My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

He would rather be considered a gay than this guy thought he would think of her!

Narcissistic women become very annoying once they have such thoughts.

The girl was surprised and exclaimed: "It's really easy to live, well, I'll spare you this time, but you can't run away on the day you sign the book."

"In addition to the words that mocked the otaku just now, you seem to have suffered from the arrogant secondary writer's disease. From the standpoint of the editorial office, the condition is so deep that you must reconsider your future relationship mode. The editor lady who became idiot from love won't mind this."

Until around four o'clock in the afternoon, the editor who seemed to have actually gone on a date did not come back, not even an email.

"I hope she has had an accident, such as accidentally discovering that her boyfriend is gay."

Biqigu packed his things, prepared to scream, and said to the girl who seemed to be asleep on the table: "Hey, I'm going one step ahead."

The beautiful girl writer moved her body lazily, and a dull voice came: "You go first, I have to wait a few decades, I will get you a unique tombstone, the epitaph is called... How about'accompany you to eat, sleep, and chat, and provide night door service'?"

"Nothing new. Speaking of this, I actually often write epitaphs for others."

Xia Zhiqiu snorted lazily, still lying on her stomach, with her chest on top and her side face resting on her soft chest, which is really comfortable.

"For example, Shennong's'Fuck, this grass is poisonous!', Liang Feihua's'Fuck, this shit is poisonous!'."

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"For Japanese people with housing shortages,'One-bedroom, ask for shared rent, negotiable.' This is more appropriate to national conditions..."

"Woo, Mr. Biqigu, after reviewing the manuscript, it is estimated that I will have to wait until the evening. I will be super boring here by myself!"

"It's ok!"

Yawata patted his butt (own) mercilessly, and was about to leave: "At night, it should be very lively here. You never know how many people are in an office, and you should never drink lemon juice. Don’t blame me if your eyes fall inside."

This is a movie stalk.

The girl raised her head and looked around in horror, and then felt even more horrified that she was being pressed against her head by a hand and crushed on her chest under her head.

Biqigu sneered hard: "Look at Lao Tzu crushing your milk ball!"

………………

"Well……"

A cute little head emerged from the quilt.

The morning light outside the window was already bright, and the fresh air with the smell of sunlight poured into her nasal cavity through the screen window.

"Hmm..."

This is a whole month and four days when Miss Tsurumi Rumi came here.

There is no cute princess room, no toys full of the room, not even a basic air conditioner.

But she is having a great time every day.

Because not only someone loves her as much as her mother, but there is also a guy who often quarrels with her.

She likes this place very much.

I like the people here.

Of course, if the air sister of the neighbor's house hadn't played music every morning, she might like her.

Dimly opened his eyes, glanced at the clock on the bedside, and then counted silently in his heart.

When the count reached ten, the door was pushed open on time.

The teenager walked in in loose pajamas and found that the little guy quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. After a silent smile, he opened the screen window and called out to the opposite window that was singing: "Tell people with virtue!"

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A few seconds later, Kato Kee, who was also wearing pajamas, walked to the window, waved and smiled at him: "Oh ha ha..."

"It's a humble morning. It's nothing special."

Biqigu didn't want to go into the details of why she changed rooms with her sister, but put her hands together, please: "Can you stop playing music in the morning?"

Xiaohui tilted her head in confusion and embarrassment: "But listening to some soothing music in the morning is good for health."

"...Forget it."

Seeing her dazed appearance, Yahata gave up the idea of ​​continuing to negotiate, and was about to turn around but heard the girl on the other side suddenly ask, "Hichigu-kun, today is August 8."

Biqigu was stunned and nodded: "I see, is it the day when the Soviet Union declared war on Japan?"

"Nani."

what……

Hey, Sage Hui's lovely mantra will never tire of listening.

The girl looked at him suspiciously: "Isn't it your birthday today? Isn't it?"

birthday?

"Oh, that's true."

The young man looked at her in surprise for a long time, and was silent for a long time before he said: "He actually came to my house to eat dinner with this kind of irresistible reason, and he really wanted to..."

"Nani? What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, come over to give me a birthday tonight, of course the money... Well, I'm talking about gifts, have you prepared?"

Hui was slightly surprised: "It's really rare. I asked others if they had prepared birthday gifts for myself."

"..."

Biqigu became angry and closed the screen.

Then began to coax her princess studying in the United States up.

The palm of his hand stroked the hair that was smoother than Kasuga no Oka, and his mouth was still humming a crappy song: "The baby got up early, put the explosive bag on his back, and blew up the school..."

"Don't sing, it's terrible!"

The little girl opened her black and white eyes, blinked, and then kissed this guy very rarely, her face almost burning.

"That one……"

The grinning dead fish-eye lifted her from the bed and asked her to stand firmly on the soft quilt first, using her body temperature to gradually adapt her to the relatively low temperature outside the quilt.