that JK is a boy

Qiu Xue pointed at the head of her sister's bed suspiciously, "No, I mean, there seems to be a photo on the bed? Did you leave it?"

When Xi Xia heard this, her delicate body was taken aback, and she hurriedly ran to the bed and stuffed the photo back under the pillow.

"Ahaha, yes, yes." Xixia sat on the pillow and smiled wryly: "It's just a photo of me when I was young."

Is my sister hiding something?

Forget it.

After all, it is my sister's privacy.

It is wrong to pursue it.

Qiu Xue, who has always been keen, sensed that something was wrong with her sister, but it was not good to ask something out of mouth.

No matter how close you are, you should leave some space for the other party to maneuver.

Otherwise it is suffocating love.

It will strangle people to death!

is a hopeless injury.

Just like winter violet, because the leaves are wide and block the sunlight, other plants that grow near them often cannot grow.

This is also the origin of its flower language.

"Well, let's start reviewing then?" Qiuxue raised the reviewing materials in her hands, "Let's learn the theory first, and finally recite the words and phrases, and then we will rest."

It's time for us to rest.

Qiu Xue's last words made Xixia's face turn red, and she didn't dare to look directly at her "sister".

"Sister, your face is so red, what's the matter? Do you want me to contact Auntie Feigong?" Qiu Xue's light blue eyes showed worry, and Qiu Ying cut water, as if there were tears.

Seeing that Qiuxue seemed to really want to do this, Xi Xia hurriedly came to Qiuxue, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, "No, it's all right, I was too tired just now when cleaning."

"So that's how it is." The tears in Qiu Xue's eyes began to fade.

Xixia lowered her head guiltily, and moved a chair absently.

"Go, let's start."

"Well, let's start with the notes Yumee gave us..."

With Qiu Xue's voice as clear as spring water, the review plan for the two finally started.

It's just that one taught carefully, and the other listened calmly.

Xixia accidentally saw the band-aid on Qiuxue's neck, and the guilt in her heart suddenly increased.

Ahhh, it must have sucked him too much!

What was I doing at that time!

I am a fool.

Thinking of this, Xi Xia's heart was completely disturbed, and Qiu Xue's explanation turned into beautiful music.

Time flies, like autumn and snow melting in spring and summer.

11:30

"Well, it's too late, let's stop here today, sister." Qiu Xue glanced at the phone screen, tried her best to hide her exhaustion, and looked at her sister with a forced smile.

"Ah, um." Xi Xia, who had already lost her mind, had no choice but to respond hastily.

She didn't listen to me at all.

Maybe she is tired today too.

That's right, I couldn't calm down even after that incident happened.

Qiu Xue packed up the review materials, said goodnight to her sister, and went back to her room to rest.

Even after sleeping, why are you still so sleepy?

Qiu Xue, who came back to the room, shook his head. He can't sleep now. Tomorrow's Xixia, Menge, and Caihui's recipes should be organized and planned in the notebook, and then get up at seven in the morning to cook, otherwise there is not enough time.

Returning to the desk, Qiuxue picked up a pen and a blue notebook to draw a score on a new page.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

At this moment, Xixia's eyes were the same as hers, restless.

"I, I actually did that kind of thing to Qiu Xue's photo." Xixia covered her face with her hands, her heart was full of fear and fear.

Yes, fear.

Her previous guilt and shyness had merged into a fear of the future.

If Xiaoxue finds out about this kind of behavior...will she be hated?

I'm afraid that even cousins ​​and brothers won't be able to do it by then.

Thinking of this, Xixia's light red eyes gradually darkened, dull and dark red like venous blood, unable to go to the blood vessels on the surface of the skin to enjoy the ultraviolet rays that penetrated the skin.

Me, am I bad?

How about putting that thought...

Kill it.

Chapter 51: Are there demons in the world? (Come and follow up)

Before the feature film starts, the little water drop first ambush a [Desire to Survive] trap card.

According to legend, late at night is the time when angels and light are absent, and when demons and darkness are active.

It wasn't until the age of electricity that the light brought by electricity dispelled most of the darkness, but people didn't find the demons that were passed down.

Therefore, at that time people concluded that demons do not exist.

In the central area of ​​Osaka, on the second floor of a billiards club.

Ryuzaki Changbai, who is comfortable playing billiards, brought Kiyotaka Hayama and Neiji Hatta to the guest room on the second floor, ready to enjoy the weekend supper.

"Brother Bailong, Brother Yeshan."

Already standing on the well in the room, he bowed his head and made a waiter-like etiquette, pointing to the table with one finger.

"Sushi, sake, ready."

Ryuzaki Changbai nodded slightly, walked to the table, and showed the sushi on the plate to Kiyotaka Hayama and Ningji Hatta respectively: "This is the sushi I made with my own hands. Eat seven sushi first, and then make seven more."

"Okay, Brother Bailong is heroic."

"thank you very much."

Hayama Kiyotaka and Hatta Neiji found a seat and sat down, and Ryuzaki Toneji also sat down immediately.

"Yata, the photos of the goods you provided today are a bit too much!"

"There is Sato Kenji."

"I asked you a lot of money, right?" Hayama Kiyotaka tactfully slipped into the topic.

