My Girlfriend is Yingriri

"Ah."

Hashima Kiyosuke carried the ingredients and walked into the entrance.

Kasumigaoka Shiwa held her hair with one hand, bent down and squatted down, took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, put them in front of Kiyosuke Hashima, and said, "Junior-kun, you can wear these slippers."

Kiyosuke Hashima looked down at the gray-blue slippers in front of him.

To be precise, this is a pair of men's slippers.

In the home of a girl living alone, a pair of men's slippers suddenly appeared...

"Ah, that's right, they are men's slippers." The senior sister said with a half-smile, "I bought slippers for a middle-aged uncle in his forties."

Senior sister, you are enough, don't describe your father as a middle-aged uncle in his forties, it is easy to be misunderstood!

The only middle-aged man who can freely enter and leave the senior sister's residence, and is often replaced with slippers, is the father.

Kiyosuke Hashima put on his slippers, walked into the living room, put down the things in his hands, then looked at the senior sister, and said, "Where did you see the mouse?"

Hearing the word "mouse," the senior sister turned pale, bit her pink lips, and said, "It's in the living room."

"After returning home from school in the afternoon, I sat on the sofa and was about to take a rest when I suddenly saw a black... mouse running past the desk."

Kiyosuke Hashima asked, "Where did you go?"

"I didn't see clearly." The senior sister turned her pretty face away, "Don't ask me."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the mouse, not an adjective, but really jumped on the sofa, and had no time to pay attention to the whereabouts of the mouse under the fear.

Hajima Kiyosuke pondered: "Rats usually appear in kitchens, corners and other places. People are afraid of rats, but in fact rats are even more afraid of people. I'll check all the corners later."

"Please, junior." Senior sister's eyes flickered, "Let's let Fat Orange out first."

"Ah."

Kiyosuke Hashima sat on the sofa and unzipped the cat bag. The little orange cat poked its head out, its ears pricked up, and its round eyes opened to the left.

"Fat Orange." The senior sister stretched out her right hand, ready to smooth her hair, and her voice was rare and gentle, "Come out and play."

"Meow."

Fat Ju shrank his little head, avoided the hand of the senior sister, and hid back in the cat bag.

"..."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu slightly moved the corner of her lower lip, and suddenly felt that her expectations were about to fail.

Such a cowardly fat orange should be chased and beaten by mice, right?

Chapter 426

"Fat Ju doesn't seem to recognize me?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu withdrew her right hand, slightly disappointed.

Kiyosuke Hashima stretched out his hand and scratched Fat Tachibana's chin, and said, "It should be because I haven't seen her for a long time, and suddenly changed the environment. I'm afraid of strangers, and I'm not usually so timid."

The cat's memory is actually not bad, but after all, it is a kitten that has not fully grown up, and the senior sister has only met "strange passers-by" twice. I remember it very clearly.

"It's only been a month since I saw you. Last time I fed Fat Tachibana and ate dried fish." The senior sister folded her hands on her chest, talking about Fat Tachibana, but looked at Hajima Kiyosuke, "Men really are Anyone who comes will not refuse, eat the big pig's trotters that are wiped clean and turned away."

Kiyosuke Hashima said with disgust, "You're wrong."

"Where is wrong?"

"Fat Ju is a female cat."

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu: "..."

The senior sister subconsciously looked down at Fat Ju. There was nothing under the tail. There were indeed no signs unique to male cats. It was indeed a female cat.

"The living room is a little messy."

On the table are apples, oranges, pocky chocolate bars, panda water cups, two pencils, a red Sony laptop, several light novels with beautiful covers, comic books, keys, unfinished black tea drinks, etc. , not tidied up at all.

As a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, Kiyosuke Hashima expressed some discomfort seeing such a table.

"Well, only in the most suitable working environment can we have the highest work efficiency." The senior sister's complexion remained unchanged, let alone shame, she didn't even blush, "In my heart, the desk is actually neat and tidy."

No matter how high-sounding and preposterous you are, you can't conceal the essence of laziness. It's obvious that you are too lazy to clean it!

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu tilted her head, and continued: "Besides, it's just that the table is a little messy, and other places are cleaned frequently."

Kiyosuke Hashima didn't speak, and turned to look at the tiger pillow beside him, a small piece of black stockings was exposed from under the pillow.

Reaching out to take out the stockings, Kiyosuke Hashima said expressionlessly:

"what is this?"

The senior sister blinked her eyes: "Hmm... Fiber products that protect your legs from sunscreen and sweat?"

Kiyosuke Hashima said, "Why are the stockings here?"

