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Qingchuan Xiang looked around and found that she was very familiar with her own bathroom.

In order to make the knee-rest position more comfortable, it is best for both people to sit on the same level, and the only place to sit in the bathroom... well, do you have to sit on the edge of the bathtub?

This large bathtub that can accommodate two people was chosen by Qingchuan Xiang himself. Although the bathtub is large, the width of the edge of the bathtub is not too large. If you sit on it, it will definitely hurt your butt, right?

As for small stools, there are two available in the bathroom, but when sitting on them, you have to control your strength to prevent them from slipping, which is not very enjoyable.

"Just sit on the ground." Xiangzi expressed his thoughts directly.

Qingchuan Xiang blinked, feeling somewhat surprised. Was this still the same Miss Xiangzi she remembered? Not only did she proactively ask for a lap pillow, but she even suggested she just sit on the floor.

Obviously, this is quite different from the Xiangzi recorded in Qingchuan Xiang's mind.

It is not surprising that changes have occurred. What Qingchuan Xiang really wants to know is what changed Xiangzi's mind. Although the knee pillow seems to be a small matter, it has actually touched the deep-rooted arrogance in Xiangzi's heart.

But there is no rush to explore these things now.

Qingchuan Xiang put the clothes prepared for Xiangzi in the bag specially prepared for clean clothes in the bathroom, and then found a spacious place to sit down without hesitation.

Before sitting down, Qingchuan Xiang kicked off his slippers as usual. It must be said that the frosted floor in the bathroom felt very good to step on. Although it was hard, it gave him a different kind of comfortable and clean feeling when sitting on it.

After sitting down, Qingchuan Xiang laid his legs flat and patted his thighs.

"Well, come on!" Qingchuan Xiang smiled, as if coaxing a child, "Speaking of which, Xiangzi, do you plan to use your head over my skirt, or - directly on my legs?"

Qingchuan Xiang also used both hands, stretched out his thumb and index finger to pinch the hem of his skirt, and with a wicked grin, raised it to a not-too-high height, revealing the skin on the inner thigh.

The height was just right. If it was even a little higher, Xiangzi would have been able to see Qingchuan Xiang's underwear directly.

Even so, the soft flesh that has been exposed is enough to make people imagine. People can't help but want to pinch it to see how it feels.

Qingchuan Xiang deliberately made this kind of welfare-selling action, wanting to see what kind of behavior Xiangzi would choose now, which he might not have chosen before.

Judging from the records on the file wall that Qingchuan Xiang has established, the previous Xiangzi would blush and start to "attack" Qingchuan Xiang's indecent behavior, turning his face away and closing his eyes, pretending to be completely indifferent. In fact, he obviously cared a lot and had a bit of a stuffy feeling.

But today, it was obvious that Xiangzi had a big appetite.

Without any nonsense, Xiangzi sat down directly, sitting side by side with Qingchuan Xiang in the same direction, and then fell to the side.

Xiangzi moved quickly without saying a word. Qingchuan Xiang's hand was still holding the skirt in the air. In order to prevent Xiangzi from bumping directly into her hand, Qingchuan Xiang quickly lifted the skirt up and back a little higher to avoid Xiangzi.

So Xiangzi rested his head completely on Qingchuan Xiang's thighs. Although he restrained his strength a little at the last moment before falling, he still inevitably created small "waves" on Qingchuan Xiang's legs, and his legs lying flat on the ground swayed uncontrollably.

The knee pillow is really comfortable... But the most important thing is not the physical feeling. What makes Xiangzi most uneasy is the person behind him.

"Huh... It's so itchy, Xiangzi." Qingchuan Xiang couldn't help giggling. Xiangzi's blue hair spread out freely, almost covering Qingchuan Xiang's entire thighs. A few strands of hair playfully tickled the inside because Qingchuan Xiang lifted up her skirt herself.

Xiangzi could also feel that he was not pressing down on the hem of Qingchuan Xiang's skirt. In other words, if Qingchuan Xiang had pulled her skirt up a little bit, she would have done so.

If Xiangzi had turned his head in the opposite direction at that moment... he would have been able to see the girl's secret place directly.

Xiangzi tried hard to swallow his saliva more gently so as not to let Qingchuan Xiang feel even the slightest vibration.

"Xiangzi is really, how should I put it, radical today."

"That's Xiang's usual style. I was just imitating her," Xiangzi retorted. "If Xiao Xiang herself thinks this is radical, shouldn't she also be more careful about her behavior?"

"So I usually look like this." Qingchuan Xiang poked Xiangzi's face lying on his thigh with some curiosity.

"So, Xiangzi, how does it feel? The feeling of the knee pillow."

Chapter 139 Dazzled

"Very comfortable..." Xiangzi lay obediently on Qingchuan Xiang's thighs. Now she began to understand why Su Shi behaved like such a "nympho" in the pavilion in the rain.

At that time, Su Shi was simply sitting on Qingchuan Xiang's thighs, but now Xiangzi has gone a step further and directly used his knees as a pillow, even without the barrier of clothes in between.

In addition to the simple feeling of flesh, there is also a very special feeling when Qingchuan Xiang lies on his knees.

