The king of training starting from Sakurasou

"This is a girl's secret, uncle. It would be rude to ask you to find out."

Even though she couldn't see him, Rita still looked at the bottom of the plane window with a smile.

"Qianliu, didn't you say you have nothing to do with Rita?"

At the same moment, everyone in Sakurasou who was about to leave at the airport, Kasumigaoka deliberately lagged a few steps behind, intentionally or unintentionally flashing a dangerous smile at the lagging Senryu.

"Can you explain it to me?"

Chapter 278 Cultural Festival

"Explain what"

Qianliu pretended to be confused.

"Explain Rita's motivation for kissing you,"

Kasumigaoka seemed ambiguous on the surface, but she whispered in his ear angrily.

Noticing that the beautiful black stocking feet that he had caught and played with last night were being heavily stepped on, Qianliu said innocently: "I don't know either."

"Ah, is that so?"

Kasumigaoka said the harshest words in a sweet tone: "You really don't think I'm never angry, do you?"

Qianliu caught a glimpse of Kasumigaoka's eyes turning cold from the corner of his eye, and felt that women were really troublesome.

He probably knew why the girl was angry.

The girl had asked him before if he and Rita were related, and Qianliu's answer at that time was that there was no relationship at all. However, just now he believed that there was a ghost.

So Xia "three one three,"

Zhiqiu thought he had been deceived. He was inevitably jealous when he saw other girls and his boyfriend, let alone something like this.

Mainly Qianliu didn't really have any particular feelings for Rita, so he was surprised that something like that happened.

Of course, if a beautiful girl who is pretty and doesn't dislike her comes to her door automatically, Qianliu won't refuse, so... half of the blame goes.

"Go back and explain to you, okay?"

Rarely, his attitude softened, and Qianliu pecked her lightly on the lips.

"Hey, don't kiss me with the same mouth you've kissed other women."

Although Kasumigaoka was awkward, he stopped asking questions and obediently moved his foot away from his shoe: "You have to satisfy me, otherwise it won't be so easy to pass the test."

Looking at the girl who was as proud as a peacock, Qianliu kept smiling and nodding.

"No problem, my little cute Shiyu."

He had done this countless times when it came to how to deal with Kasumigaoka who was in a bad mood.

"Brother, hurry up! Why are you taking so long?"

When he noticed that the two of them were hanging far away, Kojiu shouted and waved in a cold voice.

"coming."

In response, Qianliu tried to hold Kasumigaoka's hand: "Let's go."

Kasumigaoka struggled for a moment...,..., and then silently agreed.

"Hey, Shiyu, are you in a bad mood?"

After following the main force, Misaki noticed that Kasumigaoka had an inexplicable expression on her face that looked a bit angry.

"fine."

"oh."

Misaki comforted her: "The separation is only temporary... Rita can come back during the holidays, so don't be reluctant."

Unexpectedly, Kasumigaoka became even more depressed.

"Ah, what did I say wrong?"

Afterwards, he returned to Sakurasou. Ignoring the confusion of others, Qiankazhigaoka went straight into the room and whispered for half an hour. I don't know what kind of means he used.

When Misaki saw her again, he found that Kasumigaoka had returned to its original state.

..... With Rita's departure, Sakurasou turned into a normal festival, passing by day by day.

Until November, Sakuraso became lively again as the Sudaka Cultural Festival was about to start.

On November 2nd, the weather was sunny and breezy.

In the early morning, the warm wind blew in from the window. Qianliu slowly opened his sleeping eyes. The soft sunlight penetrated the thin curtains and turned into a thick halo. The wind blew the curtains slightly swaying, like a girl's skirt. As gentle as the pendulum.

He subconsciously looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings. He was a little too excited last night and messed up a lot of things. At this moment, the room was filled with the familiar and pleasant fragrance of Kasumigaoka.

Touching the side of himself, he felt that the bed had become cold. Qianliu rubbed his sleepy eyes and cleared his mind, which was slowly waking up. Suddenly, he heard Kasumigaoka and others coming from outside the bedroom with the door half open. The sound of conversation.

Because the voice was relatively low, he couldn't tell who it was for a while. He rubbed his face, stretched and put on his coat and cropped trousers, grabbed his messy hair and pushed open the bedroom door.

Exiting the bedroom was... the corridor. As soon as he opened the door, he happened to see Kasumigaoka in a white shirt walking from the restaurant with two glasses of water.

Perhaps it was moisturized by the charming tenderness last night, and the girl's charming little face looked more delicate and attractive than before, with a white and rosy complexion and a healthy luster.

After taking a shower in the morning, my hair is still a little damp, hanging down behind me, with little dewdrops hanging on the ends of my hair, just like the purest and moistest white magnolia when the morning mist disperses.

The white and smooth skin is stained with traces of water vapor, and the young and fragrant skin is hydrated, as delicate as a baby. Looking up, the girl's purity and elegance are vividly reflected... "Wake up"

Kasumigaoka placed the water glass on the table. Because she bent down, the white shirt she was wearing shrank upward, and then... Qianliu looked at the blue denim shorts and was slightly speechless.

"Um."

Maybe his voice was a little hoarse when he first got up.

After replying, Kasumigaoka looked towards the living room, only to find Touma Kazusa sitting there holding a sheet of music, her fingertips unconsciously tapping on the table.

"Good morning."

Touma raised his head and nodded at him.

"Good morning, Kazusa."

"Here."