[Black Basket] With the miracle

When Weiyou found Aomine Daiki, the latter was sleeping on the roof.Even though the training is much more diligent than before, Aomine Daiki still makes mistakes like fishing occasionally.

Momoi Wuyue has already been abducted by a teacher with a malicious heart. From some sources, the Tonghuang Basketball Club learned that the person who can control Aomine Daiki is an indifferent and serious third-year senior. When he was surprised, he seemed to be looking for someone. This kind of thing often asks Misuke Akimoto.

Staring at the face that was drooling in sleep, Akimoto Miyu sighed.Without waking up Aomine Daiki, she squatted down and looked at him carefully.

Eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she held her breath and slowly approached.

The face is longing.

Soft lips touched the cheeks lightly.My heart is about to pop out.This is the face of the person she likes, dark and handsome, always with a rebellious but proud expression.

The neck is attachment.

It is said that there are the most sensitive and abundant capillaries on the lips, so you can feel the slight but powerful agitation on the smooth neck, which is the unruly and free soul of this person.

Akimoto Misuke's skin was not thick enough, and after doing these few small movements, he wanted to raise his head.

"—!"

She stared dumbfounded at the lock of her hair hanging from the button of the shirt of the man below her.

At this time, Qingfeng Daihui also woke up.He had sleepy eyes.

"……What are you doing?"

He wanted to stand up, but found that the other party's hair was entangled in his clothes.

"..."

Faced with such an unexpected situation, Akimoto Weiyou was stunned, and could only watch helplessly as the other party leaned towards her.

"What the hell were you doing just now?"

With an impatient expression on his face, he complained, but carefully helped her untangle her hair, and grasped the strength so that it would not hurt her.

As he was explaining, he suddenly heard Aomine Daiki laughing.

"Ah, it's a lot older than that time, no wonder it's being targeted by idiots again."

"?"

He raised his eyes, and Akimoto Misu followed Aomine Daiki's ambiguous gaze all the way to his neck below his abdomen and above his abdomen.

"—!"

Zheng was blushing and wanted to punch him, but his eyes were wide open.Akimoto Misu felt himself trembling.

"You, you remember me, don't you... the one on the tram..."

"I remember another thing. Did I teach you back then..."

Laughing maliciously, Aomine Daiki bent down.

"The best way to treat someone who has bullied you is to bully them back."

Lips are love.

☆Lvjian Chapter "Forget the Spider"

Although she is still a monster, she has already been "transformed" by a monster. The soil spider Chiho Ri now often suffers from minor illnesses every two days and serious illnesses every two weeks.

Today she has a fever again.

"I just came to visit you according to my mother's instructions, and I will leave later."

Putting down a thermos bucket by the bedside table, Shintaro Midorima still had a black face when facing someone.

Being self-righteous took away a piece of his memory, disappeared for two years and came back swaggeringly, and somehow used some means not only to sneak into the same class, but to open the door early in the morning and find that he has become a neighbor...

Midorima Shintaro has been insisting for a month that he hasn't straightened up the soil spider Chiho.

Even though she was a little dizzy from the burning, the girl still jumped behind Shintaro Midorima with agility when he turned around.

"Oh, oh, oh, Shintaro, why don't you go with me! QAQ"

With a headache, he lay down the girl who was stuck behind his back and carried him back to the bed. Shintaro Midorima sighed and sat down beside the bed.

"Since you are sick, be honest. And what is going on with this situation?"

"It's just a temporary adaptation period, it will be fine in about half a year. And..."

A small face that was flushed red was exposed, and Chiho Ri's eyes were watery.

"Shintaro, are you finally willing to forgive me?"

"No."

He categorically denied it.

"...QAQ"

Seeing that the other party still didn't want to talk to her, Chiho Ri, the soil spider, stretched out a hand from under the quilt, tentatively grabbing his finger that was resting on the edge of the bed.Seeing that the boy didn't move away, she took his whole hand more boldly.

"I've said it many times, I really didn't do it on purpose..."

Midorima Shintaro gave her a cold look.

"Okay, I'll tell the truth!"

Puffing out her cheeks, Chiho the soil spider was so angry that she wanted to scratch him, but she held back in the end.

She began to stutter and explain the real reason for leaving two years ago.

"It turns out that the reason for the so-called 'forcibly taken away by distant relatives' is indeed a nonsense."

Midorima Shintaro continued to glance at her coldly.

"...Is this what you care about?"

Blinking her eyes in astonishment, the earth spider Chihori wondered if she was burnt out.

"I, I left because I was afraid that I would hurt you...Aren't you afraid that I am still a monster that can bring disaster?"

After a moment of silence, Midorima Shintaro held her hand instead when Chiho Ri, the soil spider, became more and more frightened.

"I know you won't now."

Seeing that the soil spider Chihori wanted to say something, he covered her eyes with his hands.

"Rest from now on, and I will never forgive you again if you think about anything else."

Immediately became honest.The eyes were blocked from the light, and the girl fell into a deep sleep in the darkness.

In her sleep, she was still holding Midorima Shintaro's hand tightly, for fear that he would leave in the next second.Midorima Shintaro lifted his hands from her eyes and placed them on her forehead, then bent down|.

Fat, is yearning.

The girl's cream-colored hair was soft and shiny, and it was slightly itchy when touched.He still remembered the braid he braided for her that day, even though it had been removed long ago, she still tied the rose-red hair rope at the end of her hair well.

palm, is nostalgia.

Carefully parting her fingers, the lines on the tender white palm were complicated and messy, like a girl's long journey of thousands of years.He kissed her lifeline, and the time became longer.

When he was still some distance away from the girl's slightly parted lips, he stopped.

He smiled lightly: "It's better to come back when I truly forgive you."

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