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When Xia Ming breathed a sigh of relief, the indifferent girl asked faintly: "Don't you think your shirt doesn't fit well?"

In the very close staring at each other just now, Horikita Lingyin did not see any doubts in Xia Ming's eyes, but this did not prevent her from obtaining other clues.

For example, shirts.

From Xia Ming’s outstretched arm, the sleeve of the white shirt can be seen, but even if the sleeve is buttoned up, it still looks a little bit compared to Xia Ming’s slender and not like the wrist of the same age. Too lenient.

For suit shirts pursuing the beauty of self-cultivation, it is a failure to button the button and not stick to the wrist.

Moreover, the suits and uniforms distributed by this school are all tailor-made, even less likely to happen.

does not fit? Of course it doesn't fit! Because this shirt is not mine! I just accidentally got it wrong wow!

Xia Ming blinked and couldn't help feeling a little mad.

"...Um...this, it's actually not the one in my school suit."

"If you insist, it's pajamas. You should have them too? Maybe that's the case. If pajamas are too tight, it's not good, isn't it?"

"Huh? That's true."

Horikita Lingyin slowly nodded, and it seemed that he didn't intend to continue to delve into this issue.

"but……"

Xia Ming's expression just slowed down, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Horikita Lingyin say this, a turning word, which made him feel like he was about to collapse.

He asked without a smile, "Why? Any questions?"

As if not paying attention to the expression on Xia Ming's face, Horikita Lingyin asked flatly, "What's the smell on your body?"

In the eye contact just now, Horikita Lingyin smelled that in Xia Ming's body, there was a faint sweet smell, mixed with a little strange smell that she couldn't say.

smell? This is a good question! Compared with the shirt just now, this answer is not too easy: "This, don't you know?"

"The clothes are dried before putting them in the suitcase, and when they are taken out, there will be a faint, pleasant smell like fragrance."

"Ah right! I remember it!"

Speaking of this, Xia Ming suddenly realized that Horikita Lingyin came to find his own reason.

"Sorry, sorry, I just got some, because I was exhausted and not in the state, I accidentally forgot, you wait, I will get the cake for you now!"

After speaking, he closed the door and took the cake.

As for Horikita's ringtone, he stood in front of the door with his arms folded like when he first arrived, but this time, what came from his ears was no longer the echo of the doorbell and Xia Ming's answering sound, but a slight sound. The door is locked.

"...Tsk..."

She curled her lips and gave up her plan to break through.

"Snapped"

"Come on, here you are, sorry to keep you waiting so long."

After a while, the door opened again, and Xia Ming was still leaning half of his body out of it. He closed the door tightly with one hand, and held the packaging bag of desserts in the other. He smiled and handed it to Horikita Lingyin.

"Well, I won’t count this one. I’ll apologize to you in another way. You can tell me what you want. If I can do it, I won’t refuse. But I can’t do it tonight. I’m a little uncomfortable. After tonight, I will be waiting for Miss Sister's dispatch at any time."

Xia Ming said with a smile on his face.

"Oh, please feel free to be dispatched?"

A sneer hung on the corner of Horikita's mouth, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course, so don't make the ring tone too hard for me."

"whispering sound…"

Horikita Lingyin condensed the look on his face, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you, busy people."

I am not going to embarrass you either.

Taking the bag blankly, Horikita Lingyin turned around and left at the same pace as usual.

"Then, go slowly, ringing."

Xia Ming waved goodbye to Horikita's back.

"……Ugh…"

Seeing the indifferent girl disappearing into the field of vision, Xia Ming sighed and gently closed the door.

PS1: My thoughts on the book friends: I miss and remember the recommended ticket of the head coach of Yishi, and I think about the monthly ticket and blade of the book friend Zhu Yueo Brenstad. Thank you for your support.

PS2: This is the second chapter of today. The third chapter is probably a little later. Now the eyes are a little swollen, I have to take a nap.

PS3: See you later, everyone. Seek support as usual, a wave of favorite collection points, recommend to vote, thank you all.

Chapter 33 Cats

"Bang~"

Xia Ming closed the door gently, with a depressed look on his face.

"Papa~Papa~"

The indoor shoes worn on his feet made a small noise in the hallway outside the entrance hall.

The dormitories of this school are not luxurious. Although they are not very large in general, a single dormitory can be divided into two sections, inside and outside.

The main body of the outer room is a well-equipped kitchenette and bathroom. There is a hallway on the side, connecting the door of the room and the door of the bedroom.

The room is also equipped with air conditioning and its own built-in wardrobe, which can be said to be a standard single luxury suite.

However, Xia Ming, who is a standard rich second generation in this life, doesn't care about these, and he is a bit distressed now, and he doesn't have so much leisure time to express his feelings about the local tyrants of the school.

Slowly came to the bedroom door, the originally short corridor, let him walk for a while, kicked off the indoor shoes on his feet, and Xia Ming walked in wrinkledly.

The energy-saving lamps in the bedroom were not turned on, and the night light by the window was projected in through the curtain, adding a little haziness to this dark space.

However, the room is just an ordinary room without any special decoration. Therefore, it will not have any dreamlike feeling because of the hazy night. Some are just different from the usual contrast beauty.

However, if it is matched with special circumstances, the scenery in front of you can easily make people intoxicated.

However, it is a pity that Xia Ming now has no such thoughts.

So he simply turned on the light.