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The palm-sized girl burst out with astonishing strength and agility, and she clung to Matsuda Zhenping, but she didn't lose the upper hand because of her stature.

After everything that happened in front of him subverted Amuro Toru's impression of the chestnut-haired girl, he was shocked again and again.

Under the series of stimulations, he was even a little numb.

Matsuda Zhenping's poking behavior made all the people present stand on the side of Liu Yiyi, and they said words of persuasion, but in fact they were sneaky.

What Toru Amuro didn't know in front of this scene of flying dogs and dogs was how natural the smile on his face and eyes was.

The corner of Liu Yi's eyes inadvertently slipped away and stayed on his face.

"This kind of smile still suits him."

Thinking like this, she also inadvertently spoke out what was in her heart.

After Amuro heard it, he glanced at the glass on the window.

Through the black night sky, seeing the curvature of the mouth and the softness of the eyebrows and eyes reflected on it made him a little dazed.

He lowered his eyelids halfway, and the smile on his face also restrained a lot.

But before waiting for a moment, the corner of Toru Amuro's mouth twitched when he felt the scorching gaze cast on his body.

Even facing himself in the parallel world, Toru Amuro raised his head and stared back not to be outdone.

Surprisingly childish.

Facing the blond-haired black-skinned young man's eyes full of scrutiny, dissatisfaction, and jealousy, plus a bit of disgust, he actually had doubts that "human eyes can really integrate so many emotions".

Until the young man was pinched by the miniature girl who jumped at him, Toru Amuro suddenly despised his foolish and competitive behavior.

Jiang Guling's cold snort did not escape Liu Yiyi's ears.

Holding her hands in her palms, she stretched out her small hands helplessly, blocking Jiang Gu Ling who was suddenly childish like a school chicken.

After poking her boyfriend's tall nose, the touch from her fingertips made her rub her index finger and thumb together a few times.

Looking at Jiang Guling's childlike face, some small thoughts buried in the bottom of his heart are ready to move.

After struggling in his heart for a few seconds, Liu Yiyi chose to obey the voice of his heart, stretched out his sinful little hand, and grabbed a handful of wheat-colored flesh on his cheek.

Delicate and smooth, strong and Q-bomb, the taste must be good.

No, I was wrong.

Under Jiang Guling's suspicious gaze, Liu Yiyi shook his head frantically, trying to get rid of the unreliable thoughts in his mind.

Matsuda Jinping pulled his messy hairstyle, not missing any chance to ridicule and hit Liu Yiyi: "Is she having a convulsion?"

He didn't expect anyone to respond to him.

"...Xiao Zhenping?!"

Hagiwara Kenji's surprised voice sounded from beside him, and Matsuda Jinpei closed his eyes to relieve his soreness, and said impatiently, "Don't make a fuss... oh?"

Feeling the pull from his legs, he had an intuition that something was wrong. He lowered his head and barely narrowed his eyes, finally understanding what happened.

Temporarily being in the state of a soul, he was half suspended just like that time.

Matsuda Jinpei didn't feel sore eyes and scalp aches now, he crossed his legs and floated in mid-air to look directly at his friends.

"Has Zhenping even encountered such a situation?" Zhu Fu Jingguang was keenly aware of the sudden surprise on Matsuda Zhenping's face and this skilled movement.

"Ah, as a side effect, you should be able to do the same." Matsuda Jinpei put his elbows on his lapped thighs, his right hand propped his cheek, and his left fingertips casually tapped his knees.

Under the teaching of this irascible teacher, several brave friends learned this trick back and forth, and they floated wantonly in Amurotou's not-so-spacious room, and it was difficult to dispel them when they collided into a ball. enthusiasm.

Even Jiang Gu Ling, with Liu Yiyi on his head, stood on tiptoe, levitating for a moment.

After trying it, Momoku Kagemitsu did not join the big boy Hagiwara Kenji's activities, so he landed next to Amuro Toru and patted him on the shoulder.

After signaling the other party to come closer, he whispered a few times in his ear.

Amuro showed surprise and nodded.

When this group of people completely subsided, the night was already deep, and the night owls also responded to the call of the sleeping god.

At this time in the past, Toru Amuro was still working overtime like crazy.

In today's situation, in order to prevent friends from another world from demolishing their homes, Ban should not think about adding extra time.

Considering the limited space in the bachelor's apartment, the group of people discussed and decided by Liu Yiyi that the host Anshi Tou must sleep on the bed, and the rest of them found places to nest at will.

As for Liu Yiyi, although she is now petite, she is still the only woman present, accompanied by Rei Fuguya, and lives in a tent provided by Toru Amuro.

It can be regarded as a different kind of "camping" experience.

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The next morning's sunlight fell on the simple tent in the living room, and Liu Yiyi's side face was tightly attached to the warm and smooth skin.

Baibai's little one lay on the open chest, rising and falling with Jiang Guling's breathing, which was in stark contrast to the wheat color.

Mo Yue encountered something in his sleep, and the little man with chestnut hair frowned and turned over.

However, the movement was too big, and seeing that her body was about to roll down, a slender hand gently resisted in front of her.

She slept so comfortably that Liu Yiyi didn't wake up at all.

The little palm fumbled, and when it touched the soft fingertips, it subconsciously rubbed forward and hugged her chest tightly.

The mouth attached to the fingers muttered indistinctly.

Furutani Rei, who had already woken up, leaned on the pillow and watched with great interest his cute and lovely girlfriend.

If it weren't for the conditions, he would like to take pictures as a souvenir.

While the two in the tent were enjoying their time alone, they were forced to have a private chat late at night by Toru Amuro, who was squeezed into a room by his friends from another world.

After the end, I finally fell asleep before the sky was about to dawn, and I woke up under the action of the biological clock not long after.

In a daze, he seemed to realize that there was someone in the bedroom, Toru Amuro lost all sleepiness, and stretched his right hand under the pillow.

When his fingertips touched the warm equipment, he looked at the three sleeping people in front of him, the memories of last night flooded into his mind, and he finally reacted.

It turned out that all this was not a dream.

Amuro breathed a sigh of relief. On this early morning when he had no tasks, he lay on the bed, hugging the well-behaved Hello, and looking at the bright world.

But he didn't sit idle for long.

At seven o'clock, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and Zhu Fu Jingguang's gentle voice came through the door.

The phrase "dinner is ready" seems to have turned on some strange switch.

The three of them, who were so sleepy that they couldn't control themselves, squinted their eyes and rubbed their faces at the same time, "Here we come."

After a while, the four people obediently waiting for Zhu Fu Jingguang to be seated looked down at the white rice in front of them, and compared it with the two bowls of red bean rice, one large and one small, without leaving any trace.

"Oh~"

Kenji Hagiwara and Jinhei Matsuda looked at each other with raised eyebrows, recalling that the couple exuded a different aura than before, showing an expression of sudden realization, but Liu Yiyi felt that it was particularly embarrassing.

The voice was weird.

She doesn't know much about the neon "red bean rice" culture, so naturally she doesn't understand the meaning behind it.

And Fugu Ling, who was winked and teased by his friends, raised his chopsticks without changing his expression, and flexibly transformed the jade on the plate into the size of a soybean grain.

The right hand was so steady that it couldn't hold one more firmly, and brought it to the mouth of Liu Yiyi who still looked a little dazed. ?