I formed the strongest swordsman group

The chief's cheek almost touched Qingdeng's, and her cheek exuded a hot breath.

Itchy face. It was the chief director's breath blowing on Qing Deng's cheek.

Qingdeng sensed the body temperature of the chief executive, and sensed the youthful breath emanating from the chief executive.

Qingdeng's pair of pupils, which always shone with light of intelligence and rationality, now appeared to be in a state of confusion.

How much time has passed? have no idea.

Qingdeng lost his sense of time.

He thought at least five months had passed - but only five seconds had passed.

Five seconds later, Qingdeng quickly backed away as if being electrocuted by an electric current or scalded by boiling water, widening the distance between himself and the chief executive.

While covering the position where he had just been kissed by the chief executive, he cast a surprised look at the chief executive.

"Hee hee hee~~"

The director put his limbs on the ground like a puppy, smiling and raised a sunny smiling face to Qingdeng.

"Mr. Ju, I helped you clean up the soup on your face!"

"……ha?"

Qing Deng was taken aback for a moment, then put the hand covering his face to the tip of his nose, and smelled it—a smell of noodle soup.

Then, Qingdeng touched the part that the chief executive had kissed just now—it felt greasy to the touch.

——So it was to help me get the soup off my face...

With a "huh", Qingdeng let out a long breath, and said helplessly:

"Miss Okita, if you want to wipe off the stains on my face, you only need to use your hands or remind me, there is no need to use such... a special method."

"This is the soup that has been painstakingly cooked all afternoon. If you wipe it off with your hands, what a waste!"

After saying this in a righteous tone, the chief licked his red lips as if he was still unsatisfied, and then hiccupped cutely.

Seeing this, Qingdeng couldn't help laughing bitterly.

The truth came out—alcohol was all to blame.

How can there be any reason for a little alcoholic like Zong Si not to drink tonight, who is bound to get greedy when he touches alcohol?

The general manager's wine quality has always been too bad to be intuitive. Once drunk, he will do many unimaginable and wonderful things.

The absurd things done by the drunk chief include but not limited to:

He mistook Qingdeng's thigh for a big radish and gnawed.

Mistaking Qingdeng's clothes for Kopeito, he clicked his tongue.

——Thinking about it... how could a sober chief executive do such an outrageous thing...

Qingdeng thought to himself, and slowly sat back beside the chief executive.

The mind that had been shaken by the "sneak attack" by the director general just now gradually returned to calm.

At this time, the director also put her pair of cute white tender feet back to the edge of the corridor, and swayed again.

"Miss Okita, what are you doing alone in the yard in the middle of the night instead of sleeping soundly in the warm bed?"

Qingdeng asked the question he had just asked, but did not get a positive response from the director general, and asked it again.

This time, the chief executive finally answered truthfully.

"I don't want to sleep... so I came here to blow some air."

"Don't want to sleep? Why? Can't sleep?"

"No...it's not like I can't sleep..."

The chief burped again.

The belch she burped this time was quite strong.

Shaking off a strand of blue hair behind the ear, making it hang down along the sideburns, it also slightly opened the skirt of the kimono on the upper body.

For a time, the bright spring light was faintly visible.

The chief's clothes are messy.

From the looks of it, she should be in a hurry to get out of the room, but her hands and feet were affected by the drunkenness, and she didn't listen to her own words very well, so the skirts, belts and other places were all not covered tightly.

Qingdeng didn't realize until now that the chief executive didn't wear a bear belt.

Although her pair is not comparable to Kinoshita Mai, Sanako and Tenzhangin, but it is also much bigger than most women in this country, and the loose skirts are stretched up into a hill of considerable size.

"That... Miss Okita, your clothes..."

While Qingdeng reminded in a tactful tone, he hastily turned his gaze away from the chief executive to avoid seeing something he shouldn't have seen.

"Oh...the clothes are opened... no wonder I always feel chilly in my chest and stomach since just now..."

The chief smirked a few times.

Apparently, she was far more drunk than she appeared on the outside.

Although the chief executive is an informal and unrestrained girl, she still possesses the minimum sense of shame.

If it were a normal her, her clothes were blown away by the wind, so she didn't have the time to giggle here, she turned sideways at the first moment, and covered her clothes again in a hurry with embarrassment on her face.

Swish... Swish... Swish...

The sound of cloth rubbing against the ear can be heard.

Listening to this series of trivial sounds, Qingdeng felt a little nervous for no reason.

