[Net Wang] If it was you

Kirihara Chi also worked hard to learn English, and in December, he was able to pass the real exam papers.

This result made Kirihara very excited, and when he was about to show the test paper to Eri, the counselor, Eri was summoned to Hokkaido by his future tutor, who was also one of the interviewers during the admission interview at Dongda University. The interpreter who was absent due to illness was a simultaneous interpreter for the Japan-France International Economic and Cultural Exchange Conference.

Kirihara Akaya: "..."

Looking at the 62 points on the test paper, I really want to tear it up!

There are some people who don't know it because they hate each other all day long, so they become even more hated!That woman is obviously the same age as him, right?Can you still learn a foreign language happily?

Yukimura took the test paper from his elementary school brother, flipped through it, and was a little relieved—it was still saved.

Eri's method combined with his supervision is still very effective!Sure enough, dead wood can also be carved into flowers by his family Eli~

Yukimura was in a good mood, and it was rare to praise him: "It's not bad, let's continue the study this weekend according to the schedule!" After speaking, he added in a very ironic tone, "Akaya, Eri is not here today, I need you Shall I bring you tea and snacks?"

Although Kirihara was as innocent as ever and didn't understand people's expressions very well, but thanks to his well-trained sense of crisis, when he felt the coolness behind him, he immediately shook his head like a rattle: "No, no need , Minister, I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself in the future!"

As he said that, he took a small step back thinking that there was no trace.

"Meow!!"

With a shrill meow, Kirihara immediately jumped up in fright, and then he saw his minister pick up a white fluffy cat from where he was standing just now.

The cat's hair was blown, its tail was raised high, its blue eyes stared straight at him, and it seemed that it wanted to pounce on him and scratch its paw...

Kirihara noticed a footprint on its snow-white tail, apparently he stepped on it just now.

He was so guilty of being stared at by the cat accusation, he tremblingly asked his minister for help: "...it, is it alright, minister?"

When Yukimura heard Xiaobai screaming, he immediately went up to check if it was injured. He carefully touched Xiaobai's tail, which Kirihara guessed, and saw that it didn't feel any pain. It seemed that there was nothing serious.

It was also fortunate that Kirihara was startled by its cry and jumped up before he could rest assured.

He stretched out his hand and stroked Xiaobai's cat hair lightly to comfort him, and comforted his frightened junior by the way: "It's okay, it's not hurt."

Akiya Kirihara said that the name of the devil had spread throughout the middle school tennis circle earlier, but he was sincere and liked these little animals very much. Knowing that the fur ball was fine, he stepped forward and ignored the fur ball's protest and poked its ear , asked: "When did the minister raise a cat?"

"Xiaobai is Eri's cat. Before she left yesterday, she entrusted me to raise her for a few days."

"Huh?" That woman's cat?It's not like her at all.

Kirihara hesitated for a moment, and asked Yukimura who was sitting in the living room playing with cats: "Minister, Nagano..." Under Yukimura's kind eyes, he added an honorific, "San... when will you be back?"

"No accident, I should be back next week," Yukimura raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, Chiya has something to do with Eri?"

"No, it's nothing."

Kirihara waved his hand to deny it, if it wasn't for the inexplicable blush on his face, maybe Yukimura would not have questioned him whether he believed his answer or not.

Now... Out of some unspeakable awkwardness, Yukimura flattened the curvature of the corners of his lips, just looked at Kirihara without speaking, his eyes were not angry and pretentious, and the sense of oppression revealed in the silence made Kirihara feel that the minister in front of him was like a stadium The same aggressiveness as before.

His intuition told Kirihara that it was safer for him to tell the truth now, so he replied in a low voice reluctantly: "After reading my test paper, my mother asked me to thank Nagano-san. I wanted to invite her to dinner today. She is not here, so I have to wait." It’s time.” Finally, seeing the rejuvenated smile of his minister after listening to his words, he suddenly felt blessed, and looked at Yukimura inquiringly, “Is it okay to invite the minister and Nagano-san to eat?”

Yukimura didn't realize there was anything wrong with his unwarranted jealousy, he was very satisfied with his junior's sense of humor: "Okay, I'll tell Eri about it."

"Thank you, Minister, then I'll go to review first!"—I didn't realize at all why I was thanking the other party when I paid for it myself.

So for the first time, Kirihara was praised by the minister for the second time in one day—"Chiya is really sensible" is considered a compliment—and suddenly felt motivated, and then he poured himself a glass of boiled water, Bring it to the guest room, take out the memory tree I drew, lie down on the table and start writing.

Yukimura sat on the sofa in the living room holding the hairball Xiaobai, stroking its furry head once in a while, Xiaobai closed his eyes comfortably and rubbed against his palm, occasionally making a lazily 'meow'.

Xiaobai seemed to get used to it immediately when he came to his apartment, and he didn't make trouble. Yukimura's slender fingers pinched its soft ears: "I won't see your master for a long time, don't you miss her?"

"Meow~"

Yukimura seemed to understand, and nodded seriously: "Really? You want it too?"

"Meow~"

……

During the tea break during the meeting, Eili sat in the lounge with grapefruit tea to soothe her throat. When she turned on her phone, there was a push message from LINE.

"Meow~"

Eri: "..."

what is this?Xiaobai's cry?

Before she could reply, Yukimura sent another voice: "Xiaobai doesn't seem to like me, what should I do if she doesn't behave at all here?"

He laughed before he spoke, his gentle voice was full of warmth, and it went straight to the bottom of Eri's heart, as if he was playing with Xiaobai, and Xiaobai's cry could be faintly heard.

Eri didn't want to type any more, she thought the delayed conversation was quite interesting, and she replied in voice: "Huh? How come, it always haunts you when you go to my house on weekdays."

"That's because its owner is here. Now its owner is gone, and it's just me and it. Xiaobai probably thought I made you angry, so he doesn't like me either."

After hearing the reason for this obvious nonsense, Eili felt her head covered in black lines, and she asked, "So?"

Yukimura replied confidently: "So you have to tell it a few more times that you like me, so that it will behave~"

Eili's expression was tangled, and her mood was a little complicated. She asked, "Jingshi, are you serious?"

"Of course not!" Yukimura replied with a serious voice, "Eri naturally wanted to say 'like' to me!"

"..."

"Dong dong!"

Huili was thinking about how to respond to her boyfriend's sudden appearance and drastic change in style, when there was a knock on the door, "Huili, the meeting starts in 10 minutes, get ready!"

Huili responded in the room: "Good Danny."

Back to Yukimura's voice again, he opened the door and went out with a blushing face.

The French boy waiting outside asked worriedly, "Hui Li, are you feeling well?"

Eili tested the temperature of her cheeks with the back of her hand, and said calmly, "No, it's a bit hot in the room."

"Oh. Pay attention to your body, don't you fall ill too."

……

"Jingshi, I like you, I like you the most." The voice was as gentle as when we first met, but also filled with warm love, which made people's hearts soften unconsciously.

After Yukimura heard his girlfriend's voice, the last lingering awkwardness in his heart dissipated.

Just thinking that someone might covet Huili, he couldn't help but want to kill that person's five senses~

Yahhhhhhhhhhhh, what should I do?

Yukimura looked at the screen of his mobile phone, Eri who was held in his arms——

How come, I like it so much...

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