The king of training starting from Sakurasou

The daily scenes of mocking each other were immediately staged, and the members of Sakurasou were accustomed to each doing their own thing.

Days like this are Qianliu's favorite time, leisurely, interesting and lively.

She turned the pages quietly, and when she read the last line of this article, Rikka suddenly stood up and came to her side.

Because the light was blocked, Qianliu instinctively raised his head.

"Are you okay Rikka?"

"Um..., the Holy Cooker said there is still half a month left. He will try to come back on Christmas Eve and pick me up at 890."

"I understand when Shihua comes back in half a month."

Then Qianliu held the page between his thumbs and asked, "So what are you doing?"

"I...I don't want to go back."

Rikka lowered her head.

"..."

"I feel very happy here."

She added another sentence.

Shihua would feel so uncomfortable if she heard you say that.

Qianliu couldn't help but be speechless when he thought about the poker-faced Toka who probably didn't care on the surface but was actually very sad.

"You can come over when you get home."

He could only try his best to explain: "We won't run away."

"But......"

Rikka was still reluctant.

After living here for such a long time, she had spent time with Kojito and everyone in Sakura Village, and had developed a deep relationship for a long time. She suddenly found it extremely uncomfortable to leave.

"Kukuku, the True Eye of the Evil King, my castle is always open to you, come and challenge as much as you like, I will give you the most powerful trial!"

Xiaojiu suddenly sneered and said, she was also reluctant to let go. The two little lolita were inseparable day and night, and they had to be separated suddenly. She was really not used to it.

However, the arrogant sister couldn't express her feelings, so she had to express her feelings in the middle two words.

Fortunately, Rikka, who is a fellow-minded person, can understand.

In order to comfort Rikka, everyone in Sakurasou directly or indirectly conveyed to her the idea that it was okay throughout the whole day.

Until December 5th, except for the first snowfall on the first day, it has been cloudy in the past few days.

I received emails from Dongma and her daughter early in the morning. I read them thousands of times and found two emails with completely different styles.

What Yaozi sent contained all kinds of ambiguity and subtext that made people feel hot inside.

But winter horses are quite normal.

To be honest, even though Qianliu has been in battle for a long time, chatting with mother and daughter is still very exciting.

It can be adapted into a drama.

After leaving Sakurasou, he arrived at Touma's residence at the agreed time.

The door was open, so he went in directly from the iron door outside, then opened the ajar door, entered the entrance hall, changed his shoes and stepped into the living room.

I searched around the basement and found no one there, so I went up to the second floor and finally found Yaozi resting on the bed in the master bedroom.

The short-haired lady just came back from a plane in the early morning and got home at around three o'clock. She woke up and sent him an email before continuing to catch up on her sleep.

Guessing that Kazusa had gone out, Qianliu, who had not seen Yaozi for a long time, relaxed a lot and went straight to the edge of the bed to kiss her.

Yaozi, who was sleeping very lightly, was instantly awakened. When he opened his eyes, he found that his eyes were covered by a pair of hands, and a deliberately low voice came from his ears: "Madam, you are alone at home with the door closed, do you want my help?"

Yaozi's body stiffened at first, then suddenly softened after a few seconds, and asked in response: "Yes, I am very lonely and bored at home alone. It would be great if I could have someone to talk to with me. What do you think?"

"Tsk, that's boring."

Qianliu took his hand away and returned to his normal tone.

Unexpectedly, he was found out in just one sentence.

Yaozi then chuckled and sat up, stretched, and said in a mature voice: "Uh-huh, you guy, you thought you suddenly wanted to play a different plot."

"Such as breaking into a house..."

“Want to try it?”

Yaozi bit his lip and stared at him with watery eyes.

"Forget it, just in case, wait a minute: I'll see you when He Sha comes back."

"What a cowardly man."

"Um"

Qianliu raised his eyebrows and decided to give her some color.

"You didn't scare me on purpose just now, but now you're backing off...well..."

He was thinking twice about whether to do it or not, but before the result of his thinking came out, he stopped what Yaozi was about to blurt out and experienced the feeling of grasping the abyss.

At the same time, Hesha's voice came from downstairs.

"Mom, is Qianliu here? I saw his shoes in the entrance hall."

The sound got closer and closer, and footsteps could already be heard on the stairs.

Seven seconds later, Hesha walked into the master bedroom and saw such a scene.

Qianliu was sitting on the edge of the chair, while his mother was adjusting her collar, with a hint of sparkle at the corner of her mouth.

"Mom, you just woke up"

"Well, I just woke up."

Naturally wiping the glitter from the corner of his mouth, Yaozi smiled slightly.

It was completely impossible to tell that Qianliu had just taken advantage of him.