After a while, the sound of cloth rubbing stopped.

After confirming that the chief executive had put on all the clothes on his body neatly, Qing Deng silently turned his gaze back, and cast his eyes on the chief minister's delicate body again.

Looking at the profile of the chief executive, the expression on Qingdeng's face gradually became weird uncontrollably.

(Xiao Si has a good impression of you... To put it simply, he likes you very, very much.)

Suddenly, the words Okita Hikari said to him not long ago came to Qingdeng's mind.

Thanks to the long talk that Okita Hikaru had with Qingdeng the night before he left Edo, now that Qingdeng sees the face of the chief executive, he can't help but recall the wonderful things that Okita Hikaru told himself. Breaking news".

Qingdeng is not a dummy of clay sculpture and wood carving. If he can still maintain a normal mind after hearing the "revealing news" of Okita Hikaru, and can still maintain a peaceful and far-reaching attitude in front of the director general, it is not normal.

At the time before, Qingdeng didn't even dare to look directly at the chief executive. Now, after time has passed, his "symptoms" have improved a lot, and he can gradually get along with the chief executive with a natural attitude and manner as usual.

But at certain times and occasions... such as now, Qingdeng would still involuntarily appear awkward and at a loss in front of the chief executive.

At this time, the chief executive's voice, which was still full of vigor even though he was drunk, pulled Qingdeng's attention away from his messy thoughts.

"The wind is so strong!"

A moist, icy wind blows from the distant mountains.

The hair of the chief director and shoulders swayed with the wind.

She pressed it with her snow-white fingers, with a childlike mischievous smile on her face.

"Mr. Ju, look, look, my hair is blown up so high~"

Looking at the chief executive who was bathed in the wind and the night, Qingdeng had a weird thought in his heart for no reason.

——Miss Okita...she is also a delicate beauty...

Although such a statement is a bit strange, at this time Qingdeng really had a wonderful feeling of "as if meeting the chief executive for the first time".

The general manager is the person who has the best friendship with Qingdeng in the whole examination hall, not one of them.

The two are always inseparable. It's hard to say when Qingdeng is outside, but in the testing hall, he is always accompanied by a petite figure with a ponytail raised high and lightly.

Kondo and others complained to the chief executive and Qingdeng himself more than once: You two are almost glued together.

Qingdeng met the chief executive the day after he traveled to this world.

Therefore, roughly calculated, he has been in friendship with the chief executive for nearly a year.

In the process of getting along with the general manager throughout the year, Qingdeng has always regarded the general manager as his good brother-this point has not changed even after discovering the real gender of the general manager. It just switches the perspective from "good brother" to "good sister".

Maybe it's because of the influence of this filter, when Qingdeng gets along with the chief executive, he always unconsciously ignores the chief executive's beauty.

In terms of appearance alone, although the general manager can't compare with "the most beautiful woman in Edo" Sanako, and "the most beautiful widow in Edo" Tenzhangin, but he can still be compared with Kinoshita Mai, and can make the whole Edo... , is a beautiful girl who is beyond the reach of more than 90% of the women in the world.

Souji has a very different beauty from Sanako and Motoshi Mai.

If Sanako is a lady of every family, and Mai Kinoshita is Xiaojia Biyu...then the chief executive is the enthusiastic and lively girl next door.

Each has its own beauty, each has its own charm.

Qingdeng, who was immersed in the perception of the "beauty of the chief executive", did not notice that his eyes were fixed on the handsome face of the chief executive at all.

"Mister Tangerine? Mr. Orange?"

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Qingdeng, who was startled by the chief executive's soft voice, came back to his senses, and responded quickly.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly become dazed just now? Is there something dirty on my face?"

As the director asked, he raised his hand and rubbed his face vigorously a few times.

"No no."

Qingdeng laughed.

"Fraudster" and "Emperor's Art" launched!

With a natural expression and a serious tone, Qing Deng half-truthfully said:

"It's just that it's rare to see your exuding appearance. I think it's very rare, so I can't help but look at you a few more times."

"Hee hee~"

Hearing what Qing Deng said, the chief executive showed a cheerful and silly expression, and raised his hand to touch the blue hair on his shoulders.

"It's true that I seldom scatter. How about it? Do you think I look good when I scatter?"

As soon as the general manager's voice fell, Qingdeng immediately replied:

"Well, it's very pretty."

