Zongman: Adding points every day starts from the daily show

"Kiriharu-san?"

Seeing that Wuqing was looking at himself motionlessly, Chiantida Airu stretched out his slender top jade hand with some curiosity and shook it left and right in front of Wuqing's eyes.

And Kiriharu also realized that his mind was wandering.

It's hateful, it's all to blame Chiantida Aiyu for being too beautiful.

His eyes returned to radiance, and he looked at Chiantida Airu's faint opening.

"It's okay, I can ride, sit up."

"Hey, but you don't seem to want to move, or you sit down, I'll ride, I'm very skilled."

Chitanda Airu smiled slightly, she smiled really cute.

"No, I'll ride faster."

Kiriharu said and stepped directly onto the bike.

And Chiantida Airu nodded, and then said: "I know that Kiriharu-san can ride very fast, but it's still slow down, no, I can't stand it if you are too fast." "

After saying this, she stroked her skirt and sat on the back seat, a pair of slender and soft girl's arms, very naturally gently wrapped around Wuqing's waist, and the pair of gentle, also tightly squeezed into a flat round, with a very prominent temperature.

For the intimate action that Chitanda Airu subconsciously made, Kiriharu didn't say anything or feel anything, and if it was a strange girl, he would feel awkward.

But if it is Chitanda Airu, he behaves very accustomed.

From the day of school, when he joined the Classics Division, he has been able to come to Sentanda Airu's house to help with farm work, and to subconsciously make intimate movements when riding a bicycle.

Half a year, a semester is almost over, the two really unconsciously, they have become very familiar, and unusually close.

Obviously, when he first came to Tokyo to go to school, Kiriharu was always alone, plus he was a crosser, and he always felt a little out of place in this world.

But slowly, he not only has a place to go back when he is tired, a place to complain when he is sad, someone to comfort, and a place to play after the holiday.

That's right, he hadn't cared about it before, but now that he thought about it, the relationship between him and Chitanda Airu seemed to have been very close for a long time, and he felt that even if he came to Chitanda Airu's house to play in the room any time, he would be able to live for a few days.

This is something that only people who know it well can do.

And in addition to Chitanda Airu, there are also Tachikasu and Nanami.

As for the snow under the snow, he didn't know.

Thinking about it carefully, Wuqing felt that he did have a lot of friends.

And it is precisely because of these friends that he gradually integrated into the world.

"Sit down."

After sighing for a while, Wuqing opened his mouth to remind.

Chiantida Airu suddenly hugged tighter, and at the same time she was a little worried.

"Don't ride too fast, although I'm curious about how fast you can ride, I'm afraid the bike can't withstand your strength."

"Don't worry, I still know this."

Kiriharu turned around and smiled, reassuring Chiantida Airu.

Then, he pressed the pedal and drove quickly under the setting sun at a speed that ordinary people could achieve, on a country road with fields on both sides.

The bicycle sped forward, the oncoming wind, the blowing mist, soft hair lifted back, revealing the white and beautiful forehead.

And the three thousand green silk of Sentanda Airu, who was sitting behind him, was also fluttered left and right by this wind, like a butterfly flying briskly.

The winding path ahead seems to have no end, stretching into the distance, reaching far into the distance, and the road is quiet, occasionally birds chirping in the branches, and you can see the smoke rising from the scattered farmhouses.

There is a beautiful person behind him, feeling the gentleness of the other party on the body, there is an indescribable comfort, and suddenly he feels that with Chitanda Airu, a fresh and cute and interesting girl, it is not bad to ride all the time.

Maybe one day in the future, he will have the ability, or he can take the girls he loves to travel the world on a journey without end...

"Wuqing-san is so powerful!"

Chitanda Airu let go of one hand and pulled aside the strands of hair that was floating to block the view, and at the same time couldn't help but raise her voice to praise Kiriharu.

Ordinary people can also reach the speed of fog at this moment.

But ordinary people definitely can't hold out that long.

And Wuqing rode until now, but there was not even a gasp.

Sometimes Chitanda Airu wonders if Kiriharu is a human after all.

Although she knows that there are martial artists in this world, she often sees some martial artists on TV, performing bare hands to break stones on the show.

But compared to the fog, they are far worse.

Of course, this is because Chitanda Airu is an ordinary person and has never seen a truly powerful martial artist, and all she has seen are ordinary martial artists.

And Wuqing is the only martial artist she has ever seen, a master-level. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Why, do you think it's too fast?"

Due to some noise when the bicycle is moving, Kiriharu also deliberately raises some pitch when speaking.

"No, that's just right!"

Chitanda Airu replied.

Then both fell silent.

It's not that they don't have anything to say between them.

It's that both want to enjoy this rare beautiful moment.

In the orange world shrouded in the setting sun, the teenager rides a bicycle, carrying a beautiful and fresh girl, driving on a winding country road with no end in sight. There is a quietness and indescribable peace of mind that is not found in big cities, as if here, you can get away from the noisy hustle and bustle, away from endless work, or the heavy academic roar.

If you are tired of life, go to the countryside when you have time, go to nature to find your true self, in this high-speed society, in fact, only lazy time is completely ours, and the rest of the time, we try to play the role given by society, but don't forget, it's not easy for us to come to the world...

So, what's wrong with being lazy occasionally?

Dog boss, dog colleagues, and those cerebral palsy, all die!

Enjoy the mist of the countryside scenery and have a lot of thoughts.

At this time, Qianantitian Aiyu wrapped his small hand around his waist, and suddenly patted his lower abdomen up and down, and at the same time shouted coquettishly: "Ah, it's here, you rode through the fog!" "。