Pet boy under the snow

In recent years, many perverts seem to like the attributes of a wife, and they often say that my wife, I like you... and so on, she feels that she has to be careful.

After taking a look through the door mirror, Sayuri was immediately taken aback.

Because the other party actually got to the door mirror, as if trying to see the person inside, of course, this was obviously impossible.

Sayuri opened the door.

She made a judgment when she saw the eye that was in front of the door mirror, the other party could not be a bad person.

When she opened the door, Sayuri immediately confirmed that her guess was correct. From the appearance of the other party, she did not seem to be someone who could do anything bad.

Oh, if she had to say it, she felt that she could do something bad to the other party if she wanted to.

Because he looked too weak at first glance, like a little sheep, Sayuri even felt that she should be able to cope with each other with one hand.

"Excuse me, are you...?" Sayuri tried to ask.

"Hello, Mrs. Sawamura, I am a friend of Yinglili, Shirachi, I have something to find her." Shirachi speaks politely, and it sounds very comfortable. Just one sentence makes Sayuri feel good Suddenly added a few points.

"Are you a friend of Ying Riri?" Sayuri held the folding fan in her hand against her white chin, as if thinking about something, but when she noticed Shirachi's gaze, she took two steps away and smiled.

"Eng Riri should still be in the studio now. If you don't mind, come in first. Shouldn't you be in a hurry?" Sayuri asked, "Or I should call her and try now?"

"It's okay, I can wait for her for a while." Baizhi walked into the hallway while speaking, lowered his head and took off his shoes, and walked into the living room barefoot.

Seeing Shirachi who walked into the living room without stopping, Sayuri's smile was filled with surprise.

When did Ying Lili have such a male friend?

And... from the other side walking into the living room without hesitation, it seems that he understands the structure of her home?

She followed Bai Zhi into the living room, carrying a high-quality biscuit and putting it at Bai Zhi's table, and brought him a cup of black tea to put it down.

"If you don't mind, eat something first."

"Thank you." When Bai Zhi finished speaking, he grabbed a cookie and gnawed silently.

"Well, Shirachi-kun, may I ask you a little question?" Sayuri asked while observing Shirachi.

Bai Zhi nodded, "Just tell me."

"How did you know my daughter?" Sayuri stared straight at Shirachi's eyes when she spoke, seeming to observe his changes.

Baizhi raised his head and thought for a while, took a biscuit into his mouth, and said, "It should be because of novel illustrations, right?"

"Should? It means that you first met in your memory because of novel illustrations?" Sayuri asked.

Bai Zhi nodded again.

"That's it, fiction illustration?" Sayuri showed a thoughtful look, "So you are a light novelist?"

"Yeah." Baizhi took a sip of black tea and continued to eat tea in silence.

Sayuri couldn't help but smile upon seeing this, "Do you seem to be satisfied with the snack? It would be great if so."

"The taste is pretty good, but the sweetness is slightly weaker. You should have made it yourself?" Baizhi asked.

Sayuri's eyes widened slightly, "Do you even know this, Shirachi-kun?"

"I can still tell the difference between the dim sum made by myself and the dim sum made in the store. In short, it is a delicious dim sum. Thank you for your hospitality." Baizhi politely expressed his compliment, but there is still no idleness in his mouth, his current spiritual power It is completely empty, and if you only rely on this body to survive, you will soon be starved and exhausted if you don't eat anything.

"It seems that Bai Zhijun has eaten a lot of snacks?"

"I haven't eaten a lot," Baizhi shook his head, "but I have a very familiar feeling about dim sum. In short, I can feel whether I made it by myself."

"That's it," Sayuri put the folding fan beside the sofa, smiling, "Then I can make another snack for you next time."

Baizhi looked up at her and nodded silently.

There was a sound of opening at the door, Sayuri turned her head and smiled, "It should be her back."

"I am back."

When Sayuri said this, Ying Lili's voice came from outside the hallway. After the girl took off her shoes, she glanced at a pair of shoes on the hallway, with a trace of doubt in her eyes.

It’s really surprising that there are guests today.

Ying Lili walked into the living room and immediately saw the teenager sitting opposite her mother raise his hand, "Good afternoon, defeat... Ying Lili."

"Baizhi?!" Ying Lili subconsciously called out the name, but immediately covered her mouth.

How can I call out his name right away?

I have never seen him...

Sayuri looked at Shirachi first, then turned to her daughter, with a funny smile on her face.

Does the daughter really know this child?And it seems that things are not that simple...

"Let’s talk first, I’ll go to the kitchen to prepare dinner." Sayuri said, standing up with her skirt hem, patted Ying Lili on the shoulder before walking out of the living room, and whispered an unexplained "Come on". , Then left the living room.

"What's the matter with you? With eyes that seem to be looking at a monster?" Baizhi asked, looking at Ying Lili who walked in front of him.

"Who the hell are you guys? Why are you in my house?" Ying Lili deliberately lowered her voice, for fear that her mother in the kitchen might hear her own voice.

She could be quite sure that she had never seen this young man before her, but just now she subconsciously called out Baizhi's name like a ghost.

what is this?

"You think about it again, I think you should be able to remember it." Bai Zhi said.

Ying Riri stared at Shirachi's face, and after a long time, her pupils gradually widened.

"It's you!"

The guy in the dream!

Yes, Ying Lili has been dreaming these nights. Her dreams are very strange. There is always a teenager in the dream. His face is very fuzzy, but she knows his name very clearly.

She dreamed that she had become an illustrator of Shiraichi's novels, and that their experiences were all trivial, but she dreamed of him repeatedly for some reason.

"Anyway, go to your room first. I need to explain the situation to you again before you can understand."

When Shiraichi spoke, he walked to Ying Lili's room on his own.

"Don't just enter other people's rooms casually, I'm defeated!"

Ying Lili's anger just stopped suddenly, and her footsteps stopped abruptly.