that JK is a boy

Ishida Kazuto's eyes flickered slightly.

"Oreki Yuki, number four of the second class."

"Yuhihama Riju, B and No. [-]."

"Rika Rika, No. [-] in B class."

"Huna Hideyuki, No. [-] in class B."

Ishida Kazuto raised his head in surprise.

"Gongqianming, Class A No. [-]."

"Yuka Kotoku, Class A No. [-]."

"Enough!!!" Ishida Kazuto shouted.

Hayama Kiyotaka paused for a moment, then continued.

"Sakai Yumee, Class A, No. [-]."

"Xingtoku Qiuyuki... the first class." Kiyotaka Hayama's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, "Your sister, my girlfriend Ishida Nami... used to be the first class in what they said."

Ishida Kazuto's hands trembled.

"It's not Ryuzaki Changbai's own marking, it's a group of people, understand?" Hayama Kiyotaka tilted his head and said, "Ishida, we can actually ask Katsuragi Kirei to settle the relationship with the family, but in the final analysis... are you willing? ?”

"They just hang around for a few years on a trivial charge, and then they come out and continue to taunt us."

"I really like a line from "The Collection of Sherlock Holmes"."

"My dear Lestrade, I think that private vengeance is right, even noble, from the moment when the law fails to bring justice to the party involved."

"Although I may have taken it out of context." Kiyotaka Hayama looked into Ishida Kazuto's eyes, like a silent and furious lion, "But revenge, why bother?"

Ishida Kazuto closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

After finishing speaking, Hayama Kiyotaka took a breather, and then walked around Ishida Kazuto to the entrance and exit on the roof.

"Ya Shan... say something impolite."

Ishida Kazuto's voice made Hayama Kiyotaka stop.

"The peony fragrance on Xingtoku Qiuyuki...have you smelled it?"

"...Yes, I almost thought she was back."

"Hayama." Ishida Kazuto turned around and said, "I don't want Xingtoku Qiuyuki to make the same mistakes as my sister... Please tell me when they will do it."

"September after the summer vacation." Hayama Kiyotaka looked sideways at Ishida Kazuto; "I hope you will cooperate and remember to call the police."

"Don't you distrust them?"

"Ishida." Hayama Kiyotaka smiled slightly, like a proud child: "We are students after all."

"Not an adult yet."

"To protect the last peony, a gardener is still needed."

Chapter 44: Qiu Xue behaves like a daughter

Sunday, Sunday, morning.

Kotoku's house, the living room.

"So it was Xiaoxue who didn't let you call an ambulance yesterday?"

Xingde Xiusuke sat on the seat opposite the sofa in the living room, with a serious expression, not angry and pretentious, but the care and regret that could not be hidden under his eyes was like an old political commissar.

Sitting on the sofa, Xi Xia nodded slightly, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

"I see." Shusuke Xingtoku sighed while closing his eyes, "There are guests at home today, and you have a final exam right away, so go back to your room to study obediently."

Xixia wiped the corners of her eyes: "Little, where's Xiaoxue?"

"You tell him to come down." Shusuke Xingde opened his eyes, "I have something to tell him."

"...Father." Xixia hesitated for a moment and said.

Xingde Xiusuke was stunned. As Xixia's stepfather, this was the first time he heard Xixia call him that.

"What's the matter?" Xingde Shusuke subconsciously softened his tone.

Xixia crossed her hands in a panic, "Can you stop scolding Xiaoxue?"

"You are good boys." Shusuke Xingde raised his head to signal Xixia to go upstairs, "Go call the room and call him."

After receiving the promise, Xi Xia slowly got up from the sofa, went upstairs slowly, came to the door of Qiu Xue's room, and knocked on the door.

"Xiaoxue...my father called you." Xixia said timidly.

Hiding in the room, Qiu Xue, who was curled up on the bed, raised her head slightly, her light blue eyes were somewhat dim in the dark room.

"I see, sister."

The clear and clear voice passed through the door, like a water elf whispering into Xixia's ear.

Xixia stroked the texture on the door with her right hand, the smooth and delicate touch was like rubbing Qiuxue's thigh, except that one was cold without ups and downs, and the other was warm and sensual.

"Xiaoxue, he won't scold you."

"I know, sister."

"I'll go back to my room first." Xixia withdrew her hand, turned and went back to her room.

click!

Hearing the sound of her sister Xixia closing the door, Qiuxue's fair and lovely feet came out of the bedding. The toes of her feet were pink and plump, like grapes washed with milk, crystal clear, and one couldn't help but take a bite.

Putting on blue slippers, Qiu Xue pushed open the door and walked slowly to the stairs, looking at his uncle Shusuke Kotoku who was looking up from downstairs.

"Try not to stand on high places in school from now on." Shusuke Xingde's face was calm, but his tone was a little angry, "It's easy for people to see the safety pants."

