Nana Ming is also under special attack today

After Nanami actually lay down,? I realized what I had done belatedly.

This, isn't this a knee pillow? !

His face and blond hair fell on my half-length skirt, and the hot and heavy weight showed a strong sense of presence through the skirt,? It made my hands freeze in the air, and I didn't know where to fall.

Qihai said "I'm sorry to trouble you", then closed her eyes, with an air of being at my mercy.

This look of unthinking dependence makes my heart beat violently,? blushing,? gently resting my hot hand on top of his head,? out of selfishness,? imitating what he usually loves to do, clumsily and slowly He ran his fingers through his hair.

Comb the messy and broken hair that he didn't have time to fix, for fear of accidentally pulling and hurting him, and pressing the place where his fingers combed bit by bit.

The soft blond hair wrapped around my fingers, making me so soft that I wanted to shudder from my hands to my whole body, and I felt Nanami's pleasure in touching my hair without rubbing it a few times.

The precious cat bends its back to you, nests in your arms and lets you pinch its fragile beard and the soft hair between its brows, stretches its body to you, is strong and calm on weekdays, and takes care of its suit and tie meticulously ,? Now you just randomly open two buttons on the neckline, leaving you with a long neck and shoulder blades full of amazing strength and dangerous aggression. Knead as you like.

The person I like will take a nap in my arms, and I will take care of his hair and clothes.

"Seven seas."

I moved my fingers to his cheeks, and stroked the dark circles under his eyes slightly with my fingertips, adding more force.

"Huh?" His voice vibrated numbly along with my finger bones.

"I like you so much."

Qihai half-closed her eyes and turned her head, entwined with my eyes without saying a word. The calm river in her eyes rose to the clouds and turned into spring rain. Suddenly, she softly pecked and kissed my wrist. Mouth.

It was the first time I saw his expression from the front, lovingly like a pearl in the belly of a clam, with an extremely hard shell, resisting the rough and deep seawater from thousands of lakes and rivers, making one pulse flow The tenderness that people want to cry is dedicated to the treasure in his arms through kisses.

And I'm his pearl.

Nanami who kissed my wrist said calmly, "Me too."

I hastily covered his eyes with my palms, obviously I should be more happy, but I don't know why I really want to cry.

Maybe it's because I miss each other too easily after falling in love, or I suddenly think of many things before, and then I find that I have really experienced death threats after a long reflex arc.

I am his pearl.

If I was really taken away somewhere far away from Nanami... how sad Nanami would be.

The long silence made Qihai open her eyes, her eyelashes brushed my palm: "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about..." I was silent for a while, taking advantage of Qihai not seeing my expression, I still lied, "I'm thinking about traveling in different seasons."

Looking back now, the answer to Mr. Xia You is more like a casual perfunctory, but after thinking about it seriously, if you really want to kill me——

Maybe I'll cry, cry badly, and pray that I have the power to make everyone forget me.

Especially Nanami.

Pray that he likes someone else after... forgetting about me.

I took a sad breath, arguing with myself in my mind.

It’s better to be someone I know, so I can feel more at ease. It’s better to be able to cook, make him laugh, and have long hair that he likes to rub.

"Qihai." There was no candidate in the dispute, so I had to ask willfully, "Can you stay with me forever?"

"So, what are you thinking?"

Nanami let me cover him, but straightened her arm, scratched my chin like a cat, then stroked my face, and swept my eyes with her thumb—as if she knew my inexplicable mood .

"Isn't this a matter of course?"

He called me.

"moon."

If the human voice has color.So.

Reeds, wheat waves, wind blowing.

Standing in the turbulent gold, the colorful aroma of melons and fruits and the sweet sound of maple leaves wrap me like silk wrapping the roots of roses under the wet soil. My little sprout is going up under his care. up.

No matter how tossed and tossed, he can be pampered and watered by him.When he talks to me, the moon is all in his voice.

I was tempted by him like this, I pulled his wrist by accident, and touched his finger with my lips unprecedentedly, novelty and boldly.

The other hand felt his eyes suddenly wide open.

"Hi, do you like it?" I whispered.

This kind of intentional teasing of the other party, or the vague feeling of knowing the answer and wanting to hear the other party say it to me is too exciting. It seems that I have never done such a willful thing to anyone.

I didn't expect that one day I would want to test Qihai, want to hear him take the initiative to confirm those things that worry about gains and losses, want to disregard the laws that should be obeyed in the world, and make him swear that he only likes me, and will never leave this place to go to another person. around.

Qihai was pondering, and I held my breath nervously.

"Too light, didn't feel it," his voice sounded distressed, "Sorry, can I do it again?"

"Eh, eh?"

I took his hand with difficulty, pressed it again, and let go like an electric shock.

He rubbed my palm and shook his head.

I breathed tremblingly, doing enough mental construction, closed my eyes and kissed the back of his flexed fingers, paused for a second, the voice was so small that I could hardly hear him within a few centimeters of his fingers, and said: "This way Isn't it okay?"

