[Kuroko's Basketball] Miracle!

Heizi was taken home by Midorima, and he was willing.

At the beginning, Midorima's special and exclusive secret recipe curry small meat pies made Kuroko feel unsatisfied. It was also from the meat pies that Kuroma Tetsu also gradually began to change his mind about Midorima Shintaro.

In fact, Mr. Lujian is not very poisonous and difficult to get along with, but there is something wrong with the way he expresses it.

Not bad at heart.

The two walked side by side on the small road home, their indistinguishable figures reflected under the dim street lights.

Midorima insisted on wrapping Kuroko's hand with the injured hand, but Kuroko didn't dare to move a little bit because he was worried that the wound would get worse.

Midorima admitted that he did it on purpose.

He admits that sometimes his stubbornness is really scumbag and vile.

That habitual temper does not mean that you can control it and restrain it at will. Regardless of what you think, it is very poisonous, sullen and duplicity...

Midorima Shintaro is such a Midorima Shintaro, he doesn't need to imitate anyone's behavior, what he hopes is that his sweetheart likes such a self and accepts such a self.

Mensao, occasionally there are benefits of being boring.

Black and ingenious is his current advantage.

It would be a good way to tie the stomach of this little blue-haired boy, and then tie people.

At least, there will never be another culinary talent like him in the basketball club. Midorima never thought that the cooking skills he had unintentionally honed would now become a must-have weapon for chasing his "wife".

He is sullen, he is persistent, he is stubborn, his heart is really dead on Heizi, and he can't get it out.

Kuroko Tetsuya……

You don't know how much you have influenced me.

Should I be responsible for letting me lose control so easily?Kuroko.

Heizi lowered his eyes, letting Lvjian drag him all the way, crossing the road and walking through deserted alleys.

He never knew that there are many ways to go home.

He never knew that this injured hand could still be so warm, wrapping his fist tightly, calm and comfortable.

It would be great if the road... could be longer...

It's a pity to get home so soon.

Midorima sighed silently, reluctantly let go of her limp little hand.

It doesn't matter, there is still a chance.

He told himself this in his heart, moreover, they will be closer in the future, so what is holding hands like this?

"Come in." Midorima squatted down, and calmly arranged the cotton slippers with a fawn pattern for Heizi.

This scum is suffering from awkwardness again.

"Excuse me." Heizi's voice was crisp and clear, and Lvma felt very relieved when he heard it.

Heizi must have never been to other people's homes!

And, Akashi, you haven't completely swallowed this confused idiot, so it's still unknown who will die!

"Give me the schoolbag." Midorima took off the small bag on his back, it was full of clothes, and it was not light to carry.

Heizi didn't refuse.

This is not the first time he has come to Midori's house, but it is the first time he has seriously looked at Midori's house.

The house is big, but not as luxurious as imagined.

If you have to describe it, then use spotless and pleasing to the eye.

There is a nice faint fragrance in the room, it is not artificial fragrance, but has an elegant and natural smell.

At a glance, you can tell that a lot of thought has been spent on the layout. Whether it is the curtains with light-colored stripes or the wooden floor that is close to milky yellow, they all look so comfortable and harmonious.

Mr. Lujian is... a rare caring person.

Heizi couldn't believe that this was a house where he lived alone, and then he thought of his own house, which he thought was well organized, and felt very ashamed.

It was simply too far away.

"Will you watch TV or read? If you want to read, I'll take you to the study room. If you want to watch TV, sit on the sofa over there for a while. I'll make you vanilla ice cream." At the end, I saw the well-polished A flash of light flashed through the lens, and he added very calmly, "I did it myself."

"Do-it-yourself ice cream? Thanks, I'll just watch TV." It's not polite to eat in the study.

"Okay, go sit down."

Midorima pushed his glasses with such an expression, and walked into the open kitchen next to the living room.

Standing here and cooking, you can have a clear view of the situation in the living room.

He has his unique advantages, doesn't he?

The content of the TV during this time period is nothing special. It is neither the broadcasting time of the TV series, nor the new program time of the young man's blood in the middle of the night.

Even the entertainment channel has nothing interesting to watch, just jumping around, except for commercials, it's just some boring variety shows.

What are you looking at?

news?weather forecast?Or a political event...

How come there is no broadcast of basketball games?

Heizi puffed up his face unconsciously, his small white teeth stretched out and bit his lip, his facial features suddenly came alive on his face that usually looked like a playing card.

At this time, Midorima was trying to taste the saltiness of the marinated beef, and was still chewing something in his mouth. Seeing the unconsciously cute expression of his sweetheart, he almost swallowed the raw meat just like that.

