Nana Ming is also under special attack today

"Like it?"

I blushed and rubbed against Qihai's chest.

"Nodding?"

I rubbed it for a while, and kept my mouth shut.

"It will be cold if you don't eat any more," he said.

I thought about it for a long time, turned around with him in my arms, and went down again to pick up the plate containing fried eggs and toast,? I pulled his shirt behind my back, and pulled it.

Nanami hilariously let me avoid contact with him,? led me downstairs,? simply held my wrist while walking,? took the plate,? the skin touched by her fingertips felt hot.

"How long does it take to be shy?"

I lowered my head and gave him a "ten".

The eggs sprinkled with salt and pepper were fragrant and golden. Qihai put the plate away and saw that I was still standing beside him cautiously. He pressed me helplessly and sat opposite him. Then he turned on the computer as if nothing had happened, looked away, and focused Like telling me he won't stare at me anymore.

I finished biting the egg in small bites, gnawed on the fork and stared at him in a daze. When I came back to my senses, I realized that my right hand was unconsciously touching my forehead.

Nanami... her lips are so soft.

This idea just floated in my mind,? I immediately retracted my hand violently, lying on the table with my arms to cover the face that was hot again, only showing one eye to observe him,? Seeing that he really didn’t Looking at me with those deep and powerful eyes, the non-existent hair on my body came back softly.

I buried my face in the fabric, and another sentence came to my mind.

This is what it feels like to be kissed.

My red face was about to adapt to the unrelenting heat, I wanted to evaporate temporarily against the rapid heartbeat, and wanted to raise the corners of my mouth sweetly.

Didn't lie down for a while,? I couldn't help leaning towards him again.Stealthily moved along the circular seat toward him, moved a few times, moved to his arm, was glanced at by him, and immediately sat up straight.

Qihai looked back to the screen again: "Huh?"

I poked my head and found that Qihai was writing a document such as a report. I waited patiently for a long paragraph to be typed. I hugged his arm and pulled him to his side. Then I wrapped his arm around my waist and patted him with satisfaction. The back of his hand, fell happily on his shoulder and hummed twice.

Qihai's arm was tightened, and the other hand was typing at an unabated speed. I looked at the screen in amazement, feeling bored, slid down and looked up at his relaxed side face.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she raised her head, Qihai lowered her head like a sensor installed, her narrow and sharp eyes under her eyelashes were like a deep sea, she lifted my waist up and kissed the top of my hair, as if nothing had happened in my wide-eyed eyes He turned his head calmly and calmly.

Some scenes flashed back, and I suddenly remembered the gentle touch on the top of my head when I was shopping in the mall, and the shop lady who covered her mouth and blushed slightly and exited the corner where only Qihai and I were.

Seven, this guy Qihai has been secretly kissing me all the time...

Let others see it!Don't tell me yet!How could this be so!

I nestled next to him, closed my eyes, and suddenly heard his chuckle, and stammered: "Why don't you work hard!"

"No hurry." He typed out another line slowly, and pressed me to his side, and the male body next to me was pressed against me like a mountain, and I obediently remained motionless, like a large pendant: "Then I will supervise you. "

"Don't you need to open a shop?"

"...today is a rest day!"

"Forgot to open the shop?"

"It's not because you're here!" I immediately quibbled, and took a peek at his expression. After a while, I was worried that I would make him sad if I said this, and then changed my words, "Well, there are so many billions of points. because of you……"

"Where's Miss Yoshino?"

I took out my mobile phone on the spot: "Give her a holiday now!"

Qihai rubbed my hair, pressed down the computer, and fetched the newspaper next to it, I immediately stretched out a hand obediently, and unfolded the other side of the newspaper with Qihai.

"It's an English newspaper." I scanned it and looked at him adoringly, "Qami is amazing."

"It's just a small gift from the blood," Qihai replied, "Want to hear it? It's about securities, I can tell you."

"Listen!"

I moved my body, adjusted to a comfortable posture, and thought to myself, if Nanami was of mixed race, would there be Mr and Mrs Foreigners in his family?

Will I meet them one day?

...will they like me?

Will I sit on a small bench like a big company interview, and everyone will take turns asking me questions? !Will it be too strict!

I was taken aback by my own imagination, shook my head and put aside my messy thoughts, and listened carefully to Qihai analyzing the curves and news in the newspaper.

The sound of Qihai reading is like the long and low sound of a tower building in the evening, or the sound of a boat. He is calm and there is no sense of incompatibility between steam and machinery. He floats and sinks on the dark blue water, carrying a girl wearing a sun hat and a skirt Sail to some ideal bay.

…Actually, I quite like listening to bedtime stories. If he is willing to use such a voice, he can also lull me to sleep at night.

It's a bit gremlin-like, but who doesn't love a bedtime story!So not childish at all!

I mentally jotted this down in a memo, and turned to a whim: "Does Nanami like her old job?"

Qihai paused slightly, and the newspaper made a friction sound: "I don't hate it."

"Then do you like conjurers?"

"Frankly speaking, I don't like it very much."

"Eh—" I elongated my voice, "But I think Nanami quite likes this job."

"Why do you think that?" Nanami gently took my head and looked at him.

"Because Nanami is a good person!" I replied loudly, looking at him as if I could hold stars in my eyes, "Qami is the best person in the world!"

"What the hell are you misunderstanding about me?" He sighed.

Just didn't.

I kept my mouth shut and just kept looking at him and smiling.