As soon as this remark came out, Qingdeng was taken aback for a moment - because his lips and tongue were out of the control of his brain just now.

Before the brain started to think, the lips and tongue moved by themselves, automatically blurting out this compliment to the chief executive.

The general manager's smile became happier and brighter, with a hint of sweetness in it.

"Thank you~ I'm so happy to hear you say that~"

After finishing speaking, the chief executive sat upright slightly, his arms rested on the floor on the left and right sides of his body again, his head was raised, and he looked up at the night sky.

"Mr. Ju, it's rare that you are here, so let's blow some air with me."

What's there to blow about this dyingly cold wind...Qing Deng sneered.

However, he still sat down on the veranda as the director wanted, and moved his body in the direction of the director, getting closer to the director.

Qingdeng was really worried about the general director's current state of insanity and repeated surprising actions, so he left the general director here alone.

He didn't dare to go back to his room to sleep until he was sure that the chief executive was safe.

"Miss Okita, you said that you don't want to sleep because you can't sleep, so what is the reason why you would rather stay in the yard and blow the cold wind than go back to bed and sleep?"

Qing Deng cleared his throat and got back to the topic.

The Chief Secretary lowered his eyelids thoughtfully:

"Once you close your eyes and go to sleep, then when you open them again, it must be the morning or noon of the next day? I...I don't want today to end like this..."

"Don't want today to end?"

Qingdeng raised his eyebrows, and asked the director general with his eyes and expression: What is the meaning of this?

The chief executive put his hand behind his head habitually, trying to stroke her ponytail.

But because she didn't tie her hair up tonight, she could only "adjust measures to local conditions" to touch the blue hair that fell naturally.

"Tonight...is the happiest, happiest, and liveliest New Year's Eve I've ever had in my life."

"On New Year's Eve in the past, at most, only my sister, brother-in-law, brother Kondo, Mr. Hijikata, Uncle Yuan, master, and Aunt Abi were with me."

"Although it is very happy and lively, it cannot be compared with tonight after all."

Speaking of this, the director's voice stopped for a while.

After a while, she smiled sweetly:

"Calm down and think about it carefully. In the past year, we really had a lot of new faces in the test hall."

"The loyal and honest Mr. Kubei; Saito-kun, who is taciturn on the surface, but not as indifferent as he looks on the outside; Mr. Yongcang, who is five big and three rough, but has a thick and thin; unrestrained, bold and unrestrained Harada Jun; Todo-kun who is capable of writing and martial arts, and has an outstanding character. And..."

The chief quietly moved his head sideways, and his beautiful eyes met Qing Deng's straight.

"You, Mr. Tangerine."

Qingdeng's body seemed to be controlled by the voice of the chief executive, he stared blankly at the beautiful woman in front of him without blinking his eyelids.

He felt that he had to look at the chief executive - the soft voice line carved by the chief executive, and the face full of emotion she carved, had such magic power.

"Tonight...Thank you so much, thanks to you, I had an unprecedented night tonight."

"However, sometimes, something is too good, but it will be bad."

A look of regret appeared on the director's face, and he sighed silently.

"Because I had such a great time tonight... I became a little worried about gains and losses."

"I'm so scared...these precious friends I've made so hard will leave me one day."

"I'm so scared... From then on, I will never have the chance to reproduce the lively scene of tonight."

"When I think about this, I feel blocked and sour..."

"So I don't want to sleep...don't want to see the sun tomorrow...don't want to welcome a new day..."

The director's voice became softer and deeper as he spoke.

In the end, she looked down at the fingertips of her hands that were folded on her legs, and felt coy.

Qingdeng, who listened quietly to the chief executive's monologue, unconsciously recalled the joyful and lively scenes he had experienced and witnessed before drinking the fragment... He actually understood the chief executive's words very well. idea.

Because he also has similar feelings.

Tonight's New Year's Eve dinner, Qing Deng indulged himself completely and completely.

The happiness and memories of tonight will surely be engraved in the depths of his mind forever, and he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Although I accidentally overplayed it and ended up with a funny ending of accidentally drinking the fragments, I didn't hide my time.

The beauty experienced before losing consciousness is still in front of my eyes, clearly visible.

Thinking that such a beautiful night is over; thinking that the next time we encounter such a beautiful scene, I don't know when... Maybe we will never have the chance to meet again, Qingdeng feels inexplicably lost in his heart.

"...I can understand."

