My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

"That is……"

Biqigu was speechless for a while, why did you say she was so gossip?

I'm not an elderly aunt, why do I like to ask questions about the long and short!

Really annoying!

Anyway, I don’t like women who ask questions about long and short questions!

That's disgusting, right?

Kasumigaoka lowered his head, and the thick black hair that fell down seemed like a waterfall-I know this is a very tacky metaphor, who can come up with a strange one?

He also raised the girl's hair with his hands while blowing, and his hands got wet after several times.

There is one sentence that I think makes sense.

Don't think I'm talking about pornography again-in fact, a woman is like sand, the tighter you hold it, the faster it will disperse, and it will inevitably disappear in the end.

Does it make sense?

and so……

The best way to hold the sand tight is to wet her!

I'm actually talking about pornography with more connotation!(Proud face)

After blowing it almost, he went to the bathroom to take a shower with one wet hand. After washing, he took the dirty clothes and pants that the two had changed to the laundry room. On the way back, he always felt that the woman passing by in the corridor looked at him strangely. ...

What are you doing!

I'm wearing a nightgown!

This is not strange!

When I opened the door, I saw Xia Zhiqiu leaning on the head of the bed, playing with the small hair dryer boredly. When he saw him coming in, his two white feet curled up and beckoned to the young man: "Come here, I'll help you blow! "

"..."

His first reaction was to quickly shut the door, and then locked it in a panic (excited)...

"Speaking of which I haven't blown the hair to the boy..."

Xia Zhiqiu sat on her knees on the edge of the bed, letting the boy sit on the opposite chair and bow his head: "This is the first time."

Biqigu lowered his head and closed his eyes disapprovingly: "You are gone for the first time this month, what's so strange?"

"..."

He waited for a minute without hearing the girl's reply, and the hair dryer didn't turn on—what are you doing?

She looked up and saw her face flushed, she seemed extremely shy and looked at him inexplicably...

This... is springing up?

Really want to help blow?

Danger!Biqigu!

A bad end is the end of a chicken fly egg fight!

Be vigilant!

"Mr Biqigu...that..."

"Huh? What do you want to do?"

"That...it's that..."

Bachan looked at the flushing woman warily, and sneered in a low voice: "Sow! Speak well!"

The girl's bare white skin turned crimson, but she looked at him from time to time: "That... can you close the door?"

You also know that your facial expressions are ashamed!

Speak well if you are afraid of being seen!

Talk about the price...

Besides, didn’t it close the door? Fuck!

He suddenly realized something, remembering the strange eyes of those women just now, and suddenly looked down at his crotch...

………………

"Look, this is my own brother. You see how cute he is, pink and fleshy, so people can't wait to touch them and nod their heads in tribute..."

"..."

"Although sometimes he becomes extremely stiff and even spit in an uncivilized manner, but in general, this is a good brother..."

"Please cover your crotch before talking! Mind the hooligan!"

The elder sister-like Xia Zhiqiu did not dare to let this pervert face him, so as not to see what he shouldn't see again: "Sit here, bed! Sit back, turn your back to me, then lower your head and don't move!"

Hachiman was embarrassed by the bed: "Do you...do you know how to blow? I mean to help others blow their hair?"

"Blow on your hair, what are you haggling?"

Xia Zhiqiu slapped him on the shoulder angrily: "It's just because you blown it for me just now. Now we don't owe each other, we have written off."

A sum of write-off is one of the ways that some girls now pay back...

The world is getting worse!

"I doubt your skills."

"Ha, doubt my skills... Or I can borrow an iron to burn you curls? Prove it to you?"

"Please blow me! Don't waste time!"

The girl smiled silently. It is really not easy for this guy to compromise. The slender white fingers were gently inserted into his black hair. The "buzzing" hair dryer made his face a little bit hot. red.

…………

"Papa......"

Guess what sound is this again?