My girlfriend is Ying Lili

As a creator, it's not enough if you don't have the ambition to be competitive. The elder sister undoubtedly aroused the heart of victory.

"It feels like there is something more... I can't say that." Hingtang Michiliu turned to look at the island to go out to sea, "Go out to sea, whose script do you think is better?"

"Huh?" Hashima went out to sea and sat between Michiru and Kato. Hearing the words, he looked at Hashima Kiyosuke and senior sister, and said in a low voice, "Both scripts are very interesting..."

"Don't be greedy." Hingtang Michiliu shook her finger. "Only choose one."

"That..." Hashima went out to sea and pressed her pink lips, and whispered, "I also think that Hashima-senpai's script is better. Kasumigaoka-senpai's script is too rich and makes people breathless, and some The lines are so long..."

"Ah, that's right." Hingtang Michi patted her thigh and made a crisp sound, "I have this kind of thought, it's very interesting, yes, but I feel a little tired after reading it."

After all, stage plays are not historical dramas. They don't need such strong emotions. In the atmosphere of campus festivals, more attention should be paid to relaxation and joy. To a certain extent, the script of the senior sister is a little bit too much.

"...Is that so?"

The elder sister tilted her head to look out to the sea on Bo Island, her black cascading hair pouring down from her ears, her faint voice was like a visitor from hell.

"Yes, sorry! (>People<)"

Obviously the amount of urchin going out to the sea on Bo Island is not very big, and it shiveres like a small hamster being pressed by a cat. He hurriedly bowed his head and apologized, "Please forgive me!"

"Senior sister." Hashima Kiyosuke whispered, "Don't be scared to go out to sea."

"whispering sound."

The elder sister retracted her gaze, folded her hands on her chest, and her leg shaking voice became louder.

After a while, the senior sister raised her head:

"I lost."

Fortunately, Ying Lili sat far away and couldn't hear the senior sister's words. Otherwise, she would definitely have to provoke. The senior sister, who has always been as proud as a swan, would actually bow her head and give up, which can be said to be extremely rare.

Hashima Kiyosuke whispered:

"There is also the credit of the senior sister..."

"Shut up." The senior sister glanced at her beautiful eyes, and came over unhappy. "If you lose, you will lose. Next time I will win back, I don't need the comfort of the younger crickets."

"Huh?" Hingtang Michiliu looked over her face, ignoring the atmosphere at all, and curiously asked, "Shijiang will soon graduate from high school, right? Next year's campus festival has nothing to do with you, right?"

Senior sister: "..."

After watching two plays and watching another music performance by other clubs, when Hashima Kiyosuke and his party walked out of the gymnasium, the sun had already started to sway west.

There are fewer tourists in the school than in the morning, but it is still bustling and extremely lively.

The group walked to the school courtyard and ate dumplings lively, and Hashima Kiyosuke quickly said goodbye.

"I go first."

In the evening, I will go to Kiyotaki’s old house to practice shogi. I will continue my practice tomorrow and participate in the Dragon King battle the day after tomorrow... It can be said that this year’s campus festival is over.

"Junior, wait a minute."

Senpai lifted her leg gently, blocking Kiyosuke Hashima's path.

"what happened?"

"Well, of course I would like to lose the gambling." The senior sister raised her right hand, gently combing her hair with her lush fingertips, "Since I have lost, I will naturally abide by the gambling agreement."

Kiyomizu Hashima was expressionless, "I don't believe it."

On the rooftop at the time, the senior sister said that she would wear a fruit apron to do housework if she lost... She just talked about it, I thought she was a fool!

Hashima Kiyosuke would never believe it unless he saw the senior sister wearing a fruit apron.

"What are you betting on?"

Ying Lili had been eavesdropping with her ears pricked up. At this moment, after hearing the topic of gambling, she couldn't help asking.

The elder sister glanced at Zhaili, "Sawamura's hearing has improved."

"I didn't ask you again." Takashi hummed a dumpling, banged her cheeks, treating the dumpling as a senior, raised her eyes to see Hashima Kiyosuke, and muttered, "Hurry up."

"Actually it is……"

Kiyosuke Hashima was prepared to be vague. Naturally, he couldn't say about the bet on the fruit apron. Even though he knew that senpai was impossible, Ying Lili would definitely get angry.

"It's very simple." The elder sister naturally took the stubbornness and said casually, "I lost the script duel, so I have to warm up the bed for the younger generation."

"What. What?!"

Ying Lili hurriedly swallowed the dumplings in her mouth, choked with a cough, and looked at Kiyosuke Hashima angrily, "You actually..."

"I am not, I don't." Kiyosuke Hashima said silently, "Don't believe anything that Senpai says."

The elder sister supported her pink cheek with her right hand and said slowly:

"In addition to warming the bed, there is also wiping the back. Anyway, it's something that someone can't do, and Miss Chai who can't do anything, it's better to kick it out as soon as possible.

"Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu!" Ying Lili was so angry that her ponytails couldn't help shaking, her body was ignited with golden vindictiveness, "You give me more than enough!"

Seeing the senpai and Takari who started to quarrel again, Hashima Kiyosuke sighed silently.

Coexisting in harmony or something is really just a luxury, right?

...

As the sun sets, when the Tired Bird returns to its nest, Kiyosuke Hashima steps into the old house of Kiyotaki's family.

"I am back."

Because there are few people under Qingtakimen, the old house looks quite quiet in the twilight.

Passing through the hallway and walking into the living room, I saw the old man playing on the phone with a smile on his face. Needless to say, he must be playing the two-dimensional beautiful girl mobile game again.

"So slow." Yin Zidongdongdong, still wearing a sailor suit, walked over, pinching his waist with his left hand and holding a folding fan in his right hand.

