Zongman: My card drawing system has 100 million points and is not serious

Ito's head was hot and he hugged it, although there was an excuse to fall to cover up.

But seeing Senior Sister Mai's abnormal appearance of not saying a word, he also drummed a little in his heart.

Senior sister... Wouldn't be really angry, would you?

In that case, I can only kneel and apologize!

I think of the scene of my own sitting down, being sat on a stool, lifting her little feet wrapped in black silk and stepping on her head...

No!

That's definitely not going to work!

Itokoshi whispered, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to

..." "Hmm..." Senior nodded gently.

Itokoshi apologized, but still did not let go of his arm.

Mai Sakurajima didn't know why, and didn't urge.

The atmosphere in the room gradually fermented, like an altar of spirits, full of aroma.

The needle was ticking, and a moment later, maybe a few minutes, Mai Sakurajima suddenly said in a trembling voice:

"Yes... Let go..."

Oh.

Ito-koshi obediently did so and let go of the arm wrapped around his senior sister's waist.

Perhaps it was because she had been holding it for a long time, and the senior sister suddenly slid down with some soft legs.

Thereupon...... Itokoshi took her in his arms again.

"Are you all right, Senior Sister?"

"Hmm... Well, it's okay..." The

senior sister shrunk in the arms of the junior brother, but she was as young and shy as a delicate junior sister.

"Shall I carry you to bed?"

The more Ito looked at her, it was estimated that it would be difficult for her to go by herself....

“...... Take me to the bathroom, I want to take a shower first..."

She was dizzy now, hot all over, her brain was out of light, and she just wanted to take a quick bath to cool down.

But I didn't expect that in this case, for the junior, how lethal this sentence was!

Ito looked at the senior sister who blushed as if she had drunk fake wine in her arms, like a red peony that could be picked by anyone, delicate and smoky!

"Whew~"

He slowly exhaled a hot breath.

It's time for me to take a shower and cool down....



......

The sound of dripping water in the bathroom slowly sounded, and a half-blurry black shadow could be faintly seen on the frosted glass.

Itokoshi sat on the sofa, fiddling with his phone.

It's a pity that there are no three big bowls of rice now, but it's a pity that this awesome water sound!

It's not just the sound of water!

When you actually hear this sound of water, your mind will unconsciously realize it.

A few meters away, across a door, a beautiful girl was bathing.

Crystalline water drips from her long soaked hair, runs through the curve of the upturned tail, and then slid down her straight and delicate legs.

One sime does not hang!

For imaginative people like Itokoshi.

The sound of water is like Chang'e singing!

This song is only because there is heaven!

How many times can you smell it in the world!

"Alas..." It's

a pity that now I can only imagine that I will get married later... Hey.

Just when Ito-etsu fell into a blind thought, a call suddenly came from the mobile phone.

Caller ID: Yukino-chan!!

......

Yang Nai was in a bad mood, plus he drank a little too much wine, so he simply took a bath and went to sleep.

Yukino was lying in her bedroom, staring at the ceiling in a daze, her tender fingertips unconsciously sliding on her phone.

Ito...... What are you doing?

Although what I just said is so resolute and decisive, when you calm down, some pictures will still appear in your mind.

"Hmm..."

Yukino picked up Mr. Pan and covered her face, revealing only two cat-like eyes blinking...

I blame the book that the guy showed me before... All blame him!

So, he must take responsibility!

Thinking about it, Yukino's fingers had unconsciously slipped to the interface for making calls.

Anyway, click on the dialer software, just make a call, right?

The girl persuaded herself like this.

Looking at the phone number, which was also pinned, the name of Itokoshi was written on it in a regular manner.

"Beep..."

Perhaps by mistake, the phone was dialed and the phone rang a busy tone.

After a second of busy ringing, it was connected, and there was no chance to regret it under the snow.