“idiot!”

“Bagaoni sauce!”

“Ba qua, ba qua, ba qua! ~ Ah Artemisia! Pig!”

Arriving in his own small space, Izumi Sagiri was quite happy at first, with a small mood of curiosity about everything around him and towards Shen Zhiye’s Oni sauce.

Strolling around.

Until I bumped into those three empty, large, wide music bottles.

At first I didn’t know what it meant.

I took a closer look.

There are still words written on it.

“If you really don’t want to go out, in an emergency, use this, it’s convenient.”

Forehead!

The expression on Hequan Sagiri’s small face suddenly froze.

Look down at your own…

Look at the Kuole bottle again, especially the slender mouth.

Lower your head again, then raise your head.

Lower your head again, then raise your head.

Na na na, the scene just now appeared.

Izumi Sagiri’s gratitude to Shen Zhiye disappeared, and she began to hate Shen Zhiye crazily + curse.

After a long time, she made a decision.

snort!

Stupid Oni-chan, you are treating me like this!

Izumi Sagiri turned over without hesitation from one side of the bed to the other, and jumped off the bed.

Pick up the drawing board and start to draw a new



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