why, but suddenly I’m not sleepy anymore!

He was the only one in the room, so he didn't have to worry about disturbing others by playing with his cell phone.

Not long after, a rustling sound suddenly sounded.

Hajima Kiyosuke was startled, turned over and looked around, and sure enough he saw a figure appearing outside the door, with the shadow of a strip clearly in his hand.

Hey, hey, that’s too much!

Why did the daily routine of youth suddenly turn into the atmosphere of a horror movie?

Hajima Seisuke immediately wanted to call someone. The three laws of horror movies are: curiosity kills the cat. If you don’t seek death, you won’t die. No matter who is outside, it’s scary to suddenly sneak in in the middle of the night. !

Unfortunately, before he could shout, the door to the room had been pushed open, and a girl in a sailor uniform appeared outside.

"silver?"

Hajima Kiyosuke was startled and suppressed the words that were about to come to his mouth.

If the shouting attracts uncle and cousin Guixiang, everyone will be very embarrassed.

Then here comes the problem.

Yinzi didn't sleep in the middle of the night, why did he suddenly come to his room?

Is it a night attack?

impossible.

It's not a love story, nor is it a story. That kind of thing can't exist in reality.

Or maybe you hit yourself on the head three times before and now you want to apologize?

That is why Sun Wukong went to Patriarch Bodhi's room, instead of Patriarch Bodhi attacking Sun Wukong at night! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻!

Hajima Kiyosuke hesitated for a moment and did not speak, wanting to see what Ginko was going to do.

The sound of tiny footsteps as nimble as a cat sounded. The girl, who was slender and even thin, did not turn on the light, but silently walked up to Hashima Kiyosuke.

Hajima Kiyosuke secretly opened his eyes a crack. At this moment, in the dim room, it was difficult to find him squinting and peeking.

"stare--"

The silver-haired girl bent over and came closer, and even the faint scent of shampoo hit her nose.

Hajima Seisuke immediately felt relieved.

Hey hey, what are you doing?

Could it be that he really came here for a night attack?

Then……

Chapter 16 The Theater in the Brain

In a dark room.

The silver-haired girl leaned down and whispered, "Kyosuke."

Hashima Seisuke pretended to be asleep and kept silent, wanting to see what the silver-haired girl who suddenly attacked at night would do.

Seeing that Hashima Seisuke didn't move, the silver-haired girl pursed her lips slightly, stretched out her right hand, and landed on Hashima Seisuke's face.

To be precise, on the ears.

Then twist it gently.

"Are you still pretending to be asleep?" There was a hint of coldness in the girl's voice.

Hashima Seisuke had no choice but to sit up straight, "How do you know I'm not asleep?"

Yinzi said: "You said that sleeping before eleven o'clock is a waste of life."

When he spoke, his voice remained calm and the expression on his face remained unchanged, but Hashima Kiyosuke clearly saw the disgust in the other person's eyes.

"Did I say this?"

All right.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he really said it.

It was probably one of the dark histories left behind during the second year of middle school, and it was actually remembered clearly by Ginzi.

Now...it seems like I won't go to bed before eleven o'clock because I can't put my phone down at all.

"What were you thinking about just now?" Yinzi asked calmly.

Hajima Kiyosuke shook his head: "Nothing."

Ginzi narrowed his eyes slightly, picked up the folding fan, and knocked on Hajima Kiyosuke's head again.

Hey, you've gone too far. Your head is not a wooden fish. It's embarrassing to keep knocking it, okay?

"I always feel like you're thinking dirty things."

Hajima Kiyosuke closed his eyes and decided to smash the jar: "I was wondering if you were going to attack me at night."

"..."

It was obvious that a suspicious blush appeared on the face of the always cold Miss Ginzi. The fourteen-year-old silver-haired girl raised her right hand, ready to strike.

Hashima Seisuke sat up suddenly and grabbed Ginzi's wrist.

As a result, when he got up, he accidentally moved the quilt, causing Ginko, who was sitting on the tatami, to tilt and fall into Hashima Kiyosuke's arms. The delicious fragrance of green apple shampoo hit his nose. In addition, there were also There is a quiet body fragrance that is also composed of orchids.

Eyes facing each other.

The air was suddenly silent.

Hashima Kiyosuke clearly heard Miss Ginko's breathing become rapid, and a chill spread, like a cold current from Siberia, sweeping across the entire room, making Hajima Kiyosuke shiver.

I accidentally pushed the cold girl down and was about to get frostbite from the cold. What should I do?

Hajima Kiyosuke's mind was spinning rapidly and he entered the theater mode in his head.

Theater 1: Awakening of evil personality.

"You, how dare you do such a thing?"

There were sounds of surprise and disbelief.

"What is this? You actually threw yourself into a trap. You only have one piece of clothing left on you today, so I lose!"

If you don't do anything twice, you just push hard. Anyway, it's the opponent who secretly attacks you at night, and he always knocks your head, so I'll show you how angry he is.

"no, do not want……"

"Huh, tremble, beg for mercy, cry! It's useless even if you scream and break your throat!"

Anyway, it was the other party who was at fault first, so this plot is quite reasonable, right?

That’s reasonable, your sister!

If you attack a fourteen-year-old underage girl, starting in three years, the maximum penalty is the death penalty, okay? My conscience will hurt!

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻!

Theater 2: Awakening of rebellious personality.

His self-esteem was stimulated by the girl's disgusted eyes, and he suddenly turned on the cold mode, pushed the other party to the ground, and then said duplicitous words: "Stupid woman, don't appear in front of me..."

Hajima Seisuke doesn't think he is very smart, but if his emotional intelligence suddenly goes offline and the situation explodes in an instant, he can't say anything no matter what!

"Let go."

Yinzi spoke coldly, and the temperature in the air dropped again.