Teach you how to correctly attack Akashi Seijuro

Although Akimoto was relieved in the bathroom, he was in a bad mood.He didn't understand what Akashi was going to do, the previous kiss was inexplicable.Of course, he wouldn't consider that Akashi would want to get back together, even if he got back together, it would only be posted on his side, but Akimoto would not do this kind of thing that damages self-esteem today.

He is not the same as before, and he doesn't need a lover who restrains him.And the other party is not a considerate object, let alone like him.

There are many reasons for wanting to kiss and have sex. When I think that Akashi is just like everyone else, but looks at himself with such pure desire | eyes, Akimoto feels very disgusted and repelled.

He doesn't need a companion in this relationship.

Just the thought of being physically touched by someone is disgusting enough.

That kind of thing gave Akimoto the impression that there was nothing but pain and sorrow.

After leaving the bathroom, Qiu Ben fell silent when he saw the full and nutritious breakfast on the dining table.He pointed to the sumptuous breakfast that would never appear in his apartment, and asked Akashi who was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron.

"what are these?"

"Breakfast." Akashi took the fried eggs out of the pan, because Akimoto never cooks, his kitchen doesn't even have a stove, only an induction cooker and a few frying pans, and the frying pans he used were new ones.

There is absolutely no such thing as bacon, omelette, lettuce, hot dog in his refrigerator, not even milk, which Akimoto absolutely hates.The corner of his mouth twitched, and the red apron on Akashi who brought out the fried egg... Does he have such a thing as an apron in his apartment?

By the way, there seems to be a lot of utensils in the kitchen.There is still a typhoon outside.

"How...how did these things come from?" He asked with a blunt tongue.

Akashi glanced at him contemptuously, poured himself a glass of milk, sat on a chair, and said, "Let the nearby shopping mall deliver the goods to your door."

Is there a mall nearby ==?And where did you get the mall phone from?

The owner of the apartment... fell silent to the guest who just came for one night.

"I don't know if it suits your taste, so let's make do with it." Akashi spoke humbly and falsely to the English breakfast full of color, fragrance and taste.

"Don't tell me you did it." Akimoto would rather believe that the shopping mall that was still open on a typhoon day would provide such a complete and rich breakfast.

"What do you think?" Akashi snorted coldly.

Akimoto shut up obediently, but the food is really delicious... For 17 years, Akimoto, who can turn fried eggs into frying pan charcoal, is full of greasy food.Although he doesn't care much about what he eats... Well, ramen after the game is absolutely untouchable... But these things made by Akashi are so delicious that he wants to swallow his tongue.Akashi had a normal appetite, so most of the food went into Akimoto's stomach, and there was nothing left.

"It's amazing. Not only are you so good at school and sports, but you are also so good at cooking. Your future wife and children will be very happy." After the meal, Qiu Ben praised his slightly convex belly with a satisfied expression.

Akashimoto felt a little sweet when he saw Akimoto's eating, but his eyes turned cold again when he heard Akimoto's words.Seeing that there is nothing unusual about Akimoto, it seems that he is talking about things that are taken for granted...

Take it for granted, do you think he will get married and have children?

Are you implying that I have been completely excluded from your life plan?

The milk cup in his hand clicked, and Akimoto was taken aback. He saw that Akashi's hands were full of milk. The white milk wet his hands and the tablecloth, and the victim was the man who had cracked into a good cup. A few mugs.

"The quality of this mug is really bad..." Akashi complained in such a low voice, as if he wasn't the one who crushed it just now.I don't feel any guilt for destroying the host's things... This kind of mug that looks like a gift from someone else and says 'Master Akimoto, I love you' should be scrapped.

Akimoto didn't think much about it, he was relieved to see that Akashi's hand was not injured, stood up and went to the kitchen to get a rag.When he was about to clean up the mess, he saw Akashi on the seat put his milk-stained finger to his mouth, spit out his red tongue, licked the white liquid on his index finger, his eyes were deep and focused, he finished licking the liquid on it, and then Instead, he held his little finger in his mouth and gently licked the liquid on his palm like a cat.Seeing Qiuben standing aside in a daze, he raised his head in doubt, tilted his head slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

After asking, he seemed to notice that there was still liquid around his mouth, so he stretched out his tongue and licked it carefully. The slightly opened mouth made people feel the urge to fill it up.

