The king of training starting from Sakurasou

Wow haha, I declare, for today's good news! We won't come home until we get drunk tonight!

Misaki rolled up her sleeves and ran to the refrigerator as if she was going to do something big.

Qianliu glanced at her and said, forget it, as long as she is happy.

Hey, there's no wine in the refrigerator.

Misaki just spoke.

Kasumigaoka's voice came from the entrance: What kind of wine?

The girl's white dress is paired with warm black pantyhose, and a light-colored belt with a bow is tied around the left waist, which fully accentuates her beautiful figure.

As she walked in, she gestured with doubtful eyes.

Qianliu is moving, so of course I have to be happy tonight.

Your happiness is...drinking

Kasumigaoka naturally came to sit next to Qianliu who was lying down, and looked at Misaki in the doll costume with beautiful eyes.

That costume is actually a bit funny and looks silly.

Is Shiyu worried about Qianliu having sex after drinking?

Normally, Misaki would probably have deliberately used ambiguous words and seductive gestures to imply something.

But now the doll costume really can't express that kind of... atmosphere, so I have no choice but to give up.

What am I worried about? Mashiro is here, isn't he?

Kasumigaoka rubbed herself inward, and Qianliu had to change from lying on her back to lying on her side.

Oh, am I that unattractive? I was so shocked.

The type he likes is not...you.

When it comes to her boyfriend's fetishes, Kasumigaoka is an expert.

Just the little things I usually play with.

There are all kinds of weird costumes, and she has played master-servant and police games.

By being able to see through the cracks, and knowing some facts from Harina, Kasumigaoka can almost figure out what this guy's hobbies are.

We really love each other.

Misaki cast an envious look.

Hmph, if this guy hadn't always guessed my bottom line, I would have killed him long ago.

Kasumigaoka slapped away the hand that was stretched out from behind, but she didn't have the strength to press it under her legs to prevent them from moving.

Qianliu was not in a hurry even though his right hand was restrained. He stretched out his other hand and wrapped it around his girlfriend's waist and asked, Why are you here?

Can't come over

Yes, of course I can.

That's pretty much it.

After being satisfied, Kasumigaoka raised her soft thigh and let go of his right hand.

Unexpectedly, Qianliu was unwilling to move away and rested on her beautiful black stocking legs to feel the warmth.

Kasumigaoka glared at him, but unfortunately it had no deterrent effect.

Be more honest with me.

I'm not quite honest.

He looked innocent.

you......

Qianliu, do me a favor.

At this time, Mashiro coming down the stairs interrupted the conversation between the two.

What's the deal

Qianliu looked up.

Art homework, figure drawing.

Well, you want me to be a model for the figure painting.

After analyzing what Mashiro wanted to express in just a few words, Qianliu let go...the hand that was resting on Kasumigaoka's leg and leaned half-close.

That's right.

Do I need to stand further away?

Kasumigaoka was very discerning and got up and left the sofa before Mashiro nodded.

Mashiro came to the opposite side of the sofa and moved the easel to face the sofa. Mashiro started painting as if no one was watching.

After straightening his body slightly, Qianliu said: That's okay.

Can.

Do you need to pose?

Need not.

That is not bad.

When he came to the single sofa on the other side and sat down, Kasumigaoka cupped his chin and asked, Do you have any plans to go somewhere during the spring break?

Spring Break

Qianliu subconsciously turned his head.

Mashiro immediately said dissatisfied: Don't move.

oh.

Turning his face to face Mashiro again, he pondered for a moment: What do you think?