Tokyo host

Chapter 332 [I, Futaba Cheng, want to conquer a lot of cute girls]

In the dim room, there was a girl's unique fragrance.

In front of the computer desk in one corner, a girl in a furry panda pajamas was sitting cross-legged on a chair, drawing lines on the digital board with a pressure-sensitive pen in her hand.

Soon, delicately shaped characters emerged in her hands. The contradictory temperament of innocence and lust gave the characters a unique charm in her brushwork.

Just the initial composition and lines are beyond the reach of 90.00% of the painters.

Gong Baiyuyou's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, holding the brush with her slender fingers and marking an "X" on the drawing, she moved her fingers, and finally deleted the whole picture from the computer.

If other painters saw such a delicate painting being deleted, they would definitely feel so distressed that they could not breathe, but the girl seemed not to care, pulled a piece of drawing paper from the table next to her, and then took out the brush to start Hand-painted up.

One, two...

In the end, Gong Bai Yuyou lay motionless on the table like a salted fish.

No improvement.

She had to come up with a picture of the character design, which not only satisfied Makoto Futaba, but also met her requirements.

Although Futaba Makoto might like every one of them, but for Gong Bai Yuyou, who has extremely high standards, these pictures are obviously not enough.

With a rustling sound, Gong Baiyu took off his pajamas and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror to observe himself and seek inspiration.

The skin is so-so.

The figure is not bad.

The face is passable.

In the end, Gong Baiyu came to a conclusion, that is, she was tired of watching it.

Not enough material.

If there is a girl cuter than her in Xiaoxiongzhuang, it will be a lore.

Unfortunately not found.

Gong Baiyu slowly picked up the pillow and left the room, not caring at all about his naked appearance.

It was three o'clock in the middle of the night, and there was already no one outside, so Gong Bai Yuyou walked to Futaba Cheng's door, and then stretched out her hand to open the door before going in.

"Crack." There was resistance from the doorknob, and there was no doubt that it was locked.

Gong Baiyuyou's beautiful eyes seemed a little confused in the dim environment, and she finally squatted down skillfully—she tapped three rhythmically with her fingers on the cat hole under the door.

one second...

two seconds...

A cat's head protruded from the cat hole: "Meow?"

Gong Baiyu pointed at the door expressionlessly, and made a gesture of promising a can of cats.

Merlin retracted his head, and soon there was a scratching sound from the doorknob, and with a click, the door slowly opened.

Merlin was squatting obediently by the door at this time, his tail wagging on the floor like a nimble little snake.

Gong Baiyu walked into the room.

In the dark room, only the moonlight outside the window added some color, Futaba Makoto lay quietly on the bed and fell asleep, unaware that his room was opened by the ghost cat.

Gong Baiyu got into the bed skillfully, and then lay down in front of Futaba Cheng.

Perhaps because of the familiar touch and temperature, Futaba Makoto frowned slightly at this time, and then subconsciously hugged Gong Bai Yuyou's waist.

After Gong Baiyu moved in Futaba Cheng's arms, he reached out and took out the phone from under his pillow——

After fingerprint unlocking, Gong Baiyu looked at the chat history in his mobile phone, and found that there was no information worthy of attention.

The girl slid her finger in disappointment and turned on the recording.

Click on one of the audio files, and the phone rang with a mosquito-sized female voice,

【I, Makoto Futaba, want to conquer so many cute girls】

【I, Makoto Futaba, am the super invincible harem king】

【I, Futaba Makoto, I want to give Miyabaha Yuma Tamata the material】

The hypnotic and brainwashing loop recording lasted for three hours. Gong Bai Yuyou put his mobile phone next to Futaba Cheng's pillow, and fell asleep with his arms around his neck.

……

……

"Ha—" At breakfast time, Futaba Makoto yawned.

"Brother Ah Cheng, didn't you sleep well?" Yuko asked curiously in the early morning.

"No, it's just inexplicably tired." Futaba Cheng thought for a while, it seemed that he didn't do any physical labor last night, why did he feel a little indescribably tired?

"Let me see." Nana suddenly leaned forward and pressed her forehead against Futaba Makoto's.

With their faces next to each other, Makoto Futaba could clearly feel the temperature brought by Nana's nose in the morning.

"I don't think I have a fever. Would you like to take a break?" Nana smiled in the morning.

Futaba Makoto shook his head.

"Maybe it's because of playing games recently." Makoto Futaba said.

"I also want to play the game made by Ah Cheng!"

Yuko suddenly raised her little hand and said.

"Um, this." Futaba Makoto coughed dryly, this is a little butter, Yuko, it is a field that you must not set foot on.

Although Takahashi's suggestion is good, but this thing can't be said casually, it is easier to die.

"However, there are still some things that I don't quite understand." Futaba Makoto ate a sandwich, "It would be great if there is someone who can communicate."

That guy Takahashi is not bad, but he wants to hear more opinions.

"You often play games, and you don't even have a friend?" Kaoru Suzuki spoke while drinking hot tea.

"Of course I have friends, but there are not many people who can talk to each other." Futaba Makoto said, and suddenly remembered Coco Sauce. Since the last time we met... it has been a while since we haven't contacted each other.

Because the new version of "Dungeon Warfare" has not been released, he hasn't played it for a long time, and he is even half out of the pit.

Why don't you ask him out for a chat? The name...he remembers it's called Shuigong Keke?

At first, he thought that Cocoa Sauce was Cocoa Sakuragawa, and even Lily Sakuragawa... After meeting him, he realized that he had guessed wrong.

Even when he first met the other party, Futaba Makoto felt that the other party was a bit like Gong Bai Yuyou, so he tried to be smart.

It's still a bit embarrassing to think about it.

Makoto Futaba took out his mobile phone, looked at the black and white head portrait of the girl, and nodded with his finger.

Makoto Futaba: Cocoa sauce.

【unread】

After a while, the phone still didn't respond.

Probably didn't wake up.

Makoto Futaba remembers that Coco Sauce is a full night owl, and even games are often online 24 hours a day, so it is not surprising that he is sleeping when he is in school.

On the other side, 'Pikachu' leaned over, looking at Makoto Futaba's phone with plastic eyes.

"Skin?"

"My friend." Futaba Makoto said as if he could understand Gong Baiyuyou's voice.

'Pikachu' nodded slightly, then stood up, and staggered to the bathroom.

Makoto Futaba continued to eat breakfast, and at this moment, the phone vibrated.

He picked it up and took a look, only to find that it was Ke Kejiang who had messaged him back.

Coco sauce: Zhai Zhai, you haven't looked for me for a long time~
Coco sauce: Did you forget me?

Makoto Futaba coughed, couldn't help but smile, and pressed the phone.

Makoto Futaba: Sorry, Coco-chan, do you have time recently? Come out and chat.

Cocoa sauce: (.-ω-) Good.

(End of this chapter)