The king of training starting from Sakurasou

According to this standard, keep working hard. I will be stricter in the future.

Mashiro nodded, then stared at him bluntly: There is a question.

What? Qianliu replied casually as he sorted out the manuscript for her.

Mashiro suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of his shirt, and said seriously: I want to know the texture of a boy's body. In the past, Qianliu touched my body, but today it's me.

Don't talk about helping you comb your hair and change clothes in such a naughty way. Qianliu let her pull up the hem of his clothes with a look of helplessness on his face.

Qianliu is special. Only Qianliu can touch my body.

Because I'm the only one who gives you Baumkuchen?

That's right.

Mashiro nodded seemingly very solemnly.

Okay, no need for the pants. Qianliu agreed.

He knows that the texture of characters is very important, so that such paintings have life, so Mashiro's words may sound nonsensical, but they are actually very necessary.

Let me take off your pants. After saying this, Mashiro squatted down.

After hitting her on the head, Senryu stopped Mashiro from continuing to act. She looked dissatisfied for some reason.

Afterwards, Senryu lay down on the bed under the command, and Mashiro followed and sat next to him.

Looking at the lines of the abdominal muscles, Mashiro observed the boy's body very carefully, like examining a specimen.

Then she listened carefully, looked up diagonally, and said cutely: The heart is beating.

Only dead people don't jump. Qianliu rolled his eyes.

hug me.

Looking into Mashiro's clear eyes, he put his hands around the girl's waist.

Harder.

Qianliu could clearly feel the slenderness and fragility of the girl in his arms, as if she would break with just a little force.

After a while, staring into Mashiro's beautiful orange eyes, he lowered his head slightly.

…………

Brother! Strange, where is brother?

Downstairs, after watching TV, Hanasegawa Kobato went to his brother's room to search, but found no one, so he asked Misaki who was staring blankly at the window: Kukuku, you stupid human over there, look at it. Are you halfway up to me?

The trance was interrupted, and Misaki immediately regained his energy: Uh-huh, no, it should be in Mashiro-chan's room. Maybe the two of them are doing something shameful. What do you think, do you want to take a peek?

Brother wouldn't do that kind of thing! Kobato became angry and glared at Misaki.

Saying that, Xiaojiu was not sure.

Because Mashiro looks so defenseless, beautiful, and in good shape, what if...no!

With this thought in mind, she came outside Mashiro's room. She was afraid that she would actually see that scene when she entered the door. She resisted the urge to push the door open and whispered inside: Old... are you here? *

Chapter 27 Don’t come over here

The door opened in an instant, and Qianliu appeared in front of his sister.

What's wrong? Seeing Xiaojiu's uneasy look, he couldn't help but be quite surprised.

Seeing Mashiro sitting in front of the computer drawing safely inside, Kojiu breathed a sigh of relief: No...it's okay.

I just had a bad feeling for no reason, it was really strange.

While muttering, Xiaojiu obediently walked down the stairs.

...

Is this the time to catch an adulterer?

Qianliu turned around and looked at Mashiro's little head, which was turned sideways. His red lips were slightly swollen, and he couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.

Now that there has been a breakthrough in the relationship, let's find a time to let them know later.

After closing the door for Mashiro, Qianliu returned to his room and continued writing the second chapter of his new work.

A day flies by in a blink of an eye.

School starts tomorrow. Go to bed early tonight.

At ten o'clock in the evening, after sitting next to Kobato's bed until he coaxed his sister to sleep, Qianliu went next door to check on Mashiro's condition.

After painting for a day, the girl was very tired. Because of this, Qianliu was able to observe the moment when the creature named Mashiro Shiina fell asleep.

The moment before she fell asleep, she was still drawing comics on the table, and then she slowly dozed off. When she reached her limit, she suddenly rolled off the chair dexterously.

Then, in order to avoid the brightness of the fluorescent lamp, I used my last strength to crawl on the floor, getting wrapped up in my clothes and underwear, and diving under the table.

It is not a spontaneous sleep, but a habitual and habitual feeling like an animal.

Probably because I draw until I fall asleep every day, and I don’t even have the strength to walk to bed. I put all my energy into comics until I run out of health points, and even the way I sleep is messy.

Seeing Mashiro curled up and sleeping, Qianliu chuckled: Don't sleep so defenselessly in front of a man.

With a completely relieved sleeping face, Mashiro hid her head but not her feet. Qianliu helped her cover her with a blanket. She seemed to be itching and muttered awkwardly: I can't breathe, Qianliu...

Without stopping, after making sure the blanket was covered, Qianliu said good night, turned off the light and left the room backwards.

Today is the last night before school starts, so naturally he won't stay up late. The holidays are over and it's time to welcome the new semester.

Stand up!

The first day of the new semester!

The corridors of Sakurasou are filled with the fresh morning air, and the noisy voices of the residents can be heard early in the morning.

Chiliu got up very early because besides Kobato, there was also Mashiro who needed his care.

Hey, Mashiro, come here and wash your hair!

While everyone was washing their faces and brushing their teeth, Qianliu found Mashiro looking for the contents near the refrigerator.

The girl in pajamas still looked a little sleepy. She reached out and took out the carrots from the refrigerator, carefully observing the rotation in front of her eyes.