My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

Yes, yes, only the Chinese can be saved.

Mr. Gui seemed to be thinking of bitterness and sweetness, recalling when he was going to school, he could not see that he was a seriously injured person: "At that time, the teacher, he broke our heart for us... We, we were worried by the teacher. It's all broken, remember that time, there was a silver-haired banba..."

When he spoke, the ambulance had arrived.

"...Hurry up! You guys! Hurry up and bring that monk up!"

"...Not a monk, it's Gui! You bastards!"

The head of Yi Yi who had been in a car accident smiled at the sky when he was lifted onto a stretcher: "At first everyone was the same, but now they are so far away..."

"Gintoki..."

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"I must have gone to the wrong hospital."

With a bandage on his head, Katsura Kotaro calmly stared at the young man on crutches in front of him. He wanted to smile, but when he laughed, his muscles would be pulled into the wound, so he remained calm.

Although my stomach is almost bursting with laughter...

"Bachan, what kind of weird cosplay is this? I understand when you come to the hospital to play the role as a nurse, but why don't you play as a nurse or something, even a doctor-this kind of'getting to your own sister and being broken by your father' What is your patient image doing?"

The dead fish-eyed boy raised his eyebrows slightly: "I'm nothing, it's you who looks even more miserable, okay? All in bandages—mummy role-playing? High priest? Fresh Immortal?"

"No, don't you think I look chubby and cute now?"

"Let's put aside the cold joke, I'm really curious about how you hurt like this—"

The limping teenager drained a few large sums of money from his pocket, frowning: "...The medical expenses can be used to deduct most of the scholarship from last semester. Alas, how many ways to write money in a wig?"

"Not a wig..."

He suddenly noticed that his friend looked at a pot of chrysanthemums on the windowsill with curiosity: "Who gave this flower...?"

Lying on the hospital bed, Gui turned his head like a zongzi: "...It's a long story."

It’s not that it’s a long life-see clearly!

"Ah, everyone is a long story. As for my injuries..."

The boss showed a sad expression wet: "Dahe... is so fierce."

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Thank you Lin Dongmuxue, Little Beasts, the evil party in Paradise, Lost is beautiful, staying~ (Meow~), Long night without moon, I really want to lick Lori (Stupid refusal), REBEL (Is this name Ribel or rebel? ), Boerte, report, The One of All Things, Kasbarrem Deken, Gu Gu Gu no QAQ, the author is updated soon (Hi Hi), my dear husband (this...who's from?) , Smiled proudly, ha ha, unconfirmed cycle, Ji Qin's reward and blade without repair.

I don't know if you like this kind of meatless extravaganza-uneasy!

Raise your hand if you like it, OK?

Chapter 15 I want, what's the use of this iron rod?

"Oh oh oh oh!"

Stink!

More than 20 stacks of pure white carpets, light gray sofas and pure white dining tables, European-style chairs designed by famous designers...

The low-key furniture definitely does not damage the spaciousness of the living room. Although the glass crystal chandelier can definitely kill an adult when it falls, it still looks fashionable and beautiful when hung on the ceiling securely.

The smell comes from the beautiful European-style kitchen.

The large stainless steel sink is filled with dirty dishes that have been piled up from an unknown time. Of course, there is a thick layer on the conditioning table, and in the drain...

Enough is enough, let’s leave things aside for the time being, I’m afraid you won’t be able to eat at noon

Anyway, it's messy and terrible here-do you think I would say that?

joke!This is before!

Now even if Aizaka is lazy and sloppy, there is still a Kawashima Ami beside him!

That beautiful girl fashion model with obsessive-compulsive disorder!

Thank you Yamei!

The boy looked at the living room that was so neat that he shouldn't be named Aizaka, and thanked the beautiful girl with blue hair from the bottom of his heart, and he would never bully her again.

Eh?

Have I bullied her?

He put down his backpack, and walked into Dahe’s bedroom in a familiar manner. In the quiet room with curtains on the north window, the same pure white desk and chair-funny, you should listen to a joke about the desk. Come to the place where things are piled up.

In the center of the room is a princess bed with a white lace curtain.

It's big, at least, it's not a problem to accommodate three people rolling in various positions on it.

Mr. Biqigu wants to go and roll on it now...

Wait a moment, his gaze fell on the ground.

There are also a few little one-piece dresses that were littered on the pure white carpet-one can imagine that this person is still so casual in his private sphere.

Biqigu frowned, picked up a white lace dress from the ground, swallowed, and muttered to himself: "Ah, I sweated a lot, let me take a shower..."

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You must think of something else, right?

Absolutely!

When taking a bath, holding the girl's lingering underwear or fat times, I must be thinking about it!

I must be thinking, "Ah, this loli is starting to scream again", right?

[They deliberately yelled again: "You must have stolen other people's fat times again!"

Lori widened her eyes and said: "Why, why are you so innocent..."

"What innocence? I saw you in the bathroom with your left hand in and right out of the bathroom, hanging around."

Loli flushed, and the blue stripes on her forehead bloomed, arguing: "Masturbation can't be counted as masturbation... Can you count as masturbation about girls?"

It was a series of incomprehensible words, such as "A gentleman does not fight, he must shoot." It caused everyone to laugh: the group was full of cheerful air.

you are enough!