Marry Yukimura's 100 Careful Tricks

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"You're the one crying." Asakawa Xia didn't recognize it, it was obviously a physiological trace after light stimulation, how could it be counted as tears.

"Then what is this?" Seiichi Yukimura stretched out his wet fingertips, and his slender fingers shone brightly under the water.

Asakawa Natsu couldn't refute, and covered the topic with what he hadn't said just now: "Dear Yukimura-senpai."

She opened the distance between them, and bowed to Yukimura Seiichi.

From the first time Yukimura Seiichi met Asakawa Natsu, she always treated herself as an equal, calling him Yukimura-san, and accusing him of being inhuman... except that there is no strange and alienated obedience to duty.

"What's the matter, can you tell me?" He softened his voice, and his tone was concerned.

Seiichi Yukimura lowered his eyelids halfway, most of his good-looking face was hidden in the dark, the corners of his mouth were almost drawn into a straight line, and he kept recalling the circumstances that made Asakawa what he is now.

I always feel that Yukimura-san's face is so ugly, why don't you come back another day?

Asakawa Xia just wanted to sneak away, but just as she turned around, a sharp gaze locked on her.

"Natsuya Asakawa."

"You, you, you, don't be angry, there is something to discuss." Asakawa Xia stuck to the wall and retracted into the corner. She squeezed in the corner, showing a small face with red eyes, "I just want to ask you to draw a picture, so don't be so angry Bar."

"..."

Yukimura Seiichi chuckled, sighing, leaning sideways against the wall, with one hand propped on the window sill behind him, "Asakawa-san, don't pant when you speak."

"Mom said that you should have a begging attitude when you ask for help. How am I doing?"

Seeing that Yukimura Seiichi was not angry, Asakawa Natsu boldly approached, his fingers across the snow-white wall, approached slowly, and gently put it on the sleeve of his coat.

yeah.

Asakawa Xia quietly gave herself a thumbs up in her heart, awesome!

"Not enough," he said.

"Then... Yukimura-san, tell me, what kind of attitude do you want?" Asakawa Natsu became playful, and she blinked and moved to Yukimura Seichi's side, "Brother Seichi, can you draw a picture for me?"

Seeing that Yukimura Seiichi's attitude was loose, Asakawa Natsu continued to call his brother coquettishly.

"The tennis club is very busy recently..."

In the middle of the conversation, the quiet corridor suddenly became noisy, and several tennis club candidates walked towards them, talking to each other.

Akira Asakawa was afraid that Yukimura Seiichi would take the opportunity to find an excuse to leave, so she passed on, wrapped her arms around Yukimura Seiichi, hid in his arms and refused to go out, and threatened fiercely: "Quickly agree, or...or I won't let you go .”

"Don't go." Seiichi Yukimura lifted the end of Asakawa Natsu's hair and wrapped it up for her, "Genichiro and the others are here, are you sure you don't want to let go?"

"No."

If he lets go, he will definitely say: "Sorry" and send her away.There is an old saying in China that goes: You learn a lot from a fall, and if you want to cheat yourself a second time with the same trick, there is no way.

"You've said that before."

Asakawa Xia refers to her fifth confession.

At that time, she spent several days in the forum, and only learned from sporadic news that Yukimura Seichi liked to go to the school garden or the roof garden during his lunch break.

She waited in the garden for several lunch breaks before seeing Yukimura Seiichi walking towards him with a collection of poems in his hand on a certain Thursday.

The two of them hadn't spoken a few words, and the sound of a few conversations came into their ears.

Asakawa Xia Xunsheng looked over.

Not far away, a few members of the tennis club dressed in official uniforms came into view. Before she had time to confess, she directly received a sentence: "Sorry, training is about to start."

The fifth confession, before it blooms, it is buried in the bud.

the other side.

Nioh Masaharu, who blew the gum bubbles, silently dragged away Kirihara Akiya who wanted to continue watching even though his face was blushing and ripe.Genichiro Sanada, who was half a step ahead, lowered the brim of his hat and squeezed out a sentence: "Too slack." He also turned and left.

Hmph, I can't go away.

Natsuki Asakawa was so proud that she didn't bother her so badly that she asked Yukimura to draw, so she changed her name to Natsuki Yukimura!

"Promise, promise. If there is no paint, I will ask Qing Shui to buy it." She tried her best to throw out the most attractive conditions she thought, trying to impress the person in front of her.

These things are not attractive to Yukimura Seiichi. He looked at Asakawa Natsu, who was chattering and trying to convince himself, and couldn't help rubbing her hair.

If someone else came, he wouldn't bother, Yukimura Seiichi looked in the direction of the first year group B, the smile on his mouth faded a bit.

"If Asakawa-san is willing to choose the paint by himself."

"I am willing!"

Afraid that he would go back on his word, Asakawa Xia didn't even want to blurt it out.Because it was a subconscious reaction, the voice was a little loud, and the students who passed by a little further away cast ambiguous glances when they heard these three words.

It's a pity that Asakawa Natsu, whose eyes were full of Yukimura Seiichi, didn't feel it at all, but someone who had a panoramic view of everything, nodded slightly towards the distance as a tacit consent.

other people:! ! ! !

"I have one more condition." Yukimura Seichi slowly threw out the bait to catch Asakawa Natsu.

"No matter one, ten or a hundred, I promise."

The requirements are too high and cannot be met, so just play tricks.Asakawa Natsu thought beautifully, and never considered the issue of retaliation for offending Yukimura Seiichi.

"Okay." He tapped on the window sill, motioning for Asakawa Xia to follow, and asked as he walked, "Where's the person in charge of your class, why didn't she come?"

"I am." No need for Yukimura Seiichi to continue to ask, as soon as the conversation was opened, Asakawa Natsu said along the way:

"I just bent down to pick up the signature pen that fell on the ground. When I looked up, there was a sentence written on the blackboard: Asakawa Xia abstained, and the person in charge was elected by Asakawa Xia..."

"anything else?"

Seiichi Yukimura echoed from time to time, leading Asakawa Natsu to continue talking, the purple-blue pupils spread all over deep, and in the voice: "So that's it." In the voice, he wrote two strokes on the heads of Amanoji Shimizu and Noko Lily.

"Yukimura-san."

When he walked to the second grade teaching building, Asakawa Natsu pinched the corner of his clothes.She looked up at Seiichi Yukimura, her eyes were still slightly flushed, "It's just...uh..."

She was blushing, and her speech was slurring and stammering.

"Speak slowly, don't rush."

At this moment, Yukimura Seiichi's heart is completely soft, in reason and emotion, that softness firmly suppresses reason.

"In private, can I call your brother?"