Dimensionality Reduction! Two-dimensional!

After taking the rice bowl, he smiled slightly, and was about to pick up the chopsticks on the table, when he heard the girl ask him to help, and the apron was accidentally knotted in the back.

"Really."

The young man stood up and walked behind her. Just as he was about to untie her hands, he suddenly noticed that the back of this guy's neck seemed to be covered in dense beads of sweat because the kitchen was very hot: "Don't move, I'll wipe it off for you first." wipe the sweat..."

After all, I went to the bathroom and got a white towel with a cute bear pattern on it.

The girl squinted her eyes comfortably. Because of the heat, her little face was blushed twice. Feeling the wind blowing in from the window, she opened her hands comfortably, and also felt the young man's careful movements behind her and the itchy feeling on the back of her neck. I don't know what happy thing I thought of, so I chuckled.

The sweat has been wiped off, but the boy's arms wrapped around her slender waist without knowing when, and his head was also gently rubbing around her shoulders and neck. The hot breath made her feel limp and unable to lift up .

"True search..."

The ending was long, coquettish and touching, which made him hold his hands even tighter, and he let out a nonchalant "hmm" with his snort, which was regarded as an answer.

Putting his hands on her flat belly, he carefully felt the heat that belonged to her. The stubborn and strong girl in his arms belonged to him at this moment.

"First... let's eat first, okay?"

It has a small voice and is more cute than a cat.

The boy hugged her and refused to let go, and asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry?"

"Um……"

A playful look suddenly appeared in his eyes: "I am also very hungry, but now I want to eat you more... Meiqin, what should I do?"

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Ten shifts in the morning and ten shifts in the afternoon, just one more shift than H Luo...

Just want to be more H than H Luo...

Rewarding blades or something-let's go, let's go, it's so difficult, life is getting more and more difficult.

Chapter 129 Chapter 12 I'm in Love, I'm Perverted

Love means that you don't need each other's explanations, you don't need to talk too much, you don't need nonsense, and you don't need to make publicity.

It is the most gentle, comfortable, carefree, and beautiful artistic conception, and it is the most hearty feeling.

A poet named Browning once said: "He glanced at her, she smiled back at him, and life suddenly woke up."

Leaving aside for the time being that it contains the fearful thing of seeing who is pregnant, just from the artistic conception, this sentence is actually praising love.

The childish wish of "holding your hand and growing old together", the emotion at that time should be one of the purest and most noble emotions of human beings.

Don't doubt when you hold hands, and give your heart when you hold hands.

Among all types of love, the indifferent and green love of teenagers and girls should be regarded as the most satisfying.

Yes, I use the word contented, not intoxicating, not charming, not epic, not rich.

I like this girl very much, her beauty satisfies my heart, so I am very satisfied.

Unknowingly, Miqin turned around and raised her head. She was a little shorter than him, and at this moment, the top of her head could only touch his chin.

After being at a loss for a while, the two arms finally hugged him resignedly, and the small hands clenched into small fists because of tension.

Zhenxun exhaled contentedly, the huge sense of fullness made his usually indifferent face throb.

He likes her.

A long time ago, he knew that he liked her.

She used to be careless, careless, and didn't know how to comb her hair, so she cut off half of her hair in a fit of anger.

In that spring, in the courtyard filled with the fragrance of cherry blossoms, the little boy cut a simple hairstyle for her, and then combed it with his hands to straighten her out.

"Although I really like to see your waist-length hair, but since you find it troublesome, then that's fine."

"True search..."

"Lang rode a bamboo horse, and went around the bed to grow green plums. Living together in Changgan, the two children have no suspicions. Fourteen is a gentleman's wife, and I have never felt ashamed... Meiqin, you are seventeen this year, right?"

The girl's voice was very low, and she, who was unrestrained and strong, couldn't help becoming obedient like other girls in love at this time: "Well, there are still a few days..."

"I remember it was the fifteenth of April."

"Um……"

Under the scattered Liuhai, there is a pretty face blushing and happy.

There is a person who always remembers his birthday, and will say happy birthday to himself every year on his birthday.

The girl's palms were full of sweat.

"It's a pity that we were already on the opposite continent at that time... How about we wait a few more days to celebrate your birthday, and then fly directly to Moscow?"

The girl in her arms gave a nasal "hmm".

Speaking of this, Misaka Mikoto suddenly looked up, a little awkward: "I remember you said you were going to meet your pen pal?"

"Well, a very serious person."

Guessing what she was thinking, he tightened his hands, and lowered his head close to her cherry lips: "Don't worry, I'm a dedicated person, so now write your ownership on me, so that other women can face difficulties Retire—and, not only am I hungry, I'm also thirsty..."