Qingdeng sincerely said without any falsehood or affectation:

"I have almost the same feeling. Tonight, I also had a good time, and I also have a kind of wish that time will just slow down or stand still, and I really want tonight not to pass so quickly."

The chief executive blinked his beautiful eyes a few times, his expression seemed to be surprised that Qingdeng had the same idea as her, but the corner of his mouth was smiling, first with a brisk arc, and then the arc became deeper and deeper , getting bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a bright smile

"It turns out that Mr. Ju thinks the same as me, hahaha~"

The chief secretary's pair of pink and tender feet hanging outside the edge of the corridor swayed happily back and forth with the laughter like silver bells.

After the laughter gradually subsided, the chief director shifted his gaze from Qingdeng's body to the distant sky beyond the eaves.

Qingdeng's gaze subconsciously moved along with the director's movements, looking up at the sky together with the director.

"...I like the life I have now."

The faint female voice came to Qingdeng's ears.

"As soon as I open my eyes every day, I can meet a lot of friends, and I can practice swords and play with everyone all day long. I am very satisfied with the happy life now, and I really want to keep the status quo like this... I really hope it can be like this forever , with everyone all the time.”

The boss paused for a while.

After a while, she exhaled:

"Mr. Tangerine..."

The words of the general manager have a very strong sense of inquiry and prayer.

Qingdeng paid attention to the tone of this sentence and turned his head to look - in front of his eyes were beautiful eyes flashing with anxiety and worry.

"Is our current life ... going to last forever?"

The director's words were asked cautiously, as if touching a fragile mirror.

Although the volume of the question is not high, it contains strong will and emotion.

She seems to want to get something from Qingdeng, but she seems to be afraid of getting something.

As if a switch had been turned on, Qing Deng suddenly felt a wave of emotion gushing out from somewhere in his heart.

Qingdeng doesn't know the name and surname of this emotion, and he has no time to find out.

"……Will do."

Qingdeng's voice broke the silence between him and her.

Not to mention any thinking.

Not to mention any thoughtfulness.

Qingdeng took a deep breath, and said word by word in a more firm and high-spirited tone:

"Our current life... our current happy life will definitely last forever."

Let this sudden "wave" drive the body and spirit, turning emotion into sound.

The chief executive's expression didn't change at all, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking now - but this was only a matter of less than three minutes.

"...It's amazing."

The boss chuckled.

"Obviously you didn't use any particularly passionate rhetoric, but after hearing your words, I feel so at ease..."

The chief was not being polite or lying.

The strands of uneasiness that were still shining in her eyes until just now disappeared quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His eyes gradually became calm and peaceful... There seemed to be a smile flickering on and off.

Seeing the rejuvenated Chief Secretary, Qing Deng smiled slightly.

Even if one day in the future, our current life is about to collapse due to some reasons, I will do my best to heal and save it.

Just when Qingdeng wanted to say this——

"Mr. Ju, do you think our current life can continue like this?"

The chief director suddenly asked the same question as the previous one.

"Um?"

Qing Deng frowned puzzled.

"Didn't I answer this question just now?"

The boss shook his head lightly.

"No, not the same."

"The 'we' I mentioned in the last question refers to 'everyone in the testing hall'."

"And the 'we' I'm talking about now... only means 'me and you' alone."

In an instant, Qingdeng felt like his head was being put into a tumbling washing machine.

The blood all over his body rushed straight to his head.

Before Qingdeng's consciousness could catch up with the status quo, the director general delivered a brand new and sharp attack:

"Although I just said brazenly about 'I hope the status quo can be maintained'... but in fact, I just want to maintain the status quo with Kondo-san, Mr. Hijikata, Uncle Gen, and Nagakura-kun."

"But for you...for you, my most special friend, I extravagantly hope that the relationship between me and you can make some changes."

As the chief executive said, he showed a shy, shy smile with obvious embarrassment.

At this moment, Qingdeng felt that his mouth was dry.

Mouth is dry, heart is beating so fast.

An ambiguous atmosphere descended between him and the chief executive.

As an adult male with normal intelligence, EQ, and sexual orientation, Qingdeng couldn't hear the meaning and emotion hidden in the chief executive's words.

Without any defense or preparation, he was accurately kicked into a straight ball by the director...Qingdeng was a little stunned.

The trance of consciousness made Qingdeng ask in a strange way:

"Special friend... what do you mean...?"