I just thought that if there was a bent flower branch on the side of the street, maybe he would want to waste his precious rest time to pick it up.

Not too similar to kindness, but subtly different from responsibility, it is gentleness...

I blinked, and before I was about to think about the next sentence, I was kissed on the forehead again.

"...!!"

My smile was stuck in the corner of my mouth in embarrassment, and I plunged into his arms. The newspaper covered my head and he took it away again, and he also started to chuckle.

I smacked his arm lightly to show that I was depressed, and he grabbed my hand, pinching his fingertips to play.

After giving Nagi-san and myself a break, I finally got my wish to stick to Qihai's side and watch his work for a day.

For example, the machine that turned out to manually make butter was tirelessly making noise beside him who sent the letter.

For example, when he checked the Sleeping Curse Puppy, he held the doll and rubbed it beside him synchronously, but accidentally stuck the fur all over him.

For example, after eating the takeaway, he bravely wiped the corners of Qi Hai's mouth with a piece of paper, but he almost ran away after seeing him, and was finally caught in his arms and rubbed it to watch a TV show.

such as……

"I'm going to the bathroom, don't follow me here." Qihai, who was grabbed by my sleeve, stopped in front of the bathroom door, and turned around helplessly.

"Don't show such a disappointed expression, what's going on in your mind?" His head was knocked.

"Okay." I had no choice but to let go, and when he opened the door again, I quickly sprinted over. After being caught by him, I held it up in the air and looked at it: "Even if you are clingy, there is a limit."

I flattened my mouth: "Do you find it annoying?"

"No."

"Then," I stretched out my hands to him along his arm, making a gesture of hugging, "hug."

Nanami raised her eyebrows, and finally gave me a hug in indulgence, and then chased me like a puppy to clean the doll's fur and cursed remains.

"Don't worry about the activities of the curse, Mr. Gojo will take care of the follow-up." He rolled up his sleeves and found a vacuum cleaner, twisted one of my face with his fingers, and poked my face with his knuckles, "Don't get mesmerized eyes."

"Have you investigated yet?"

"Yeah." Qihai touched the switch, then raised her head and said seriously, "Speaking of which, if you have time, invite your monster friends to dinner."

I nodded suspiciously: "Yes, yes..."

Qihai tilted his head, and the amulet I gave him showed a corner from the open neckline of his shirt. He straightened it and didn't immediately answer my question: "When did the curse eat the magic ball?"

It took me a long time to recall a general idea.

Qihai turned the phone in front of me, and I saw that it was marked by him at about the same time, Qihai said: "Sure enough."

"?"

"This amulet was given to you by the monsters." He shook it in the air with a complicated tone, "I think this is your magic power."

"I'm afraid they have already started extracting for you when you met them, so the curse spirit you formed that only targeted 'Takishima Moon' was divided into two parts at the beginning, and the entity was in your body and was later cursed to death. Absorbed, the mantra is placed in the amulet that establishes a bond with you."

I barely understood: "So I'm not weak?"

"...Is this the point of concern?" Qihai squeezed my face again, and when my face was flattened and looked at him dissatisfied, she sighed softly, "I want to say that I lied to you once before. ,Feel sorry."

I blinked, and a question mark popped above my head.

"When I was chasing the magic spirit that night, I almost fell into its spell. At that time, the amulet seemed to help me block the opponent's attack." Qihai said, "It has been in a dark state since then, Until yesterday morning, it returned to its original state, probably because the swallowed super-level spell spirit regained its strength."

I also didn't bother to lament the magical effect of the amulet, because his words became tense: "Has Qihai been injured?"

"It's almost." He retorted rigorously.

"Why didn't you tell me." I took two steps in place, looking up and down worriedly, "Where is the injury? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Qihai pressed my shoulder and said helplessly, "I'm just worried that you will look like this, it's really nothing."

I shook my shoulders, trying to shake off his hand, and snatched the machine from his hand: "It doesn't matter if you get hurt soon! Go rest on the sofa, and I'll clean it!"

"It's been a long time."

Seeing my insistence, Qihai let go of my hand and let me push him to sit down. I ran around and quickly finished cleaning, washed my hands and sat down next to him, holding hands with him: "I just went on a business trip after a battle, yes Aren't you tired?"

He looked at me for a moment, showing a compromising expression: "Okay, I'm a little tired."

"really!"

I immediately imagined Qihai's difficult days of taking care of Mr. Wu and taking care of work. I felt more distressed than before, shaking his arm: "Next time, tell me earlier, okay Qihai."

"Don't say anything like 'It's no use telling you'." I interrupted what he was about to say, "I will be sad."

Nanami gently pressed her fingers on her temples, as if surprised by my tone of voice, probably he has always regarded me as a brown bear sitting on the beach in a crystal ball and waiting for others to love him, but today he suddenly kicked the glass cover away and bit me boldly I grabbed his collar, hung on him and threatened him to take me with me in everything.

Under my persistent gaze, his fingers moved to the bridge of the nose and squeezed again: "I didn't think so."

Barely pass.

I nodded in my heart, stretched out my hands under his confused gaze, and put my fingertips against the sides of his eyes: "Are you tired here?"

Compared with Qihai's body temperature, my hands seemed a little cold, but after rubbing them a few times and seeing his relaxed expression, I volunteered: "I can give you a massage!"

"Well," I looked around for a more suitable height to lean on, lowered my head and patted my leg, before blurting out, "Come over here?"

The author has something to say: Chirp.

Here is the chapter I most want to write.

It's good to stick together every day (cheek support)