My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

"It's me!" Suzuki Noki's thin voice came from the darkness. She was also afraid that Dongmi would be killed by the rabbit kicking the eagle directly, but Dongmei hesitated a little, she got into Dongmei like a fish. Quilt.

　　 Dongmi lowered her voice and asked, "What are you doing?"

Suzuki Noki lifted the quilt up and covered both of them in the bed. Then he took a photo with a small flashlight, lit up the book in his hand, and asked with some difficulty: "Dwarf melon, I Can't sleep, let's read a book together, shall we?"

　　 Suzuki Noki couldn't sleep either. She lay there recalling the daytime, and suddenly remembered the "Marquis Thad" which had been read a few pages. The mountain village was bored, so she fumbled it out and read a few pages again, and suddenly felt a little breathless. She hurriedly came to Dongmei and considered two people to watch it together. The discussion should not be so exciting.

　　Fuyumi looked at the title of the book, couldn't help but glared at Suzuki Noki, lowered her voice and said angrily: "Are you crazy?" Is this what the two girls should do? What kind of eldest daughter, the eldest daughter who reads the little H book in the middle of the night?

　　 Suzuki Noki asked back, "To that...do you understand?"

　　 Dongmei was stunned, and asked with a guilty conscience: "Don't you understand?"

　　 Suzuki Noki smiled and said: "Of course I understand, I'm afraid you don't understand?"

　　 Dongmi snorted: "I definitely understand better than you, my physical health class got full marks!"

Suzuki Noki smiled disdainfully, as if someone could not get a full score in the test, but she didn't want to fight with Dongmi right now, but she shook her book again, and asked in a low voice in the bed: "Then we all understand, just appreciate it from an artistic point of view. A moment? You...are you afraid?"

　　 Dongmei's heart is more guilty, but she still insists: "I'm not afraid!"

　　 "Let's read two pages?" Suzuki Noki was very curious, she didn't understand the matter between men and women.

　　 "Let's read... read two pages!" Dongmi also hesitated, she didn't understand, and said that curiosity is a little harder, although she instinctively thinks she shouldn't read it.

　　 Suzuki Noki adjusted his posture, and lay on the bed side by side with Dongmi, opened the book gently, and shone with the flashlight. Tomi's lips were dry and her tongue was dry, so she managed to resist the shame and glanced a few times, lest she couldn't answer Suzuki Noki's question of who the protagonist was.

　　 This looks a bit fascinating... can it still be like this?

　　 Suzuki Noki also saw her body hot, and asked with a trembling voice: "Dwarf melon, have you...have you kissed?"

　　 "Of course I... of course KISS, haven't you?" Dongmi lied instinctively to prevent it from falling into a disadvantage.

　　 "I have it too, I just ask if you have it!"

　　 "I must have!"

　　 "How does that feel... No, I'm asking who you kissed with?"

　　 Dongmi couldn't answer, she held back for a while and said: "You speak first!"

　　 Suzuki Noki stopped breathing, and said after a while: "Actually, we haven't had it, right?"

　　 Dongmei said depressed: "My mother said girls should respect and love themselves!"

　　 Suzuki Noki asked in a low voice, "Then there is a boy who wants to kiss you, right?"

　　 Dongmei disdainfully said: "Not only do you want to avoid, but also punch his dog head...what are you doing with your hands? You touch me...what are you doing when you touch me?"

　　 "No, it's this paragraph in the book... Do you feel soft and muddy?"

　　 Dongmi is small and sensitive. She was rubbed twice by Suzuki, and she really lost her strength. She hurriedly grabbed Suzuki Noki's butt, and groaned, "You take your hand away for me!"

　　 "You hurt me, my skin is very tender!" Suzuki Noki's body is more sensitive, really soft and prone, muttering: "Dwarf melon, how about we try KISS?"

　　……

　　 Early the next morning, Xiu Kitahara woke up early next morning.

The main reason is that I went to bed too early last night, the lack of entertainment in the mountain village, and the work and rest time in the city. Sleeping more than ten o'clock seems to be late to the original owner's parents, but judging from him, more than ten o'clock is regarded as night Just started.

　　 It’s late in winter, and the window is still gray, but slightly bright. Hidetoshi Kitahara took it lightly to wash, then slipped into the yard.

He walked around the long house, trying to find some work to do, but although Dazang Village is remote, he does not use animal power such as cows and horses, and he has never raised pigs and chickens. The yard is also very clean. There is nothing to do.

　　 He found the pile of firewood all the way, looked at the stakes and the axe, and then carefully ordered the amount of firewood. He felt that there should be no problem in making up some more, so he lightly started to chop the firewood.

　　【Ancient Swordsmanship】It's also easy to use for chopping wood, just like cutting people. His power control is perfect, and he can split the firewood without making too much noise to wake the sleeping person.

Chopping wood is a kind of repetitive manual labor, but it is fascinating after a long time. Observing the sawn dead wood-this is the dead tree in the mountain forest, the tree is also life-span-observing the texture of the cylindrical dead wood section, avoiding the trunk The nodules on the upper part, the mind is focused, the heart is calm, the joints are relaxed, and the rhythm is under control.

　　 Gradually, his mind was emptied, and he felt comfortable physically and mentally.

　　 "Xiuji, is this Zhanhui?"

