Almost started supernatural daily life

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This night is not destined to be peaceful for most people.

For the vast majority of students in their prime years, love is beautiful and desirable.

Although the videos circulating on the Internet do not bring into the front face of the room, there are still videos from other angles that continue to play this declaration of the room.

Adults in izakaya borrow words to drink wine, nostalgic for the ambiguity of their youth.

Peers may be envious or excited, and they are eagerly discussing it both online and offline.

The children thought that Iruma looked very handsome, and some people began to imitate it.

Yuwen Rui, a cousin who entered the room, refined a high-definition version of the video, and countless people came to station B to relive this scene.

[Ming no Myo Myoya (4)]

The group is unusually quiet, whether it is Shiwa or Eiri Ri, they want to complain, but they delete the typed words every time.

Acid, they only have this one feeling.

When watching live in the box, Megumi heard Iruma's words, and although she didn't have an expression, Shiyu and they could still see the sweetness that Megumi overflowed from the bottom of her heart.

Acid to death!

Ten flowers are fine. For her, when she was saved by Iruma in Italy, she would not have asked for anything else in this life.

A man can fly from Japan to Italy for the first time for her, for her unintentional sleep, for her desperate, there is no need to use confessions to prove love.

What's more, her age no longer values those, so let them enjoy it.

The excited Rokuka wanted to skin it, but finally turned into death, and was knocked unconscious on the floor by her sister.

Eiri Li House.

Sayuri keeps watching it repeatedly with her tablet.

"Ying Li Li, you said what to do if Brother Xiaoming confesses to me, you will call him dad in the future~

" "Mom!" Ying Li Li's heart turned into shame, "You all know it can't be you!"

"What if Brother Xiaoming changes his mind? Mom wants to watch it again, brother Xiaoming's paragraph is too handsome! Ying Li Li is ready to be his daughter, oh, and it is not impossible to be with her mother.

"He's the kind of person who is called daddy only more excited, more hentai!"

Sayuri finally put down her tablet.

"Has the English pear already called! How did brother Xiaoming react when he told his mother about it? How do you feel again! Tell your mom about it! Try it next time mom! Ying

Li, who knew herself and lost her words, was struggling with her mother with a red face, and steam continued to come out.

Shiwa family.

The more Kasumi Hill's mother thought about it, the more angry she became, and when she saw that her husband wanted to drink the big red robe, she snatched it over.

"What to drink! I'm angry, no, I must let Xiaoming make up for our daughter in the future! And that's what comes out.

Shi Yu did not speak, and she had heard the same words no less than ten times.

"Whether to make up or not is a matter between Xiaoming and Xiaoshi." Kasumi Hill's father looked at him, "Wife, the big red robe is innocent, right?"

"Just thinking about tea!" I remember that you also said that you would give me a vigorous confession! The result is a meal at the end! You make it up for me too! "

Kasumigaoka's father was punished by the scourge of innocence, turned into a little man mode, coaxed his wife sweetly, and finally drank the black tea made by his wife with a smile on his face.

Shi Yu had long been hiding in his bedroom.

Eat your own man's and his girlfriend's vinegar, how to go home and be loved by your parents!

So angry that Shi Yu hammered the pillow next to him, and finally trampled on the bed with his foot.

A shirt was draped over the pillow and taken out of Iruma's house.

After venting, Shi Yu hugged the pillow and opened the laptop to start coding.

She wants to write a plot in which the negative man is cut and has a good time in her heart.

When it is written, it becomes a confession of the male protagonist to the female protagonist, and when it is written, it is on the bed.

The subsequent plot again falls into the private document established by Shiyu.

Megumi's home.

Hiromi looked at her sister's bedroom again.

"Mom, it's been an hour, Xiaohui is still choosing clothes?"

"After all, tomorrow is her important day, and it's normal to be cautious."

"I've never seen her hesitate so much before." Hiromi got up to go to Megumi's room, but was grabbed by her mother.

"People's own business, what are you making fun of." Kato's mother pretended to be angry.

"Hehe, I'm not curious."

"After Xiao Ming came, there were many surprising things in Xiaohui, this child suffered in the past, and now he should enjoy it."

"I just don't know what Xiao Ming's brother's other girlfriends will think, it's probably sour, haha."

"You." Hongmei was helpless, "We don't have to worry about people's own affairs." "

My sister and my mother were chatting in the living room, and Megumi was standing in front of her fitting mirror.

Put on one set, take it off again, change to another set on the bed, and take it off again.

I don't know how many times she repeated, but she still had a hard time deciding.

These two sets were the last clothes she left behind.

One set is a long beige dress + blue sweater.

One set is a pink white set with a white beret hat.

One set is what Iruma wears when he likes her.

One set is Iruma's favorite one she wears.

She will not go to the box tomorrow, Iruma said that she will let her witness his victory and accept his confession under everyone's eyes.

Megumi never doubted that Iruma would win.

Myself, too, will have a day of great attention?

Megumi sat at the dressing table and used the wooden comb Iruma had given her to brush her growing hair.

Knowing that she still had to take care of her next morning, Megumi still wanted to comb her hair, which was the only way to calm her down.

She is not sexy as Shiyu, cute as Yingli, or mature in Sister Shihua.

But in this way, she will always enjoy the most preference in Iruma's heart.

Megumi thought of what he had said on the eve of the tournament when he was shopping with Iruma.

"We will be the protagonists of that day."

Tomorrow, I will become a heroine again.

Megumi put the comb away, returned to the bed, and put the two sets of clothes back into the closet.

She was already thinking about what she was going to wear tomorrow.

On the wardrobe, the uniform of the Toyonozaki girls hangs.

The most ordinary clothes. But significant.

This is the clothes she wears when she likes to go to the room.

Let her like this meet her male protagonist.

Megumi's mind has been set.

Same night.

In Chiba Prefecture, a pink-haired girl lies on the bed, carefully observing the video being played on her mobile phone.

In the video, the back of the room is saying words that make countless people's minds fluctuate.

"That's nice." The girl said to herself, "I, like him, can speak my own words boldly."

She also envied the girl who wanted to confess in the video.

It will be very happy to be liked by such an excellent person.

"I really want to go to the scene, but I can't buy tickets at all."

The battery of the mobile phone bottomed out, and the girl reluctantly put down the mobile phone.

"Would you like to tell your mother to go to Chiyoda next week?"