"Watching a drama at the gym in the afternoon." Kiyosuke Hashima explained, and then said, "Where is Katsura?"

"What do you ask Sister Guixiang for?" Yinzi narrowed his eyes and showed doubts, "When did you care about Sister Guixiang so much?"

"I mean it's late." Kiyosuke Hashima shrugged and stood silently, "If Sister Katsura hasn't come back, I will be in charge of cooking."

"Not yet." Yinzi pressed her pink lips, the suspicion on her little face disappeared, "I guess it will be dark to come back."

"Then I will cook dinner." Kiyosuke Hashima looked at Ginko, "Should I go to the supermarket?"

Yinzi complained: "I am exhausted after walking for a day today..."

"Thanks." Kiyosuke Hashima nodded seriously, "Then I will go alone."

Yinzi's small face condensed, and the folding fan in his hand knocked over:

"To shut up."

When Yin Zi changed into small leather shoes, Hashima Kiyosuke and Yin Zi walked to the supermarket near the old house. On the way, they sent a message to Ebina to take care of the fat orange.

"Lord Fat Orange, leave it to me." Ebina naturally agreed, "Then, that... won't the senior come to the school to participate in the campus festival tomorrow?"

"not going."

Kiyosuke Hashima told Ebina about the arrangements for the next two days.

"It turned out to be like this..." Ebina sent a fist and inflated emoticon, "Come on, senior."

Kiyosuke Hashima laughed: "I didn't get the coffee, but I have been to the cafe in your class, and the waiter's clothes are also very cute."

"...Meow!"

Buy good ingredients.

Go back to the apartment.

Kiyosuke Hashima and Ginko began to prepare dinner, and Kosuke Kiyotaki, the head of the family, was naturally only responsible for eating.

Halfway through the dinner, the sound of opening the door came from the entrance, followed by the soft and pleasant sound of Qingtaki Guixiang.

"I am back."

Yinzi heard the sound, and greeted him from the kitchen: "Sister Guixiang, welcome back."

"Eh?"

Qingtaki Guixiang's eyes condensed, and she landed on the apron around Yinzi's waist, and said in surprise: "Yinzi is cooking?"

"Kyosuke insists on asking me to help, it's so troublesome."

He said if nothing had happened, but the expression on his small face was clearly to compliment me. In front of Qingtaki Guixiang, Yinzi often showed a childish expression...It is better to say that he was a child at fourteen.

Guixiang Kiyotaki couldn't help being handsome, and gently touched Yinzi's hair: "Yinzi has worked hard."

After speaking, he walked to the door of the kitchen, looked at Hashima Kiyosuke, who was busy, and said softly, "Kyoshisuke has worked hard too."

"I played the school festival for a day, where can I go?" Hashima Kiyosuke turned around and shrugged. "Sister Guixiang doesn't call Kiyosuke."

"I've been yelling since I was young, but now I'm not allowed to shout." Kiyotaki Guixiang grumbled over, "My sister is angry."

"Xiao Guixiang can't favor one another." The old man put down his phone and came over to have fun, "I am also very hard today."

Kiyotaki Guixiang gave him a white look: "What did Dad do at home today?"

Yin Zi vomited aside:

"Watching TV, playing mahjong, and playing mobile phones."

"Today is a rest day." The old man blushed without shame, "Naturally he should take a serious rest."

"Dad." Guixiang Kiyotaki reached out and pointed to the sofa, "Watch your TV."

"..."

Qingtaki Guixiang put down the bag, turned and walked into the kitchen.

"Qingjie, is there anything I can help with?"

"No more." Hashima Kiyosuke said with a smile, "Sister Katsura goes to rest for a while, and we can eat later."

Kiyotaki Guixiang put her hands behind her back, and nodded gently: "Syizuke is going for a run at night?"

"Go."

"Then go together after dinner."

For some reason, I always feel that the gaze that Guixiang Kiyotaki had just looked at was a little subtle.

After dinner together, Kiyosuke Hashima put on his shoes and went for a run with Katsura Kiyotaki. Yin Zi sat on the sofa, not wanting to move at all.

November is already late autumn, and there is a little wind in the evening, which is much colder than during the day.

Kiyosuke Hashima and Katsura Kiyotaki walked to the small park where they often jogged. Because of the colder weather, they didn't see the grandma who came for a walk.

After the two of them ran, they walked out of the park peacefully. When passing a supermarket on the way, Guixiang Kiyotaki suddenly shouted: "Kyosuke, wait a minute."

"what happened?"

"I go to the supermarket to buy some things."

"it is good."

When he walked to the entrance of the supermarket, Qingtaki Guixiang suddenly stretched out a finger and made a no-entry gesture: "Kyosuke, don't follow me."

Kiyosuke Hashima looked surprised: "What's the matter?"

"Because I'm going to buy some special supplies." Kiyotaki Guixiang raised her hand to pull up her hair, with a gentle voice, "I can't show it to Kiyosuke for now."

Kiyosuke Hashima: "..."

Don't talk about it temporarily, you won't be able to show it to yourself in the future!

Kiyotaki Guixiang waved his hand, "Kyoshisuke can go buy two cups of milk tea and bring them back later. Recently, the weather has become cold, so you can drink milk tea again."

"I see." Kiyosuke Hashima nodded slightly, took out his cell phone, and sent a message to Yinzi, "What milk tea would you like to drink?"

Yinzi soon came back with a message: "Brown sugar latte matcha milk tea."

"Roger that."

A few seconds later, Yinzi sent another message.

"Two glasses."

"Master also drinks brown sugar milk tea?"

Yinzi is confident and confident: "I am the one who wants to drink two glasses."

Kiyosuke Hashima: "..."