[Comprehensive] Ajibu's childhood sweetheart

Keigo Atobe opened his eyes.

He stared blankly at the woman sitting on top of him with his legs spread apart, and his eyes were attracted by her narrowed black eyes with a little bit of starlight.But now, the woman with such beautiful eyes that made him feel suffocated slowly tilted her head, as if she was a little puzzled by his blankness: "Jing Wu?"

The voice is very light and soft, just like her lips.

In this world, how can someone's lips be so soft?

Atobe Keigo lightly rubbed her waist wrapped in tulle with both hands, turned his face sideways, and gently rubbed his lips against the lips of the woman on her body.Maybe it was itching, but she also moved her head slightly from side to side, with a chuckle unconsciously overflowing from the corner of her mouth, and then coquettishly: "Jing Wu~"

Then, she was eaten viciously.

Atobe Keigo pushed hard into her mouth, and moved his other hand from the waist to fix it behind her head.He never knew that he could be so crazy for a person, sucking the body fluid in her mouth ferociously, and now there is only one thought in his mind.

She is her own, no one can take her away.

Therefore, even if she shrank her shoulders in some resistance, even if she pushed his chest, he still begged regardless, rolled up her weak tongue, invited it to dance with him, and then dragged it intimately. Hold it in your own mouth.

But this distance is not enough.

The thought of Keigo Atobe had just arisen, and their position had changed to a state where he was pressing on her body, burying his head into her neck and licking kisses.And she didn't resist as much as before, she stroked his hair gently with one hand, and raised one knee to gently rub against it...

The moment he entered, Keigo Atobe was stimulated by the great pleasure and instantly opened his eyes.

The familiar ceiling, the familiar quilt, and the familiar sound of his own panting resounding in his ears.

The ends of the hair that are usually raised docilely fell to the ear, Keigo Atobe sat on the bed, one knee was bent, and the elbow rested on the bent knee, and he buried his face in the open hand and gently rubbed with.

The burning heat between his legs was still reminding him of what kind of dream he had just now, and he was not ashamed of the feeling in the dream, but wished to disassemble all those fragments to think about them carefully and taste them slowly.

He knew he was in a hurry.

A few days ago, he learned that Hashimoto's mother had arranged a blind date for Yukino—although he couldn't help but investigate privately afterwards and found that this was not the case at all, but the recent development of the school still made him a little anxious.

That's right, since Yukino Hashimoto cut her hair and appeared on campus, apart from some girls commenting on it, a large group of boys are also eager to move.

Hashimoto Yukino actually has no shortage of suitors.

As far as Keigo Atobe knows, no matter his talent, appearance or character are worthy of good evaluation, three of the boys who are currently studying in the Higher School of Hyodi have followed Hashimoto Yukino all the time—just like Hashimoto back then. Yukino always looked at him the same way.

Just realized that he likes a girl, Keigo Atobe was only worried about the girl not accepting him; but after Hashimoto's mother and his mother had such a fight last time, Keigo Atobe remembered that he was not the only one who discovered her.

And those people discovered her earlier than him.

Thinking of seeing the boy next to Yukino Hashimoto yesterday, and Yukino Hashimoto smiling at him and saying something... Keigo Atobe lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked into the bathroom without even taking off his pajamas , stood under the shower and directly turned on the switch.

The cold water rushed straight down from the top of his head in an instant, making him tremble all over.

Under the effect of cold water, not only the body, but also the heart that was pounding just because of the thinking problem seemed to calm down.

But after calming down, he had another impulse.

Confession?Atobe Keigo.

With his hair sticking to his forehead and cheeks due to the water flow, Keigo Atobe took a small step forward, propping the forearm of one hand against the wall.A sharp light appeared in his dark blue eyes. At this moment, he was clearly standing under the cold water, but his breath was as violent as a lion.

Confession?Atobe Keigo.

After a while, he suddenly let out a sneer. The two consecutive rhetorical questions in his heart made him feel extremely ridiculous, and finally he lowered his head and smiled softly while letting the cold water wet his whole body.

The laughter continued, with doubts and disbelief about myself.

Slowly raising his head, he lifted the hair on his forehead, squinted his eyes slightly to feel the cold water hitting his face.