The director seemed dissatisfied with Qingdeng's rhetorical question. The red lips were pursed high, and the pink cheeks were puffed up like a squirrel stuffed with acorns.

After a few breaths of silence, the chief executive said slowly:

"Mr. Ju, don't pretend to be stupid, you should know... ah!"

It's too late to say it! Suddenly, as if he had found something extraordinary outside the courtyard, the chief suddenly turned his head to the left, looking in the direction of the courtyard wall.

Qingdeng was taken aback by the sudden and violent reaction of the chief executive, thinking that the chief executive had discovered some kind of thief and thief, so he quickly turned his head and looked towards the courtyard wall.

What caught the eye was a tall wall made of bricks and stones.

Compared with normal times, there is nothing unusual. There is neither more nor one thing missing. If you have to say it, it's just that the snow on the wall is thicker.

However... at the very next moment, a surge of warm body temperature and emotion rushed towards Qingdeng.

A pair of catkins gently hugged Qingdeng's head.

Immediately afterwards, the scorching smell mixed with the smell of Tusu wine and the sweetness of Jinpingtang covered Qingdeng.

The light received by the left eye is dimmed.

A pair of slender eyelashes trembling slightly due to nervousness touched the corner of his left eyebrow.

There was something soft, warm and nice to the touch on the cheek.

Qing Deng urgently turned his gaze back to his left side, and turned back to the direction where the chief executive was.

The chief commander, whose face was dominated by the charming red glow, licked the vermilion lips that had just moved away from Qingdeng's cheek, showing an evil smile that succeeded in a prank.

At the same time, she cast an infatuated and shy gaze at Qingdeng, and the light in her eyes rippled, like bright cherry blossom petals falling on the lake.

Afterwards, as if his body had lost all his strength, the chief leaned on Qingdeng's arms on the spot, with his small head tucked into Qingdeng's right shoulder socket.

"That's what I mean by 'special friend'..."

"Let me declare in advance..."

The chief executive's voice appeared to be coquettish.

"There is no dirt on your face this time~~"

After finishing speaking, the chief executive seemed afraid to look at Qingdeng again, and buried his entire face face down into Qingdeng's shoulder.

"I also... only dare to say such things to you and do such things when I'm drunk..."

The director's voice was muffled in Qingdeng's chest.

"So... I want to take this opportunity to tell you everything I've been wanting to tell you for a long time..."

"Mr. Orange...I...I like you..."

"Forget when it started, every time I think of your name, my heart will beat fast; every time I see your face, my breath will be uncontrollably rapid... "

"Seeing you happy makes me happy."

"When I see you in a bad mood, my heart will be pulled."

"This is the first time since I can remember that I care so much about a man's smile; the first time I meet a man so frequently in my dream..."

"Although it's a bit embarrassing to say it personally, but... Ju-jun, I really like you..."

"The kind of 'love' that wants to cook miso soup for you forever."

"Before my sister returned to Hino, she suggested that I get married with you, saying 'Mr. Ju also likes you', 'Mr. Ju said that he is busy with his official career and has no time to take care of family affairs, otherwise he would like to marry you'..."

"I know my sister's temperament very well. She wants me to marry like crazy. According to my understanding of her, Mr. Ju, you never said such a thing. Those words are all exaggerated by my sister."

"So... I don't expect me to be happy with you."

"I don't expect you to accept my wishes."

"I just... just want to let you know that I like you."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to respond...or don't want to respond to my heart."

"I don't care... As long as I can lean on you tonight, I will be satisfied..."

The chief took a deep breath, and changed into a more comfortable position in Qingdeng's arms... Her face, which was buried deep in Qingdeng's shoulder, had a look of happiness at this moment, as if she was in the warmest place. , the happiest place.

It's just... Her eyes hidden under her eyelids were still unconsciously stained with nervousness and apprehension.

At this time, the cloud layer obliquely above Qingdeng's head moved slightly.

The clouds as a whole deflected to the west, as if a small crack appeared in the sky missing a piece.

The clear and transparent silver moonlight penetrated this "gap in the sky" and poured on Qingdeng and the chief executive impartially.

The two are surrounded by the gentle moonlight, just like being in a small boat floating quietly in the center of the lake.

At this moment, Qingdeng felt goosebumps all over his body.

The atrium dilated and contracted for a while, and a special spasm spread throughout his limbs.

I don't know if it's because the blood is rushing to his head, but Qingdeng feels that the alcohol left in his body is churning crazily.