Kitahara Hideji was throwing in, and suddenly heard the curious voice of Xueli from the side, the rhythm was chaotic, and the axe cleaved, and the firewood collapsed, and Xueli reached out and caught it as soon as he reached out— She was a little fascinated by what she saw just now. Kitahara used only three points of his own power for chopping firewood, mainly using the weight of the axe, while the remaining seven points of power were mainly used to control the axe not to hit the stakes and send out too much. The sound is the same as the principle of Xuanzhan encountering block and turning crosscut.

　　 Kitahara Hideji tilted his head and looked at the snow, and saw her squatting cutely in the mist in the mountains, constantly looking at the wood in her hand, and couldn't help but smile and asked: "Wake you up?"

　　 Xueli shook his head and happily said, "No, I slept too early last night, I woke up early in the morning... Can I try it, show time?"

　　 She also wanted to play after watching it for a while.

　　 Kitahara Hideji handed her the axe and placed the log on her, while Xueli took the axe in his hand, raised it with one hand and straightened it for a glance, and then looked at the log intently.

　　 Kitahara Hideji retreats behind her. Generally, chopping wood is done by one person. If there are too many splashing wood thorns or dropped axes, accidents are prone to accidents, but of course he does not matter. He was about to tell Xueli his experience of chopping wood just now, and Xueli's eyes condensed, he rounded his axe and smashed it on the log, and the log was also very happy. It splits into two with a burst of sound and flies left and right. .

Kitahara raised her eyebrows and found that the snow naturally cleaved along the texture, perfectly avoiding the nodules in the trunk—she should have chopped wood for the first time, but the action felt very spiritual...Why didn’t you learn this? Talent?

　　 Xueli groaned for a while, and whispered: "You really are a little stronger. During the show, my control is much worse than you, and my voice is so loud."

　　 Kitahara Hideji smiled and said, "It's already very good!" Xueli is much stronger than him in a normal state, and it is more difficult to control. He doesn't think Xueli is worse than him.

　　 There is not much eagerness to compete in the snow, but she likes to play. Seeing how to chop wood seems to be very interesting. She doesn't want to return the axe to Xiushi Kitahara, so she lays the wood by herself, "Hey, hey" and cleaved there.

　　 There were a lot of her movements. Soon Haruna and Xia Zhi Xia Sha also heard the sound and found the backyard. Even Kitahara Kazuhwa looked around for a while, and then left when there was no problem.

The morning in the mountains was very cold. Xia Zhi Xia Sha was uncomfortable for a while, so she sucked her nose lightly and shrank her head coldly, but she still took pictures in the snow with her mobile phone—Xueli and Hideji Kitahara were famous in the kendo circle of colleges and universities. In the heat, I often deceive fans with photos of Xiuji and Xueli.

　　 They are going to take a group of photos, and they will call it "How the Devil Head is Practiced". They say that Xueli is a good swordsman by chopping wood. I believe this will definitely attract a lot of attention.

　　 Kitahara Hideji didn't care about them, and turned to Haruna and asked, "Where is your eldest sister?"

　　 Suzuki Noki often sleeps until noon, but Dongmi is a model of getting up and working early. She usually brushes her teeth with him. Why didn't you see anyone today?

　　 Chuncai watched the second sister chopping wood in a fancy way, and said quietly: "The eldest sister hasn't woken up yet. I think it's still early. I want her to sleep for a while. Isn't it okay, O'Neill?"

　　 "Oh, it doesn't matter... Is Suzuki planning to get up?"

　　 Haruna shook her head: "Sister Suzuki doesn't know."

　　 One of Natsu-ori Natsusa interjected in the side: "She and her eldest sister are hugging and sleeping together, and I should get up together later, O'Neill."

　　 Kitahara Hideji raised his eyebrows and hugged him to sleep? Is this going together again? These two guys...the children guarding a room don't know if they are doing anything. This is too careless. In case something is heard, it will affect the children's physical and mental health.

　　 It's just that he can't manage or manage this kind of thing. After looking at the snow, he chopped a lot and said with a smile: "Enough, snow, it's almost the same."

　　 There is a lot of humidity here. If you chop too much at a time, it is easy to get damp. There is a lot of smoke when burning. It is better to keep the log in condition.

　　 Xueli listened obediently, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then nodded repeatedly and said: "I got a little bit, a little bit."

　　 She said that she still used two axes. It seemed that an axe was more suitable for her, but Hideji Kitahara couldn't help but raised her eyebrows again—have you improved your swordsmanship by chopping and chopping wood? Or are you going to switch to Xuanhua Daaxe in the future?

Regardless of what this teaser had, he greeted everyone to come into the house to prepare breakfast. Today he plans to take them around nearby. After all, he came once. Although this is a remote country, he has to enter the friendship of the landlord. Let them see the scenery here.

　　 A group of them started together, piled the wood in the wood shed, and then went into the house to wash their hands and eat, but Dong Mei just hobbled out at this time, with a pair of panda eyes, the expression on her little face was extremely ugly...

　　 Kitahara Xiuji was taken aback, and hurriedly asked: "Is there any physical discomfort?" He felt that the little carrot head had run dozens of kilometers without sleep all night.

Dongmei was depressed. Last night, she and Suzuki read a small H book together. Seeing the guy watching Suzuki, she rubbed up. After rubbing twice, she became soft. The last two of them hugged each other and fell asleep. Almost couldn't get up—fortunately, she had good willpower, and she still remembered that she was at Beiyuan's house, and she just got up with a bite of her milk teeth.

　　 She was embarrassed to mention what happened last night, she tilted her head and muttered: "I will leave me alone! Eat and eat!"

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