【Speed ​​Pine】Color Matching Theory

Scared, scared to death.

Even so, what I blurted out was "Where's the confidence? I'm so nervous", and I let go of the watering can as if I felt hot: "I like to take it so much, so you can take it by yourself."

"Are you sure you want to be so ruthless?"

"To me it's... ah, ah, bastard! Don't spray me all over!"

"Hmph, the eldest male lore's angry water arrow—"

"Go to hell!!!"

As for Xiao Song, if you want to count his flaws, it is really impossible to count ten days and ten nights. He is also a devil and a scumbag. His specialty is teasing his blood brother.

Originally, more than ten years of being together day and night was enough for him to easily develop immunity against all poisons, but recently, this immunity failed.

When everyone went to the bathhouse to sit and rub their backs together, he had to control his gaze not to look over Kongsong and onto the back of the person in front.

After turning off the lights, he gradually got used to sleeping facing the fourteen pine, and he couldn't get too close to the small pine, otherwise the warm breath of that person would keep him awake all night.

In this way, he spent a few weeks in peace. After getting up in the morning, he easily occupied the bathroom as usual, and then stared in the mirror for a long time. This day he was brushing his teeth sleepily, watching Looking at his listless face in the mirror, he wanted to try a different look on a whim.

It's amazing, isn't it, why sextuplets can develop different temperaments.

Empty?Pretending to be like the wind. OK.

A loose?The face of contempt for all beings. OK.

Fourteen pine?Muscular goofy face. OK.

Linden pine?Innocent face. OK.

But... only the slightest trace of Komatsu's charm could not be imitated.It's clearly the same face.

He pinched his own face in confusion for a long time, until Xiaosong dragged his body weakly and walked in, resting his head on his shoulder and yawning continuously.

He easily turned his head away in disgust: "Go, go, wash yourself." The result is that Xiaosong approached him more viscously, as if greedy for the temperature of his neck, rubbing his fluffy hair back and forth against his naked body skin.

"Don't... I'm so tired... Just help me easily." Recently, Xiao Song often cheats like this.

How old is this guy?It's not that cute Miaojiang, why should she expect such preferential treatment? !

While slandering, he vigorously wiped Xiaosong's face with a towel.

"Take it easy! Are you going to murder your brother!"

"Oh, it was discovered."

After removing the towel, Xiao Song could be seen glaring at him angrily.

Yes, it was such a vivid expression, which could not be imitated or copied in the slightest. Perhaps it was because of this that I couldn't help but want to take a few more glances.

He had a feeling that Komatsu was invading all his time little by little, quietly.

Are you kidding, he is going to be a top student, how could he even mess around with him in class.Thinking so easily, a ball of paper hit the back of his head with precision.

When I opened it, it said "It's so boring, let's chat with my brother (???ε???)".

He replied in a relaxed and serious manner: "If you have time to draw kaomoji, it is better to take notes (ノ｀Д′)ノ"

It didn't take long for the ball of paper to pass over again: "The weather is so good, is there still class in the afternoon? Why don't I take you to play small steel balls (￣▽￣)"

Relaxed and a little annoyed: "Don't go. And don't pretend you didn't see what I just said (╬▔皮▔)"

"Go, go, I'm going crazy if I stay in school any longer."

"No. I don't want to repeat it."

This time Xiaosong didn't throw the ball of paper over for a long time, and couldn't help but look back quietly, only to find that the man was puffed up as if he was angry, and had been poking the table with a pencil.

Why are you so childish.Qingqing sighed helplessly in his heart, tore off a page of paper, and wrote neatly, "Go with you after school."

As soon as I kneaded it into a ball, I found that the teacher had frowning and stood beside me at some point. The serious male teacher pushed his glasses and said: "Student Matsuno, you don't want to study well and don't try to influence others."

"..." He was so wronged!

After the teacher walked away, he easily gritted his teeth and turned his head to kill a certain culprit with his eyes. Xiao Song stuck out his tongue at him, not to mention any regrets, he was simply looking at him as a joke!

"Who told you not to cooperate with me, look, have you been taught a lesson?" Even after school, he was still fanning the flames.

He said calmly and patiently: "The class in the afternoon is very important, and you skipped class without a formal leave statement. What should you do if your parents are notified?"

"That's what mom and dad have to worry about." Xiao Song said disapprovingly, "Anyway, they have taken a lot of mess for us."

Qingqing has always disliked his irresponsible attitude, and now he said bluntly: "Why are you so ignorant? How old are you? It's enough to put willful thoughts in your head."

He purposely raised his voice, with an extraordinary momentum. Xiao Song was a little frightened, and smacked his tongue: "Uh...you are just dissatisfied that I have caused you to be scolded. There is no need to put on a show and insist on pulling out some big truths."

Pretentious, this is the top three words that Qingqing dislikes to hear others comment on him, let alone it is said by Xiaosong.He frowned: "I'm just discussing the matter. It's time for you to accept those selfish thoughts, right? Are you happy to cause trouble for your parents?"

Xiao Song sighed: "Okay, yes, yes, you can say whatever you say." He was not too happy, and he didn't want to fight with Qingqing anymore, so he muttered to himself, "If you are nagging like this now, if there is a woman in the future If she is a friend, she probably won't be able to bear being called like that by you."

Originally, he was just casually saying it, but it was another level of irony when he listened to it easily.

He easily stopped the script, turned around and looked at him with suppressed anger in his eyes: "Can you figure it out, who is the most unbearable?" Before Xiaosong could speak, he immediately went on to say, "You Said that I vented my anger because I was scolded? Yes. But who do you think I was scolded because of?"

Xiao Song didn't expect him to get really angry, and at the same time, he knew that it was really his own fault, so he wanted to appease him, and said flatteringly: "Ahaha, don't be angry, I know you are the best, only you never follow I count those."

"Because I don't care about it, you can make an inch of it?"

"..."

"Did I tell you many times not to disturb me during class?"

"..."

"No one can indulge you forever! I also—"

Even if it is me, there will be a day when I have to leave your side!

At that time, who are you going to bother, disturb, and cling to?Will he be like me, even if he doesn't spare you, but he doesn't really care about you?

Halfway through the easy conversation, I couldn't continue to speak anyway, so I could only bite my lip.

"Don't be so serious..." Xiao Song scratched his hair annoyedly, "It's not like I don't know about this kind of thing."

He didn't speak easily.

After a while, Xiao Song laughed at himself: "Okay, I was wrong, and I will only cause trouble for others. You just have to be patient, Mr. Easy, anyway, you will leave one day."

After saying this, he turned around and walked away without taking another look.