My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

The sound of the lonely wind mixed with the disorderly footsteps of the two.

"What is the wish of Mr. Biqigu?"

"Does this need to be asked? Of course it is liberal arts."

"Hmph, you deserve to be a great writer, by the way, I read your book."

He was stunned, and asked curiously: "How do you feel? Do you feel great? Or is there any resonance?"

If something called literature fails to resonate with readers, it will fail in terms of interest. The most typical one is the difference between foreign classics and domestic light novels. Even if light novels no longer have depth and connotation, the content itself can make people feel better. Young people like to find fun.

In Japan, the audience of mystery novels is wider than that of light novels, which is what Keiya always thinks.

Yukoshita Yono suddenly walked a few steps quickly, turned to stop him, poked his head, and looked at him with an oppressive posture: "I thought that the lonely Higiya-kun would write an autobiography like Osamu Dazai, but I didn't expect It's a purely brain-powered detective story, a little bit..."

The autobiography is a bit too much.

The boy raised his head back: "What's the matter?"

Yang Nao bit her lip lightly: "...a bit happy."

There seems to be something wrong with this expression, is it another one who is in love?

He reached out and touched the astonished woman's forehead, muttering to himself, "Isn't this ill?"

"I'm sick!"

Xuexiayangna bulged his face in anger, and his eyes widened and rounded: "I'm sick!"

Hachiman squinted: "Neuropathy?"

In the night, the pale and beautiful face made a grinning exaggerated expression: "It's rabies, I bite!"

"...Let go! Are both dogs with your sister!"

"By the way, do you know what Yukino's professional aspirations are? She didn't discuss with you?"

The teenager wiped the saliva from his clothes on his clothes with disgust, and shook his head when she asked: "No, this is her, she will naturally tell me when she wants to discuss with me.

"Yes, Koyuki likes you so much."

"Please pay attention to the wording, not like it, that is called love."

"Huh... Biqigu, remember to tell my sister if you have an answer."

Biqigu watched her for a long time before pushing the cart with a sigh: "I said you can't ask yourself? You have a better attitude, why can't you ask?"

"Why should I take the initiative?"

As soon as the bicycle sank, Yang Nai, who seemed to be awkward, sat in the back seat unceremoniously, and said coldly: "I am her sister, doesn't she know to take the initiative?"

"Yes, my sister is mighty."

Yawata didn't bother to rub against this one to evaluate the other one, even though she slapped him from behind and didn't look back.

The woman with short hair suddenly yelled "Ah", "Have you asked Hayato directly about his wishes?"

"Ye Shan told you again? Are you the fuck?"

"Hayato said he missed his mouth..."

"No, I even suspect that you have some eyeliner watching Zong Wu Gao's everything-hiss, think about it, it's really possible, you guys can't do anything?"

Yang Nai stabbed him dumbfoundedly, twice, three times-yeah yeah, is this a secret sign?The ancestor of Bodhi used the unspoken rules like this at the beginning.

"The Hayato should not be willing to say..."

"He used a lot of nonsense to deal with me anyway."

Miss Yang Nai looked up at the sky, and let out a sigh of relief: "That's it, so Hayato is also looking forward to it."

Biqigu turned his head: "What is he expecting?"

In the complex expression is a slight wry smile: "Maybe I am looking forward to being discovered?"

"Expect to be discovered by you?"

"Don't say it, little bastard."

The man with his teeth and claws on the back seat of the bicycle was dancing with a red coat, trying to pinch him on the back, but was avoided by the teenagers one by one, humming angrily, and Xuexiayang was dancing "hey" Come down, take a quick step.

"Now, Mr. Biqigu."

"what?"

He looked at the woman next to him and was puzzled, especially when the devil's smile was on the other's face, he didn't know what she was going to do: "Don't be prank, there are already a lot of people here, don't you be afraid of embarrassment?"

"Afraid..."

Along with that, the boy only felt a little moist on his cheeks, and raised his head in amazement, only to find that the red figure smiled narrowly at him, then walked away and disappeared from the crowd.

He touched his face like a nympho: "What is this..."

…………

"I was molested by that woman."

He gestured exaggeratedly: "Did you know, Xuexiayang is that person, a woman hooligan, she actually molested me!"

"Didn't you flirt with me?"

"No, that guy..."

That guy runs fast, otherwise he must clean up~ teach me a meal!

Biqigu originally wanted to say this, but when she saw Jing Kao's little action about opening her phone to record, she immediately changed her words: "...That guy is my sister-in-law, so be patient."

Jing cutie bitterly gave up the idea of ​​grasping the handle, and said with a serious face: "Then, what are you going to do?"

In the staff room at noon, two people were sitting together for dinner. Although Isshiki made a special bento for him today, he didn't want to eat lunch in the ministry at all.

Those two feed each other sweetly!

See it!

The greenest place in Taihang Mountain is Xingtai, and the greenest place in Zongwu Gao is the Ministry of Service...

Hi, I'm so angry!