My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

Hachiman touched the taste in these words, his face remained unchanged: "Your implied meaning is that I am still wretched, you are just used to my wretchedness, right?"

The awe-inspiring and proud girl kept a smile that could not even be regarded as a perfunctory smile: "How can it be, it's not at all trivial than Mr. Qigu~"

His face was slightly awkward than Qigujun.

"It's just that zombie face is a little scary, right?"

Miss Tsurumi finally found a powerful ally, formed a united front with her little mother, lit her head, and even made a sad expression: "Yeah, yeah, this person is terrible..."

Faced with the smiling eyes of these two black-bellied guys, Bi Qigu couldn't hold his face, and laughed helplessly: "You are really...fortunately you are not real mothers and daughters, otherwise the future will be really impossible. Yes, by the way, Xuexia, have you ever thought about our daughter's name?"

Xuexia didn't want to discuss this kind of issue with him in the public, so he glanced at him, and then took out his phone, not knowing who he was texting with, or watching Twitter...

Not only her, but many young people at the station are playing with their mobile phones with their heads down, which makes Yawata a little worried about the backbone of this generation of Japanese youth.

"Ah, here again..."

Liumei pouted quite dissatisfied, and could hang an oil bottle: "The same is true for fat ladies, what's so fun about mobile phones~"

The boy released his hand, and then began to stroke the little guy's head to comfort her: "She often does this at home?"

"Well, I lie on the bed or sofa after eating, as if I was sending an email to that idiot dumpling."

Friends!

Those who eat and drink every day, lie down on the bed, and play with their phones on their sides, are they like the reappearance of the big smokers in the old society smoking big cigarettes?

Take jujube pills!

Biqigu was amused by her, and rubbed her beautiful soft hair: "Stupid dumpling? Is this what you should call it? It's not big or small."

The little devil slapped off his hand that made the stranger, staring angrily.

He squeezed the little guy's face again, the baby was too bad, and he let out a "hehehe" laugh: "You don't call the dumplings."

"...You mean-you can be called a fool, right?"

"It's kind, it's kind, the monk can't say it, the benefactor is so good..."

Xuexia squinted at both of them, and couldn't help thinking in his heart that if he really had a child with him in the future... Wouldn't it be very happy to have a child like this in the United States?

But these two people are really like a father and a daughter, both of them have extremely bad personalities, one big and one small jerk.

Playing absent-mindedly on the mobile phone, his mind has already drifted to a place where he doesn't know, and occasionally he makes a sneer laughter that makes them creepy.

"Next month, where are you going?"

"Well-Mom said to go to Izu, bubble hot spring or something, do you want to go?"

"No, I prefer to stay at home in winter. Besides, the hot springs are boring."

Biqigu showed a serious smile: "Do you know Baotu Spring?"

Do you know Bao Tuquan?

"Well, the car is coming."

Xue Nao, who was playing with her mobile phone, raised her head first and glanced at the boy: "How many days are you going to go?"

Her words are always concise and direct, never asking where he is going-Xuexia is confident and so proud that she never thought that he would cheat or dislike herself. She didn’t have to do anything, just wait until graduation. marry.

There is no need to check the e-mails in his cell phone, nor to question his schedule.

Xuexia had the same attitude in this regard.

To like is to like thoroughly, and trust is to never retain trust.

It is another kind of gentleness that is different from Yui. The young man indulges in this kind of gentleness, holding her in his arms with nostalgia, like other couples about to be separated.

"A friend asked me to help out in Tokyo, oh, the guy Zamuza will also go with him, just to prepare for Winter Comic..."

She barely touched Xuexia, and frowned slightly. He didn't ask anything, but took a step back and stretched his hand over his head.

Bi Qigu lowered her head and let the girl touch her hair: "Don't fool around now, there are too many people."

The girl tilted her head for unknown reasons.

"What if you get caught up by other women because you are too handsome?"

He said such a sentence half-jokingly, and received Xuexia's delicate white eyes: "I am not very good at picking things."

Standing on tiptoe to help him comb his hair: "Or, let's go to the neighborhood to get a haircut. You will send Liu Mei home later. The hair is too long. What do parents think?"

Under his snow, he will cling to some very strange places.

Or, the girls who are in love are different in peace after all, and the girls who used to have little words in the Ministry of Service now have some broken mouths...

Perhaps every girl will go through such a process.

Yahata shook his head: "The washing, cutting and blowing are very expensive on this side of the station. I can get a haircut if I go there. Don't worry."

Nonono!

Mr. Qigu is still too young.

The so-called washing, cutting and blowing, in fact, washing and cutting are very cheap...

Only that one is expensive.

There is not a saying in "Shajiabang" called "All the guests who come, just rely on the mouth"...

Hearing this, Xuexia was relieved. I don’t know if he noticed that he was a little bit sloppy, blushing his cheeks, and a little bit twisted to help him straighten the collar, with a small voice: "Come back early. ."

Biqigu nodded, then hugged the guy again, rubbing her head against her white scarf: "Then we'll go, and if we show affection like this, we always feel that we will be beaten to death..."

………………

"little bastard."

"Bastard!"

The two people who hurt each other on the tram ignore all the strange gazes around, especially Mr. Biqigu, he has seen several passengers holding the phones hesitating to call the police...

What are you doing!

Isn't it just holding a little girl?

Winter is a season of sleepless sleep. After an hour of sleep, the naughty Liumei woke up and started touching his chin without doing anything. She was looking for a beard...