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"This."

Touching a few traces on his face, Xia Ming said nonchalantly: "I was scratched by the cat, it's okay, I guess it will be better tomorrow."

"..."

Isn't the... on the nose a human tooth mark?

PS1: Thanks to the book friend: Zhu Yueo Brenstad Edmund. The recommended ticket for the virgin who roams under the poem under the moon under the poem of the hill of Tantesxia, Acura Ronghua, is obsessed with learning all day long, thank you for your support.

PS2: The second one.

PS3: Fluttering, I was suddenly cut to the cute point by Zabizi’s design and settings, and the next world itinerary gradually shifted.JPG.

PS4: By the way, I just saw the offer to offer a reward, emmm, I will try this next month, but it won’t work now. There are other things on Christmas and New Year’s Day, and I can only change it twice a day.

PSEND: Finally! Even if the reward is opened, it can only be changed four times a day at most! No matter how much it is that I can't even write what can be seen in the daily scenes (I will delete a lot if I am not satisfied).

Secretly ask for a recommendation and support at the end, thank you, bye, see you tomorrow.

Chapter 79 Sentimentality (One of the Scenes on Christmas Eve)

Black Feather's bedroom is very simple, without too many decorations, a bed, a desk, and a blanket on the large open space in the middle and a low table on it.

Well, if it wasn't for the stuff over there, there wouldn't even be this low table.

Looking sideways at the conspicuous books and folders on the desk, Xia Ming thought to himself.

It really looks like a house for a single person...

"Senior sister, do you have band-aids here?"

Xia Ming at the low table touched his nose. From the half-length mirror next to the desk, he saw the conspicuous tooth marks on the bridge of his nose—really, Fanbo is good at everything, but it’s very difficult to get the hair up. That icy neighboring table is even more difficult.

"Huh? Didn't it break the skin, what are you doing with band-aids?"

Walking out of the entrance, Hei Yusha was holding a silver plate on which was a rather retro European-style white porcelain teapot and two matching teacups.

She knelt and sat opposite Xia Ming, gracefully pouring him a cup of steaming black tea.

"this……"

Xia Ming nodded, her eyes wandering a little, with a shy expression on her face.

"Pump—"

Hei Yusha was amused by his blushing expression: "You wait."

She got up and left, ran to the built-in cabinet not far away and searched: "But then again, I didn't expect you to have such a green side."

"Sentimental? Me?"

Xia Ming opened the bag to take out the cake, and said in shock.

Since coming to this world, he has always claimed to be a carnivorous person, and he has been practicing his ideas with actions. Sentimental, how long has the word left him?

"Well, the way you were just now, it feels like a young boy."

Feeling like a young boy?

"That's... what's the feeling?"

He whispered involuntarily, and bowed his head slightly in thought.

"How does it feel?"

咚——

Kneeling back and sitting at the low table, opening the small black box like a medicine cabinet, Hei Yusha rummaged through the band-aids while repeating Xia Ming's words.

"Um"

Xia Ming smiled: "I'm thinking, what is the feeling of youthfulness."

"Well……"

Hei Yusha's action paused: "What is it like?"

Slowly shook his head: "...I...forgot."

"..."

Lifting her eyes to look at the calm-looking young man, Hei Yusha was silent for a while, took out a box of band-aids from the box and opened them: "You are only 16 years old."

"That's what I said..." Xia Ming opened the dessert box, and a large cake made of brown and white was presented in front of the two of them: "Where is the senior sister? You should be only two years older than me, right? So, what do you think it feels like?"

"I?"

Her nails flipped through the slippery paper on the band-aid. Hei Yusha felt that this white thin paper was a little difficult to tear: "...well, I don't know what it feels like..."

"Senior sister is really."

The expression on Xia Ming's face was a little bit dumbfounded: "I didn't tell you just now, does my appearance feel like a young boy?"

He picked up the black tea and took a sip, then couldn't help shaking his body and quickly put down the teacup, stuck out his tongue, a little blush on his wrinkled face--he was burned.

"just……"

Kuro Yusha was taken aback, the focus of her gaze shifted from the white paper torn from her hand to the originally somewhat fuzzy face on the opposite side. She looked at the red-faced teenager with a rather funny look on her crumpled face. I couldn't help being amused by him again: "Idiot, how can you be so stupid?"

"Bah-bah-"

Xia Ming shook his head, as if to shake off the heat from his tongue: "Where am I stupid?"

"do not move."

Hei Yusha leaned out, stretched out her hand to caress Xia Ming's face, slightly signaled him not to move, and put a smile on the bridge of his nose: "I'm obviously afraid of being seen by people, so why don't I go back first? What about the dormitory?"

"The dormitories of the first and third grades are not in the same building, here is closer to the commercial center." Xia Ming argued for reasons: "Moreover, I am not afraid, but I don't want others to have any misunderstandings."

"So I kept covering my face?"

"..."

Xia Ming nodded dullly.

"Pump—"

Hei Yusha laughed again and put another piece of Xia Ming's nose on the other side of the nose, and looked at the funny appearance of two band-aids on his nose, and couldn't help tapping his nose: "I'm not an idiot. ."