The lady can hear my voice

"You little bastard, you can sleep or not, if you don't want to, get out!"

Sora Niijima stopped pretending and nodded: "I'm going to sleep."

Since you are going to sleep, you have to report to Soyo at home.

Unfortunately, today is Wednesday, and it is also a sweet day with Soyo.

At this time, Soyo, who was fully prepared at home, received this news. His eyes went dark and he was speechless.

In response, Mu Mu Ren said that he could only pull her back to the room and sleep with her with the cat.

-

Sora Niijima came to Xingge's side and asked, "What should I do with my clothes?"

Xingge saw that he didn't seem to be afraid of her and was deliberately provoking her. She frowned and said, "Let Hongxia take it for you."

Hongxia has already found it.

"Dad's pajamas are still here, Sora, try to see if they fit you."

Sora Niijima nodded, took it and wanted to take off his shirt.

When Xingge saw his unscrupulous action, she immediately called out "girl kya".

"You, you rascal! What are you doing!!"

Sora Niijima: "Change your clothes."

Sora Niijima didn't bother to pay attention to Xingge, and quickly put on his clothes for Hongxia to see.

"How about it, Hongxia, do I fit in?"

Only when facing Hongxia would Sora Niijima act proudly like a lively boy of his age.

No matter what I do, I hope Hongxia will praise me.

Hongxia stepped forward to help him smooth out the wrinkles and said lovingly, "It looks good and fits you well, but Kong, you seem to have grown a little taller now."

Sora Niijima smiled and picked Hong Xia up and held her high up, "It's good that you've grown taller. From now on, you can sit on my shoulders and see the scenery higher and farther."

"Kong...put me down!" Hong Xia said shyly.

Sora Niijima: “No~”

Xingge watched them playing and laughing sweetly, but her eyes were looking in the wrong direction.

She saw... Sora Niijima's tight skin, waist, and abdominal muscles.

Moreover, Sora Niijima’s skin is very white, otherwise why would people say he is a pretty boy?

It seems that we can still see some of Xingge vaguely...pink

Xingge covered her face with a blush and did not interrupt the interaction between the two.

……

After taking a shower, Sora Niijima decisively went to find Hongxia to blow dry his hair. He was humming a song and asked Hongxia if it sounded good.

So childish.

This was not the first time Xingge had seen Shinjima Sora in this state, but she still found it incredible.

This also seems to indicate that he really likes and loves Hong Xia very much.

But...as a sister, I still have to check it carefully.

Is this guy a good boyfriend whom I can trust for my whole life?

Later, Sora Niijima chatted with Hongxia in her room for a long time. He didn't come out until half past eleven and slept on the sofa outside.

On the sofa, Hongxia laid out the bedding and put a pillow under him. To ensure that he could fall asleep soundly, she stroked his cheek and sang a lullaby to him.

Only after seeing that he was completely asleep did Hongxia return to her room, while also making several hushing gestures to Xingge who was walking in the living room.

Xingge: ...

-

One o'clock.

Xingge secretly came out of the room and came in front of Xindao Kong. She first looked at his peaceful sleeping face in the moonlight.

He started fumbling for his cell phone on the coffee table.

OK, found it.

The next step is to use his fingerprint to unlock the phone.

Xingge felt guilty while doing it.

Don't blame me, Hongxia, I just want to find out the details of this boy.

What if he has to say "Good night, dear" to a dozen people before going to bed?

So what should you do?!

If he is innocent, my sister will apologize too!

In fact, Sora Niijima really did it.

It's just that I only said corny words like "good night, darling" to some girls.

As for the others, some are corny and some are outrageous.

For example, cool ones.

Liang's first question was to ask where he was.

The second sentence is come ##.

I didn't know how to respond to him.

She just replied that she was at Hongxia's house and then stopped talking.

Since Okinawa, Sora Niijima has not fought against Ryo for the second time.

The outcome is still undecided and it is not clear who will win.

Just waiting for the right moment, the two will fight to the death.

Xingge bent down slightly and began to try fingerprints on Sora Niijima's right hand.

I tried all five fingers, but none of them worked.

Wait ten minutes and try again.

During the ten minutes of waiting, Xingge was very nervous.

For ten minutes, Sora Niijima was still fast asleep.

Until Xingge moved his left hand.

And the moment you try to unlock the password.

Shinjima Sora slowly regained consciousness the moment he saw Xingge was about to open his chat software.

He immediately opened his eyes, hugged Xingge tightly in his arms, and hung up the phone.

"pat..."

Xingge was completely stunned.

She was held tightly by the boy and was so nervous that she couldn't speak at all.

Sora Niijima exclaimed that it was a close call and started acting.

"Hongxia...? Why are you here?"

Xingge was also sweating profusely and could only act hard, then tried to break free, but was held even tighter.

Because the phone has not been re-locked at this time.

Sora Niijima was watching.

This sister-in-law is so scheming.

You are going to kill me!

Xindao Kong didn't care and hugged Xingge tightly, muttering to himself.

"Hongxia, how come you... have grown so big?..."

Xingge: “…”

Well……

I, I can’t get married!!

Afterwards, Xingge, who was held tightly by Sora Niijima, couldn't find a way to break free. At the same time, she felt a little dizzy because of the faint fragrance on Sora Niijima's body.

then……

The two of them slept in each other's arms all night.

until dawn.

319 Cutting the Inner Demon

To be honest, when the weather is cold, it’s nice to sleep with a hot water bottle.

Especially hot water bottles like the Shinjima Sora that can keep warm and generate heat continuously for 24 hours.

After being awakened by direct sunlight, Xingge slowly got up from Xindao Kong's body. She was stunned for a moment and recalled what happened last night.

Originally, I wanted to break free, but Niijima Sora refused to let go and kept muttering "Hongxia, Hongxia" or something like that. I didn't have much energy anyway in the evening.

After all, even if Xingge doesn't admit it, he is of a certain age now.

In the end, because of the strange incense on this stinky boy's body...

Confusedly...

Xingge's face slowly turned red. Looking at how Shinjima Sora was still sleeping soundly, she really wanted to slap him in the face and make him prove his innocence.

But after thinking about it, I realized that what I did last night was not very kind.

Then forget it……

This guy probably didn't do it on purpose.

Xingge got up from him, blushing and went to the bathroom to wash up.

We must not let Hongxia see this, otherwise it will be even more difficult to explain.

Only after hearing the sound of running water in the toilet did Sora Niijima dare to open his eyes.

Xingge smells so good... ah no.

How dangerous.

Sora Niijima leaned over, turned his back to where Xingge was, and sighed.

It feels like conventional approaches are completely useless to Xingge, except at the beginning. Now that I’m closer to her, the less I feel like she’s my elder.

So she should be the one who should be focused on later in the strategy?

Or is this strategy not the same as that strategy?

Sora Niijima had a bold idea, but it was too bold and he put it out by himself.

Let’s take a long-term view.

Start by changing your phone’s lock screen fingerprint.

Ever since Xingge's sneak attack, Sora Niijima no longer uses his fingerprint to unlock his phone.

He changed the fingerprints of six people: Hongxia, Mu, Soyo, Xiangzi, Aine, and Lixi.

His original intention was to guard against outsiders, but after he did this, the six people were very happy, and even Li Xi took the initiative to give him a kiss.

Obviously, everyone likes this feeling of being trusted.

-

Time has come to the day of the music festival.