If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

So Kamidai smiled and pushed his red-rimmed glasses, which seemed to be full of the style of a female teacher in Ye Jian: "Then this time I met teacher at night, but it's too much."

Well, the "female teacher" style.

Ye Jian nodded slightly and didn't speak. He didn't know why he always felt that the purple-haired royal sister in a white dress was full of anger. Even though she didn't do anything strange, she always felt a sense of shame.

After a few words, the coffee and dessert were brought up by the waiter. The gods' delicate fingers held the coffee cup, and after a sign to Yejian, they moved closer to his mouth, and his mouth was slightly opened.

Ye Jian also held up the cup, and the white fingers that were clearly different from those of the yellow race contrasted with the white teacup.

He took a small sip.

so bitter……

024 Yukino under the snow will not shake

"dong dong dong"

A rhythmic knock on the door woke Kyosuke, who was sleeping Masaka.

Covering his head with one hand, he sat up from his sofa, feeling a buzzing in his head under the low blood pressure.

In the impression, he parted ways with the gods after he came out of the coffee shop. After a full meal of dessert, he didn't need to go to the porridge shop again, so he went home directly.

After watching the documentary on the sofa for a while, Jingsuke felt more and more sleepy in the steady voice of the narration rhythm. He turned off the TV and fell asleep until now.

He pressed his temples, trying to make himself more awake, when the knock on the door sounded again.

Who, could it be that Tong Nao didn't bring the key?

Jingsuke glanced at the alarm clock on the cabinet. It had been a while since he was out of school. It stands to reason that Tong Nao should have arrived home long ago. Is it a salesman?

So annoying.

Jingsuke stood up staggeringly. The dual effects of low blood pressure and low blood sugar made his eyes glow with white light, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He could only stumble to the corridor as if stepping on the steps of the Eight Immortals. The rabbit slippers are well placed there.

Is it really Tono?

Kyousuke pressed his temples again, tried his best to open his sleepy eyes, and opened the door just as the "dong" sounded again.

Beneath the orange-red burning cloud, a cold beauty with awe-inspiring long hair was wearing a school uniform and carrying a bag, quietly watching her.

Yeah, is my hypotension and hypoglycemia so severe that I'm hallucinating?

Jingsuke was suddenly worried about his own physical condition. Was he malnourished during this time? He closed the door and turned to go back to his room to sleep again.

"dong dong dong dong"

The knocking on the door was much faster than before, followed by a cold voice: "You have the ability to touch people's buttocks, but now you don't have the ability to open the door?"

Kyousuke opened the door: "When did I touch your butt?!"

A sarcastic smile hung on Yukinoshita's handsome face in front of the door: "Have we finally opened the door? We dare to be Mr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

Jingsuke covered his mouth and let out a sigh. The wind blowing outside made him a lot more awake: "Then tell me how I touched your ass, the master of the Unlimited Crystal Palace, classmate Yukinoshita."

Yukinoshita's beautiful eyebrows suddenly wrinkled: "What do you mean? That disgusting name."

Jingsuke leaned on the door frame with one hand: "Then you have to ask the one who was beaten by me, what is it?"

Yukinoshita's black and bright eyes moved slightly, as if thinking about who the guy who was beaten by Jingsuke was. In the end, he didn't know whether he remembered it or not, and his eyes continued to stare at Jingsuke: "Put this aside for now. I didn't You said you touched my ass, but you should have touched other people's ass? Kosaka-san."

Kyousuke's still-unawakened brain read it for a while before he remembered that he seemed to have involuntarily touched Yubihama's buttocks, soft, plump, and Q-bomb.

but……

"I didn't put my hand in her panties!"

"When did you say you put your hand in her panties? Me."

Yukinoshita stroked her forehead with one hand, and she could tell that the guy with the hair like a chicken coop in front of him probably hadn't woken up yet.

The thin lips were pursed lightly, and Yukinoshita smoothed the black hair beside her forehead: "Forget it, that's not the point. Isn't Kosaka-san going to let me in? Or is there something shady inside. "

Jingsuke frowned, naturally there was nothing to hide, but he couldn't understand the purpose of Yukinoshita's coming, and if he wanted to enter the house, he would obviously have to talk at length.

But at this point, he had to turn his side and let Yukinoshita, who should have come just after school, enter the corridor, and then saw the eyes of the neighbor's aunt who came back from shopping.

I remember you!The last time you went to the porridge shop with Tong Nao, you also had the same expression!

Jingsuke grinned, stretched out his hand and closed the door, and pointed at Yukinoshita, who was quietly waiting at the door, to Tongno's rabbit slippers: "You should wear this."

Yukinoshita hesitated, as if wondering why Jingsuke's house had such cute slippers, but after all, it wasn't a big deal. She still took off her little leather shoes and put her little feet wrapped in black silk into the slippers.

Kyousuke sighed again, greeted Yukinoshita into the living room, and told her to wait on the sofa before turning around and heading to the kitchen.

Yukinoshita looked at the tidy room, and then looked back on the sofa. There were a few black hair scattered on one side of the light-colored sofa. After feeling the temperature under the buttocks, she judged that Kasaka Kyosuke was sleeping here just now. of.

Seeing that Jingsuke hadn't come out in the kitchen, she raised her voice, but her flat voice couldn't be described by "shouting": "Kosaka-san, don't prepare anything for me, I'll leave after I'm done."

"It's okay, just pour a drink."

Kyousuke turned off the faucet while responding, and picked up the paper cup that was just placed under the faucet.

Then he went back to the living room, put the paper cup on the coffee table in front of Yukinoshita, and sat on the other side.

Yukinoshita glanced at the paper cup, and the tap water that had just spewed out of the faucet was still bubbling.

Probably Sprite.