After a moment of astonishment, Akira Izumi nodded clearly.

"It's no wonder her grades are so good... It seems that it's not just talent, it's also related to her serious study... She's a good boy, just like me."

Nodding shamelessly, He Quanming gathered up the hem of his bathrobe and sat opposite her, stuffed his lower body into the warm stove table, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Stoves are simply artifacts...the inventor should be given a Nobel Prize for Happiness..."

"Yes, God will bless him too!" Lifting his eyes from the book, Raphael agreed with a smile, only then did he realize that she was actually a member of the religious staff.

Seeing that she was calm and composed about the two of them being in the same room, Kazumi's nervousness gradually subsided, and after chatting with her casually, he looked at her whole body involuntarily.

Maybe it's because the heating is turned on more strongly in his own home... Rafael is now wearing a silver-white silk pajamas, which looks very thin, with a high bulging chest, and even a little outline of underwear can be seen. Her slender but plump body makes one's blood boil and her breath speed up; the long white hair like a waterfall pours down, some are scattered on the table, some hang down to the ground, and strands of hair fall on her body In front of her, as if she had been covered with a layer of soft single clothes, shimmering with a holy gleam.

Smelling the pleasant smell faintly emanating from her body, He Quanming quickly turned his head away from his sight, stopped looking at her, and silently recited the Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra to calm himself down.

Because he felt that if he continued to stare at Rafael like this and put all his attention on her, he would definitely not be able to bear the urge to do something...

Akira Kazumi still underestimated the hormones of young people and overestimated his own concentration... The proof is that somewhere in the bathrobe under the stove table, a small tent has been set up at some point.

…Thanks again to the inventor of the stovetop.

He took a deep breath and let it out heavily. When Rafael was attracted by the sound and looked at him suspiciously, He Quanming pulled the wet-stained schoolbag aside, and took out the textbook and Stationery.

"Okay, I'm here to study too! I love learning, and learning makes me happy!"

Shouting with the righteousness of a scholar on his face, He Quanming opened the textbook and began to write vigorously.

Rafael was slightly stunned when he saw this, as if wondering why he suddenly started reading along with him.

But thinking that if he didn't study, he would have nothing to do, Rafael smiled in relief, lowered his head, and continued his great task of reviewing.

And when He Quanming didn't know, she also let out a breath of relaxation quietly.

"Really, I'm a little nervous..."

Especially when he stared straight at him with that kind of eyes.

Two blushes appeared on the girl's fair cheeks, and the corners of her eyes flicked to Quanming. Fortunately, he focused his eyes on the textbook in order to divert his attention, so he didn't notice that she blushed suddenly.

Her plump thighs rubbed lightly under the stove table, her slender fingers caressed her chest, as if she wanted to calm down her scorching breath and rapid heartbeat, she tried her best not to show any strange expression on her face.

"Underage men and women are alone in a thunderstorm, their clothes are thin, and the atmosphere is ambiguous...Ah~ Angels do such things, it feels so immoral~"

His heart was rolling and screaming, and a terrible smile appeared on his face for a moment, and then disappeared.

"No, no, Rafael, calm down... As a reserved, ideal, and virtuous angel, you can't be too casual in this aspect! Although I have changed into the latest and most beautiful underwear, we don't It will definitely develop into that kind of relationship! Ming-san should also be scruples about Hui-san and dare not act rashly..."

Nodding her head, she brushed off the messy fantasies in her mind, and cheered herself up.

"Well, as long as this is the case now! This can be regarded as some progress in the relationship? You can't lose to classmate Hui... Do you want to ask Sa-chan to come over? But if she comes over, it will definitely become a game. The atmosphere is gone..."

Frowning with complicated thoughts, Rafael quietly glanced at Izumi who was obsessed with studying again.

"Student Ming is also...the atmosphere is so good, why I pretended to study to avoid embarrassment, but he really started to study seriously...you idiot!"

Pouting resentfully, Rafael pretended to write the test questions, kicking his little feet under the stove table.

"Shouldn't you just read like this until the weather clears up..."

In the end, leave this sigh full of remnants.

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The torrential rain outside the window was still there, and the noise of the rain was mixed with the roar of thunder and lightning. Even after several hours, there was still no weakness.

Compared with the deafening weather outside, the air inside the house seemed more peaceful and peaceful. The boy wearing glasses and the white-haired girl were sitting opposite each other at the stove table, not talking, and focused on their studies.

Suddenly, a strange sound sounded between the two.

Gollum~

He Quanming raised his head in doubt, but saw Rafael clutching his stomach and smiling awkwardly.

"I'm really sorry, if you don't pay attention..."

He Quanming shrugged indifferently, and took out his mobile phone to check the time. Before they knew it, they had read happily for more than an hour, and it happened to be lunch time.

He stood up and stretched greatly.

"Well—then let's have dinner! It's raining so hard that it's hard to order delivery... Do you have any ingredients here?"

"Yes!" Rafael nodded, and stood up, with her silver nightgown fluttering, she brought He Quanming to the kitchen.

"The ingredients in the refrigerator have just been added recently, and it's pretty complete...the rice and seasonings are here, and this is the ignition switch..."

As if he had gained insight into Akira Izumi's intention to make dinner, Rafael introduced his kitchen furnishings in detail, and even took out a brand new apron from the cabinet and handed it to Akira Izumi.

"Give this apron to classmate Ming, and treat it as the price of this meal~" Raphael blinked playfully, and smiled lightly.

He Quanming was stunned for a while, and after thinking for a while, he reached out to take the apron and put it on his body.

"Then I will be disrespectful! Next, I will make omelet rice that is so delicious that you will swallow your tongue!" Stretched out a thumb, flashed a smile, and Quanming proudly walked towards the gas stove, and began to get familiar with it. equipment.

Staring at He Quanming's busy back, Rafael's face was rosy and he was a little excited.

"Omelet rice... I'm really looking forward to it~"

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