Compared with the irritable and a little confused before, now he seems to have figured out something, and the breath of his whole body has settled down.

After a long time, a sigh slowly slipped out of his thin lips: "You did it on purpose..."

How can I realize now that I love you so much.

Hashimoto Yukino suddenly opened his eyes, and it took him a while to regain consciousness.She blinked, yawned in wonder, sat up on the bed, took the alarm clock aside, squinted her eyes to identify the current time, and yawned again.

In the morning, ten past five.

Throwing the alarm clock aside, Hashimoto Yukino rolled over the quilt and closed his eyes.

Ten seconds later, the girl propped herself up from the bed and brushed her messy hair.

I didn't feel sleepy at all, but the game didn't start until nine o'clock.

Sleeping back into the cage was never something Hashimoto Yukino would do, so she threw off the quilt decisively and got out of bed, walked into the bathroom with bare feet and began to wash her face and brush her teeth.

It was still early, and the parents hadn't gotten up yet, so the girl who got up early decided to make breakfast by herself.

First wash the water and wash the rice, then dig out the eggs and milk from the refrigerator, and then find the sashimi from the compartment. Hashimoto Yukino is wearing an apron and preparing breakfast deftly.The sound of the eggs being dropped into the pot rang out in the kitchen. She watched the eggs slowly forming in the pot. As soon as she turned them over, she felt someone coming in behind her.

"Morning, Dad." Yukino Hashimoto turned his head, a little surprised, but quickly greeted him.

"Morning, Xiaoxing." Hashimoto's father wore elegant gold-rimmed glasses, but his hair was messy.He came over and directly took the frying pan that Yukino Hashimoto was holding in his hand without saying a word, expressing his meaning with actions.

Hashimoto Yukino stepped aside and watched his father flip the eggs: "Why did Dad get up so early?"

"I got up when I heard the sound of you getting up." Hashimoto's father stared at the eggs in the pot, "Later, Dad will send you to the stadium."

"Okay." Hashimoto Yukino agreed, but did not go out, still sticking to Hashimoto's father to watch him handle breakfast.

Hashimoto's father is a typical tall and handsome man. As for being rich... After seeing the really rich people, Hashimoto Yukino didn't think that their family belonged to the ranks of rich people-of course, this was only Hashimoto Yukino's own opinion.

Back to the topic, Hashimoto's father is not good at speaking, he can even be regarded as a bit serious, so many children around are afraid of him.

But according to Hashimoto's mother, the person Hashimoto Yukino liked the most when he was a child was his father.

My mother once complained, but fortunately, the little baby had already learned the skill of babbling and yelling at her father as long as her father was around before she could express herself. This mother puts it in her eyes.

For this reason, Hashimoto's mother deliberately prevented her father from holding her daughter several times.

And usually at this time, the daughter who is still a baby will cry unceremoniously.

Crying until Hashimoto's mother couldn't help it, she forced her into father's hands before giving up.

When Yukino Hashimoto heard it, he couldn't help being shocked by the rascal himself when he was a child.

But after being shocked, I found it funny.

It is said that the daughter is the lover of the father in the previous life, this sentence is really true for her~

"Then Dad, I'm getting out of the car." Yukino Hashimoto opened the door and bent down before closing the door, "Drive carefully."

"Okay, come on Xiaoxing too." Hashimoto's father put one hand on the steering wheel, took a small bag from the back seat with the other hand, and stretched it out to Hashimoto Yukino.

"Is it for me?" Hashimoto Yukino took it curiously, "What is it?"

"Let's watch after the game." Hashimoto's father smiled slightly.

"Okay." Hashimoto Yukino took a few steps back, closed the door, and stood there watching the car slowly leave her sight.

Shaking the bag, Hashimoto Yukino just turned around without stopping, paused as he was about to walk forward, and his expression was stunned.

Suddenly, the girl smiled brightly and walked towards the purple-gray haired boy standing at the entrance of the venue.

"Jingwu?" Yukino Hashimoto said he was not surprised, he was lying.

She really never thought that Keigo Atobe would appear in the preliminary round. This old man never bothered to appear in the preliminary round where there was nothing to see through.And today is Saturday, Yukino Hashimoto remembered that the tennis club seemed to have arranged additional training.

