Marry Yukimura's 100 Careful Tricks

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bang bang bang-

The crisp sound of swinging the racket back to the tennis ball overwhelmed the sound of reading, Yukimura Seiichi wiped the sweat from his forehead, and after the morning practice, he played a warm-up match with Genichiro Sanada. The tricky way of playing ball tacitly tied up the restraint belt.

"Genichiro." Seiichi Yukimura, who unscrewed the water bottle, drank half of the bottle of water. He looked at the main players who had finished their morning exercises one after another in the stadium, put on their coats, and walked towards them.

"Everyone." Yukimura Seichi called the main candidates who left in twos and twos: "Xiaoxia asked me to convey: In order to thank everyone for visiting last time, I made a lot of sandwiches with a lot of flavors and portions as a thank you gift. During lunch time, the roof See you in the garden."

The fighting between Marui Bunta and Kirihara Akaya stopped abruptly, and Nioh Masaharu, who was trying to choke with Sanada Genichiro and purposely made him angry, choked out a sentence for a long time: "Puff!" and was about to shout out: "It's really It's too slack!" Genichiro Sanada pressed the brim of his hat uncomfortably.

Liu Lianer turned to the information page recording Asakawa Xia's data, and wrote a sentence: Junior Asakawa, seems to like to feed others?

The supporting materials are not comprehensive enough, Liu Lianji didn't rush to make a conclusion, he dragged out the question mark at the end, opened his eyes and looked at Yukimura Seichi.

Relatively speaking, it was a surprise for Yukimura to accept the girlfriend's proposal.

According to expectations, Yukimura, who has just fallen in love, should choose to bring the thank you gift in person. He will not give up the time alone with Asakawa-san on the premise that he will not delay important things during the warming up period.

"After Yukimura falls in love, he will listen to his girlfriend." Liu Lianer put on her pen cap, thinking that the god of the tennis country, no matter when, consciously or unconsciously, the feelings revealed are the same.

Inexplicably, he remembered a sentence he saw in the forum in the past: "No matter how strong a person is, he will restrain his edge in front of his sweetheart."

lunch break.

The salty autumn sea breeze blew up Asakawa Xia's long hair. She propped her hands on the masonry countertop inside the fence, and looked down at the small, passing students on the campus without blinking her eyes.

"Yukimura-san, did you really convey it well?" She pressed down the messy hair on her sideburns with a very suspicious tone.

Today, when I struggled to bring in two super-large boxes of multi-layered bento, everyone in Group B of the first year almost lost their eyeballs, and all the whispers revolved around: "It turns out that Yukimura-senpai is so..." Can you eat it?

They felt that it was not a good word, and when they talked about it, they all made blunt movements such as laughing awkwardly and biting their tongues to change the subject and cover up their behavior.

Only Noko Lily glanced at her lightly, and she supported her chin with one hand and said "Hey——".

The textbook in hand was flipped through by her, and when Asakawa Natsu approached and struggled with the two lunches, Noko Lily sighed, saying: I really can't do anything with you, worry-free hapless child, leave it to me Seeing the expression on the bar, Asakawa Xia burst into tears, and threw herself into the arms of Noko Lily to act like a baby.

"Mother Lily, you are the best!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I know I'm fine." Noko Lily gasped in a low voice, why did this idiot's ability to control his strength get worse and worse when he slammed into someone's arms, causing him to almost fall off the seat.

"Get up quickly, I'll go to the next class to help you get an empty cardboard box and support frame, as a temporary place to put books to cover it up." Noko Lily squeezed Asakawa Xia's soft earlobe: "You don't want the whole class to give up every class every day." Class break, let's watch your bento."

"Hmm." Asakawa Xia nodded heavily.

When wiping the cardboard box, Noko Lily, who was tossing the support frame, was amazed: "Are you sure Yukimura-senpai will convey it seriously?"

"?" Asakawa Natsu, who didn't quite understand what Noko Yuri meant, "I asked Mr. Yukimura three times seriously, and I would be angry if he didn't convey it well."

