My Love Routine is Too Anti-personal

The curtain of the locker room was not closed, and Shiraishi Zexiu could still see outside, but no one came here, otherwise the situation would be even more embarrassing.

"Do you want not to be held?" Su Wo Wulian looked at Bai Shi Zexiu eagerly and asked.

"Tell me about the president's request." There was a little smile in the voice.

"Ah~"

The mouth opened slightly, much smaller than when eating in the afternoon, and the pink tongue and white and neat teeth appeared in front of Bai Shi Zexiu again.

"I want a delicious reward."

"Understood, I will invite you to have supper later." Shiraishi Zexiu nodded, expressing 'understood'.

"Ah~"

Su Wulian ignored Bai Shi Zexiu's pretending to be stupid, hugged her tightly, and continued to open her mouth.

"No, it's irresponsible to do these things without knowing the outcome of the future."

"It doesn't matter, I am willing." Su Wo Wulian pondered for a while, "Bored Lord is also willing."

"And no matter what the future holds, I know what will happen to me." It seemed to be a wrong sentence, but Su Wulian said it very confidently.

"Hmm~" Su Wo Wulian moved a little closer, her two cherry-colored lips reflected a beautiful luster.

A scene where there is no choice, the curtains of the dressing room are drawn.

--

When the curtain was pulled open, the swimsuit on Su Wo Wulian was already tied up.

"How about this one?" Bai Shi Zexiu took a picture of the girl in the mirror.

"Group photo." Su Wo Wulian did not answer, but took the phone over, and the hand that was about to reach out stopped in mid-air, "I forgot, I can't hold it today."

"Is it just today? Can it be two days?"

"No." Su Wulian rejected Bai Shi Zexiu's proposal, thought for a while, pulled Bai Shi Zexiu to sit on a chair in the dressing room, and took a group photo.

"This little birdie suit is the most suitable. Hers is the biggest. Wait for Baishi to help me bring one for her."

"What about the size?" Shiraishi Zexiu only knows about big and big, and he doesn't know anything about the specific values ​​of ABCD.

"I know."

After finishing speaking, Su Wo Wulian took Shiraishi Zexiu's mobile phone and browsed all the swimsuit photos taken today.

"Do you want this one?"

"Which one?" Shiraishi Zexiu turned his head to the side, and what he saw was a two-piece swimsuit with a skirt, with lotus leaves falling down on the edge of the dress, covering the beautiful curves.

"I think it's fine."

In fact, Shiraishi Zexiu thinks that any of them is good. The beauty and breasts are the key to a good-looking swimsuit.

"Then this one." Su Wo Wulian nodded in satisfaction, "Help me untie the ribbon."

It was another charming touch, Su Wo Wulian's skin was smooth and elastic, and the touch felt as comfortable as dipping into warm water in winter.

--

Two swimsuits cost nearly [-] yen, and the two left the shop amidst the sound of "welcome next time" at the front desk.

Didn't go shopping anymore - Su Wo Wulian knew that Shiraishi Zexiu didn't like him.

The two walked to the street, the atmosphere of the cultural festival was not strong, but scattered in every corner.

"Over there, someone is writing calligraphy, do you want to take a look?" Shiraishi Zexiu's height, over the gathered crowd, saw what was going on inside.

"it is good."

No matter what it is, as long as there are two people, it will definitely be this answer.

"...Kan'ei's three strokes: Konoe Shinyin, Kiami Koetsu, and Shokado Akijo, they are the three calligraphy wizards who appeared in the Momoyama era..."

The host on the stage is explaining Japanese calligraphy to the audience gathered around.

On the side under the stage, brushes and calligraphy paper are provided for everyone to write for free. If you write well, you can hang them on the booth here.

"... At the beginning of the Meiji era, Chinese Yang Shoujing came to Japan. He introduced the Chinese style of calligraphy from the Six Dynasties to Japan, like a spring breeze blowing into the Japanese calligraphy world. Therefore, Japanese calligraphy began to respect individuality, Genre inheritance develops in the direction of focusing on free expression..."

"Oh, let me tell you, our calligraphy has already surpassed theirs..." A middle-aged man standing beside him murmured to the people around him.

Su Wo Wulian pulled Bai Shi Zexiu's arm.

"What's wrong?" Bai Shi Zexiu looked at her, feeling the stars in her eyes.

No wonder there are no stars in the sky, they are all here.

"Want...Do you want to spray him? I can type, and then Shiraishi will tell you."

"Ha~ Do you want to relive the scene where the two of us really met for the first time?" Shiraishi Zexiu asked with a smile.

"Ok!"

"No, we have to pay attention to our image in reality, and he will be punished."

【You have used【Unlucky Card】】

"Let's go, President, let's do some calligraphy."

