My girlfriend is a bad lady

At this moment, Toru Watanabe behind her suddenly reached out and covered her nose and mouth.

Miki Kujo felt confused and turned her head away, trying to shake off the hand that was in the way.

The next moment, Toru Watanabe buried his face in her back, probably at the position of her underwear buttons, and she suddenly understood why he did that.

The slight stinging chill at the tip of my nose slowly faded away after I covered it with my palm.

Under Toru Watanabe's palm, a smile appeared on Kujo Miki's lips.

Honda Syaoran was moving faster and Watanabe Toru was sticking closer to her.

After returning home, Toru Watanabe continued cleaning.

Miki Kujo sat in the kotatsu, drinking hot tea and eating frosted dried persimmons.

In the stove, the orange-yellow flames from the burning wood seemed to highlight her noble presence, adorning her delicate and beautiful profile.

The Watanabe family was busy until noon and finally finished the spring cleaning.

The four of them sat around the kotatsu, drinking tea and watching TV.

"Xiao Che, don't you want to eat it?" Watanabe's mother asked, holding a piece of persimmon cake.

"When Uncle Honma gave it to me, I ate a piece. It was so sweet," said Toru Watanabe.

The main reason is that they are too sweet. The secondary reason is that these persimmons have been drugged - the white frost is the best cover.

It doesn’t matter who eats more and who eats less. With Watanabe’s mother’s personality, she will not let food go to waste.

The sweetness of the persimmons seemed to be within the acceptable range for the three women.

They took a bite of persimmon cake, took a sip of tea, and seemed relaxed and comfortable as they listened to the sound of wood burning in the stove, enjoying the unique days of winter.

After resting for a while, Watanabe's mother started to prepare lunch, which was mainly winter vegetables, but also grilled fish and duck.

She finished her meal quickly and went out for something in the afternoon.

"Xiao Che, after dinner, put the dishes in the sink and I'll come back to wash them."

"it is good."

After watching his mother leave, Toru Watanabe proposed to the two young ladies:

"Would you like to go out for a walk this afternoon?"

"Let's go to the beach?" Qingye Rin held the drugged miso soup with white tofu on her chopsticks.

"No. Doesn't Xiaolian have a holiday activity to write about? When I sent her home yesterday, we agreed to go sketching together. If you want to go to the beach, go tomorrow."

"Want to hike?" Qingye Rin didn't look too interested.

"Yes."

"I'm not going. I'm staying at home and reading."

Qingye Rin ate the white tofu, blew lightly at the hot miso soup, took a sip, and her beautiful face showed a satisfied expression.

Watanabe Toru asked Kujo Miki again: "Miki, are you going?"

"Don't go."

"Why? Aren't you afraid of climbing mountains?"

"You ask her first. It makes me uncomfortable." Kujo Miki said lightly.

Watanabe Toru felt very wronged: "How could I ask her first? I asked both of you at the same time, and then Kiyono-san asked if we wanted to climb the mountain first."

"Why are you asking two people at the same time? Why not ask me first?"

"..." Toru Watanabe decided to avoid the topic.

It is meaningless to argue with a woman. You must touch her heart directly. That way, no matter what the argument is, the girl will not care.

他 说:

"Standing on the high plains, you can see the terraced fields, buffaloes grazing, and the sound of the canal. If you are tired, lie down on the picnic blanket to rest; if you are thirsty, I will pick oranges and persimmons for you. Come on, okay?"

Kujo Miki glanced at him and said coldly, "You only know how to speak sweet words all day long."

This is agreed.

"Take a nap first, and we'll go after you wake up," said Toru Watanabe.

Miki Kujo is eating duck meat.

Even though they were both ducks raised in the countryside, they didn't taste as good as the ones Watanabe Toru treated her to.

After dinner, the two young ladies went upstairs to sleep.

Watanabe Toru washed the dishes anyway and watched "Sunny Day Clogs" by the stove for half an hour.

Then he went upstairs and knocked on the door, waking up the two people.

No one answered the first knock, so I knocked a second time. When I knocked the third time, I heard Qingye Rin's voice from inside.

"Please come in."

"Sleeping so soundly?" Watanabe Toru said as he opened the wooden door and went in.

Sitting on the floor with her lower body covered with a quilt, Kiyono Rin was stretching her waist. The curves from her hips to her waist and from her waist to her shoulders were so beautiful that they were beyond words.

Toru Watanabe couldn't help but look at it twice more before looking away.

Miki Kujo, who was sleeping inside, was also slowly getting up.

Her long black hair was loose, her seductive lips were slightly parted and she was yawning, and she looked like a Kashinsky butterfly flapping its wings, ready to suck dew.

"Did you sleep well?" Watanabe Toru asked again.

Kujo Miki nodded lazily.

Kiyono Rin let out a refreshed groan and said to us, "I'll go sketch too."

"Welcome, but why did you suddenly change your mind?" Toru Watanabe asked curiously.

"I don't know why. After taking a nap, my body suddenly felt like climbing a mountain was no big deal," explained Qingno Rin.

It seems that the [Qi and Blood Medicine] is taking effect.

