If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

"Bo Dong! You scared me!"

The little girl's thin voice didn't have any ups and downs, but her tone of voice sounded like she was angry.

As if angry = acting like a baby.

Ye Jian slightly bent the corners of his mouth and smiled, the corners of his eyes slightly narrowed into soft arcs, and his voice was clear: "Ah, I want to lift you up to comfort you."

Hearing this, Rumei suddenly puffed up her beautiful little face that looked like a young version of Yukinoshita: "What are you holding so high! I'm not a child."

Ye Jian blinked and blinked the extremely clear green eyes under the strong sunlight. The girl who was hugged by him and her legs were still around his waist had long black hair like Yukinoshita, and her facial features were very similar to our Yukino Classmate, Yejian suddenly felt like she was molesting Yukino who had become several years younger for some reason.

This is Liumei, this is Liumei.Ye Jian murmured a few words in his heart.

So he straightened his slender arms again and lifted the petite girl above his head.

"Raise high!"

154 The Tsurumi Family Is Abnormal ([-])

Ye Jian's brows are full of heroic spirit, but his facial features are extremely delicate. The expressionless face combined with the three words "raise high" without any ups and downs makes Liumei, who is lifted up in the air with her feet off the ground, feel very happy Feel cute.

So the little girl swung her waist again, her legs wrapped around Ye Jian's neck from the front.

It was like riding on his face with a "poof".

This time, Yomi's face was buried on Rumi's soft belly.

The blond boy’s field of vision was as dark as if the sun had been turned off. He felt that the boneless stomach was like a fluffy cotton pillow. His face was sunk in it, and he could even feel the little girl’s stomach moving slightly. .

On the other hand, the middle part of Xiao Liumei's legs, which was tightly attached to the front of her neck, was not only soft but also warmer.

The girl's body is already soft, but the little girl's body is even softer.

In the darkness, Ye Jian heard a gentle female voice: "Liu Mei, come down, Xiao Ye Jian is going to be out of breath."

The voice is very young, not a few years older than Ye Jian's juvenile voice, and his tone is as soft as Ye Jian's "be careful", full of parents' doting.

It feels like Yomi is the father and the owner of the voice is the mother.

Xiao Liumei obediently let go of the legs straddling Yemi's slender neck, allowing Yemi to lift her off her head and gently put her on the ground.

Xiao Liumei walked towards the owner of the voice and whispered, "Mom, I'll take a break."

Ye Jian also turned his head, looking at the "wife" who was sitting on a small bench beside her very ladylike, and looked only in her 20s.

Nanami was wearing only a large dark T-shirt, and she nodded at Rumi with a soft smile on her face.

The big T-shirt worn by Nanami is actually sold and worn as a dress. It is a relatively unconventional style in the dress. It is specially made to look like a T-shirt, but it is actually a dress with an average length. The skirt of the dress is almost the same, reaching up to the thigh.

It's just that from the outside, it looks like she just put on her boyfriend's large T-shirt after taking a shower, and she didn't wear anything else, which is really attractive.

A pair of slender and straight legs protruded from under the T-shirt, and they were together in a ladylike manner.

Nanami withdrew her smooth and slender legs and stood up, and touched Xiao Rumi's head covered with soft black hair with her slender female palm: "Hurry up and sit for a while, you can't even stand still."

Naturally, Liumei and her own mother were not polite, and without a word, they put on a small face and sat on the bench with their little buttocks.

Nanami took the short branch that Rumi handed her, walked towards the center of the open space with her slender legs that appeared more slender after she stood up, and swayed with her steps, slapping the hem of the dark T-shirt on her white thighs alluringly full.

Stopping and standing where her daughter was just now, Nanami raised the branch in her hand and glanced at her. The corners of her light eyes looked like a swordsman who had not been seen for a hundred years. She glanced at Yemi silently looking at her with her dark eyes, and jumped slightly. He raised his sword and handed it out.

"Hey~"

With a "snap" sound, the feet spread apart a step away, jumped up and landed on the same spot, trembled three times up and down on the protruding chest under the thin figure, and leaned forward awkwardly, as if about to take off and fly A stupid pigeon that can't get up, the branch it holds in its hand stretches crookedly.

The stupid and cute look is comparable to Yubihama.

She doesn't look like a wife whose daughter has grown into a beautiful embryo at all.

Due to leaning forward, the big loose T-shirt drooped loosely, and the snow-white shoulders and the thin and shockingly beautiful clavicle thorns were exposed in front of the night meeting, and then in the daylight. The next touch of light-colored bodice looms.

Ye Jian looked away from the clear eyes for a while, but gently held Nanami's smooth wrist with her hand, in case this wobbly and stupid girl—I mean wife—stumbled and fell out.

Nanami raised her head and grinned at Yemi with a crescent-like smile, and stood up straight with his support.

The lovely wife first turned her head to look at her daughter sitting on the small bench. The little girl made a stabbing motion with her empty hand and then turned her wrist, meaning "this is the right thing to do, stupid mother".

Nanami stuck out her tongue and made a grimace at her, then turned her head to look at the handsome young man who had been silent and watching the two with slightly closed eyelids, closed one big eye and blinked mischievously: "See you, Xiaoye, you Teach me too~"

Ye Jian nodded to the lady who was graceful and elegant when she was serious, but like a lively little girl when she was playing, her voice was flat: "It's very simple to say, in fact it's just stabbing out and turning your wrist, but... um... First, Auntie Your posture of holding the dagger is wrong, and then..."

Nanami, holding a branch used for studying in the United States as a dagger, was gesticulating back and forth listening to Yemi's explanation. The extraordinarily slender white legs that stood out under the big T-shirt were mixed together from left to right. She wore sandals with her left foot on the right His right foot was crossed on the left, and the crystal toes under the sandals were shaking up and down restlessly.

According to Ye Jian's explanation, she gestured several times, but her movements were still crooked. She probably couldn't stab someone with a dagger when something happened.

Yejian was not annoyed, Xiao Liumei was like this at the beginning, after he took Liumei by his hand and demonstrated it a few times for her to remember the feeling, didn't it look good just now.

So "Auntie, let me show you a few times, remember that you will be much more proficient."

Nanami nodded her pretty melon-seeded face, and Chong Yejian smiled happily.

A few drops of sweat hung on the tender little nose.

Little Rumi looks like a young Yukino, and Nanami, who is Rumei's mother, is actually somewhat similar to Yukino, but because this lady who is very eccentric in private is too cheerful, it is difficult for Ye Jian to recognize her. It is associated with Yukino who always seems to be owed money by others.

He walked gently behind Nanami, and held Nanami's hand holding the branch with his slender right hand just like when he taught Rumi before.

Thumb on thumb, index finger on index finger, Ye Jian's five fingers corresponded to Nanami's five fingers, moving slightly against his wife's smooth skin, correcting her posture of holding the branch.