"Ok!"

--

On the booth, another new calligraphy post was hung up. Strangely, there were two fonts on one post:

"If there is no review, why will there be so many days? At the end of the day, should you pick chrysanthemums on the ninth day?" Majestic and majestic fonts.

"I want to walk together on the solstice, but I don't know if it will be sunny or not. It's very comforting to wait and return." Juan's familiar and elegant font.

In the Japanese style of calligraphy, this one seems a bit out of place.

The masters who wrote it walked side by side to another place where the crowd gathered.

Exquisite street lights, bright lights, and two people side by side are a very good composition for a photo, but unfortunately no one took a photo.

===Chapter [-] He sleeps with her in an embrace【Ask for a monthly ticket】===

The setting sun in front of me was orange red like fire, but it was not warm at all, and the evening wind flowing in from the window was a little chilly.

The red clouds in the sky are like the random strokes of Soga Wulian or Ichiyo Chiyo, absorbing the rays of the sun alone.

The sun in Bai Shi Zexiu's eyes has changed from a complete one to only half of it now.

He turned his head slightly, but the girl scolded him: "Don't touch the baby dog!"

"Hi~Hi..." Shiraishi Zexiu replied weakly, and continued to look out the window.

Today is November [-]th, Friday. In the classroom of the High Heels Research Department, Shiraishi Sawahide acts as the painting object of Kazuyo Chiyo and Soga Kirren.

The reason is very simple, this is their art class homework - to draw a portrait, Shiraishi Zexiu, who has no human rights, has no way to refuse.

"Be a model, be a model. Don't ask me which one looks better after the two of you finish painting." Bai Shi Zexiu vaccinated herself in advance.

"I didn't plan it at first, so I'll ask later." Ichiyo replied after drawing carefully on the drawing board.

"Baishi doesn't want to be asked, so I won't ask, but I know the result." Su Wo Wulian said softly.

"So I, you know, it's the ending that I must win." Squeezing out new white paint, Ichinyuchiyo said to the girl beside him.

"Arrogant people have always been like that."

......

Bai Shi Zexiu was in a trance, the moderate wind gently shook the curtains of the activity room, and the setting sun cast a pale yellow halo on his body.

You are still arguing with each other next to your ears, with the smell of gunpowder, but it is not so strong that you need to stop it. This space actually makes Shiraishi Zexiu feel very comfortable, as if he can stay forever.

--

"Ok?"

I couldn't stay any longer, not even Ichinuri Chiyo and Soga Kirren, when Shiraishi Zexiu's stomach growled for the second time, he asked with difficulty.

"It's okay if you don't finish the painting, can you give me some snacks first?"

"Quickly, right now."

Shiraishi Zexiu sighed, their "soon" and "immediately" are the same thing as the boys' "I can't get in". I have heard it many times today.

The night is gradually spreading in Tokyo, the moon has not yet appeared, and the street lights on the campus emit a soft warm yellow light.

"I'm fine." "I'm fine too."

The redeemed Shiraishi Zexiu let out a long sigh of relief, and fell straight from his seat on the carpet.

"You're wearing shoes, so don't get them dirty."

"I don't have the energy to take care of this anymore. Throw me a bag of biscuits."

"Here, Shiraishi." Su Wo Wulian squatted beside her, her school uniform skirt blocking everything, and handed Shiraishi Zexiu a box of biscuits.

"Look at your prospects." A bag of potato chips flew towards Shiraishi Zexiu following the words.

"..."

Potato chips are meant to be eaten with biscuits, and a bite of potato chips with biscuits is the correct way to eat.

"How is the painting?" Shiraishi Zexiu got up from the carpet with a little more strength, walked to the two people's drawing boards, and asked, "Did you draw one-thousandth of this handsome guy's beauty?"

The two turned the drawing board in one direction, facing Shiraishi Zexiu.

"As long as they want to do something, they will definitely be able to do it well."

This is Shiraishi Zexiu's first thought. The two paintings are oil paintings, and it is impossible to carve every detail finely, but different colors, with rich layers, can vividly tell everyone who sees it. This is A beautiful boy embraced by the sun.

"That's right, I have a bit of charm." Bai Shi Zexiu nodded in satisfaction, "If you didn't want to hand in the homework, I would have taken it myself."

"Take it." Ichinirichiyo said indifferently, Suga Wuren was already tearing off the masking paper around the drawing board, and handed it to Shiraishi Zexiu.

"Isn't this... homework?"

"It's homework, but you don't have to hand in this one. There are still so many days left. Just draw it casually. The grade is not important."

"It's the art grades that don't matter." Shiraishi Zexiu's kind reminder got Chiyo's eyes.

"Then I'll take it."