My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

Komachi, who seemed to have been privately excluded from the wedding, smiled gloomily and presented him with a big problem.

In response to the gazes of three girls with different looks, Mr. Bi Kegu reserved his center of gravity backwards. This is a skill that can make the other party feel that they are making sense.

He started to make sense, because this matter was totally unreasonable.

It's not appropriate to say that everyone is beautiful, and that they are all beautiful will definitely be described as perfunctory by my sister. There is a wonderful smile on his face just right: "We, we must treat the problem dialectically."

Once someone says "look at it dialectically", it means that he is ready to start being unreasonable.

Mr. Biqigu's unreasonableness is also a helpless thing. The current application of verbal skills is not to pick up girls, but to prevent himself from capsize.

To be honest, since I have the word pick-up girl, I can no longer look directly at "brother baa"...

Fortunately, although I got three pairs of white eyes, I escaped from this dangerous atmosphere anyway, watching the three girls discussing the wedding dress enthusiastically, Yawata looked at the door impatiently: "Jingyue is not yet cute. Come?"

There is only one person left in the wedding dress showdown.

"Oh, the teacher is still changing clothes, maybe it's a little troublesome."

"It's indeed a troublesome guy."

"Oh, brother, you have to be patient with the teacher. Think about the teacher marking the homework late every day, you are not moved?"

"Fuck! The teacher changed homework late? Why don't you say that students do their homework later?"

The young sister was startled, and then gritted her teeth: "Yes, how can I be so stupid, obviously I often stay up late..."

The younger sister obviously hated her teachers deeply.

After waiting a while, the finale teacher Xiaojing finally appeared!

The door was opened gently, and in an instant, silence fell, because everyone forgot to breathe.

The beauty who slowly walked into the housekeeping room closed her eyes dignifiedly, and walked step by step in order not to step on the long veil.

The petrified sister said in surprise: "Beauty...who are you?"

Her words basically represent Biqigu's thoughts-Jing's cuteness and Jing's handsome are indeed in the past. Now, Jingmei is the kingly way!

The long black hair that was usually scattered was tied together and fixed in a fairly high position, and the thin lace lightly covered the exposed powder back.

Compared with the three ones just now, Hiratsuka's wedding dress should be very orthodox, the style is quite classical, and it seems that she is really a bride now.

The pure white gloves highlight the slender fingers, the waist-down long skirt is hung on the slender waist, and the white and soft skin exudes dazzling luster.

Of course, there are also the plump breasts that you never forget.

"Hiira and Hiratsuka-sensei, so beautiful..."

"Okay, amazing..."

From the same-sex visual perspective, Yui and Yukoshita both sighed in surprise, while Yawata sighed and wanted to write poetry...

The three people in the ministry represent three kinds of thinking, just like how to eat corn on the cob.

Do you eat corn side by side?

Or gnaw the enclosure vertically?

Xuexia is gnawing horizontally, which is science thinking, and Biqigu gnawing vertically, which is liberal arts thinking.

Yuihama, Yui, likes to eat one by one.

This is the thinking of moving bricks.

"How about Biqigu? Not bad, right?"

Here is a question, why would Jing Kao be the first to ask him how he feels?

Fortunately, he was the only boy here, so the other girls didn't think too much, maybe Jing cutie didn't think too much, she just habitually asked the most familiar guy.

Turning around gracefully, a triumphant smile appeared on his face, as if the prank succeeded in the same smile, innocent and innocent.

As far as beauty is concerned, the teenager is indeed fascinated by this kind of maturity that is different from the young and immature of the young girl. He scratched his face as a shame to cover up: "Well, I feel like the whole person is ten years younger...It is beautiful. "

The faces of the three girls changed slightly. What is this dead fisheye doing?

It’s a pity that Jing’s lovely attention only noticed the last half of the sentence. She blinked her eyes shyly, covered her face with the bouquet of her hand, and her twisted look looked so cute: "...Is that so? Thank you. Thank you."

It's so cute, why can't this person get married...

Komachi announced loudly!

"The result of the wedding showdown is—"

Wei Wei circled around, her sister didn't know why she smiled bitterly or said embarrassed: "Ah, it seems that everyone can't do it~...It seems that Komachi is the winner..."

"..."

Before she finished her words, she felt the pressure-filled eyes from all directions.

Feeling the strangeness behind him, Komachi glanced back and found that the eldest woman was releasing a murderous look quite seriously.

I feel like killing, so scared!

O'Neill, Komachi is afraid!

"The best and the best is..."

"..."

Sweating profusely and hurriedly escaped from the quiet and lovely sight behind Biqigu-kun, the naughty kid stood up straight: "Ah, the winner is..."

Yahata tenderly supplemented her: "It's your sister Yukoshita, right?"

Although Yui nodded his head in agreement, Jing cutie's murderous aura became stronger and stronger, and even the dead fish eyes were slightly horrified: "Of course, the real marriage is the most suitable teacher Xiaojing..."

Sure enough, in the next second, the teacher burst into laughter.

Super happy this person...

"Huh? Oh, hahaha, I didn't expect to win, this is one step closer to getting married..."

Seeing Mr. Hiratsuka's empty lines, Yui smiled wryly, and Koyuki sighed shortly beside him.

The younger sister lay behind him, sobbing and wiping tears, fake crying.

"Yes, terrible... super terrible..."