My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

Yubihama, the deer smashes into a mess!

She was unwilling to be held by a well-loved boy and said she was going to open the house.

After all, everyone is not very familiar, right?(Digression: It’s not right at all. It’s because acquaintances are too familiar to start. You see his sister is 14 years old and still a virgin.)

You have only tasted my mother's craftsmanship, and I just saw your handsome face than usual-but this does not constitute a reason to open a house.

Ambiguous about it?

Huaniao Fengyue or something... don't need to talk about it?

What about a good relationship?

Do you need a metronome?

Go straight on?

it's not good?

Ah, although I know that small businesses will definitely have domestic violence in the future, but I am not ready yet—

The guy who shakes M thinks so.

Unconsciously, he was pulled out, waiting for the taxi to pass by.

The young man sighed suddenly: "Sorry Yui, I suddenly pulled you out..."

Pulled out...

Fortunately, only Chinese can be considered broad and profound, but Japanese is not at this level.

"Woo..."

Yuihama Yui shivered by the sudden wind, the red dress on her body not only made her feel a little cold, but also had a strange sense of shame.

Because the pedestrians passing by looked at her strangely.

The girl held her chest with her hands, her face flushed: "No, nothing...Small enterprise, are you angry about your first love?"

Yahata habitually sarcastically: "Even if your brain is flooded, you should see it... Sorry, I forgot that you have no brains."

"Woo..."

Tuanzi bulged dissatisfiedly: "I'm not worried about you yet--"

Another look of curiosity and gossip: "What first love does an autistic man have? It's amazing. I really want to hear it. It must be wonderful, right?"

"my first love?"

The corners of the boy’s lips always seemed to contain a kind of ironic smile: "I told Teacher Xiaojing that love is like a ghost. Many people have heard of it but no one has ever seen it-and my first love is even more nonsense than a ghost. I heard the dumb say that the blind saw ghosts!"

"Don't believe in love again?"

Hachiman had a headache and didn't want to hurt the other girl's heart, so he had to use a more euphemistic phrase: "Whenever I find an alien, I believe in love."

"Puff!"

The dead dumpling burst into laughter, and even diminished the embarrassment a lot earlier: "Hey, where are we going now? Is it really okay to just leave Xiaoxue there alone?"

"It's okay, you also know that Xuexia is also a member's daughter. We don't need to worry about safety."

"Huh? I just found out just now, why are you—"

"Because I am smarter than you!"

Gently patted Yui's head, the short pink hair tied together, soft, really like a fluffy dumpling.

"nonsense!"

The girl groaned, still a little worried about her good friend, she frowned slightly: "Should we go back and have a look? Xiaoxue is not safe for a girl so late."

"Girl?"

Hachiman didn't care about waving his hand: "She wears a hat on her hair, she is a pure man, who would make her idea?"

Yubihama's chest was very irritated, which was well set off by the dress, and he scolded, "How can Xiaoxue be so flat!"

[Picture: People divide by milk] Link: http://novel-cdn.kuangxiangit.com/uploads/chapterimgs/13844170214/091647-30421.jpg

...You guy is a black belly!

The powder cut black is talking about you!

"And Xiaoxue is now wearing a dress..."

"There are more boys who like women's clothing in this world—oh, the car is coming."

"Hush!"

This slut whistled at the taxi, and the driver would ignore him if it hadn't been for him to wave his hand.

"Young boy, you are the way the U.S. greeted taxis in the last century-are you a traverser?"

This brother is also a person who likes to read Chinese novels. He showed his humor a little bit: "Where?"

"Wait a minute, my female partner is still struggling with some things."

Hachiman said to the brother who was facing him, and then looked back at this worried Yubihama with helplessness, "I said, are you going to leave?"

"...Ah, small enterprise, go alone, I'm here waiting for Xiaoxue."

The dead dumpling stammered, and she remembered that when this person left, she said that she was going to open the room. Although she didn't believe it very much, what if it was true?

What if it is true?

Then she was steamed and turned into a soft dumpling-don't want such an expansion!

So she bit this excuse to death, wishing to hold the tree by the side of the road without getting into the car.

"I said don't worry, look."

He pointed to a black Maybach not far away: "That's her car at home, you worry, hurry up!"

He dragged the guy up, Hachiman breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly heard the old imam sitting in the driver’s seat admonishly admonishly: "Young people don’t come hard. The law and order in Chiba is still very good. I’m really hungry and thirsty. There are a lot of pink shops in the street ahead. I heard that many of them have worked in Yibendao...

The boy closed the car door calmly: "I'm sorry I am a Sunni (infantry), and I don't like SOD company very much..."

Anyway, I don't understand what they are talking about.