How to Develop the King of Anime

"I...I like it."

Jingu Yao originally wanted to say that he didn't like it, but looking at Mashiro's delicate face like a puppet, the denial was abruptly held back.

"Why are you yelling at me since Yao likes it? Yao is really weird."

Mashiro said in a tone that he was a normal person, Jingu Yao is a strange person, causing Jingu Yao's forehead to jump with blue veins.

This guy will use language to trap!

Although Mashiro's body is covered with paints of various colors, the workbench of the two of them is not stained with any paint at all. Even if they are doing wall painting, Mashiro is avoiding as much as possible, so as not to let these things contaminate his manuscript paper and on the comics.

Jingu Yao looked at the painting on the wall, it was really a work of art, and the vast starry sky of the universe was hidden in it. Mashiro used her own hands to create a universe that only belongs to herself, no, it also belongs to Jingu Yao now. .

"Should I be lucky? From today, I will sleep in the universe every day. Our journey is already a sea of ​​stars, really white!"

Jingu Yao spit out helplessly.

If you don't pull the curtains when you go to bed at night, under the moonlight outside, the three-dimensional wall paintings will really have a kind of magnificence that makes people fall asleep in the vast stars of the universe.

Chapter [-] Dating

The water in the bathroom was making noises, and the hazy mist was like looking at flowers in the fog. Jingu Yao let Mashiro sit on the small bench in the bathroom and picked up the shower gel to clean the paint marks on her body.

The hot water from the nozzle slid from Zhenbai's blond hair, dripped onto her smooth shoulders, and slowly descended down her bamboo-like collarbone. Zhenbai was like a puppy. She shook her hair and let the water drop. When he arrived at Jingu Yao, his face was still calm, as if he didn't know how much trouble his actions had caused people.

"Don't learn to shake hair like JOJO!"

Gently patted Shiba's little head, Jingu Yao's hand groped on her delicate snow-like flesh, and couldn't help but said, "...Editor Iida didn't lie, this thing is really easy to clean. ."

Unlike those stubborn paints, the paint stained on Mashiro's body can be washed off with shower gel, and it seems that Mashiro's editor is not crazy enough to make Jingu Yao's work more difficult.

"...Ayano never lies."

Mashiro whispered softly with his hands around his chest and the pink two dots, as if he was fighting for his editor.

"Of course she doesn't lie, she only encourages you!"

Jingu Yao rolled his eyes, thinking secretly when he saw Ayano Iida and whether he wanted to scold her.

Taking a deep breath, Jingong Yao's hand has been rubbing foam on Zhenbai's head, enjoying the softness, he thought for a moment, and said to Zhenbai who was sitting still: "...Early morning tonight. Go to sleep, and go shopping with me in the mall tomorrow morning!"

"……shop?"

Zhenbai's expression was stunned, as if he didn't understand the meaning of the word for a while.

"Well, I have always promised you to accompany you to find comic materials. When you are drawing comics, there are also plots where the hero and heroine go to the mall to buy things? And the daily comic you are drawing is to make yourself Wouldn't it be better to go to the mall with the book described as a pet?"

Jingu Yōda took a few words to explain, although he felt that there was no need to explain to Shinshiro at all.

"...Yo, are you inviting me on a date?"

Shinshiro suddenly raised her head slowly, her round chin moved up slightly, and the transparent pupils without fireworks revealed a ripple of water. Her expression was calm and gentle, but Jingu Yao always felt that there was something in it. A little trembling.

"...Dating? Xiao Zhenbai is really learning more and more. Hmm...you're right, it's a date!"

Jingu Yao caressed her hair dotingly, with a hint of happiness in her tone of watching Shinshiro grow.

"...Well, then I'll go to bed early today."

As long as it is where Zhenbai stays, even in the bathroom or the bathroom, it is like a shallow picture. She is such a girl who seems to be walking out of the picture. The corners of her mouth that have been calm and unwavering rise slightly, She showed a heart-warming and suffocating smile. Is this the first time you have seen a real white smile?Jingu Yao can't remember a little, but what he can be sure is that Shinshiro really rarely smiles, but every smile of hers can be remembered in her heart, like a photo that lasts forever.

Jingu Yao shook his head and continued to help Mashiro wash the last foam on his body.

"Yao..."

"what happened?"

"It got bigger."

"what?"

Jingu Yao was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered his head, watching the protrusion on his boxer pants just touch Shiro's arm.

If it was in the past, maybe Jingong Yao would have been embarrassed, but now he has done many things more often, and there is almost no secret between him and Shinshiro, just casually said: "...not all of them. You hurt."

"Did I hurt?"

Zhenbai tilted her head and was a little puzzled. Her gaze was fixed on the protruding part of Jingong Yao, which made him a little awkward. It would be amazing if he didn't respond when he was staring at the private part with such a thorn-like gaze. Weird.

"As long as it's like last time, it's fine..."

"kindness?"

Jingu Yao raised his eyebrows, looking at Zhenbai's very serious pretty face, he opened his mouth and said obediently: "...Yes, since it was Zhenbai's trouble, we must solve it. "

Jingu Yao only felt that his skin was getting thicker and thicker, and the level of shamelessness was rising.

A pair of slender and tender little hands slowly lifted up, her eyes moved with a hint of faint charm, and the hot air exhaled from her nose made Jingong Yao even more passionate, her voice was still the same Tiny and calm, but it seems that Jingu Yao's previous dating suggestion made her happy, and it was rewarded.

"Yao don't move!"

Mashiro's tone suddenly became serious, just as Jingu Yao ordered her not to move and take a good shower.

A girl as elegant and fragrant as cherry blossoms, her expression was a little curious, with exploratory eyes, she used her own tongue to have a fierce debate with Jingu Yao.

"His...grumbling...grumbling..."

Although the action is green, it is more pure and simple.