This kind of thing should be stored in a wardrobe or a drawer, and it is easy to have supernatural events if you throw it on the sofa!

It didn't take long for one of the stockings to disappear mysteriously without making a sound. No one knew where it went. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a supernatural event.

"The stockings were taken off after school in the afternoon, and I haven't had time to wash them yet." The senior sister supported her chin with one hand, "If you like it, you can use it."

Kiyosuke Hashima glanced at the senior, and calmly said, "It's unhygienic, it can't be used."

"whispering sound."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu gritted his teeth lightly, wanting to bite again.

What is unhygienic?

Do you know that on some websites, the value of female high school students wearing stockings is ten times that of not wearing stockings?

"I'm going to make dinner." Kiyosuke Hashima saw a small piece of black silk fabric under the pillow, thought it was another stocking, and said while reaching for it, "You wash the clothes that need to be washed, and tidy up the table... ..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kiyosuke Hashima suddenly felt that something was wrong with the silk fabric in his hand.

The stockings just now were as light and thin as a cicada's wings, but now the silk fabric in his hand is also delicate and smooth, but it has more texture and thickness.

"what?"

Kiyosuke Hashima subconsciously unfolded the black silk fabric in his hand, and under the bright light, the silk fabric actually showed a triangular shape.

"It's not Fatty..." Kiyosuke Hashima couldn't help complaining in his heart, "What else could it be!"

It’s still black lace, which is sexy and fat. It’s not suitable for high school students to wear it. If one day you accidentally lose your light and be seen by others, Toyosaki’s Kaolin no Hana will become a "colorful Kasumi no Chi" Qiu" Ah!

"..."

The air is quiet.

After a brief silence.

The senior sister raised her hand and pinned a strand of blue hair behind her ear, and said in a nonchalant tone: "Have you seen enough, junior? Can you give it back to me?"

He didn't sound flustered at all when he spoke, but it's a pity that Kiyosuke Hashima could see clearly, there was a little blush floating around the senior sister's ears, and she was quietly smudged the whole cheek.

Blushing because of a triangular piece of cotton fabric, senior sister, your integrity value is not as low as you imagined, and you still retain an unknown innocent side, really gratifying!

"I'm going to make dinner."

Kiyosuke Hashima silently put down the panji in his hand, got up and walked towards the kitchen, there was no need to say anything more, after coming out later, senior sister will definitely clean up the living room.

……

Watching Kiyosuke Hajima walk into the kitchen, the senior sister bit her lower lip, stood up and began to tidy up the house. One cannot fall twice in the same place, and similar embarrassing things will never happen again.

As for the flirty lace piece, it was actually not bought by the senior sister, but a gift from the editor Machida Sonoko. As the editor directly under the teacher Xia Shizi, the two of them have a good personal relationship-mainly because every deadline , Sonoko Machida would come over to urge manuscripts, and as he walked, he would naturally become familiar with them.

It's a pity that there is no way to explain it, and Machida Sonoko can't be brought over to testify, so the explanation would seem guilty and prevarication.

"It's just a fat dog..."

"do not worry about it."

"A truly strong person must have a strong heart to match. The first step is to have a thick skin. Let alone being seen as fat, even if you go out in a vacuum and are discovered by others, you have to smile."

"..."

Of course, Kiyosuke Hashima didn't know that senior had advanced further in thick black studies, and even realized the realm of "vacuum travel". He found a scarf from the cupboard, tied it on, and began to prepare dinner.

Not long after, the little orange cat ran in from the living room screaming 'Meow Meow', and rubbed against Kiyosuke Hashima's feet, obviously still afraid of strangers.

The sound of the washing machine spinning quickly sounded.

The senior sister stepped into the kitchen, her face has returned to normal: "Mr. Junior, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Only responsible for eating" is of course just talking about it, after all, I am the master, and the senior sister can't be so thick and shameless.

Kiyosuke Hashima glanced at the senior and said, "Clean these ingredients."

Senior sister can only be counted on to help with such trivial things as washing vegetables, and Kiyosuke Hashima is worried about other things.

The senior sister came over angrily: "Your junior is questioning my cooking skills?"

Kiyosuke Hashima said expressionlessly, "Then you come to make dinner?"

Senior sister turned her face away, "I'm sorry, I have the disease of 'you will faint when you smell the oil fume'."

Kiyosuke Hashima complained: "Put on a gas mask and you'll be fine."

"..."

……

Chapter 427 Live Teaching

Seven o'clock in the evening.

It was completely dark outside.

"Phew, it's so sour..."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu cleaned the living room, turned around and sat on the sofa, and exhaled lightly.