Hatta Neiji picked up the sushi from the plate and said, "Don't worry about it."

"You helped Hatta again, we must repay it!" Ryuzaki Changbai patted Hatta Ningji on the shoulder.

Yata Neiji shook his hand, "Don't talk about this."

"A small thing." Ryuzaki Changbai continued.

Hayama Kiyotaka knew that if he didn't answer, he might reveal his secrets, so he agreed, "It's a small thing."

Hatta Neiji smiled and took a sip of sake, "How many items can you give me?"

"It's too simple for me, how many do you want?" Ryuzaki Changbai asked with a smile.

Yata Ningji raised three fingers, "Three items."

A ray of light flashed in Ye Shan Qinglong's eyes.

Ryuzaki Changbai took a bite of the sushi, "Three pieces? Tell me the name."

Yata Ningji pursed his lips after drinking the sake, then stared at Ryuzaki Changbai's eyes and said, "Xingtoku Qiuyuki, Kotoku Yuka, Sakai Yume."

Ryuzaki Changbai's smile gradually disappeared.

Hayama Kiyotaka clenched his fists under the table slightly.

"What do you want them for? These three items are rarely seen in recent years. How many do you exchange (additional money)." Although Ryuzaki Changbai's sentence was full of negation, there was a hint of...flattery in his tone .

"Brother Bailong, do you really expect those girls' videos to make money?" Ningji Hatta asked with a smile.

"We learned from Han Country in this area. We have experience. If we cast more nets, the profits will still be great. And I'm not the only one. Okinawa, which is close to the south, is even crazier." Ryuzaki Changbai knew that it was time to raise the bargaining chip here.

Hayama Kiyotaka's mind was working rapidly, he had to remember and also need the specific content of this transaction.

"The small land in the cold country will never become a climate." Ningji Hatta held up his wine glass and said, "The quality of the goods is more important. You can't be harmed by the thoughts of the cold country!"

"The old cold country is not experienced enough, who do I rely on? Those green wastes?"

"It's even more unreliable. It was conceived by a person who wrote a diary, so what's the point?"

Small=@say=|skirt@{$⑦{|⑤&|⑥=①@+③//③&-⑦/&②}=⑥ "Who is a serious person who writes a diary for the money?"

"Yeah, Hayama, do you keep a diary? (Will you betray me?)" Ryuzaki Changbai turned his head to look at Hayama Kiyotaka.

"I won't write (I won't, leave it to me), Brother Hatta, do you write a diary? (Your Excellency Hatta, we promise to deliver the goods)." Kiyotaka Hayama took the slang in a very old-fashioned way, and asked Neiji Hatta.

"Who writes what's on their minds in the diary?" Neiji Hatta stood up and raised his sake glass.

"Can the written words be called from the heart?" Ryuzaki Changbaiye stood up holding the sake glass.

Hayama Kiyotaka stood up with a smile on his face, but the sake in his hand spilled a little, I don't know if his hands were shaking or what.

"Shame!"

"Shame!"

"...humble!"

Taste--

The three glasses of wine collided together, which meant that the dirty deal opened the window and officially entered the stage of exchanging chips.

The three sat down again, Ryuzaki Changbai, as the host, spoke again:

"Han country's set is unreliable, and green waste can't enter the market, so who can I rely on? (What's your price?)"

Yata Ningji put down his glass, "I am not a teacher at Yamamoto High School (not a sub-contractor), but a student (an outsourced outsourced outsourced distributor, a small role), as you know, Yamamoto High School was funded by North Americans and built in It’s in Osaka, but the headquarters is actually in Okinawa.”

"Okinawa?" Kiyotaka Hayama immediately filled Neiji Hatta's wine glass.

Hatta Neiji looked at the full sake, and said slowly: "Do you want to earn sword music?"

Ryuzaki Changbai's face changed drastically, surprise and surprise intertwined, "Brother Hatta, chatting with you, my heart is open (deal)."

"Do you know why it's bright? (Want to know who asked for it?)"

"We have a clean heart (I don't know)."

"I don't have myself in my heart." Ningji Hatta ate sushi again, "A young master from North America who is studying here, he wants to play with some good things, and the photos I submitted, he likes these three things."

"So that's how it is." Ryuzaki Changbai thought for a while, "Looks like you also asked me for it last year..."

"Ishida Nami." Hatta Ningji spat out a name.

Ryuzaki Changbai nodded.

Kiyotaka Hayama's pupils shrank sharply.

"It was also the foreign young master who fell in love with it, and then enjoyed it, and finally got tired of it, so he threw it away for everyone." Hatta Ningji showed a harmless smile: "The value of the goods is used twice, but the psychological quality is a pity. no."

"Psychological quality is not good? When I was using it, she was still crying about Qinglong (Qinglong), isn't it very funny?" Inoue, who was standing on the side, braved impolite behavior to speak out in order to win meat. .

"Hahahaha, I still have you! (You can eat some)" Neiji Hatta turned and laughed at Inoue.

Ryuzaki Changbai also laughed out loud.

Looking at this picture, Kiyotaka Hayama's eyes briefly lost their light, but soon recovered.