"Hey, brother, there's a kid here." The little Echizen Ryoma was carrying a tennis racket taller than himself, and called out to his brother.

"Little boy, are you a child yourself?" Echizen Ryuya pressed the hat on Echizen Ryoma's head fiercely, and looked up and down at the little boy lying in his yard.

The child is curled up under the blooming cherry tree, the purple-gray hair has a faint luster like fine silk, the skin on the neck is as delicate as beautiful porcelain, the white and delicate skin is somewhat illusory under the sunlight, and the black stockings wrap the slender The calf, the delicate little suit looks a little messy because of the child's posture.

Echizen Longya couldn't help being a little dazed looking at it, it was the first time he saw such a good-looking boy like him.

"Hey, little one, I want to marry him as my wife~" Echizen Ryuya happily picked up the sleeping child, and walked back to his room leisurely.

"Tch, MADAMADADANAi~" Echizen Ryoma pressed the brim of his hat, "Brother Idiot~"

But the future sister-in-law looks really good...

"A flower stuck in cow dung." Echizen Ryoma murmured in a low voice, and followed Echizen Ryuya into the room.

boom--

"..." Echizen Ryoma looked at the closed door in front of him speechlessly, feeling a little contemptuous of Echizen Ryuya in his heart, "I forget my brother when I see sex."

After talking, Echizen Ryoma took the racket to find his mother.

In the room, Echizen Longya gently put the little boy with purple-gray hair on the bed, moved a chair, and sat on the edge of the bed happily looking at the child's delicate sleeping face with his head propped up.

"Tsk tsk~ Your face is dirty, how sleepy are you?" Echizen Ryuya wiped off the dirt on the child's cheek with his hand, feeling more joyful, and his subordinates poked the child's tender face restlessly, without knowing it Juejian's strength in his hands was also stronger.

"Hmm~"

When that beautiful child looked at him aggrievedly with wet light blue eyes, Echizen Longya was in a bad mood.

"Hey, hey! Tell me something! Don't you cry, do you hear?!" Echizen Ryuya pointed at the child in horror, pretending to look fierce and looking at the beautiful child in front of him, feeling a little guilty.

"My name is Jing You, what's your name?" Atobe Jing You smiled softly, unable to see the grievance just now at all.

"Yue, Echizen Longya." Echizen Longya looked at the child who changed his face in a daze, and asked the doubt in his heart, "Don't you have a surname?"

"Yes~" Atobe Kei shook her slender legs, and tilted her head cutely, "But——why should I tell you?"

Keiyu Atobe stared at Echizen Ryuya who was much older than him with trembling Hanae, and looked at the surrounding environment calmly.

"Don't worry about it, this is my house, and you ran into my house to sleep." Echizen Ryuya used to live a homeless life, and still had the ability to read people's eyes, "Why did you come to my house?"

"Hmm..." Keiyu Atobe's cute little face was wrinkled together, trying hard to recall what shocking feat he did before he fell asleep, "I can't remember~"

"..." Echizen Ryuya

"Hey, Echizen, you take me in!" Atobe Keiyu hugged Echizen Ryuya's arm pitifully, blinking his big wet eyes, looking pitifully at Echizen Ryuya with a black face.

Echizen Ryuya: exm? !

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