Xiao Sakura is a big man in men's clothing [Comprehensive]

Sakura is taking a shower.

And Bakugo Katsuki turned on the desktop computer rarely, put it in front of his lap, and checked something very carefully.

The house is the size of a single apartment. Although the halls, bedrooms, and gym are not too small, the layout is very tight.

In addition to the salary that should be paid by the firm, the treatment of professional heroes, especially those with a score of A or above, is mostly quite generous.Not only are the enviable conditions such as insurance, work-related injuries, and first-level contracts, but also the rental and location of housing, Baohao also has a lot of freedom.

It's a pity that during the period when he first debuted, the social reputation was not very good.In a specific comparison, it is roughly comparable to the reputation of the fire hero Andeva who was suddenly raised to the eyes of everyone after the All Mighty era passed; he did everything, and the task was solved by himself, but because of his stubborn temper Unavoidable explosive problems such as being difficult to get along with, high self-esteem, etc., often make his job evaluation full marks, but when it comes to personal morality, he is given a lot of low marks anonymously.This makes for a period of time, when people see the firm he works for, people will choose to avoid it.

For this reason, Sakura was once borrowed by the seniors of the firm, and told the questioning guests that he is definitely not a bad person if he can take care of such a cute child; The Sakura in front of him also kept nodding his head to save face. In addition, his personal strength and work performance are really good, which gradually redeemed a lot of bad bad reviews.

His temper gradually restrained, probably in the days when he was frustrated when he first entered the society.

Today, hard work has paid off——

Disregarding the sound of running water and the sound of Sakura singing while taking a bath, the young man who was looking up the information was engrossed, instead of yelling "Shut up, I'm so noisy!" as before. The class was never a good science popularization, and his heart was nervous. Seeing the particularly bloody animation, the young man's pupils shrank slightly, and his lips were tightly pressed together. After a while, he murmured: "Tsk...women are trouble."

It is a deceitful lie to say that there is no understanding of women's bodies, and even a fool can tell the difference from the most basic lines.

But to say how much he understands, regarding this point, even if his self-esteem is so strong that he feels that no trivial matter can trouble him, he will not be crazy enough to confidently say, I know everything and understand everything. .

So he checked carefully.

Then he was really surprised.

The singing in the bathroom is getting louder and louder. Ever since she bought a fish tank... a bathtub for Sakura, she has to stay in it for about an hour every day when she comes home. Bakugo’s previous practice was to rush in with tape in his hand, throwing her mouth wrapped around, as for now...

Going to the dining table in the living room, he poured out the plates of cold seafood with no expression on his face. If he could, he didn't want to waste food. I like to eat these fishy things; the nitrite content of leftovers overnight is very high. In summary, it can only be regarded as a lesson learned.

After reheating the remaining edible food, Bakugo's forehead was sweating again, or after seeing those popular science things, his whole body felt a chill in his heart - the big man looked at those The taste is no less than that of a woman who wants to understand about the testicles and foreskin, and there will be a sense of discomfort separated by gender.

If it wasn't for Sakura, he probably wouldn't have, and wouldn't have had the opportunity to see, in his entire life.

He took off his wet and dry, dry and wet tops when he thought it was too hot. The washing machine was outside the bathroom. His muscles were bulging and his body was extremely beautiful. Throw it in, and then, the young man with his bare upper body plans to wash his pants by the way; he has a cleanliness habit, and he must wash it with clean water and disinfectant before washing the machine.

Seeing Sakura's clothes piled up on the washing machine, even though they were a little wrinkled, but it was rare that she had scrubbed them well beforehand, only missing the final drying, and she clicked her tongue.

"Uncle Katsuki, are you outside?"

Obviously still intoxicated by her own singing, Sakura's ears perked up when she heard the familiar sound, she sat in the bathtub: "The salt jar is exhausted! My skin is so dry, help me get some OK?"

By the way, during this period, you can't take a hot bath, it will stimulate blood circulation——

Katsuki Bakugo, who was just about to turn his head and yell at her like this, met in the air with Sakura's half head protruding from the compartment, and he suddenly became dumbfounded.

He sat in it, took a basin, and poured water on his body.

"water……"

"Ah, it's a little cold, I'll take a shower."

As Sakura said, she turned on the switch of the shower, rinsed off the foam on her body, and complained to him about the unlucky day, just like in the past, Bakugo washed his clothes, brushed his teeth and shaved his beard here, while Sakura sang, soaked in the bath, acted like a spoiled child, and then was scolded. It's just that everyday.