Akimoto turned his face away and threw the rag on the table.He thought of the embarrassing thing in the morning, Akashi had never thought of doing this kind of thing for him with his mouth, and Akashi seemed to be very skilled...

This cognition calmed down Ben's feverish body.He said, "Let me clear up the tableware, and you go to rest."

"Are you okay?" Akashi asked as he wiped off the remaining milk in his hands with a tissue.

"...I can still do this." Akimoto said in a blunt tone.

Seeing his busy back, Akashi frowned slightly.Why are you angry instead?This is different from the reactions described in the love books provided by Tetsuya and Chihiro...

Sure enough, isn't it tempting enough?Sure enough, I still have to practice a few more times in front of the mirror.

Akashi is already considering asking the housekeeper to buy more guide books of this type.Although the grandpa housekeeper might cry out excitedly and say 'my young master has finally realized this aspect', but for the sake of Akimoto, he will be patient and not step on it a few more times.

Akashi who thought this way saw that Akimoto didn't need help, although he was a little suspicious in his heart, he sat on the sofa in the living room full of thoughts.Turned on the TV, a snowflake, obviously no signal.Akimoto said in the kitchen: "I don't have a connection signal, you can watch the discs. I bought a few a few days ago."

Because I don't live here often, and I can use the computer to watch the programs I need, so there is no need to do anything extra.But buying such a large LCD TV is also useful, such as watching some game videotapes or movies.

A few days ago, he bought a few of the latest movies strongly recommended by fans on the blog, and he just waited and watched them to pass the time during the three days of the typhoon.

Akashi easily saw a few discs in the drawer of the TV cabinet that hadn't even been removed from the plastic seal.The genre is very mixed, there are spy films, horror films and thrillers, but there are no romance films.

Akimoto, who has the aura of "love fades away" on his head, has no interest in sticky romance movies at all.Akashi is a little regretful, he should have asked his driver to deliver the romance film along with him... That's right, those materials were not delivered by the mall, but delivered by his own almighty driver himself.

Local tyrant, young master, Akashi Seijuro has no pressure.

After Akimoto cleaned up the tableware, he wiped his hands and came out. The apron was still on, but Akashi's oversized apron fit Akimoto very well. Seeing how he was wearing the apron, Akashi nodded slightly in satisfaction.

"What's wrong?" Akimoto asked when he saw him nodding.As he asked, he took off his apron and put it aside, ready to throw it into the washing machine later.

Seeing him take off his apron, Akashi felt a little sorry.However, Akimoto is still wearing home clothes now. Although his neck is still covered with a collar, his beautiful hands are still exposed.

Well, that's not bad.

Akashi's thoughts drifted to nowhere, Akimoto saw that he was a little strange and came over to choose a movie with him, sat on the ground casually, took the disc in the drawer, and asked: "What do you want to watch? Haven't decided yet?"

Akashi's eyes wandered, from Akimoto's face to the disc in his hand, they were all war movies or spy movies, but there was a horror movie in the drawer that Akimoto didn't hold in his hand.Akashi picked up the disc and said in an unquestionable tone, "Look at this!"

Seeing that he won this one, Akimoto twitched his brows and eyes.But since Akashi wants to see it, he doesn't care...

Half an hour later, Akashi on the sofa stood up. "I'm going to the bathroom..."

However, the hem of his pajamas was grabbed by one hand, hugging Akimoto who was lying on the sofa with a pillow, he turned his head stiffly with a click, forced a smile, and said hehe: "I, I will go together... ..."

"I'll go first..." Akashi said.

Akimoto smiled stiffly and said, "No, it's okay, you first...me, me and then you..."

A phantom just flashed across the screen, and the sound echoed realistically with the sound of a ghost crying. Akimoto's body trembled suddenly, swallowed, and said with a mournful face: "Zhengjuro... Let's go together... qaq"

"...whatever you want." Akashi said this seemingly speechlessly, turned his head but the corners of his lips curled up high.