My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

"Um... the childhood sweetheart who killed the actor!"

"This alone is absolutely not good!"

Biqigu typed solemnly: "Perhaps... use the color of stockings to represent whether it is blackened or not?"

"Eh, this setting is very interesting."

"Better than Kegu-kun's idea..."

"Thank you."

Wearing only a nightdress at home, I used a white headband to fix the thick black hair at random. The senior girl lying on the bed stared at the computer screen and hummed dissatisfiedly. The white and tender left foot trembled unconsciously...

"Tsk, a foot fetish who likes stockings!"

Blindfold retorted righteously: "Nonsense! I just like white silk!"

"Ahhhh, are you doing an invisible strategy for Kato-san who likes to wear white silk again, fancy guy?"

"Can the childhood sweetheart matter be called Raiders, you idiot?"

In the silence of An Yilun and others, the topic was completely biased by these two people.

However, it didn’t take long for Brother Glasses’s childhood sweetheart to erupt: “When others are desperately trying to squeeze out a draft and squeeze a little time to help, you are actually flirting unscrupulously and talking endlessly, endlessly, endlessly, endlessly. It's endless~~"

"Don't think I don't know, classmate Zecun, you are just busy doing the final adjustment of the winter COMI book a month later, how busy is it?"

"I just want to make the last paragraph in the novel to be happy and happy from the bottom of my heart, and to express my thoughts as much as possible, so that precious time will be wasted-unlike some people, I am the original author, not only always Others flirted with boys in front of their childhood sweethearts, and even reluctant to sign an autograph..."

"What about my childhood sweetheart..."

These two women-I heard Xiaohui say that they are all beautiful girls in their school. They are probably less literary and similar in beauty. They compare each other with sarcasm and satire. This kind of dialogue is already normal.

This is probably one of the ways that good people with different tempers get along.

The boy turned off his cell phone while yawning and watched TV, and found that it was late at night.

"Go to sleep--"

Before going back to the bedroom, the noise in Komachi's room that had been silent for a while began to noisy again.

"What are you doing here? The ping-pong-pong-pong guy thought he was moving..."

Rubbing his eyes sleepily, the door was opened. He subconsciously thought it was a cat who had learned to open the door, and then he saw a pair of Christmas-style pajamas and nightcaps in front of him.

"In my brother's eyes, Komachi's body is actually pajamas..."

The younger sister covered her heart with an unhappy expression: "I was hurt by my brother casually again, my heart hurts."

"Not sleeping yet, what were you doing just now?"

"Nothing, just clean up the room."

"Could it be that……"

He was surprised: "Are you studying to study in the United States? Want to transform your bedroom into a princess room?"

"No, by the way, brother, your phone."

A mobile phone flew over.

"Komachi is going to bed already! Hmm! Don't peek at my phone!"

The younger sister also retracted into her room sleepily.

The screen of the phone shows that the call is on hold.

"……Hey?"

"Yeah hello~!"

There was a greeting that made people want to hang up immediately.

"Ah, it's Yang Nai."

Unconsciously muttered a sentence, and then stared at the phone. The young man’s nerves, which had been sluggish because of the sleepiness, finally reacted. When the call of "Hey~" came from the phone, he said unceremoniously: "What kind of call is this time Why are you still calling Komachi? Don’t you know that she is studying hard now?"

"Ahaha, sorry sorry."

Insincere, this man.

"Don't talk about that, but I heard that, I will actually agree to Hayato's request. This is not your style."

"My style is to be happy, and..."

"Huh, and?"

The teenager wanted to say, "Occasionally showing kindness is not a big deal," but the exit became: "Anyway, I'm idle on weekends. Let's take a look at how the current people spend the weekend."

The arrogant Biqigu heard the gentle voice of Xuexiayangnai.

"It's really soft-hearted than Mr. Qigu."

"Nonsense... Besides, can't your heart be softer?"

An involuntary sigh came from the other end of the phone.

As if thinking about something, although he couldn't see the guy's expression, but he could guess it, Yukoshita must be chuckling now.

The corners of the mouth are curved, and the eyes are moist and charming smile.

"You are simply a monster of rationality and intelligence, you can see it so easily."

"Because you won't do anything meaningless, Yukoshita Yono, when he gave Yeshan Hayato an answer, he also gave him another cryptic choice, and this cryptic choice fell on me."

Fingers in the air outline the expression that this woman should have now, and then analyze and judge: "Fortunately, he is also clever and actually guessed this."

"This is not smarter than Qigujun."

Yang Nao sighed slightly sadly: "It's just that Hayato, a child who seems to depend on you a little bit."

...

Stop being so ambiguous!

I really have nothing to do with Ye Shan!

God!