The lethality is too great, and Kuroko Tetsuya is also against Midorima Shintaro.

Midorima coughed a few times, picked up the water glass and took a few sips of water as if nothing had happened, but his eyes involuntarily moved to the person in the middle of the living room.

Hehe, have you found the basketball recording CD?

Midorima lowered her eyes and let out a muffled laugh. When she raised her head again, her gaze was fixed in one place and she couldn't move.

Heizi was kneeling on the small wool blanket under the central TV cabinet in the living room, bent over, leaning forward looking for the disc he liked to watch, and was about to play it in Midorima's CD player.

However, such a big movement hurt the clothes on his body, covering the top but not the bottom.

The smooth and white lower back was completely exposed in the air.

The scorching eyes that seemed to be on fire locked onto that piece of skin, but the blue-haired boy continued to search for the disc without knowing it.

As a result, there was a "crash", and the rows of DVDs stacked high all fell down and scattered all over the floor.

Heizi Jiong looked at the "tragedy" he had unintentionally caused, and lowered his head to tidy it up in a hurry.

It's already very embarrassing to have a cheeky follow for dinner, and it would be really rude to destroy other people's things!

He could see that these discs were all collected and recorded by Midorima, and they were not something that could be bought in ordinary places.

"I'm very sorry, I didn't mean to." He muttered to himself in a low voice, carefully picked up the disc, trying to recall the appearance in his memory, and refolded them bit by bit.

He didn't know that the clothes on the back of his waist were getting more and more exposed, and even the color of the underwear could be seen clearly.

If I endure it any longer, am I not a man anymore?

It's a mouthful, and Midorima knows it herself.

He wiped his face calmly, trying to calm his turbulent heart.

But damn it...it can't be calmed down at all.

"Ah! Midori?" Heizi hasn't noticed yet, starting from tonight, he seldom adds honorifics after calling other people's names.

Midorima whispered "um", and approached his shoulder socket almost greedily, and re-wrapped the finger that had already been treated with antiseptic potion and put a layer of medical bandage on it.

Midorima did it himself, but he insisted on reminding someone.

"Didn't you say you want to help me with medicine?"

Heizi blushed, "..."

He completely forgot about it, and his mind was taken away by vanilla food...not a single scum was left.

"Midorima, I'm very sorry, I messed up your disc." Heizi blushed, but apologized very seriously, "Let me help you with the medicine first, and then clean up these."

"Little idiot." At this time, Luma took off his glasses, with deep green eyes, and his lips moved a little closer to the hickey next to his Adam's apple, "I'll be infected long ago when you help me apply the medicine."

Kuroko,"……"

You don't need to sterilize me, now I will sterilize you.

Midorima's teeth gnawed on that piece of skin, and he sucked his lips tightly, not knowing whether it was deepening or erasing that piece of imprint.

In short, he was very satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

Mensao also has passion!There is also spring!

Heizi opened his mouth wide in shock, and a smile flashed in Luma's eyes, you did it yourself, I wasn't the one who opened his mouth first.

Look, Mensao's heresy appeared.

Even if it is to take advantage, you must take advantage of it with confidence!

His lips and tongue were entangled, he hooked Heizi's tongue tightly by his instinctive reaction, and walked around with it, panting.

"Kuroko Tetsuya, this is my first kiss." After a quick but long kiss, Midorima pressed his hot lips against his ear and said.

Kuroko,"……"

First kiss?

Midorima didn't wait for his reaction, and said in a low voice, "And I know, it's not your first kiss anymore."

"..." Heizi was silent, indeed not anymore.

But when the subject changed, Midorima said before covering his lips, "It's okay, I don't dislike you."

"..." You should ask first, do I dislike you?

There is no domineering possession, no strong impact.

It's just a gentle kiss full of care, the kiss makes the heart tremble, the kiss makes the legs and the body go weak.

The fiery hands started from the bare skin, and slowly penetrated into Heizi's loose clothes, grinding his chest and his nerves.

Hidden under the sullen personality is a persistent and fiery heart.

Kuroko Tetsuya, do you feel it?

my passion.

If Akashi's kiss is heart trembling, then Midorima's kiss is extremely intoxicating.

It's better to be intoxicated than to be intoxicated. When the heart is intoxicated, where is reason left?

It's not that the two little hands haven't struggled before, and it's not that the heart and body have never been tense or entangled, but when they are drunk, they are drunk.

The thick and slender eyelashes trembled, and in the end, Heizi just leaned against Midorima's chest, moaned in a low voice, grabbed his arms with both hands, but did not stop him from pressing himself on the soft woolen blanket.

Behind, is the ground.

In front of you is the green room.