A refreshing smell like rain, with a faint smell of sweat? This was the first time Xiangzi smelled a certain smell on Qingchuanxiang's body. Although Qingchuanxiang always sweated a lot in the past, there was actually no smell.

But this sweat smell is not the kind that makes people pinch their noses. Instead, it is like the fragrance of soil after the rain, as if they are back in the gentle rain just now.

And he didn't know if it was Xiangzi's illusion, but this damp feeling was getting stronger and stronger, like a rising tide, constantly raising the water level. It had already reached Xiangzi's cheeks, but it continued to rise...

He felt like he was suffocating if he continued lying there, but Xiangzi seemed to have lost all his strength and didn't want to turn over and sit up.

"Xiangzi's answer was so perfunctory. It was you who asked for a knee pillow." Qingchuan Xiang would not accept the evaluation of just "comfortable".

As he spoke, Qingchuan Xiang, who had been sitting upright, also bent down. In the peripheral vision of Xiangzi as he lay on his side, his blue eyes, slightly narrowed, suddenly appeared with a happy smile.

The bathroom window is very high and has a very small lighting area. Even if some sunlight comes in, it can only illuminate part of the ceiling.

In the semi-dark room, in Xiangzi's field of vision, behind Qingchuan Xiang's head was the dim evening light. His backlit eyes looked a little unreal, but seemed to be flashing a faint blue light, like a beautiful sea with luminous algae floating on it.

Floating - undulating - caressing, precious sapphires are not worthy of describing these eyes, and static metal and stone cannot depict the fantastic flow in Qingchuan Xiang's eyes, which makes people feel as if they have been thrown into the sea that is constantly swirling, spinning and turning.

I am dazzled and attracted, and it is difficult to escape.

Xiangzi turned over and lay flat on Qingchuan Xiang's legs instead of lying on his side, looking straight into his eyes and seeing more clearly.

Ah, in the reflection of Qingchuan Xiang's blue eyes, I, who already have blue hair, seem to be lying in the sea.

"Xiangzi's literary performance is obviously not bad, how can he not even say a word?" Qingchuan Xiang asked provocatively.

"No," Xiangzi said softly, his voice very soft, as if he were in a dream. "It's just that your characteristics are too obvious, Xiang. If I have to say it, I can only think of one way to explain it."

"So what?"

“Like water.”

“I’ve heard that comment many times.”

"Yeah, that's why I didn't know how to tell you just now."

"That's a good point. I like this evaluation." Qingchuan Xiang suddenly fell into thought and said with a smile, "It seems that if I ask others to evaluate me in the future, I am destined to be perfunctory."

"will not."

Xiangzi raised his arms straight up, put them around Qingchuan Xiang's neck, hugged Xiang, and used a little force to press Qingchuan Xiang's face closer to him.

"Even water has a myriad of changing shapes. Qingchuan Xiang, you always give people different feelings, at least to me.

"A gurgling stream, a clearing rain, surging waves, a calm lake... different feelings, but they are all you."

"Well, it seems that Xiangzi's Chinese grades are not inflated at all." Qingchuan Xiang looked at Xiangzi who was hugging her, and a ripple appeared in her heart, which was always calm.

"But you've strayed from the topic. The original question was about Xiangzi's feelings about the pillow on his knees, but now it's become about Xiangzi's feelings about me. This is a big taboo in writing. Teacher Xiang, I can only give you a passing grade.

"Well, this is because you praised me so much, huhu."

Although I have seen Qingchuan Xiang's distinctive breathy voice many times, this time when the two of them were face to face at such a close distance, I had a different feeling.

Like a proud child, a bad girl who takes pleasure in other people's misfortunes, Qingchuan who is purely happy.

so cute.

The hands around Qingchuan Xiang's neck used more strength, and the distance between them became closer. Xiangzi could clearly see the faint blush on Qingchuan Xiang's pale lips.

Two people, a small room, small and dim light, can feel each other's breath, the one they love.

The atmosphere had become incredibly natural, as if all that was left was to let things take their own course. Xiangzi only needed to raise his head slightly, and then—

A quick peck, silent and fleeting, but just when it was about to land on his lips, he panicked and shifted his position, only kissing Qingchuan Xiang on the cheek.

But even just this made Xiangzi's mind go blank for a moment, and it took him more than ten seconds to realize what he had just done involuntarily.

She didn't even have the real feeling of kissing Qingchuan Xiang. This kiss was so short and weak that it couldn't be called a kiss at all. It made Xiangzi feel like she had just taken a breath, with only her heart pounding.

What should I do? What will Qingchuan Xiang think about what I just did?

Xiangzi froze, feeling his mouth go dry, and his slightly raised head froze in the air.

At this moment, a quick idea flashed through Xiangzi's mind:

"Sorry, Xiang, I just wanted to use the force to sit up..."

It is indeed an excuse, but can it deceive Qingchuan Xiang's eyes?

Qingchuan Xiang seemed not to have expected Xiangzi's action. She raised one hand and gently wiped the place where she had just been pecked.

There was nothing left there. Xiangzi had no money to buy lipstick, and not even a little bit of saliva could get on it.