"Yeah." Qihai's happy mood can be felt through his hands, "I like it very much."

"Always," he added.

"..." I squeezed my voice out of my throat, "I'll continue to massage you, Qihai."

"If you're not tired."

"I'm not tired at all."

Maybe it's because I have broken through the limit of shame in my life before, and now I am trying to express all my feelings in words.

"Because it's helping Qihai."

Qihai's chest rose and fell with his breath, he coughed suddenly, resting his head on my leg and turned away from my sight.

I didn't want to ask, but he automatically explained to me: "It's a little hot."

I replied blankly, and rubbed his browbones carefully with my fingers, and when I touched the deep eye sockets that were biased towards foreigners, his neck visibly stiffened, and he turned his head a little bit.

"Don't move suddenly, I will press it crookedly, and it won't hurt if you poke it in the eye." I warned.

"...Okay." Qihai said in a low voice.

I silently remembered that Qihai likes to massage, and then asked: "Where does Qihai usually live?"

"Not far from here."

"Then how about coming over after get off work?"

Although Qihai seems to be a man living alone who can keep his life tidy, but if I come here, I can talk with him and help him cook, and he doesn't have to clean up the house too often.

"I have no reason to refuse, but it may attract strange people."

"Uh, strange people?"

……

In the next period of time, I probably know what strange people refer to.

Mr. Wu, Miss Glass, and occasionally singers are gradually becoming regular customers in the store.

——It was mainly brought by Mr. Wu following Qihai (crossed out).

Junping became more and more obsessed with going to Nozaki’s house to play with Chiyo and the others, almost to the point where she couldn’t think of leaving. Nagi sister was also happy to have a leisurely time. Whenever she was free, she would find Miss Glass, the new singer and another curse named Mingming Ms. Artisan was having fun, and even Zhong Zhong, who came to see me one time, was dragged to the wine bureau by them in a daze.

How should I put it, I know Zhongye's wines well, and I heard that Mr. Wu, who went to the bar to drink juice and watch, stopped his drunken behavior, and expressed my admiration for this.

Of course, apart from the fact that after that the two of them increased their hobby of dating when they had nothing to do, it is said that the scene was very grand, and it would be better if I was not prohibited from visiting.

——By the way, the term "joy-seeking" was also kindly provided by Mr. Wu.

I thought that Chiyo and the others still had school to take care of, so they specially rearranged the small studio on the second floor, took Junpei to draw, and bought him a small movie player.

Qihai's workload is not small, and he even went out twice a half-way in the middle of the month. After work, he came to the store to accompany me as always. I moved the easel to the living room to draw two people sitting side by side. When Shunping left, he turned his head and smiled at me. : "Who is Junpei's guardian?"

While talking, Junpei just ran up to him with the yogurt and held it up shyly. Nanami glanced at him knowingly, took it and unscrewed it for him, and Junpei came over to give me a bag like a treasure.

I imitated Nanami's words and said to him like singing: "Who is Junpei's guardian~"

After finishing speaking, he immediately stopped him with a cross with a water chalk: "Don't move, I haven't finished drawing yet!"

Qihai leaned on the sofa lazily, and took off the glasses with her index finger and middle finger. I watched his slow movements and felt blushing for no reason.

As soon as he put it down, Junping moved the small bench he liked so much recently and rubbed it over to observe: "So cool sunglasses."

Get Nanami's touch.

I squinted my eyes and looked at the two of them. After finishing the line draft, I immediately followed suit: "You're so handsome!"

Qihai... Qihai also touched my head when he came over, sighed, I rubbed it contentedly, and commanded him: "Qihai, remember to keep the original posture when you sit back."

Then the head was knocked lightly and hard.

Junpei pursed his lips and smiled, and after Qihai sat down, he moved the bench and leaned against his leg leaning and pretending to be reserved, put his arms on the tea table obediently, and continued watching the movie.

Sister Nagi who pushed the door and entered saw such a scene, and sighed: "I'm relieved to leave it to you."

Me/Qanhai: "Please do your mother's duty!"

Sister Nagi smiled flatteringly: "I'm doing my best... You see, I just bought hot pot ingredients, I've troubled you for so long today, let me cook."

I put down my pen and went to help her pick up the bag: "I bought a lot of things."

"Of course it's because the great Wujo Satoru is coming to the humble house!" There was an extra white hair behind her with a strong sense of presence.

"Don't use modest words like humble house to describe others, idiot." Diva poked her head out from behind him, Mr. Wu twisted his body to cover her again, and she jumped behind, "Be polite, idiot Wu!"

In the end, the voice of Miss Glass, who was completely obscured from view, said, "Excuse me, we're here to eat hot pot."

Qihai's tone gradually became calm: "Yue, are you considering moving?"

The author has something to say: Maybe it's Qihai who is acting like a baby?

Changed the name again.

By the way, I don’t know why this chapter made me want to cry.

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Tucao is moved to the essay