Today's real white seems to be a little different.

"Yao..."

"Well, I'm here."

"Take it off!"

"What? Are you saying it again?"

Jingu Yao felt that there was something wrong with his ears.

"Take off your clothes!"

Mahiro repeated it again with a firm tone.

"..."

Jingu Yao fell silent, what is Shiro doing?Are you going to rape yourself here?

His thoughts, no longer know where to go...

Chapter [-] Excessive material

(Thank you for your suggestions, I have read all the comments, I already have the general spectrum, I have synthesized it a little, and choose according to my own plot development and needs. In fact, there are some remarks such as what the protagonist must do and what he cannot do. This kind of speech will give people a strong hint, as if not writing according to this kind of thinking will be finished... Well, I will only write according to my own ideas, it is impossible to meet everyone's ideas, so there may be some comments. The works that I think should not appear, but still appear, it may just be my personal hobby and the need for the development of the plot. Finally, thank you again for your help. Facing this kind of things that are too broad, my own thinking is not brainstorming. easy to use.)

The scene quieted down for a while. Jingu Yao sat on the chair and frowned, looking at Shirai who was standing in front of her holding a small drawing board. Again with a bit of shyness.

Shiina Mashiro's expression was extremely serious, and that stubbornness was like a gust of wind in the cold winter, making Jingu Yao suddenly feel a little shivering under the air conditioner.

However, after being with Mashiro for almost a few months, Jingu Yao has also learned a little about her thinking and daily behavior patterns. He does not have the panic that usually occurs when a young man is told by a beautiful girl to take off his clothes, but a calm tone. , and even took a sip from the water glass by the table and said, "...Can you tell me the reason?"

Mashiro would always go directly to the result instead of the reason, causing the whole context to undergo a huge change. When Jingu Zao came here, she had already used this way of speaking to make others think more, and directly conceded defeat.

"I want to see nudes."

Zhenbai tilted his head, as if thinking about the reason.

"Oh, go ahead and find the reason, it's just your own will, what about the others? Why should you look at the naked body?"

"It's a long story."

"Then tell me a long story!"

Jingu Yao glared at her, and the momentum that was snatched away by Shinshiro condescendingly was taken back by him.

"It was Ayano's suggestion to me..."

really……

"You really have a good editor, and I like your editor a lot."

Jingu Yao pressed his own brain, the editor eldest sister who had met before, really knows how to play...

"Yo can't like Ayano..."

Mashiro suddenly became a little nervous, her hands holding the drawing board were clenched into fists, Jingu Yao even wondered if she would break the drawing board because of her excessive strength.

"This 'like' is different from that 'like'. I like Xiao Zhenbai the most!"

Jingu Yao couldn't help laughing, and he didn't know whether Mashiro understood the difference between 'like' and 'like'.

He stood up and stretched out his hands, pinching the really fair and smooth little face. There was almost no fat on her beautiful melon seed face, but Jingu Yao couldn't squeeze too much flesh after pinching it for a long time.

Even though Jingu Yao lightly grabbed her face, Shinshiro's expression did not change too much, instead Danfeng's eyes flashed a hint of happiness because of his answer.

"What strange advice did Ayano give you again?"

"Ayano said, if the delicate emotional expression makes it difficult for you... then try to challenge it from the intense description."

Mashiro explained seriously, as if he didn't know the difference between men and women at all.

"Isn't it intense when you drew "Tsukihime" CG before?"

Jingu Yao looked at Mashiro with a half-smiling smile, and when he stood up, he was a head taller than Mashiro, and bent down slightly, with great pressure.

Previously, the last H part of "Tsukihime" was drawn by Jingu Yōjo Mashiro.

"That's different... Yao has already drawn the draft, I just added, that's not my idea."

Mashiro shook her head suddenly, she was unusually persistent in painting, "...I want to do it myself, I want to see the naked body, please!"

"That is to say, let me be a model for you? Want to draw from it?"

"kindness."

"Without clothes?"

"kindness."

"You know what you're talking about? Miss Shiina Mashiro!"

"Let Yao help me get materials, without clothes."

"It's absolutely irrefutable..."

Jingu Yao felt that reasoning with Shinji couldn't defeat the stubborn her.

"It's not like this is what you ask me to do. If you want me to do this, you have to pay for it, don't you? That's fair!"

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