After all, how could he not pay the price in order to make his difficult and uncompromising boyfriend change his own decisions and thoughts.

Aside from cultural day holidays, the whole day belongs to him, as well as eating carrots for a week, being a model, etc., if you still cheat!

100% stop talking to him.

Having said that but...

"Yukimura-san, did you really, really communicate well?"

"Xiao Xia." Yukimura Seiichi's movement of spreading out the picnic mat stagnated for a moment, his purple-blue pupils slightly retracted like handles hiding a sharp sword, he didn't continue to speak, but waved for Asakawa Natsu to pass, the oppression coming to his face In a way that speaks louder than sound, Lili tightly suppressed Asakawa Xia's remaining courage.

——How did everyone in the tennis club survive under such pressure? !

And other members of the tennis club, how did they become followers of the gods!

I don't understand it at all, it's really scary!

"Yukimura-san..."

Asakawa Natsu lifted the corner of the picnic mat, avoiding Yukimura Seiichi's emotional eyes, she lowered her head and slowly smoothed out the unevenness of the picnic mat.

"Xiao Xia."

The navy blue school uniform jacket permeated the gentleness of alienation. Yukimura Seiichi raised his eyes, and slowly pressed his fingertips on the lid of the bento box with the pattern of Xia Ying: "If you doubt me again, the homework of the sketching club will be completed independently."

——How can a boyfriend who is in love threaten his girlfriend because of this! ! !

Asakawa Natsu murmured in her heart, puffed up her cheeks and sat down next to Yukimura Seiichi, "Yukimura-san, Aichi... you are the best, you will help me with my sketching club homework."

I don't know if it is to force myself to submit, but the content of the painting arranged by Minister Ayako is getting more and more devilish.

"Then be good." Seiichi Yukimura combed with his fingers to straighten Asakawa Xia Beifeng's frizzy hair: "Have you ever broken your promise?"

"No."

"Does Xiaoxia have any dissatisfaction with me?"

"nor."

"If that's the case, why doubt it?" The extremely gentle tone concealed his persuasiveness, prying into the real thoughts of the culprit, his method was like smoothing the fur of a cat, brushing away Asakawa Xia's last defense, "Xiao Xia, tell me, please? "

"It's Mother Lily."

Asakawa Xia, who confessed everything, did not realize at all that the smile in her boyfriend's eyes was like falling flowers flowing with the water, rushing along the winding river to the endless distance.

Wild lily?

Last time, out of her kindness to help, she temporarily suppressed the conversation with Mrs. Yezi, but she never thought that the attitude of picking it up heavily and putting it down gently would not teach a lesson at all.

He lowered his eyes and pursed a deeper smile.

Entrance to the roof garden.

Hao Haoyang climbed into the place where the stairs and the courtyard were connected, and the Lihai Taizhengs who were carrying snacks and drinks froze in place, in a dilemma.

"Deputy Director Sanada..." Kirihara Akaya pulled up a strand of kelp-like hair, "What should I do?"

As the person who has the deepest friendship with Yukimura Seiichi in the tennis club, Genichiro Sanada's importance is instantly elevated under the current circumstances, and that staid and serious face can become gentle and amiable.

Kirihara Akaya scratched his head and thought: Regarding Minister Yukimura, I can only ask Deputy Minister Sanada.

"Pfft."

Nioh Masaharu, who had always been indifferent to Genichiro Sanada, added fuel to the fire. He leaned his back against the wall with a relaxed and natural attitude, "Yes, Vice Minister."

Genichiro Sanada: "It's really too lax."

After lunch, everyone wisely left the rooftop courtyard for the young couples in love, and several of them went to other places with unfinished bento in twos and threes.

"Speaking of it." Hiroshi Yagyu pushed his glasses, blocking other people's prying eyes through the glass lens, "Every year in Akiyuki Village, it is easy to catch a cold, and you will pretend that you are fine. Does any of you know that Asakawa-senpai contact information?"