If she hadn't clearly remembered that Xiangzi had indeed used some strength to put his arms around her neck and that he had slightly raised his upper body, she would probably have thought that nothing had happened.

The ripples in his heart became bigger, but still not intense enough. Emotions that lack a certain medium will always weaken to a negligible level before they can reach Qingchuan Xiang's heart.

But Xiangzi undoubtedly had some kind of "liking" for himself, but what kind of liking was it?

Qingchuan Xiang blinked and said casually, "It's been delayed long enough. Xiangzi, take a shower first."

"……it is good."

"Remember what I told you before, I wanted to tell you something?"

"remember."

"It just so happens that today is a good opportunity to tell you."

Chapter 140 Xiangzi's Bathing Time

Xiangzi slowly sat up, but before she could stand up, Qingchuan Xiang had already stood up and left the bathroom.

She didn't know if it was Xiangzi's illusion, but she always felt that Qingchuan Xiang seemed to be running away when he left.

But this is Qingchuan Xiang. Although Xiangzi has always wanted to fight back against Qingchuan Xiang and make Xiang look helpless, after really seeing it, she is not sure whether Qingchuan Xiang really showed any emotion similar to "shyness".

Moreover, Xiangzi's face was now extremely hot. He didn't even need to look in the mirror. He only needed to touch his face and feel the temperature as if it were boiling water. He knew that it must have been extremely red.

Shoko Toyokawa, ah, Shoko Toyokawa, why did you suddenly become possessed by a ghost just now and acted without any thought?

But to be honest, although Xiangzi is now blaming himself for losing his mind, when he thinks back to when he was lying on Qingchuan Xiang's legs, with Qingchuan Xiang's blue eyes above him and surrounded by a moist air, the atmosphere is really just right, and it would be inappropriate not to kiss.

Thinking of this, Xiangzi realized that what he regretted and blamed himself for was not the behavior of letting his emotions control his body.

Deep down in my heart, I had the urge to kiss Qingchuan Xiang.

I just hope that I or Qingchuan Xiang can take the initiative to propose to the other party, and then do this kind of behavior openly.

In Xiangzi's view, this kind of action, which was purely based on momentary emotion, was just a half-hearted approach, irresponsible and lacking in awareness.

Speaking of half-baked...

Why did I change direction at the last moment? Since I'm already acting on impulse, I might as well just go straight to the end!

"Let's take a shower first..."

Xiangzi glanced at the bathroom door and confirmed that it was closed. Qingchuan Xiang would not do something like breaking into the bathroom. Xiangzi slowly began to take off his clothes.

Xiangzi was very careful when taking off his school uniform. It is no exaggeration to say that these school uniforms are the most expensive among all Xiangzi's clothes.

While taking off his clothes, Xiangzi's mind was still wandering.

Xiangzi was thinking about what Qingchuan Xiang was going to tell her. She had not forgotten the brief moment of vulnerability that Qingchuan Xiang had shown.

A mirage that seems like it will shatter at any moment.

Later, when he saw Qingchuan Xiang again at school, she seemed to have adjusted herself. Also, because Xiang said she would find a good time to tell him something, Xiangzi did not take the initiative to ask questions.

It is really interesting to know what would make Qingchuan Xiang show that kind of expression.

After taking off the school uniform that has the magical power to make all students look ordinary and simple, Xiangzi's beautiful figure that is "ready to burst out" is revealed in the mirror of the bathroom sink.

Xiangzi looked at herself in the mirror. She had always been very satisfied with her appearance, but now she paid more attention to other aspects of her figure.

If we only talk about the whiteness of the skin, Xiangzi and Qingchuanxiang can be said to be comparable, but Qingchuanxiang often seems to have a lustrous texture on every inch of her skin, which will be more obvious if a little water is sprinkled on her.

But when it comes to her figure, to put it nicely, Qingchuan Xiang's figure is very suitable for being a fashion model. The proportions between Xiang's body parts, leg length, waist circumference, arm span and other data are all quite perfect, which makes her every move naturally pleasing to the eye.

The hidden meaning of the term "fashion model" is that the only flaw in Qingchuan Xiang's figure is that she is a little flat...

It’s not to say that there are no ups and downs at all, but once compared with Xiangzi, it is indeed a bit "poor".

Moreover, although Qingchuan Xiang himself usually said that he didn't care about this, he had focused his eyes on Xiangzi's chest more than once.

Would Kiyokawa Xiang also like bigger breasts...?

Xiangzi gestured slightly at his chest and fell into deep thought.

Wait! Why am I thinking about this now?

Blushing, Xiangzi took off the last piece of clothing and quickly turned on the shower head, letting the spray of water wash away his dirty thoughts.

The fresh water was always a little cold, and when it hit Xiangzi's body, she couldn't help but shudder, effectively interrupting the strange thoughts that kept popping up in her mind.

After a few seconds, the water began to gradually warm up, immediately taking away the remaining coldness on his body after being caught in the rain, and made Xiangzi moan in comfort.

The water pressure of this shower is much stronger than that of my little shabby house. In fact, the size of the bathroom alone is several times larger than that place where it is difficult to even turn around.