"...If you kiss, your lips will hurt, right?"

Where did you learn this common sense, Mikoto?

Really, it's those little girls in class who admire you very much...

The girl lowered her head, not knowing what expression she had on her face: "It will definitely be very uncomfortable..."

Zhenxun is also suffering now, suffering from thirst, so he lowers his head, and the lips of the two are pressed together, and they separate after a few seconds.

"How-how?"

The teenager was a little worried and apprehensive.

Meiqin blinked and blinked her big eyes, still reminiscing about the instant warmth just now: "Well... Sure enough, it's normal."

Turning his head to one side, he stammered: "It's still... a little hot."

The boy kissed again, staying for a few minutes longer than last time, his heart almost jumped out: "Then what now?"

"Um……"

………………

"I'm in love..."

He wrote this on the paper. This is a letter to his American pen pal, Mael Belle Hearn. The tone at the beginning seems a bit like Goethe's famous novel "The Sorrows of Young Werther".

Boy Shinhiro wrote the following text in a chant-like tone, which is Japanese by the way.

"I know you can understand Japanese, it's not that I don't know English, I just don't want to hurt you."

"Okay, once again, I am indeed in love. Fate arranged for me to be involved in some emotional entanglements, isn't it just to make my heart panic all day long? It's not my fault, right? In Japan, there is no puppy love Saying, ah, sorry sorry, because I was a little excited, I also became a nonsense group like you."

Under the light, the young man who was writing at the desk looked at the moonlight outside the window, and the moonlight caught his eyes, and he smiled softly, and continued to write: "I once maliciously guessed that you were a very casual woman—I'm sorry, This is not something a gentleman should say. Realizing that I have grown a step further, I sincerely apologize to you..."

His eyes paused for a moment: "If you must express it in poetry, then you can understand that from tomorrow on, I will be a happy person, put down my studies and books, and travel around the world with my girl. From tomorrow From now on, my empty heart will be filled, please congratulate me, my dear friend."

While he was writing the letter, a person came to Moriya Shrine.

A little blond loli with twin ponytails.

He looked about ten years old.

"Little sister, are you lost?"

The kind-hearted Sanae held the child's hand worriedly, and looked at Yamashita: "It's hard to find your parents at this time...Little sister, do you remember your mother's phone number?"

The pink little girl blinked her big cute eyes, nodded cutely, and her motherly voice made the girl mad, and she wanted to hug this little guy: "Mom doesn't want me..."

Sanae frowned in dissatisfaction: "How can there be such a mother... By the way, little sister, I haven't asked your name yet."

Little Loli narrowed her big eyes, and gave a hey laugh: "I'm calling you Xiaoyu..."

An hour later, Dongfenggu Sanae lay peacefully on the bed and fell asleep peacefully.

The small figure walked calmly into the main hall of Moriya Shrine.

Her face was no longer the cuteness and childishness just now, only a faint smile, and there was a terrible ferocity in the smile, which belonged to monsters.

A childish voice sounded in the dimly lit hall: "I remember you, Yasaka Kanako, a powerful god under Amaterasu in the past—"

Pointing to Suwa God with her tender white finger: "I don't remember that."

Kanako's voice did not have the laziness and laziness of the past, only deep coercion and bone-chilling calmness: "What should I call you?"

"The nine-tailed fox demon in the cholera world, Yuzaoqian? Or Qingminggong's mother—the feather fox?"

Chapter 130 Chapter 13 It's not easy for this fox...

The little girl is very cute, she has a kind of natural temptation in her body, she doesn't deliberately seduce men, but inadvertently reveals a kind of naivety and cuteness.

Both men and women are attracted to it.

This is the talent of the fox in Qingqiu, the darling of nature.

In the country of Qingqiu, there are many jades in its yang, and green malls in its yin.

There is Beast Yan, whose shape is like a fox with nine tails, and whose voice is like a baby.There is Niaoyan, whose shape is like a dove, and its sound is like ah, its name is Guan Guan, and it will not be confused if you wear it.Yingshui flows out, and the South China Sea pours into Zeyi Ze.Among them there are many red 鱬, whose shape is like a fish but with a human face, and its sound is like a mandarin duck, and it is not scabies to eat it.

—— "Shan Hai Jing"

That's why Sanae brought her back to her room unsuspectingly. As a present god, no matter how natural she was, she would notice that Tamamo appeared completely illogical. How could she feel pity when she met?

But God is different.

The shimenawa rope behind Yasaka Kanako has turned into a round of clear moon, and eight thick heavenly pillars are looming in the surrounding space. When Yasaka God is in full bloom, the eight heavenly pillars support the sky and descend to the nine secluded worlds. .