My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

Hachiman opened his mouth and hesitated, but he stopped.

whatever……

"Your dessert."

"Thank you."

A long and straight black man placed the cake expertly in front of them, and Bachan heard the deep voice and looked up...

Stop talking and want...

"How can I meet you everywhere?"

Gui, in a standard waiter outfit, has the same muscles on his face jumping, conveying his meaning with his eyes: "I heard that our head gave you a long vacation, saying that you have suffered a great psychological shock in another world? is that true?"

Biqigu raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't want to be a hindrance here, I will remember you, wigs and Aizaka..."

Kotaro Katsura shrugged his shoulders gracefully: "Partner, we are all for your own good. We have a lot of affair in another world, right? What's the point of us following there? Be a light bulb?"

"Aventures are so many..."

Thinking of those cute girls, Blind Fisheye showed an ambiguous smile.

Long hair smiled secretly, bowed politely to them, and then left, leaving Xia Zhiqiu to admire Biqigu, "It's so straightforward, Mr. Biqigu."

"Ok?"

The black silk beautiful girl sighed: "You actually openly discharged the waiter. Your smile just now is also a standard tease, tsk tsk tsk, but that handsome guy’s lips are indeed very sexy... By the way, you seem to be calling, do you want me? Go and ask you about the phone?"

...I was really regarded as gay.

"No, I like younger ones."

The gay guy is gay, as long as it is not considered to be a shaker.

They sat lazily in the coffee shop and chatted about the plot development of the novel, the positioning of "Love Metronome" in the light novel industry, the requirements of cross-media cooperation, the theory of heroines, and the theory of explosions of heroes.

In the end, I don’t know why it involves the aesthetic differences between the East and the West. In short, Kasumigaoka Shiba always adheres to the traditional Japanese aesthetics, and it doesn’t matter more than Qigu: "Aesthetic first, I want to have some barbecue."

The girl silently turned her head to look outside the store, it was raining heavily.

"I think instead of having a barbecue, let's hurry up and go to the station. The rain may not stop for a while. What if we miss the last train?"

Biqigu looked at her like a fool: "Who said we want to go back?"

"what?"

"I will come to the venue early to prepare tomorrow morning, what are you thinking? Those bastards won't help as much as they did today-the bookstore has prepared a day's welfare, so we need some authors to do the layout by themselves...

Kasumigaoka's plump chest undulates interestingly with deep breathing, and he looks extremely angry: "Why?

"Because we are all little authors..."

Blindfolded indifferently and uttered the super-smashing truth: "But Ms. Machida kindly prepared a suite for us."

He took out a key and showed it to her: "A hotel about two hundred meters away from here."

The girl looked at him vigilantly: "There is only one key? Is there only one bed? What a vulgar plot is this? Are the audience thinking about it?"

Biqigu waved his hand disgustingly: "Who wants to sleep in the same bed with you?"

Kasumigaoka breathed a sigh of relief.

"One room, two beds."

"..."

"It seems that our editor lady is not very generous."

"Stay in a room with an unfamiliar man late at night? I will go home now!"

"Walk away, Shayan Lana."

Outside the window is the entire night scene of Hehe City.

In this commuter residential area slightly away from the urban core, the lights are slowly diminishing from around the station. Compared with the flood of brilliant and bright colors, it has a demure atmosphere.

so quiet.

Inside the soundproofed building, no sound can be heard outside.

The vehicles passing by at the crossroads, the colorful sign lights, and the shadows of pedestrians walking on the road with umbrellas, the sound of rapid rain drifting into the windows with the cold wind.

The young man wore the nightgown provided by the hotel, stared at all kinds of things outside the window indifferently, and sent a text message to his sister to inform him that he was safe, then looked back and silently looked at the vaguely dimly lit glass door.

"……Well."

The slight noise mixed in the silent silence seemed to be particularly audible.

The sound of showering from the bathroom...

There is also a groaning groan.

"...It is hard to understand what the virgins who can harden after hearing a woman take a bath think."

I can only say that the brain supplement is too powerful, at least he doesn't feel it at all.

The bathroom door opened, Kasumigaoka was wrapped in a white bathrobe, and he walked out while wiping the long black hair with a towel.

"Ah, it's so comfortable, I sweat a lot during the day, it's really uncomfortable."

Biqigu stared at her flushing face suspiciously, not knowing whether it was due to the heat or for what reason, Xia Zhiqiu's face is now full of red, it seems a ripe peach, people can't help but want to take a bite.

"and many more!"

Yahata glanced at her suspiciously, and rushed into the still-white bathroom with her darkened face. Instead of looking at the white fat times she replaced (accidentally innocent), he picked up and replaced it carefully. After looking at her underwear carefully, she finally felt relieved.

Walked out and said sorryly to Xia Zhiqiu: "I thought...what you did to my underwear, I'm really sorry."

Really honest, this man...

Honest, your sister!

"How about your dead man's fat time with my old mother?"

The girl almost touched his face with the towel in her hand, and curled her lips in disgust: "Besides, you are too arrogant? No matter how hungry and thirsty I am, I won't masturbate with your underwear."

"Who is it for?"