How to Develop the King of Anime

It seemed that he thought of the scene of trying on clothes with Zhenbai as a hanger when he was shopping in the mall just now, Zou's face moved a little, but he couldn't help but said: "...But your thoughts are not at all. It's the meat X-ray!"

"So you know the word "meat"? The royal family's education doesn't seem to teach people that way, does it?"

Jingu Yao opened his eyes wide and said in surprise, his expression was very exaggerated, and at first glance he was teasing her.

"This, this, this, this is what my beloved said!"

Her Royal Highness's pretty face turned red all of a sudden, she stammered, shaking her slender fingers and small head, and there was a trace of anger in her shame.

"Don't push everything on your beloved, your sister will cry!"

Grabbing Zana's shoulders, Jingu Yao slightly pushed her into the washroom, "...Since you've moved, then I'll leave you with the job of taking a bath. By the way, you can take a shower too!"

"...you, you don't even wash together?"

The tone of the play was a little high, and she couldn't believe it. In her thoughts, Jingu Yao would definitely go into the bathroom cheeky and ask for a three-person wash.

"...If I go in, you will be nervous and make a lot of trouble again. I don't think I can take this bath, so you and Zhenshi should take a quick shower. If you catch a cold from the rain, you can Oh no."

Jingu Yao waved his hand and walked into the bedroom.

Zou was stunned for a while, feeling a little overwhelmed for a while, this man's gentle way is really different.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Jingu Yao smiled and shook his head, "...What a bully, Her Royal Highness!"

Compared with Mashiro's indifference and calmness and Kasumigaoka Shiyu's sharp teeth and sharp mouth, it can be said that she is the best girl to bully.

Chapter [-] I like this pose

Taking off his wet coat, Jingu Yao was sitting on a chair holding a mobile phone and taking a selfie at an angle. After taking several pictures in a row, he picked the best one and posted it on Twitter.

【Unlucky!When I went out and encountered heavy rain, I couldn't go back today, so I could only find a hotel to stay. 】

It has become a habit of Jingu Yao to post selfie photos and tweets, and use Twitter to record their daily life.

Although he is not an idol, he does not need daily exposure to show his existence, but he updates his Twitter from time to time to tell his mood, and he can also have more contact with fans.

Every time I log on to Twitter, I get a bunch of news alerts. Like other celebrities, Jingu Yao also read the comments with interest from the beginning, and now the comments are just a glance, and there is no more at the beginning. That kind of interaction is the reality, and some things are not something you can do if you want to do it.

[Lord God, you actually posted a selfie? !It's so rare, is the end of the world coming?Will the torrential rain today flood the Japanese island? 】

[A well-known cartoonist excuses the heavy rain not to go home, and the hotel opens a room! 】

[A well-known writer excuses the heavy rain not to go home, and the hotel opens a room! 】

[An unknown game producer excuses the heavy rain not to go home, and the hotel opens a room! 】

【Lord God is so handsome】

Just two minutes after I tweeted, one after another of comments appeared. Jingu Yao couldn't help laughing when he saw these fans blacking himself with kindness. Although there are many annoying things on the Internet, but There are more things that make people happy.

Taking advantage of this rare time with nothing to do, Jingu Yao turned over his Twitter to follow people, and watched a certain AKB girl's Twitter, trying to find something interesting, but unfortunately he A girl who targets idols, the content on Twitter is also neat and clean, and nothing can be found.

At this moment, Jingu Yao's heart moved, and he smelled something in his nose. He looked up and saw Zhenbai wrapped in a bath towel and walking barefoot on the carpet.

"finished Wash?"

Shinshiro walks as quietly and silently as a cat, but now stepping on the carpet with her bare feet, there is no sound at all. If it wasn't for the smell of the shampoo after bathing, Jingu Yao really wouldn't have found it. truth.

"kindness……"

Mashiro nodded lightly. Her hair was a little curly, but it was dry. It looked like Kanade had already dried her hair in the bathroom.

Zhenbai walked forward, her feet were pink and tender, the soles of her white feet were a healthy pink color, and the blue veins stood out on the white insteps, and her neatly trimmed nails looked like plum blossoms in winter.

She came to the table, opened her small bag, took out the drawing board and brushes that she had been carrying, then climbed onto the bed and sat down with her knees bent. The pencil begins to outline the rudiments of the painting on it.

"Want to paint?"

Jingu Yao asked.

Zhenbai was silent for a moment, and then he said softly, "...I want to draw it."

She slowly raised her head and looked at Jingu Yao, her eyes a little timid, "...I want to draw the feeling of 'dating'."

Mashiro's expression was a bit wrong. Jingu Yao put the phone on the table and said worriedly: "What's wrong Mashiro? Is it uncomfortable? It's not a cold, right?"

Went to the bed and touched Zhenbai's forehead with his hand, not as hot as he imagined.

As she got closer, the scent on her body became more intense, and the bath towel she was wrapping was a little loose, sliding down her smooth skin, revealing a half-smear of white greasy.

Zhenbai shook his head and said softly: "...a little sad, obviously it was a pleasure to have a 'date' with Yao, but now it's a little sad."

As she spoke, her hands kept moving, and she drew a sketch on the drawing board.

She and Jingu Yao are not the two people in the sketch, but there is one more figure.

Jingu Yao was thoughtful, he patted Shibai's tender shoulders, and said with a smile, "...Editor Iida said something is right, some things can only be understood after experience, since Shibai you are sad, Then paint your own sadness."

"it is good!"

Mashiro nodded her head, and it seemed that Jingu Yao's suggestion was also what she thought.

Seeing that Mashiro began to fall into his own world, he put the drawing board on his knees, and the whole person sank into the painting, Jingu Yao lightly left, and when he came to the living room connected to the bedroom, he happened to see Kazuya Walking out of the bathroom, she was also barefoot, wearing a yukata like a simple kimono, her hair was wet like ink, and she was holding a hairdryer in her hand.

When she saw Jingong Yao, she was stunned for a moment, and then said softly: "...You should also take a shower. You are usually so busy with work, if you catch a cold, it will be troublesome."

She is still as warm as water, light, shallow, without any rush, but silently penetrates into your heart.