If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

He opened his mouth and comforted him in a low voice, afraid of splashing his saliva on it: "Under the snow, it's not a small matter. I knew it was a glass of tap water from the very beginning."

Xue Nai bit her thin upper lip lightly, and the moment she opened her mouth, her lips made a clear "pop" sound, and her big eyes blinked: "How do you know? You came here to take a peek?"

As he spoke, he found that with the movement of his lips, a small drop of crystal saliva fell across the short air and landed on Jingsuke's face, so he stretched out his slender hand like a white dove, and gently brushed Jingsuke's cheek with his delicate thumb. The pads of his fingers dawdled away the drop of saliva.

Kyosuke glanced sideways at Yukino's hand, and then looked back into her eyes: "When you receive the water, the faucet beeps, and when the sound is over, you come out with a glass of water. How innocent am I?" Don’t you know that’s tap water?”

Xue Nai's face suddenly turned red and turned pink and white. Her cute appearance made her talk a little delicately: "You still drink it after knowing it's tap water?"

Kyosuke leaned back on the sofa and looked at her from a distance: "I think our Miss Yukinoshita usually looks rigid, so she managed to be flexible and come up with a prank. It would be too pitiful to be seen through.”

Xue Nai looked away with a "hmph", turned her head to the unoccupied balcony, her snow-white neck was like a cloud of black hair swaying slightly: "I'm not the eldest lady."

Kyosuke rubbed his nose, feeling that Yukinoshita-san, who was acting like a little girl at the moment, was extremely cute, but he didn't quite understand why her focus was on "Missy".

Judging by the tone of the accent on the word "big", isn't there an older sister?

I'm a little curious.

But the point is to quickly change the subject, so that she doesn't know what to think of again, and feels unhappy.

The long sound of "hum..." came from outside the window, and it was a civil aviation plane high in the sky.

"Under the snow, don't look at the plane. Didn't you ask me to explain the content of the book to you? Where are you going to read the book?"

"Oh, yes." Only then did Xue Nai realize that she had just interrupted and it was over, but now that the matter was coming to an end, she felt that she hadn't considered it carefully.

For me, I just open my mouth and ask when I encounter something unclear while reading the book, which is very comfortable, but as for Kyosuke who is waiting by the side, when I have no questions to ask him, I can’t let him just sit there and stare blankly. , I have to find something for him to relax and entertain.

Xue Nao was a little worried, and Bai Nen's brows frowned again, she felt that after getting along with Kyosuke for a long time, she might have added a few wrinkles.

Of course, I'm not blaming him, but objectively speaking about such a phenomenon.

Thinking back again, I don’t have any hobbies at ordinary times, reading books and practicing aikido are almost the same, there is nothing to play with at home, so I can’t go back to the bedroom to dig out a pair of underwear that I just put away Put it in this guy's hand: Come on, take this and play quietly, and talk when I have something to ask you!

Or does this guy prefer the hot one he's wearing now?

Oh, what the hell was I thinking.

In short, "Come to the study with me first." Chong Jingsuke nodded his pointed chin, stretched out his hand to indicate the location of the study, and waited for Jingsuke to stand up and walk to the side before taking him with his long and slender legs. go in.

In fact, the structures of Jingjie and Yukino's two houses are exactly the same, they both have so many rooms and so many sizes, it depends on how you want to use these rooms.

Unanimously, both Kyosuke and Yukino designated this hut as a study.

Stepping into the study room, the scent of ink is misty, and several large antique bookshelves are neatly stacked.

The number of bookshelves is more than that of Jingsuke's house, and about three-quarters of the above are filled with books, which makes the room of the same size feel more crowded than that of Jingsuke's house.

There are two identical chairs in front of the clean and thick desk, with wooden high-back armrests, which looks grand.

Xue Nai pulled out the two big chairs with both hands, and the relaxed movements seemed to be lifting weights lightly: "If you want to read, just find a book to read. You can sit on this chair later."

Kyousuke looked around, his eyes flowed over the books on the bookshelf like water, and then he looked back at the two chairs: "Okay, but why are there two chairs? Don't you live alone?"

"Oh," Xue Nai glanced at him through her big eyes, not paying attention: "One is for sitting, and the other is for feet. The chair I let you sit on is the one I usually sit on."

As she said that, she sat down on the chair where her feet were originally placed with her big white legs under the wrinkled skirt very ladylike.

In fact, the two chairs are not bad.

Xue Nai looked at the frantic cover of "Jiao Mo Dao" in her hand, and her speech speed increased a little undetectably, feeling a little impatient in her heart: "I'll read the book first, you can take a look at it."

With her slender hands, she opened the slightly thick cover, and pressed her fingers along the print near the spine of the book.

Here, Kyousuke looked through the bookshelves one by one. Most of them were foreign literature whose names could not tell what they were written in. They were very different from the library books that he occasionally saw when he went to the service department to find Yukinoshita after school and played tennis.

Probably because it is not easy to carry.

And on the innermost bookshelf, Kyosuke saw some different books.

Rather than a book, it looked more like a hardcover notebook, with a blank spine and no title, and similar notebooks filled the shelves.

Jingsuke took out a book with his fingertips on the top of the spine, and motioned to Xueshita: "Xueshita, what kind of book is this?"

Xue Nai hurriedly glanced at the book in Kyosuke's hand as if her eyes were glued to "Jiao Mo Dao", and then returned to the novel in her hand, without raising her head: "That's my diary."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Kyosuke stopped opening his hand when he heard it was a diary, and planned to put the diary back on the shelf as it was.

"It's okay," Xue Nai turned over a page with her slender fingers: "There is nothing you have to tell others, it doesn't matter if you read it."

"So bright and aboveboard?" Kyosuke was a little surprised: "Then can you tell me what color your underwear is?"

Xue Nai glared at him with twitching corners of Ruhua's eyes: "It's not like you don't know."

Then continue reading.

To be honest, Kyosuke was a little curious about Yukino's diary, and when he heard Yukino said just now, "It doesn't matter if you read it", he opened it cheekily and took a look.

The black font is thin and delicate.

[May [-]th, Sunday is cloudless

The menstruation is coming again, my whole body is a little sore, and I can't exert my strength, so I won't practice Aikido today.

When I was in school, I met a pervert who came to confess my love to me, and threatened to touch my butt, I was so angry that I almost collapsed, I...]

Kyousuke silently closed the thick book, and inserted it in the original place on the bookshelf.