[Comprehensive] This guardian is a bit sad

Aomine Daihui, male, 17 years old, besides playing basketball and catching crayfish, his biggest hobby is to read Xiao Mai's photo album, and just tonight, because of an inexplicable text message, he almost put Xiao Mai The coloring page of Sexy/Sexy European School is torn up.

The photo in his hand was pinched and deformed, Qingfeng stared at the text message on the screen of the mobile phone, his dilated pupils seemed to be staring at two words in it.He reconfirmed the sender and mobile phone number, and it was indeed Hina Senyameng's fault, so the text message he read now was not a hallucination.

Although Aomine looks tall on the outside, with a vicious face, in essence he is just an innocent magician who likes to look at women.

That's right, the 17-year-old Aomine is still a magician who has never even touched a woman's hand. Of course, Momoi Mayzuki, who can only use violence against him, does not belong to the category of women in his opinion.If it was a woman who sent this text message, Qingfeng might be secretly happy, but the other party is a man, just like him, he will bring a real man.

Aomine forked out the text message tremblingly, opened the address book with trembling hands like a sieve, and found the name of Nina Senya Meng.

Calm down, calm down...Maybe it's just that this guy's hands are trembling and trembling wrongly. At this time, just make a phone call to find out...

Press that name, the screen displays "Connecting", Qingfeng puts the phone to his ear, the sound of "Didi" in the receiver is like a drum beating on his heart, for some reason, Qingfeng's heart is at this moment There was a strange sense of anticipation.

The sound of "Didi" in the receiver stopped, Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat, and the question that was rehearsed in his mind was about to be blurted out, but the voice from the receiver was like a basin of cold water pouring him into a daze.

[Sorry, the user you dialed has shut down, please wait——]

Before the sweet female voice could finish, Qingfeng slammed the phone on and threw it aside, and collapsed on the bed with a dead face, his favorite little linen was crushed into a ball under his legs.

That bastard Rinasen... Did he cut off all his escape routes? !

Gradually calming down, Qingfeng sat up straight, and began to analyze the matter with his limited IQ.Excluding the possibility of Ri Naisen trembling and typoing, could it be said that this guy sent the message to the wrong person?

"It's not right... It's still marked with 'black leather', so it can't be sent to others." Qingfeng murmured, thinking that this text message was not sent to others, he was slightly relieved, "Speaking of it ...What do you do between men and men?"

Replacing the usual dream with Rinasen and imagining it, Qingfeng only felt a burst of heat rising upwards, and his nose was hot, which was different from the feeling when watching Xiao Mai's photo. Qingfeng was surprised to find that the object was replaced by a man According to Naisen's words, he didn't feel disgusted and disgusted, but rather... Uneasy and looking forward to it.

Staring blankly at the night outside the window, his head, which is usually filled with basketball, started to work slowly. In the end, Aomine resigned himself to picking up the phone, opened the address book and found the name of Momoi Wuyue, and was about to ask his young tame dye for help.

The call was connected quickly, and Momoi's voice sounded slightly resentful, "You actually called at this time...do you know what time it is?"

"Cough...you haven't slept yet."

"Just about to go to bed, bastard! If there is nothing important, you will be dead in the basketball team's training next week!"

This time it was rare that he didn't quarrel with Momoi, Qingfeng began to hesitate, Momoi couldn't hear the response for a long time, he was thinking that this black skin would call her in the middle of the night to play with her, and when he was about to put down the phone and go to bed, Qingfeng's awkward voice finally came from the opposite side.

"Then what... do you know men and men... how about that?"

"...Huh??" Hearing Aomine's intermittent speech, Momoi almost threw out the mask he had just torn off, "What did you say??"

"It's just that guy Nathan sent me an inexplicable text message... saying that he wants to talk to me—"

After hearing what Aomine said in shame, Momoi's face went blank for a few seconds, his peripheral nerves twitched violently, and then he twitched his forehead and yelled at Aomine who was facing him: "Da, you bastard paranoid!!!"

With a "snap", Momoi angrily pushed the phone away and threw it aside, ignoring the stunned Aomine who was suddenly scolded on the opposite side.

"What are you doing, Wuyue, this woman..." Qingfeng looked at the phone that was suddenly hung up inexplicably, and let it go if he didn't listen to him, and was scolded, as expected, this kind of thing is not suitable to discuss with this woman.

Now Qingfeng lost his mind, and then clicked on the text message and read it for a while, suddenly flashed in his mind the face of Ri Naisen who likes to tease him wantonly with Wuyue, Qingfeng suddenly felt——

He seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

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Yameng got up early on Sunday. She opened the closet and found a black sportswear that she seldom wears. After putting on the clothes, Yameng picked up the mobile phone that had been charged all night. The screen lit up and popped up. Yameng was taken aback by the large list of unread messages. After opening them one by one, she found that they were all missed calls and text messages from Qingfeng and Momoi.

"What's the situation with these two people..." Yameng muttered, Qingfeng called him, and the rest were from Taojing.

Clicking on the text message from Momoi, Yameng was almost scared by the red and bold fonts all over the screen and threw the phone out.

【Ya Mengjun! ! !If that bastard Ah Da said something strange to you tomorrow, you must ignore him! ! 】

[Of course, if you do anything strange to you, kick him hard and don't show mercy!That bastard Ah Da is broken! ! 】

[Yameng-jun, are you asleep?When you wake up tomorrow, do what I tell you to do!Good night! 】

...Qingfeng, what did you do to make your family feel so deeply hated.