The warm water starts from the neck which is very different from the color of the face, and flows down the delicate skin, first the delicate clavicle, then the undulating chest, the straight buttocks, and finally White insteps and toes that reveal the true color of the skin.

Wearing a towel, Sakura picked up the nozzle and pulled the handle of the sliding door. With her head leaning against the door, she cunningly tried to explain away the facts with half-truths and half-fake stories: "I'm so pitiful, I wanted to go to I was training, but the school was not open. On the way home, I saw a large pool of red things on the ground. Fortunately, a professional hero passed by. He is not as handsome as you, Uncle Katsuki, but he has a good heart Yes, it looks a bit familiar, he invited me to eat a cake, and asked his sister to teach me..."

Bakugo didn't hear what she was muttering at all.

His eyes fell on those white, moving toes. Originally, they were often used as a tool to relax the muscles and bones, stepping on his shoulders, and occasionally fighting. She didn't want to be beaten, so she used them to kick him. face, and pulled his ears.It hurts, and she's pretty good at fouling Rapier.

And at that time, he just wanted to break them off, and he almost got angry several times, and he really did it directly, he was not the type to be polite.

But now, Bakugo suddenly discovered that their owners and the impression in his memory had changed a lot.

He struggled to think about it as he went to get a new bag of salt from the pantry.

Has grown tall.

Getting slimer.

The voice...is not as sticky as before. When he first landed, he couldn't even speak the standard Kanto dialect clearly, and he jumped over the words he couldn't speak. He still pressed Sakura and moved out of the old Newspapers, taught her to read word by word, only then learned.

Now he speaks fluently, and knows how to lie to him.

It was because she was together day and night, so she didn't pay attention, but in the blink of an eye, she became——the kind of...woman...man...female...

The young man felt a headache, and was about to throw the salt bag over there, only to find that she got back into the bathtub again—in fact, from the very beginning, his behavior of walking in was full of inappropriate things, and the second time was even more inappropriate; but Damn it, she hangs something down every day, and her chest is so flat, and she says she finds it troublesome to change, so what can he do! ! !Playing with men to avoid suspicion! ! ! ! !

It had been a long time since the feeling of irritability, torment, and desire to kill someone had appeared, but at this moment, it floated in his heart again.

My worries that I didn't need to think about at all before, and thoughts that I probably knew but didn't need to take too seriously, were all instantly shattered by the popular science in the computer, the sight of seeing is believing, and the real touch. Keep.

"Sprinkle me some salt, sprinkle me some salt~"—this guy is still singing happily, the surface of the bathtub is filled with all kinds of fish model toys, all kinds of fish, even if she doesn't take a bath, every time Put the things his mother bought for her in a row.

Amidst the dense water vapor and mist, Bao Hao tore open the salt bag and poured it into the water basin silently.

"Too much, too much! I'm going to be salted to death..."

"Noisy!"

Bakugo Katsuki, who was distracted, poured out a bag full of salt, watched Sakura spit it out, and then wiped her tongue with the towel on her body. Her exposed skin revealed a slightly drunken feeling. Pale pink in color, it tastes subtly like freshly steamed green chili peppers.

He paused for a long time before lowering his voice: "Dignity..."

"What?"

"..." I really can't say those preachings directly, what kind of girl's dignity, the words I read, even if I just turn around in my heart, Bakugo has a feeling of being scratched by tens of thousands of ants all over his body, It's too disgusting, too deliberate, let him talk about such disgusting things, it's better to kill him directly.

Sakura is a stupid child, and no one has ever taught her to know nothing about these things, and it is also his fault... Anyway, he admits it!

Bakugo thought of another, more subtle way of reminding.

"Put your clothes on quickly." He went out and saw the pile of clothes again. This time he thought about it and stacked his own and hers before saying, "I'll take you to buy clothes tomorrow! Go to bed early !that's all!"

"What to buy?" Sakura asked, "Oh, yes, my basketball jersey has become smaller again, and this time I have to change to a size of 175. My father sent me money again this month! I want to buy the same model as Jordan, Do you want the black one? I'll buy you one too..."

Bakugo: "Stop rambling, you want to wear 175 as pants?! I'll take you to buy new ones tomorrow, wake me up at seven!"

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"that……"

The sales lady at the counter with exquisite makeup stood in front of the two men who looked one big and one small, one tall and one short (not too short). With a cautious tone, he tentatively asked: "Did I hear wrong...?"

"You just said," she pointed at the shorter one with her finger painted with red nail polish, and said, "You mean, you want to buy a bra for this little brother? I Did you hear me right?"