Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 414 The Battle with Irie
"Fujiwara?" Sakura frowned slightly without hearing the other party's reply.Glancing at Irie who was holding a big shirt across the way, the other party nodded with a slight smile, then put the clothes on the sofa next to him and sat down without asking any questions.

Withdrawing her gaze, Sakuraichi continued to speak to the phone, "It's raining too much, me."

Kacha~
beep--

The sound of putting down the phone and hanging up sounded at the same time, Ying Yi was startled, and turned to look at the phone in her hand, a ray of doubt flashed in her red eyes.Although Fujiwara talked as little as possible, he never hung up on her phone, but today he hung up without saying a word, what's going on?

I don't know if it's because of her overthinking, she always feels that the person opposite is not Fujiwara, and she seems to be very angry? !Butler Kimura? ?That's even more impossible.

"Did you hang up?" Irie said softly. He had just come out of the bathroom. He was wearing a white bathrobe and no glasses. His long and narrow red phoenix eyes looked even more slender. Turning around, it looks a little charming.

Sakura raised her eyebrows. She was still used to Irie wearing glasses. After all, he looked gentle and comfortable like jade.He who took off his glasses always gave her a strange feeling, how strange it is that I can't tell, if I must use an idiom to describe it, it would be a gentle scum!

Well, that was the best word she could think of, really.

Irie didn't know what was going on in Sakura's mind, if he knew, the smile on his face might not be able to hold back no matter what.But now he doesn't know, he just smiled gently and said: "Sisters and sisters are not at home, the rooms are locked, and there are no clothes. This one is mine, you can make do with it."

Looking at the big shirt on the sofa, Sakura's eyelids moved slightly. She didn't like to wear other people's clothes, not to mention that there was a faint fragrance of hyacinth on the dress, which was the smell of Irie.He squeezed his eyelids, looked up at Irie, "No, my clothes are almost dry."

Irie's smile faltered, his eyes fell on Sakura's wet clothes, he closed his eyes slowly, reached for the glasses on the coffee table and put them on, then stood up and walked to another room, opened the door, " There is a baking oven in this house, you can bake it here for a while, and it will dry quickly."

"Thank you."

"Don't you take a bath? You'll catch a cold."

"No."

Watching her take off her coat and hang it on the hanger, she also sat on the side and started to bake the clothes.Irie's eyes were fixed, and a deep look appeared in his eyes.

wow——

The rain was still falling, and the raindrops falling on the window moved into thin traces on the transparent glass, and the fallen leaves drifted silently in the rain.Leaning against the wall, the young man raised his head slightly, his heart was slowly soaked by the feeling of sadness and headache, as if he heard the sound of petals falling outside the window, everything seemed desolate and heavy.

After the bell rang, there was silence all around, so quiet that even the breathing stopped, and the heart also sank, as if even the last heartbeat gradually stopped.

The deep icy blue reflects the plain white glazed painting above, which is supposed to be a touch of luxury, but at this moment it actually gives people a feeling of desolation.The boy tightened his hand, turned around, grabbed the receiver and pressed the call back.

Jingle Bell--

The phone rang suddenly, and Irie, who was holding the fruit, paused, turned and walked towards the phone, picked it up with one hand, and said warmly, "Hello, I'm Irie."

into the river! ! !

Bu Er's pupils shrank, and the hand holding the microphone couldn't help but tighten, and the deep ice blue became sharper in an instant.The soft voice turned cold, "Where is Sakura?"

Entering the river's expression flickered slightly, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "I'm asleep."

Fell asleep
The icy blue light gradually shattered, Buer closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, it was clear.The thin lips moved slightly, and the tone of the mouth was cold but determined, "She didn't sleep, you"

(End of this chapter)