First, I sent Qingfeng the time and place of the meeting this morning. Although Yameng was a little confused about what happened between those two people last night, it should have nothing to do with him...

After washing up, I went downstairs. There was no one at home all day today. Mom and Dad took Yashi to the hospital to see a dentist. This little guy has been eating sweets lately. He had a toothache last night. Grandpa Tezuka just gave it to her. The box of chocolates was successfully obtained by him.

On the dining table in the living room was a steaming omelet rice and a cup of hot milk. Xiaosi who was preparing breakfast floated out of the kitchen wiping her hands.

"Good morning, Yameng-jun."

"Yo, good morning."

Yameng pulled out the chair and sat down to finish the breakfast that Xiaosi had prepared for him. Xiaosi fell on his shoulder and helped him comb his messy hair.

"Why didn't you go to the Royal Garden today?" Yameng asked.

"Occasionally, I have to stay with Yamengjun at home." Xiaosi touched Yameng's soft hair and said warmly, "Where is Yamengjun going today? Why are you wearing this suit?"

"Well, I have something to do today."

After drinking the last sip of milk, putting the plate into the sink to clean it, Yameng picked up his backpack and packed the key phone, then said to Xiaosi: "Want to come with me?"

"Won't it be seen by others?"

"Ann, you know the person you are going to meet today."

Wen Yan Xiaosi sat on Yameng's shoulder with peace of mind and went out with him.The fresh air in the morning made Yameng stretch comfortably. She usually only gets up early when she goes to school. It is rare to breathe such fresh air on weekends.

"Jun Yameng seems very happy?" Xiaosi noticed the smile on Yameng's face all the time.

"Huh? No." Yameng shook his head, just feeling comfortable to breathe the fresh air in the morning, and there was still a tough battle with Qingfeng to fight next.

Arriving at the street basketball court that he had made an appointment with Qingfeng on time, Yameng saw the tall figure leaning against the fence net and waiting from a distance.Immediately walked in and patted him on the shoulder, Yameng said in surprise: "You came so early?"

Qingfeng's back stiffened suddenly, and then he turned around slowly. Yameng just wanted to tease him, but was startled by the sluggish look on his face.

"Wow, why did you go last night, your complexion is so bad." Yameng said dumbfounded.

"Whispering, it has nothing to do with you." Qingfeng rubbed the sore back of his neck impatiently, his hoarse voice made him feel uncomfortable even hearing it.

His eyes never dared to look at Yameng. Qingfeng, just as he thought, tossed and turned on the bed without sleep all night. Apart from his sluggish face, his eyes were also black and blue. Of course, his skin was too dark to be seen. .

Before deciding how to speak to Yameng, Qingfeng pursed his chapped lips and pondered in tangled thought, when a refreshing green color suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Xiaosi, who was lying behind Yameng's collar, immediately floated happily when he saw Qingfeng come over.

"Aomine-kun~ Long time no see."

Qingfeng stared blankly at the green sweetheart floating in front of his eyes, subconsciously raised his hand to greet him, "Oh, oh...it's you, long time no see."

He knew Xiaosi, and had met him several times before, but this guy Rinasen wanted to be with him... so what?Why bring this little thing with you?

Just about to ask Yameng, but the other party has already walked into the court and picked out the basketballs in the basket. After picking up one of them, Yameng tossed the basketball in his hand and weighed it. Turning around, he was about to call Qingfeng in, but I saw that guy looking at the basketball in his hand with an inexplicable expression on his face.

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Yameng raised his eyebrows, "Come here, hurry up and make a quick decision before I'm sleepy."

Qingfeng looked at Yameng's movement of shaking the basketball with a dazed expression, and while he was not sleepy, he made a quick decision... It sounds like something, but why... hold the basketball? ?

It was only then that Qingfeng noticed that Yameng was wearing a black sportswear. With the movement of his fingertips spinning the basketball, Qingfeng suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"You...why did you ask me out today?" Qingfeng asked in a difficult tone.

"Of course I asked you to come out to play basketball? Or else?" Yameng asked strangely, completely forgetting the typo in the text message with trembling hands last night.

"..."

Qingfeng fell silent, and walked into the court with impatience under Yameng's impatient urging, but he didn't notice that the railing under his feet stumbled, and his body after long-term training quickly reacted and stabilized his figure. Although there was no humiliating fall, the contents of his pockets fell out.

The box in the pocket fell out with a crackle, and slid directly to Yameng's feet. He squatted down and picked it up curiously. Qingfeng immediately changed his face and was about to rush over to snatch the box, but Yameng had already seen the gaudy packaging. name on the box.

"Ultra-thin, soft, smooth, more considerate...?"

After reading the slogan above in a low voice, Qingfeng's face has become unlovable, which is in stark contrast to Yameng's frozen expression.

No need to look at the product name on the back of the box, just this slogan, even if he is mentally retarded, he should understand what is in the box.

Suddenly remembered the text message Momoi sent him just now, she was right, the bastard Aomine Daiki was broken.

He thought that today he would smash Qingfeng's dog's head with the basketball in his hand.

The author has something to say:

Qingfeng Daihui, male, 17 years old, died.The reason is that the brain hole is too big to think too much.

Touching the black dog's head distressedly, I struggled all night and even bought everything, only to find that I was thinking too much (shaking head