How to Develop the King of Anime

"...Osamu Dazai's Disqualification in the World?"

Noticing that famous book, Jingu Yao's tone was a little surprised. In his opinion, Nao has always been a girl with a weak appearance but a very strong heart, so she shouldn't like to read such decadent books.

"I don't like this style of book..."

Noticing Jingu Yao's gaze, Kan lowered her head and looked at the book beside her. Her slender fingers touched the cover, and her nails had beautiful star-like patterns on her nails. Perhaps she knew what Jingu Yao was thinking. He lifted his lips and showed a slight smile, "...Although I don't like and want to criticize this style, I must read it before criticizing, right? If you criticize without even reading it, then This kind of person is not qualified."

In a soft and weak tone, he said words with three views. Looking at the girl with thin shoulders in front of him, Jingu Yao suddenly felt a little guilty.

Except for the part that was persecuted by his family and forced by his family, Zou had some distorted views, she should have been a carefree girl who has been walking on the 'correct path'.

It is like a pure lily, but it is the same heartache that it has been defiled by itself.

Jingu Yao's heart ached. Looking at Zou's seemingly light-hearted smile, he didn't know how much sadness it contained. He couldn't help raising his hand, and under Zou's surprised eyes, he took down her flat light. The mirror, leaned forward and kissed her sweet lips.

"Well?!"

Kazu panicked, thinking that she was still in a public place like the library, she wanted to struggle to push away Jingu Yao, but her arms couldn't bend her thighs after all, her petite body was directly pressed on her seat by Jingu Yao, and Kazu Dark crossing, lips and teeth meet.

Just as Jingu Yao was tasting this sweetness, his eyes subconsciously turned to the book he had been reading before, which was a medical book, and the one she was flipping through in her hand. This page describes where the arteries are located everywhere in the human body.

Shen Gongyao, who was immersed in this sweetness, froze in his heart and shivered directly. Thinking that Zou’s goal was to be admitted to the Eastern University Medical School and become a doctor, he somehow remembered a piece of news—a certain The girl studying medicine stabbed her boyfriend [-] times in a row, and the knife avoided the key point!

Chapter [-]: The Romance of the Library

(The number of words in this chapter is more than two chapters, so I will not divide it into chapters.)

(Things are very busy these days, so the update is unstable, and I have to go out for a day tomorrow...)

The warm air in the library was very strong, but Jingu Yao felt chills all over at this time, and a cold sweat broke out from his forehead. He hurriedly left Zan's lips and sat back to his place, the smile on his face was a little dry.

Finally freed from the claws of Jingu Yao, Zan hurriedly stroked her chest a few times with her small hand, she lowered her head and slid to the side, only after realizing that no one noticed or passed by. It's because she was relieved. When there are people in public, this girl really pays too much attention to politeness and etiquette.

"That book...what is it?"

Jingu Yao pointed to the books on the table with his fingers, still having some lingering fears.

Looking down at the book in his hand, Zade's cheeks were still a little shy and flushed, and said strangely: "...just some very ordinary medical books."

She didn't know that Jingu Yao, who had a great brain, thought a lot just now.

"Yes, yes..."

The corners of Jingong Yao's mouth twitched and he was no longer in the stimuli. He was lying on the table weakly, and his mind was a little confused. It was not because of simple things like medical books, but Jingong Yao suddenly thought of it. Trouble next week.

Zuo was a little puzzled. She thought it was her own reason that made Jingu Yao lose her motivation. After hesitating for a moment, she bit her lower lip and whispered, "...You don't like doctors?"

"...No one likes a doctor, right? When you need to see a doctor, it means that you are sick. No one wants to be sick."

Jingu Yaota's voice, who was lying on the table, was a little dull.

"Huh, that's fine... I thought you hated doctors."

Play muttered in a soft voice, under the factors of both families, Jingu Yao could use this excuse to make her give up her dreams and the goals she was fighting for. In Japanese society, men work to support their families, women work for them. It is still very common to be a housewife, especially in a family like Jingu Yao, who don’t need women to go out to work. Jingu Zana is very afraid that her future will become a canary in captivity in a house, wearing 16 beautiful clothes. Like a tool just for a man to see.

If it really becomes like this, her own desire and the desolation of reality may drive her crazy.

"I just hope that when you cook and cut vegetables, the posture of holding the knife is not the posture of holding a scalpel."

Jingu Yao raised his head from his arms, and he glanced at Gong Zha's feeble words.

"Pfft..."

Playing the corner of her mouth, she quickly covered her mouth with her slender fingers to prevent the loud noise from disturbing other people in the library, so she covered her mouth with her hands and laughed for a while, her long eyelashes twitched and flashed beautifully. His big eyes glanced at Gong Yao, stuck out his tongue and said, "...I don't know what I will learn in the future, but medicine is very finely divided, maybe I will never use a scalpel in my life. "

After she finished speaking, she was thoughtful, she seemed to understand Jingu Yao's meaning, and she leaned her head forward and said softly, "...Of course, even if I don't need a scalpel, I won't take it lightly. Drugged."

Jingu Yao glared at her fiercely, the hand on the table stretched out and grabbed Zou's weak and boneless white palm. The back of her hand was cold and warm, and it felt as smooth as warm jade. The soft palm with a faint fragrance dragged it to her eyes and kissed her, and held her index finger in one bite.

"...You're actually making such a joke with me."

When Jingong Yao ate one of his fingers into his mouth, Zana's heartbeat quickened. After forcibly forgetting the unpleasantness of the past, the two of them are getting along well now. It makes her heart itch.

Lying on the table in the library like this, Jingu Yō was playing with her fingers, and Her Royal Highness the Princess couldn't even read the book, so Yō Jingu could only let Yō Jingu rub her slender fingertips.

"Next week is Christmas..."

Suddenly, such a sentence popped out of Jingu Yao's mouth, but his face did not have any festive joy, but was full of sorrow.

All the messy things happened together. At the last event, Jingu Yao refused Mashiro to let her go with her editor. At that time, Jingu Yao promised her that she would participate in the next event. Jingu Yao is not a person. People who easily break their promises will try their best to do what they promise, and now there is no excuse for refusal.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, that self-willed woman with excess self-awareness, you can't refuse if you want to. If you dare to let her dove, that woman will definitely be able to do self-harm. She is a woman who would rather hurt herself and stubbornly wait for the result. Even if she knew that the result was not good, she would accept it with grief but never wanted to escape.

Whether it's Mashiro or Shi Yu, both are excellent girls, and Jingu Yao doesn't want to give up.

And in this depressing enough time, his younger sister even came to intervene, she had to come to Tokyo from Kyoto and go back after the festival.

Thinking of this picture, Jingu Yao has a kind of unspeakable depression, who can blame it?Can only blame myself!

"Christmas..."

I don't know why Jingu Yao mentioned this festival, so she turned her head and looked out of the library window. The warm light shone on her face, covering her delicate body with a faint glow, "… …It hasn’t snowed in Tokyo this year, so maybe it will snow at Christmas.”

She also laughed like a child when she mentioned snow.

But after hearing the snow, Jingu Yao's fingers trembled subconsciously.

Because her hand was caught in the palm of Jingu Yao, so Jingu Yao's trembling fingers were still noticed. She tilted her head and looked at her fiancé who was lying on the table for some reason, and thought about it. Then he said, "...Aren't you worried that you won't receive gifts for Christmas?"