"It's good to walk and exercise. Maybe when you return to Tokyo, you won't be as afraid of the cold as before." From now on, Toru Watanabe guided her to think in this direction.

So, question time:

He is so handsome that no matter how hard he tries, others think it is due to his good looks. When he goes to the cafeteria to eat, the staff serving food can't help but take a few more glances. Who is this thoughtful and beautiful boy?

"Yes, it's me, Watanabe-kun."

Kiyono Rin nodded in approval and prepared to sit up, but halfway through, she suddenly seemed to remember something and looked up at Watanabe Toru.

"What's wrong?" Watanabe Toru was shocked.

It's impossible that Qingye Rin can even tell something like [Qi and Blood Medicine] from his expression, right?

I really want to complain, there is no privacy at all.

"How long do you want to stay here pretending to be stupid?" Qingye Rin said coldly.

"...Huh?" Toru Watanabe was stunned for a moment. It was only when he saw Kujo Miki lazily changing her clothes that he reacted.

"Ah, sorry."

He hurried out of the bedroom.

It's too much to say that you are playing dumb.

He really put all his thoughts on the [Qi and Blood Medicine] and never thought of watching the beautiful girls change into their pajamas while they were still asleep!

Through the wooden sliding door, one could faintly hear the friction of fabrics.

Ah, I really want to know what color underwear R-san K-san is wearing today.

Country students' sketching does not have any tools such as paints, easels, stools, frames, canvases, etc. If you tell others about it, you might be ridiculed: What kind of sketching is this?

They only had an ordinary pencil, an ordinary eraser, and a 16-page sketchbook.

The three of them reunited with Xiaolian.

In addition to the cloth handbag that held her pencils, erasers, and sketchbooks, Xiaolian also carried a water bottle that was almost half the size of her body.

"Say good morning to the sun~ Today is another ordinary day~Say good morning to the birds~ Today is another happy day~"

Xiaolian walked in front, singing a song, with the water bottle on her body swaying from side to side.

The four of them walked up the mountain along a small path in the field. On both sides were low slopes covered with weeds. Between the slopes were terraced fields.

Watanabe Toru broke off a piece of dogtail grass and waved it casually.

When Xiaolian turned around to check whether her "subordinates" had caught up, she saw him holding the grass, so she broke off a piece for herself, and then sang a song she had composed herself, "Dogtail Grass".

The sky was clear and the air was fresh. The soft sunlight sprinkled on the fields. Even the withered yellow rice straw roots were enjoying the winter sun.

Kiyono Rin was dressed in white, which made her shiny black hair look even darker.

Watanabe Toru dared to swear to Misawamura that all girls would be envious of this black hair, and all boys would want to bury their faces in it.

Qingye Rin covered her forehead with her hands and looked into the distance.

The vast blue sky, the sparse houses, the dense farmland, and the tram platform that looked like an isolated island - that's where they came from.

The sunlight filtered through the gaps between her slender fingers and kissed her fair and beautiful face.

She looked away from the distance.

Next to me, Toru Watanabe was still talking about how in late August, when the rice in the paddy fields grew taller and this place became a green grassland, he went down to the fields to catch snails and went down to the river to catch crabs;

Kujo Miki nodded from time to time to deal with the chattering Watanabe Toru;

The Watanabe sister who was walking in the front, the first-grade student named Xiaolian, was a little out of breath because she was singing while walking.

"We're here!" Xiaolian suddenly shouted.

"Here?" Qingye Rin looked around in confusion.

Behind was the road we came from, in front was a patch of tall weeds that had turned yellow and dry, and underfoot was a solid dirt road. It didn't look like a suitable place for sketching at all.

"Go through this grass!"

Before Qingye Rin could understand what he said, Xiaolian had already crawled into the weeds and disappeared from the sight of the three people.

"What's going on?" Miki Kujo asked Toru Watanabe.

"You'll find out after you follow me."

"You guys, hurry up!" In the weeds, only Xiaolian's voice could be heard, but her small figure could not be seen.

Toru Watanabe took a step forward and parted the grass for the two of them.

The two young ladies followed closely behind.

The weeds rustled as they passed.

After walking a few steps inside and away from the mountain road, the field in the ravine somewhere on the island country just now seemed like a grassland in the dry grass season.

Xiaolian's voice could be heard from the front from time to time, like a child who couldn't wait to show off the secret base he had found.

As we walked, the front suddenly opened up and a field of wild grass was flattened to form a carpet.

Looking from a certain direction, you can see the entire village.

The windmills on the distant mountains also became a little bigger.

"It's right here." Xiaolian sat on the weeds obediently with her legs bent.

"You're amazing." Watanabe Toru touched Xiaolian's head, "You can actually find a place like this, you're simply the Columbus of Misawamura."

Xiaolian felt a little shyly satisfied after receiving the compliment.

She put the large kettle aside and took out a sketchbook and pencils from her bag.

Just as he was about to start drawing, he saw the three people still standing there, and immediately said with a stern face like a first-grade student:

"You guys, sit down quickly!"

"well."

Toru Watanabe took out a picnic blanket from his bag, spread it on the weeds, and asked the two young ladies to sit down.

He and Xiaolian sat directly on the weeds.