Because the Kanto competition is about to start.

"Ah." But she didn't expect that the other party just bent the corners of his lips when facing her expression of surprise and joy.

Such gentle Keigo Atobe made Hashimoto Yukino stunned for a moment, then she came back to her senses and asked, "Where are Yushi and the others?"

She took it for granted that a group of people from the tennis club had come, and he was standing at the door waiting for her for some purpose.

"Only my uncle." Keigo Atobe frowned, seeing her obviously unrecovered expression, "Aren't you going in."

Hashimoto Yukino opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't know what to say, so he could only bend his eyebrows and say, "Okay."

Weird, really weird.

While waiting in the audience, Hashimoto Yukino sneaked countless times at Keigo Atobe who was sitting next to her like an ordinary person.He just appeared at the preliminary round without saying a word, accompanied her to receive her number plate and fill in her personal information without saying a word, and now he is sitting quietly beside her, staring at the playing on the stage players.

If she didn't know him very well, and knew that his current expression was actually a capitalized inattention, she would almost think that he was immersed in this ups and downs music scene.

In fact, it wasn't anything that surprised Yukino Hashimoto, but the feeling that Keigo Atobe seemed to have restrained all his aura.

Although she felt that Keigo Atobe's face couldn't be truly ordinary, but Yukino Hashimoto had never felt this peaceful feeling at this moment.It seemed that since he changed, she felt more and more different from him.

It's not so much a different side than usual, it's better to say it's an ordinary man's side... I guess.

Just when Hashimoto Yukino was staring straight ahead in complete ecstasy, the abnormal movement from the tip of her hair made her look over subconsciously,

One hand, to be more precise, Keigo Atobe's hand was gently pinching the tip of her hair, pulling it towards him.And his whole body, at some point, was already sitting on the side of the chair close to her direction.

Seeing his black hair entwined in his knuckle hands, Hashimoto Yukino blushed: "King Wu, what are you doing?"

Atobe Keigo didn't reply for a long time, he just kept playing with the ends of her hair, with a relaxed expression and an intimate gesture.

"Hey, Yukino."

Suddenly, he spoke softly.

Without the usual domineering, the low but not hoarse voice slowly slid past her ears.

"What?" Hashimoto Yukino was bewitched by this tenderness, raised his eyes, and met his focused gaze on her.

"You've been peeking at me for a long time." He leaned a little closer in her direction, and their eyes glued together.

Hashimoto Yukino looked at the small self in his eyes, and his brain suddenly realized that something seemed to be out of control: "Ah, so you have been looking at me." Her voice was also very soft.

Atobe Keigo raised his lips and chuckled, "What a bad boy."

Hashimoto Yukino opened her mouth, but the next second her voice was stuck in her throat.Atobe Keigo lightly rubbed her earlobe twice with a cool hand, and said in a very flat tone, "Go get your ears pierced sometime."

She groped along the place where he rubbed, but she didn't think that he didn't take back her hand, and she grabbed his fingers lightly at once.

It's just that she didn't let him take the lead anymore, but instead pushed his fingers out and pinched her earlobe: "Look again, mom also misses me all day and asks me to get my ears pierced, and wait until the time is over."

Music competition, deviation test, and the upcoming final exam and high school graduation party...

"Ah." Atobe Keigo replied, moved his body back a little, but still sat on the side closer to her.

Hashimoto Yukino looked at his profile, and suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder.Turning her head, she only heard the staff say to her: "Hashimoto Yukino, you are the next one, please follow me."

"Go." Keigo Atobe looked at Hashimoto who stood up, but turned back to look at him, and smiled wantonly.

"...Then I'll go." Hashimoto Yukino couldn't think of anything to say, so he could only nod, then turned around and left with the staff.

Atobe Keigo watched the back of her leave without turning his eyes away, until she walked into a small door on the side of the stage and no one was seen, then slowly retracted his sight.Gently stroking the tear mole with one hand, he looked at the boy who had chosen a difficult piece on the stage but couldn't play one percent of the essence of the piece.

Keigo Atobe couldn't wait to feel her "Girl's Prayer" magnified by the stage again.

The author has something to say: How could I start the car so easily!

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