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That night, Ji Chuan Shacai didn’t work overtime, so he got off work on time and took Zuo Zhizi out to eat barbecue. The two sisters were in a good mood, and Ji Chuan Shacai ordered wine—but Zuo Zhizi also held a cup to think When it was time to share a cup, Oikawa Saina slapped Zuo Zhizi's hand away majestically.

Zuo Zhizi touched her red hand and said angrily, "I'm already a college student!"

Ji Chuan Shacai unscrewed the juice and poured it to Zuo Zhizi, smiling: "No! Even if you are a prospective college student, you are only a prospective college student. If you are under 20 years old, you are not allowed to drink alcohol. Obediently give me juice!"

Zuo Zhizi was not convinced: "I don't believe my sister, you didn't secretly drink during the graduation season!"

Ji Chuan Shacai blinked, with a proud sly look on her face: "Hmph, you want to trick me? I won't tell you!"

"Oh, by the way, my mother called me this afternoon-they said they wanted to pick you up in advance and go to England to get used to it, but it still depends on your thoughts... She originally wanted to call you to ask you, but in the afternoon Your phone has been busy."

Zuo Zhizi was smearing mustard on the barbecue, and she couldn't help but stop when she heard this, she was surprised: "Go ahead...don't wait for the spring break?"

Ji Chuan Shacai: "How can it be possible to wait for the spring break? That's too late. Mom means that the second semester or the third semester will pass, and it is best to pass the second semester. They can help you look at the house in advance. Of course, It’s mostly up to you to think about it.”

Zuo Zhizi frowned, but she still didn't stop her movements. She rolled the roast meat into the lettuce and stuffed it into her mouth. Her voice was vague: "Let me think about it... I will give my mother an answer in a few days."

Ji Chuan Shacai brought her a piece of roasted pork belly and comforted her: "The summer vacation is not here yet, don't worry."

Zuo Zhizi: "...um!"

Should I leave in the second semester, or in the third semester?

The preliminaries of IH are in June, and the preliminaries of Spring High are in September.If I leave again in the third semester, I can accompany the volleyball club to participate in the preliminaries of Spring High...

"Azuo, you didn't press the counter."

Hanamaki Takata leaned over to look at the counter in Zuo Zhizi's hand that was motionless, and reminded her.Zuo Zhizi came to her senses, apologized hastily, and pressed the counter—Hamaki Takata was a little worried: "Are you okay?"

Zuo Zhizi: "...It's okay, I was thinking about something just now, sorry, can I do it all over again?"

Hanamaki Kidai nodded: "No problem."

The members of the third year of high school did a set of catching drills again. Zuo Zhizi didn't get distracted this time, and carefully helped them record the data and register it on the form.

Today is the weekend, and the activities of the volleyball club were only in the morning.However, because of the approaching IH qualifiers, everyone's nerves were tense, especially the first graders, who consciously stayed for training in the afternoon; none of the staff left, and Zuo Zhizi, as the manager, did not leave early The reason is also left until the evening.

It wasn't until the school security came to clean up the crowd that everyone left the gymnasium one after another.

Zuo Zhizi stayed to tidy up the volleyball and volleyball net, and sorted out the materials.She entered today's data in the coach lounge, and when she returned to the volleyball court, she saw Oi Chuanche still practicing.

The volleyball was sent out by his spike and fell to the floor, making an extremely loud sound, and this sound continued to echo in the empty gymnasium.Soon Ji Chuanche had served all the volleyballs in his hand. He stopped on the spot, bowed his waist and supported his knees, gasped for breath, and rested.

Zuo Zhizi went to pick up the fallen volleyballs opposite Oi Chuanche, and blurred reflections of figures could be seen on the scrubbed floor.After picking up the volleyball, she turned her head to look for Oi Chuanche, and it didn't take much effort to find Oi Chuanche beside the rest chair.

Continuous practice consumed most of Oi Chuanche's physical strength. He closed his eyes and sat on the floor with his knees bent, his back leaning on the rest chair, his head slightly raised, and his chest rose and fell obviously when he breathed.

Probably feeling hot, Oi Chuanche pulled off the knee pads.

His knee pads are rather special, one black and one white in diametrically opposite colors - Mingming still used knee pads of the same color when he was honest and practical in junior high school, but as he got older, he didn't know where it started to grow crooked.By the time Zuo Zhizi realized it, the guy's opposite-colored knee pads had become some of his personal characteristics.

Before Oikawa Toru's reputation had spread, players from other schools had already called him "that Ikemen bastard wearing reverse-colored knee pads".

Because of the action of the boy bending his knees, the blue-and-white shorts slid down according to gravity, revealing the tight thigh muscles. The skin on the heels of the legs is a little whiter than other places, but the muscle lines are equally obvious and sharp.The pulled down anti-color knee pads are stacked on the ankles, covering the ankles with obvious bones.

Zuo Zhizi habitually followed those muscle lines with her eyes, sketched out the direction of the bones in her mind, and then thought in her heart: This bone is really good.

The ratio is also good.

No wonder I liked to find Oi Chuanche as a human body reference since I was a child—it was free, obedient, and good-looking.

Oikawa Toru, who had kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, and turned his sweaty face to Sagariko.The eyes of the two collided, and Zuo Zhizi blinked, without the embarrassment of peeking at the captured bag, went to Oi Chuanche and squatted down, and wiped the sweat off his face with a towel.

Oikawa's bent knees were lowered, and his two overly long legs were loosely paralyzed on the ground.He raised his face up and closed his eyes obediently, allowing Zuo Zhizi to wipe his face with a towel.

