Comprehensive comic: It starts with getting little Doraemon by punching in

Noticing her warning gaze, Kitahara Hao nodded vigorously.

I can't believe what Beihara said at all.

Miwako Sato raised her eyebrows slightly, and then a smile appeared on her lips.

Forget it, she didn't hate Beihara's appearance anyway.

Let's go see the jellyfish!

Thinking of this, Miwako Sato reached out and took Kitahara Hajime's hand, and then walked towards the aquarium with brisk steps.

Walk slower...Miwako.

Kitahara Hao felt the warmth coming from his palms and smiled slightly.

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The dusk in the evening is hidden in the clouds, and the fire clouds in the sky are like burning flames.

By the time I walked out of the aquarium, it was almost six o'clock in the afternoon.

If the aquarium hadn't been about to close, the two of them probably wouldn't have been able to stay there until seven in the evening.

I took a lot of good photos today.

Miwako Sato looked at the intimate group photos in the photo album on her mobile phone and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

If you have time, find one to use as your screen wallpaper!

She thought subconsciously.

Come on, let's go to the bench to rest for a while.

Kitahara Hao put his hands around her waist, looked at the bench not far away, and said with a chuckle.

The two of them had never sat down to rest since they entered the aquarium.

He was accompanying Miwako during the whole process to take some photos.

Okay~

Miwako Sato felt the warmth beside her and responded with a long-sounded smile.

It looks very cute.

As the two sat on the chairs, Sato Miwako pursed her red lips, and after a slight hesitation, she rested her head on Kitahara Hajime's shoulder.

Smelling the scent of each other, her purple eyes were half-closed in comfort.

Kitahara...it seems like I will stay with you forever.

Sato Miwako gently rubbed his cheek with her little head and whispered his name softly.

...

Looking at the lovely fair face leaning on his shoulder, Kitahara Hao slowly moved closer, and a gentle touch passed over her cheek.

Although there was no reply, the actions showed everything.

There are still people watching...

Sato Miwako took a deep breath, a blush gradually rose at the base of her ears, and whispered in his ear.

The place they were in was the square in front of the aquarium, and there were many young lovers sitting on the benches chatting and laughing with each other.

Then we'll find a place where no one is around later.

Kitahara Hao looked down at his watch and whispered thoughtfully into her ear.

A place with no one...

Miwako Sato's heartbeat trembled slightly, and she bit her lower lip involuntarily.

Miwako, did you use lipstick today? It looks very attractive.

Noticing her little movement, Kitahara Hajime touched her soft lips with his fingertips and asked softly.

Asking knowingly...

Miwako Sato opened her mouth slightly, and before he took his finger back, she gently bit it.

Well, it's quite comfortable.

Looking at the bitten index finger, Kitahara Hao did not feel any pain, but instead felt a slight numbness in his heart.

Well……

Sato Miwako lightly licked her fingertips with the tip of her pink tongue, and then let go.

Salty.

She couldn't help but think.

Rest for a while and then go to my house for dinner.

Kitahara Hao looked at the tooth marks on his fingers, pinched his chin lightly and said.

It just so happens that I'm here to cook tonight.

I'm going to Kitahara's house.

Sato Miwako raised her eyes and looked at his profile. After a little hesitation, she whispered in his ear.

that……

Would it be painful to experience it for the first time?

103: Sato Miwako: It’s okay not to use that kind of thing!

Seven o'clock in the evening.

At this time, night gradually replaced the sunset glow of dusk, and the bright moonlight reflected softly on the car window like silk.

...

Miwako Sato sat in the passenger seat, gently holding her delicate chin with one hand, her purple eyes staring out the car window at the street shrouded in the dark night, not knowing what she was thinking.

We will be arriving at 2-chome soon...

Her red lips were slightly opened, feeling the heartbeat in her ears, and she couldn't help but think nervously.

It would be a lie to say that I wasn't nervous about facing something like that for the first time.

What do you want Miwako to eat tonight?

Beitahara stared at the street in front of him, turned his head to face her and asked softly.

Since the two of them left the aquarium, they haven't had dinner yet.

...I can actually do anything.

Miwako Sato tilted her head and thought carefully, then shook her head and responded.

Anyway, with Kitahara's cooking skills, any dish will be delicious.

Moreover, she was more concerned about what was going to happen tonight than what she was going to eat tonight.

Well, then let's eat steak. Kitahara Hao looked at the street under the street lights in front of him and said thoughtfully, I remember that I bought steak a few days ago and put it in the refrigerator.

However, since there were only two of him and Doraemon left at that time, they simply ate some hamburger meat instead of making fried steak.

As for red wine... forget it.

Kitahara was just about to ask, but what happened after the bar that day came to mind again, and he couldn't help but stop talking.

It would not be good if he suddenly drank too much and continued to fall asleep in his arms.

The last such a good opportunity was lost because of Miwako's drinking.

Thinking like this, Beiyuan's hazy brown eyes also looked at the familiar villa not far away, and whispered with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.

We're home...

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Rice flower town.

2-chome, 8th level.

As the silver-white Porsche parked in the courtyard, the two of them got out of the car one after another and walked towards the door.

I'm back.

Pushing open the unlocked door, Kitahara Hao subconsciously shouted as usual.

Miwako Sato also followed him, holding back her nervousness and walked into the entrance hall, looking towards the corridor in the room with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Is Kitahara saying hello to that yellow cat-shaped robot?

She was quite impressed by the Doraemon whom she had dinner with that morning.

After all, this was the first time she had encountered such an intelligent robot.

There are new slippers ready here.

Kitahara Hao handed her a new pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and said with a chuckle.

Because the quintuplets come here to study basically every day, he also bought a lot of slippers in case of emergencies.

Thanks.

Miwako Sato took the slippers, and after thanking her softly, she sat at the entrance and took off her light white sneakers, and stepped into the slippers with her little feet in black stockings.

It's quite suitable...

She flexed her toes a little and couldn't help but think.

Welcome back, Hazy.

Meow~

At this moment, Doraemon walked out from the living room, rubbing his eyes, and responded lazily.

The snow-white Xiaomi also followed closely behind it, and when she saw Beihara Hao, she gave a soft cry.

Oh, what a cute kitten.

After seeing the pussy at Doraemon's feet, Sato Miwako's purple eyes lit up slightly.

The last time I came here, I didn’t seem to see this Ragdoll cat at Beihara’s house.

You must be sleeping in at home again.

Seeing the snack crumbs at the corner of Doraemon's mouth and the look of just waking up, Kitahara Hao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Although it was a question, his tone was very certain.

I can't help it. I can't help but want to take a nap after my tutoring class... Maybe Ichika is infected.

Doraemon rubbed the cat ears on the top of his head and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

Don't push this kind of thing onto Ichika...

The corners of Beihara Hao's mouth twitched slightly and he said helplessly.

I know, but -

Doraemon tilted his head and noticed Miwako Sato standing behind him, so he politely extended his round hand and waved, saying hello with a smile.

Long time no see, Miss Sato. Are you coming to our house tonight?

Well...that's it.

Sato Miwako was stunned for a moment, then bit her lower lip and nodded.

To be precise, she was not a guest tonight - she was here to spend the night.

Okay, Miwako, let's go to the living room and rest for a while with Dora. Kitahara hung the black coat in his hand on the hanger, then turned his head to her and said, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare tonight's dinner.

Do you need my help?

Hearing that he was going to prepare dinner, Miwako Sato blinked and asked subconsciously.

Although her cooking skills are not as good as Kitahara's, they are still good compared to the average person.

No, just let me do it myself.