"Miss Okita..."

Qingdeng squeezed out a voice from his throat.

What should I say and do now?

The director asked whether the current "close friend" relationship between her and him would continue... How should I answer this?

These questions... never mind!

It's hard to say why, Qingdeng felt an impulse to "don't think about these troublesome problems anymore" in his heart at this moment.

Forget about these dumb questions about yes and no.

Let your heart wish.

Act according to what you think and think now.

So, what is Qing Deng's inner thoughts?

He really wanted to hug the chief executive tightly.

Follow your heart.

This thought just came up, probably because of the instigation of alcohol, Qingdeng stretched his left arm lightly without saying a word, wrapped it around the thin back of the chief executive, and embraced the chief executive's shoulder with gentle strength.

The chief executive's petite body trembled a few times in Qingdeng's arms.

Not only did she not resist Qingdeng, but she shrank back into Qingdeng's embrace, stretched out her left hand, slid it into Qingdeng's vacant right palm, and interlocked her fingers tightly with Qingdeng.

The chief executive's hands are so small and cold...

From a physical point of view, the director's hands, which have been baptized by the cold wind for a long time, are undoubtedly cool.

However, there are two places where Qingdeng is warmest all over his body.

One place is a heart that is beating fast with an excited frequency.

The other place is the right palm that is being held tightly by the chief's cold little hand.

"Miss Okita..."

Qingdeng's voice was uncontrollably tainted with a strong sense of tension.

Moonlight, alcohol, the added atmosphere of the New Year's Eve, the kiss and the confession from the chief executive... all of these grabbed Qingdeng's heart, and at the same time made Qingdeng's feelings hidden deep in his heart, It burst out in one breath.

At this moment, Qingdeng understood why he didn't refuse so readily when Okita Hikaru said "you and Xiao Si get married" like when he faced Kanazawa Chusuke's marriage proposal.

I also understand why I feel so shaken after learning from Okita Hikari that the chief executive likes me.

At this moment, Qingdeng has made up his mind.

He hates procrastination.

Hate chirping, unresolved relationships.

He just likes the final word! Cut the mess with a sharp knife!

"Miss Okita."

Qingdeng exerted strength in his arms and hugged the chief executive a little tighter, as if he was afraid that she would slip away from his arms.

He made a very bold and ambiguous move...but it was not enough.

Qingdeng was not satisfied with this.

He decided that at this moment, right here, he would pour out his newly awakened mind in one breath!

"Miss Okita, I like you too."

Qingdeng put his mouth close to the headmaster's ear, turning his most sincere feelings for the headmaster into definite emotions and a clear voice.

"I'm the same as you. Since I don't know when, my feelings for you are not only friendship."

"I really like you."

The mood exploded.

Release all your thoughts towards the chief executive.

"..."

The chief didn't reply.

She only silently raised her head from Qingdeng's shoulder socket, and looked at Qingdeng.

There is no longer tension and apprehension in the eyes, only shyness, embarrassment and sweet tenderness.

The sweetness and tenderness that makes Qingdeng's bones crisp.

This pair of eyes is worth a thousand words.

...

Click, click, click...

The pocket watch in Qingdeng's lapel faithfully fulfilled his duty of telling the time.

At the moment Qingdeng said "I like you so much", the hour hand, minute hand, and second hand overlapped exactly on the number "12".

In 1860, he left completely.

A new year and a new future have begun.

The world revolves with thousands of thoughts.

The old almanac was torn out.

The legend and history have just begun.

*****

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It's the end of the month, ask for a monthly pass.

Ask for a monthly pass! Ask for a recommendation ticket! (Leopard Head Crying.jpg)

The author hates the kind of works where the hero is like a eunuch, and the heroine is unclear with the heroines after a million and eight hundred thousand words.

So my hero will only compare one carnivore to another.

A hero like Qingdeng is very cool.

Realizing that he likes Kinoshita Mai and Sanako at the same time, he immediately confesses to both of them and vows to marry them both.

After realizing that he also likes the chief executive, he also confessed immediately. Never crooked.

It was very cool, Qingdeng himself was happy, and I was also happy to write.

The writing rhythm of this book has always been "chopping chopping" and "squeaky" alternately.

So from tomorrow, it's time to start "hacking and hacking"!

*****

ps: The bed used by the family members in the hospital is really uncomfortable... It is very hard to sleep. (Leopard Head Crying.jpg)