The days we traveled with Mikasa

172,

Six p.m.

The lightweight and three faces are sitting in front of the table, eating the ramen sent from the takeaway.

"Snoring ( ) .... Ha ~ Ha ~"

The light origin sucks a large mouth, was hot, and Zhang opened his mouth.

In fact, he can cover a layer of fire in the mouth, but there is a pleasure of eating noodles.

"Don't eat so fast, I will not grab it again ..."

Sancha took a napkin paper to help him rub the face of his mouth, his face was gentle.

"It's really ... I can relax after the war, it is really uncomfortable."

The face in the light is sung, sigh, explains.

Three buns smiled: "I don't know when I go back, I have a good life, don't think so much, I am with you."

"It's okay, or if I have a feeling that I can't give birth."

The light original said seriously.

"Drop! Drop! Drop!"

Just when two people chatted and chatted, the terminal placed on the side, the above indicator flashed to red light.

"I came to call, I took it."

The light from the light, "is the phone."

San Zhang nodded: "Pick up."

"..."

"Hell to? Is there anything?"

"Nothing, just have a live broadcast, you must declare the existence of 'burial agency', so ask you in advance, do you want to shoot."

"Live?"

The light original is awkward, and the "sin crown" screen is recalled, and then the relevant picture is found in the location of the third episode.

"..."

"We will give those who should be eliminated."

"So called a burial station."

...

"We will continue to resist,"

"Resist against GHQ, who wants to rule this country."

"We will continue to fight,"

"And everything you want to eliminate our people fight."

A golden long-haired lingering end face, and the expression of a win coupon is holding.

"..."

"Hey? Listening is listening?"

The end of the end of the end of the end interrupted the thoughts of the lightweight, he did not reply directly, but he looked at the three.

"Take a live broadcast, is it going?"

San Shi picks up his eyebrows, revealing the doubts: "Live?"

"It is the live broadcast that announces the" burial instrument '"."

Said, the genius is on the side of the noodles of the original.

Three horses who were reminded by the iconic action reminded, she frowned: "I don't want to go, but you can come with my mind, if you want, I can."

"Oh, that's calculation."

The light original is nodded, put the terminal back in front: "San Jun doesn't want to go, I will not go."

"..."

I have been speechless in the heart, talking in my heart: You are really a favorite, your wife ....

"It doesn't matter, take a break, you will continue to mission tomorrow."

The light original is sighed: "That line .... Wait, can you let the school do not charge our homework, this high-end thing is really different."

"Ah...."

Laughing: "Although we are one of the shareholders of the school, you can't intervene in specific teaching matters, you take yourself."

After that, I hang up the call.

"... ... ..."

The light original is listened to the busy voice, helplessly closes the terminal.

Sancha is looking at him. He felt funny: "What's wrong? How is it? How is it?

"Ah, ah .... This is not a matter," The light original is incentured to grasp the hair, "I don't do it." Don't say a year, a year, Gao Ernai. I don't understand! "

"Okay, hard work, I really can't finish the partial part of the part, and then go home to teach you."

Sanjun reached out to give him messy hair, smiling and comforting.

"Ugh....."

The light original is ignited to her hand, then his eyes are in the back of the chair, like a salted fish that lost his dreams.

"Dome said that tomorrow, I have to wear short skirts and pantyhose, I feel that modern student buildings are completely adapted."

San Ji also sighed, squatted on the table, buried his face into his arm: "Although it is a husband who likes, but wear it or feel shame, on a layer of thin fabric, wear and no wear Well...."

The residual sun outside the window is in the room, and two dinosaurs on the dining table. The two dinosaurs have a bleak yarn.

......

The next morning, I opened the air rules on the first universities of the Kingzhou.

The light origin and the three are wearing the school uniform standing on the window, and the commute bag is in his hand, standing with the sa cotyle.

"Yesterday's homework did not write .... I can only look at it."

Looking at the sakura, the sakura is issued.

"Ah ha ha...."

The Sakura is scratched: "In fact, I don't do it, I will leave yesterday, I will ask the valley for a while."

"This ah ..."

The light original is ignorant, "but now it is only 6:50, eight o'clock to class," to the school completely time to make up. "

Sancha is not very habitually speaking in public situations, so I took my husband's hand listening to two people chatting.

"Set! Good morning!"

The beautiful female voice came from three people, turned back, found that the school sacrifice, her maroon double twist, a lovely red bow.

"Sacrifice, are you so early?"

Sakura is barely smile, it is a return, saying that he doesn't like to communicate with others, even if you know that the school strokes have always liked themselves.

Going close, the school striker found that the people were still standing by the people: "Hey? The genius is also ah, good morning."

After he said with the light original, she turned the line of sight to three: "Is this? Actually and generic classmates hand to hand, girlfriend?"

"Well, the school is classmates, this is my unmarried wife, Sanjun Akman."

Like a smile, quite proud introduction.

"Eh!?"

I heard the surname, the school sail was surprised to retreat: "actually and the last name of the genius?"

Sanzi hangs down the eyes and squatted, then looked up and looked at her, did not explain.

Total feelings and people who meet the first time and unfamiliar people will be very weird.

The school sacrifice is not stupid, and the two parties have not to explain, and the low is low: "Sorry, I should not ask."

"It doesn't matter, the school is classmates."

The light original shake shook head is not tight.

"That's good, set, you have time to leave yesterday, is there anything? I will send you a message, you have not replied."

The campus sacrifice did not chase the unrelated person, but turned to look at the sakura, and entered the theme.

"Ah, sorry .... Sacrifice, I was not very comfortable yesterday, I lied a day in bed, and I didn't want to see SMS. I just said that when I was more awake, I told the teacher to leave a holiday, so ...."

The Sakura is facing the eyes of the school, and the eyes are somewhat dodge, and the reason is dealive.

"That's now, watching the color is very good."

The school striker smiled and showed a lovely little tiger.

"Ah ... Well, thank you ..."

......