Qiu Xue looked away with a slightly flushed face, and pulled the hem of the plaid skirt, and then went downstairs to her uncle Shusuke Kotoku.

"The hair is all messed up, why hasn't it been taken care of?"

"I forgot."

"You got up at seven o'clock to make breakfast for them." Shusuke Xingde got up from the chair, "The first thing I do in the morning is to dress myself up."

Qiu Xue bowed her head, her long black hair covered a small part of his face, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly.

"You sit first." Xingde Xiusuke pointed to the chair he was sitting on earlier.

Qiu Xue obediently sat on it.

Xingde Xiuzhu went to the study room, took out a half-length makeup mirror from it, and pressed it in front of Qiu Xue.

"Uncle?" Qiu Xue wanted to get up.

Shusuke Xingde stretched out his hand to hold Qiu Xuexiang's shoulders, and pushed her back on the seat.

Qiu Xue, who returned to her seat, hesitated to speak.

Shusuke Xingde turned around and went back to the study, and then came back again, but there was an extra box of cosmetics in his hand.

The makeup case looks like it's from the 90s, with scratches and discoloration all around it.

"I'm here to help you today."

Xingde Shusuke's tone was unquestionable like a soldier, as if ordering.

"Hmm." Qiu Xue clasped her knees nervously.

"Head up."

Hearing this, Qiu Xue straightened her back, her pure but charming face was reflected in her blue pupils like the surface of a lake.

Shusuke Xingde opened the makeup box, took out the comb and spray, and looked at Qiu Xue through the mirror.

Qiu Xue also glanced at his uncle Kotoku Shusuke through the mirror, but the latter didn't look at him, instead he picked up the spray and sprayed it on Qiu Xue's black hair.

The red comb gently ran across Qiu Xue's hair, smoothing out all the worries, remorse and anger in Xingde's heart.

"Looks like you don't need a dehumidifier, it's very smooth." Shusuke Xingde looked in the mirror and combed Qiu Xue's long hair skillfully, "You are still doing it."

Qiu Xue didn't say a word, just lowered her head slightly.

"A man can never lower his proud head." Shusuke Xingde said softly, "This is what my elder brother and your father Qiu Weiguo said."

Qiu Xue's delicate body was startled, and she immediately straightened her body, looking at the mirror in front of her, because it was what her father said.

But the more this happened, the more distressed Xingtoku Shusuke was, so he could only carefully comb Qiu Xue's already beautiful hair.

The time is when the sun rises and sets, when the flowers wither and bloom, when it is evening, summer and autumn snow, and when it is the peony of Dream Painting Scroll.

Time is something that people can't figure out.

When Qiu Xue came back to her senses, Shusuke Xingtoku had finished combing her hair.

"That's right." Xingde Shusuke looked at Qiu Xue in the mirror, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Qiu Xue looked at the mirror in the mirror, blushing slightly.

Because it is really beautiful.

"Go back to the room." Shusuke Xingde picked up the veil and wiped his calloused hands.

"Uncle, you comb your hair very skillfully."

"Time will teach everything."

"Uncle, have you combed my mother?" Qiu Xue turned around and asked.

Boy, this is a very embarrassing question.

Xingde Shusuke pressed Qiu Xue's shoulders and put it back in front of the mirror, "I suddenly remembered that there was still a step left."

Qiu Xue, who was interrupted, blinked, not understanding what his uncle Kotoku Shusuke meant.

"lips."

Shusuke Xingde said calmly, and took out a lipstick from the cosmetic box.

"Uncle, I'm a boy..."

"It was your mother's favorite brand."

Qiu Xue shut her mouth for a moment, obediently cooperating with Xingtoku Shusuke's smearing.

The immature pink lips are dyed with bright red cream, which is like the finishing touch, adding a heart-stopping beauty to the person in the mirror.

Is this me?

Qiu Xue looked at herself in the mirror in a daze.

The light blue eyes full of rationality and the red lips symbolizing sensibility complement each other on the pure and charming appearance, balancing three-dimensionality and softness to the extreme.

"That's what it looks like." Shusuke Xingde nodded slightly, and simply put the lipstick on Qiu Xue's hand, "Now, immediately, immediately, immediately go back to my room upstairs."

"uncle……"

"I have a guest coming today, it's a bit inconvenient, you go back to your room first."

"Uncle, I'm sorry." Qiu Xue murmured softly, "What happened yesterday made you worry."

Xingde Xiuzhu was silent for a while, and then said: "I received it, remember to go upstairs and tell your sister."

"En." Qiu Xue nodded obediently.

Shusuke Xingde patted Qiu Xue on the shoulder, "Go."

Chapter 45: Qiu Xue's Custody Battle Begins

Qiu Xue went upstairs and returned to her room.

Xingde Shusuke, who was in the living room, reached into his pocket, took out his mobile phone, found [Concubine Yui] in the contact directory, and pressed the button to dial.

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