My youth love story can definitely be written

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"Puff... Puff, puff, puff."

"What? Smile whenever you want, don't be so spoof."

Sora said with a stinky face looking at the flushed-faced guys in front of him.

As soon as his voice fell, the burst of laughter was endless in this cherry blossom village.

"Ha, ha ha, sorry Sorata, I don't want to laugh, but...haha on your face."

Hearing this, Sora depressedly reached out and touched the red palm print on his right face, then cast a bitter look at Qi Hai who was smiling awkwardly.

"Hug, sorry, Sora, I saw your face as soon as I opened my eyes... You got too close, it's a bit irritating for me."

"Ah, don't blame Qi Hai, it's my own fault."

Sora smiled bitterly, he reached out his hand and touched his already swollen cheek, said with a headache.

"It's just that I'm going to the press conference this afternoon, I look like this now..."

He laughed bitterly again, obviously, with his current honor, it would be too embarrassing to attend the conference.

"Ah, don't worry about this."

Sora's words naturally did not escape the ears of Biqigu, who was standing on one side. He chuckled softly, thinking about Sora's swollen right cheek and stretched out his hand. The warm white light just radiated out, following the white light. After irradiation, the swollen cheeks began to disappear quickly, and soon returned to normal.

Sora reached out his hand in disbelief and touched his cheek, and found that there was no pain left. It was completely normal--or the skin became more delicate?

"Unbelievable, Yawata, is it possible that you have some magic?"

Faced with Sora's problem, Biqigu nodded casually.

"Well, it's magic, light magic."

"Well, I know that kind of thing...huh?"

Everyone in Sakura Villa looked at Biqigu in surprise.

"Wait, Biqigu, did you just say that you use light magic?"

Bi Qigu answered Huang Quan’s question with ease,

"Ah, light magic is right."

Dawn Angel’s own super light talent, "God’s Virtue", should this be considered the highest level of light magic?

"...Biqigu, as far as I know, light magic is only understood by those in the Western church. Where did you learn it?"

Huang Quan said solemnly,

"You have to know, if this matter is known by some religious lunatics, it will cause you considerable trouble."

"Well, I will answer your question first."

Biqigu closed his left eye and turned to look at Huang Quan's position behind him.

"My light magic is not learned from others, but a natural ability, but I wake up later."

"As for what you said in case you get attacked by religious lunatics... then let them come—if they dare. Besides, now that people like us know that I can use magic, I won’t go outside, you too Keep it secret, how can religious lunatics know that I can use magic?"

"Well, what you said makes sense."

Huang Quan nodded slightly unwillingly.

Biqigu turned and looked at Kong Taidao,

"Well, since your injury has healed, then hurry up and prepare for the evening's presentation. If you miss the opportunity because of nervousness, you will regret it for life!"

Before he could say anything, he walked towards the really white room upstairs.

"I will accompany Zhenbai to see her responsible editor in the afternoon, so I don't have to make dinner for me and Zhenbai!"

In a loud voice, Biqigu stepped up the steps without any haste.

Speaking of works from Zhenbai’s cauliflower shop, after receiving the Best Newcomer Award, Biqigu knew that Zhenbai has a responsible editor named Ayano, but for various reasons, Biqigu has not Met that person face to face.

However, according to Mashiro’s introduction about the affairs of the editor-in-charge called Ayano, Higiya probably also knows this person to a certain extent, and he has built a basic model of Iida Ayano in his mind. .

Don't look at Zhen Bai so dumb, in fact, she looks at people really well.

Or should it be the intuition of the beast?

Biqigu just let his own thoughts stand in the doorway of the white room.

Knock on the door and no one answered the call. It is reasonable to say that Zhenbai should be working very hard at this time, but I don’t know why from the beginning, Biqigu’s heart was filled with an inexplicable sense of fear, as if If he opened the door and walked in, a terrible tragedy would happen.

"I can't just keep grinding here, ah, no matter what, go ahead and talk about it!"

Biqigu swallowed his saliva, gritted his teeth and stomped and opened the door in front of him. As always, there were overwhelming female underwear and quilts tucked away under the computer desk.

Looking at the figure huddled under the computer desk, Biqigu was filled with an unknown premonition.

"Miss Mashiro? It's almost time! Didn't you make an appointment to go with me to see your responsible editor in the afternoon, Iida Ayano, right?"

"Aya... Nai? Well, I will get up now."

"Get up? Wait, at least let me get out of the house, right?"

Biqigu screamed and quickly backed away, but there was already a white arm in front of them.

"Hachiman, come and help me dress."

"At least put on my own underwear!"

"No, it looks troublesome..."

"So you trouble me?"

148 Flame Is Burning

Biqigu sat silently on the edge of the bed. This bed was placed in a really white room. It was naturally a white bed. It was placed against the wall and covered with a large layer of blue sheets.

Biqigu squinted his eyes and placed a bear doll of the same size on the side of the bed. It was his birthday gift to True White. After all, girls always have no resistance to such things.

He quietly looked at Zhen Bai who was sitting on the floor in front of her. She was only wearing three-point underwear and said nothing.

Biqigu didn't speak, and there was such a quiet atmosphere between the two. For a long time, Biqigu took out an object that looked like a cigarette from his pocket and held it on his mouth.