The towel brushed softly over his cheeks, and the girl's equally soft fingers poked his browbones and cheekbones from time to time.Then the finger touched his thigh again;

In an instant, the tense muscles exploded with a numb feeling, and Ji Chuanche jumped up like a tiger whose buttocks were touched, and the folded corners of his shorts hung down, covering his white thighs again.

The two looked at each other, and Oi Chuanche was frightened by Zuo Zhizi's actions, and Zuo Zhizi was frightened by Oi Chuanche's reaction - Oi Chuanto pressed his thigh tightly through the fabric of the shorts, with a surprised and terrified expression. Like a little girl who was underestimated by hooligans.

Zuo Zhizi came to her senses and patted herself on the chest: "What are you doing jumping up? You scared me."

Oi Chuanche: "... Should I say this? Where are you touching?"

Zuo Zhizi: "—Touch the thigh muscles?"

"..."

The two looked at each other, and Oi Chuanche only saw bewilderment and incomprehension in Ome's eyes.He belatedly realized that there was no other special meaning in this action, and he couldn't help but let go of his hand resentfully, and sat down on the floor again: "I thought you coveted Mr. Jichuan's excellent body, and you planned to fight against him in the gymnasium." I'll do it."

Zuo Zhizi: "...your adjective seems to be—"

Oi Chuanche: "Then what?"

Zuo Zhizi: "Looks like an innocent high school girl who was forced by a scumbag boyfriend."

Oi Chuanche: "..."

Oi Chuanche: "Thank you, but my selling point is the cool and handsome guy."

Zuo Zhizi: "A cold and handsome guy who jumps up when his thigh is touched?"

Oikawa Toru couldn't answer this question, so he could only stare at Zuo Zhizi in humiliation and silence.Zuo Zhizi looked at him inexplicably and wanted to laugh, and then thought that this person seemed to be bullied by him very often.

Weird.

It was rare for her to find out her conscience, so she rolled up a corner of her skirt generously: "If you feel offended, you can touch it back, my thigh feels good."

Oi Chuanche: "..."

He turned his head the other way, looking at the air.The afterglow of the setting sun streaming in through the glass windows on the walls of the gymnasium painted the floor of the volleyball court a dull crimson.

The orange tone was dyed on the girl's fair skin, white indoor shoes, black knee socks, and a skirt that was just five centimeters above the knee - Oikawa thought for the first time that the design of girls' school uniforms in Aoba Josai was so unique Good taste.

A slightly western shirt is also cute with a blazer.

Although Zuo Zhizi finds it too hot every summer, she never wears a suit jacket.

But the brown color is really the best!

When Oikawa Toru was fighting with heaven and man with red ears, Zuo Zhizi kept watching his face that was getting redder and redder.Suddenly, a mischievous smile appeared on her face: "You're not thinking—the hem of the school skirt is just in the middle of the thigh, and it's so cute with knee socks—is it?"

Oi Chuanche: "...not at all!"

Zuo Zhizi: "Pervert."

Oi Chuanche: "I told you I wasn't thinking about such a thing!"

Zuo Zhizi shook her toes, bent her eyes and smiled abhorrently: "Is there really not?"

Oi Chuanche had to look at her, seeing clearly the slyness and complacency under the girl's cute smiling face.The king who ruled the volleyball club finally realized that he had been teased, and gritted his molars angrily.

However, Zuo Zhizi didn't intend to wait for his answer at all, she patted her skirt and stood up: "I want to put the volleyball back in the equipment room, will you wait for me to go with me?"

Oi Chuanche was depressed, and stood up, "I'll help you."

Zuo Zhizi put her hands behind her back, faced Oi Chuanche, jumped up and down and walked a few steps backwards, and smiled: "Oh—is it so good? It's amazing, I'm so touched, I feel like What can I do to thank the talents of Sichuan University~”

"Let me think about it, how should I thank you? Ah, then I will show you a maid outfit with absolute domain? After all, there are maid series in your collection..."

"Okay."

The bright smile on Zuo Zhizi's face froze.She blinked slowly, feeling that she had heard wrong, and looked at Oi Chuanche suspiciously: "Huh?"

Oi Chuanche blushed almost to the point of smoking, but his expression was not shy—if he had to describe it, his expression was even gnashing his teeth.He walked up to Zuo Zhizi, bent down slightly, and put out a terrifying smile on his face: "Is there a maid outfit in the absolute realm? To wear it properly, you must not miss any accessories, even if only a suspender is missing. It will be over, too."

"do you understand?"

Zuo Zhizi took two steps back, quickly picked up the volleyball basket, and said seriously: "How can the captain help me carry this weight? The athlete's body is very precious! I'll do it myself!"

Oi Chuanche grabbed the edge of the volleyball hoop, with a half-smile: "How can I do that? You are my cutest girlfriend, of course I want to help you."

The volleyball basket was grabbed by two people at the same time, stuck in mid-air.Zuo Zhizi hugged the volleyball basket tightly and gritted her teeth: "I'll just get it!"

Oi Chuanche: "I'll get it!"

Zuo Zhizi: "Don't even think about it! I said I'll get it and I'll do it!"

Oi Chuanche sneered: "Didn't you say it very vigorously just now? In fact, you don't dare to wear it yourself?"

Zuo Zhizi: "... The provocative method is useless to me! Don't think that if I am not afraid of you, I will forget the fact that you are a healthy man!!!"

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A Zuo: I'm just out of character and not a fool!

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Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Beixixing;

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