Akira Kirihara, who didn't know anything about twists and turns, also said bluntly: "Does it have anything to do with Asakawa-san?" Why didn't you just ask Minister Yukimura?

The other people's talking and laughing voices faded away, and no one answered Kirihara Chiya, they swarmed into Liu Lian'er's side, chattering anxiously, "Hurry up, Lianji, do you have the mobile phone number of Junior Asakawa? "

"exactly."

"Sister Yezi's contact information is also available, she must know!"

"Let's go, let's go and ask Yezi Xuemei now!"

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Sunlight passing through the grid of the fence formed a fine grid of shadows. Asakawa Xia, who was biting a strawberry milk straw, was deeply shocked by the amazing action of the tennis team.

"Yukimura-san, will the tennis club still train overall mobility?" she asked.

"what happened?"

Seiichi Yukimura, who pressed the middle page of the collection of poems with one hand, tilted his head slightly. He kept bending over to read the book for a long time, and there was some inconspicuous soreness in his neck.

"No...it's nothing, I just feel that the tennis club is being elected, and it seems that they are playing and digging each other's holes, but they actually have a tacit understanding."

They are naturally familiar. Although they still follow the traditional and rigid Japanese concepts of seniors and seniors in their daily communication, their attitudes in getting along are very natural. They are not lifeless and polite. .

It was the excitement that she envied but never had.

Depressed emotions are like weeds growing in the wilderness, filling up and occupying all minds in an instant, and never let go of the gaps that I have neglected.

jingle--

Entering the campus status is equivalent to a mobile phone that interrupts Asakawa Natsu's wanton bad mood. She exhales, straightens the creased skirt, and uses this action to carefully spy on Yukimura Seichi.

The young man's face was rosy, and he was concentrating on reading the collection of poems. His slender fingers were flattening the heavy pages of the book, and there were fine shadows in the sun.

It's good if you don't find it, it's good if you don't find it.

Asakawa Xia patted her chest, breathing a sigh of relief but feeling something was wrong, she knocked on the back of the phone to light up the pitch-black screen, and switched to silent mode before reading unread messages.

——Is it an unfamiliar number?

She bit the soft flesh in her mouth, and a line of bold words with multiple exclamation marks came into her eyes:

"Sister Asakawa, I am Genichiro Sanada.

Yukimura often catches a cold after autumn, but he is afraid of us worrying and refuses to speak out, so I would like to ask you to do me a favor by testing the temperature of his forehead.

Many thanks.

Sincerely, Genichiro Sanada. "

Could it be that--!

The scene after entering the courtyard garden is like a revolving lantern, playing non-stop.

Judging from their normal way of getting along, today they didn't take the initiative to hold hands, their expressions were cold, and they weren't even disturbed by the ringtone of the phone...

Pushing away the bangs that were in the way in front of her eyes, Asakawa Natsuo approached Yukimura Seiichi lightly, and made an aggrieved voice: "Yukimura-san..."

"what happened?"

The purple-blue pupils reflected Asakawa Natsu's expressionless cheeks, she moved quickly and directly pressed his forehead without waiting for Yukimura Seiichi to recover.

Different from the normal high temperature on weekdays, today his body temperature was frighteningly high, but the fleeting touch turned out to be a burning pain.

I don't know how he pretended to be okay.

Asakawa Xia did not have clear almond eyes. She called Genichiro Sanada and put on her shoes on the picnic mat. After a short exchange, she said with a straight face: "Seiki Yukimura, Sanada-senpai please help us. Good day, I'll take you to the hospital."

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The author has something to say:

Yukimura's cold and fever are not private, my reason is: he got used to the cold after autumn, thought it was not serious, and planned to go home after school to buy medicine, but unexpectedly, he developed a fever out of control.

This is the update of the flag, the update will be later than usual tomorrow

and collection in advance

感谢在2021-11-0602:19:56~2021-11-0620:19:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Boston Tea Party_1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!