My Girlfriend is Yingriri

Can be admitted to the University of Tokyo, naturally will not choose other schools.

It doesn't matter if you don't go to a university in the future, the important thing is to become better. Those who go to other schools for girls will often regret it in the end.

"That's true." The senior sister heard the words, her face didn't change, she obviously expected it, she closed one eye, and said lazily, "It's a pity, I still plan to try what it's like to live together in college. Here's the chance."

Hey, don't say that easily!Going to college is for self-improvement, not for cohabitation!

Hajima Kiyosuke couldn't help complaining:

"Only timid and cowardly women with sharp mouths."

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's eyes dropped, the shadow of bangs covered his eyes, and he let out a terrible laugh like a visitor from hell, "Your junior, dare to say, it's time for you to see the scenery of hell."

Kiyosuke Hashima held the right hand that the senior was stretching out to pinch someone, turned his head to look, and said seriously: "No matter which university you go to in the future, senior will always be senior."

"..."

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's body trembled slightly, turned his head to look into the distance, and said in a nonchalant tone, "I can only give ten points for such cheap and low-level love talk."

If you only have ten points, why are you blushing suddenly?

Sure enough, after cutting open the skin of the black belly and the car-loving fruit, inside is a gentle and innocent senior.

"We're going to the hospital this weekend..."

"Where are you going?" The senior sister's pretty face froze, and she quickly withdrew her hand, "We'll talk about it after the spring break."

It's time for school.

The graduation ceremony of the third grade needs to be prepared. As the trump card of the art department, Ying Lili is naturally busy.

Kiyosuke Hashima, a member of the "Returning Home Club" who did not participate in the club, naturally chose to go home.

Walking downstairs, a gust of cool wind blew by, Kiyosuke Hashima suddenly saw a piece of paper being blown by the wind, subconsciously bent down to pick it up.

"Sorry... eh, Hashima-kun?"

The ethereal and calm familiar voice drifted into my ears along the wind.

Kiyosuke Hashima raised his head to look at the straight black girl who was speaking, and couldn't help laughing: "I picked it up again."

"Ah, Hashima-kun picked it up again."

Four eyes facing each other.

Kato Megumi raised his hand to hold the hair that was blown by the wind by his ears, and the corners of his lips slightly raised.

The first real intersection between the two was in April last year, when they picked up a volunteer form under a tree.

Kiyosuke Hashima glanced at the blank volunteer form and asked:

"Which university are you going to go to?"

"I haven't thought it through yet." Megumi Kato shook his head lightly, "It's better to say that it's too fast. I feel like I've become an examinee in the blink of an eye, and I have to worry about choosing a higher education."

Side by side, the two walked out of the school together.

"Where's Hashima-kun?"

Kato looked up.

"I want to try to get into Dongda University."

Kiyosuke Hashima told the truth that there was nothing to hide about this kind of thing.

Kato pursed his pink lips lightly: "Kaoto Ohashima-kun will have a hard time this year."

"There is nothing easy in the world that can be obtained for nothing." Kiyosuke Hashima looked at Megumi Kato, "And it's not that hard."

Want to be in the Celestial Dynasty, the third party of the high school ends at [-]:[-] in the afternoon, there is no early self-study, no evening self-study?

Do not make jokes!

The third year of high school in the Celestial Dynasty is "as long as you don't die, learn from the dead." Comparing the two, the Japanese high school party is super easy.

In the blink of an eye, two days have passed.

On the way to school.

"Senior." Xiaobu said in a crisp voice, "I heard that you have started to fill in your voluntary schools. Which university do you want to go to in the future?"

When Ebina heard this question, she immediately pricked up her ears.

When Kiyosuke Hashima said the choice, Ebina immediately froze.

"Dongda..."

With her grades, it is basically impossible for her to be admitted to Dongda University, so during college, it is estimated that she will not be able to continue studying in the same school with Kiyosuke Hashima, nor will she be able to go to school together.

Seeing that Ebina was depressed, Xiao Bu hurriedly changed the subject:

"Hey, senior, I heard that someone wrote on the application form that they want to be a housewife in the future, is it true?"

Hearing this, Kiyosuke Hashima couldn't help but glance at Ebina.

The red-haired cowardly girl blushed, and hurriedly looked down at her toes.

"Home, housewife..."

Ebina suddenly remembered that last summer, on the way back from her part-time job, she encountered someone conducting a questionnaire survey on the street. Her answer seemed to be that she wanted to be a housewife in the future.

"There are indeed a few couples who get married after graduating from high school, so it's no problem to be a housewife." Kiyosuke Hashima looked at Xiaobu, "Everyone has their own choice, even the dry girl who stays at home all day in the future. It doesn't matter."

"What, what!" Xiao Buqiao blushed slightly, taking advantage of Ebina's inattention, and quickly puffed up her cheeks, "It's too much to say that I'm a dry girl!"

"..."

Time passed day by day like this, January was fleeting, and soon entered February.

Senior's graduation ceremony.officially arrived.

Chapter 1043 The high school career that will eventually end

seven in the morning.

Under the action of the biological clock, Hashima Kiyosuke opened his eyes on time, stretched out his hand to remove the arm across his chest, got up and got out of bed.

Open the curtains, open the windows, and a refreshing morning breeze blows in front of you.

It's already February. Although the morning is still a bit chilly, spring is not far away. Looking far away, there is faint greenery growing on the cherry blossom trees at the corner of the street.

Kiyosuke Hashima breathed out lightly, turned and left the bedroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth, made a simple fried rice, and then returned to the bedside: "Sister, get up and eat breakfast."

"Hmm..." Senior sister opened her eyes in a daze, turned over and continued to sleep, "I'm so sleepy, I can't get up."

Kiyosuke Hashima had a headache and said:

"Don't play with your phone before going to bed."

Senior sister's black hair covered her cheeks, she looked messy and beautiful, and her voice was lazy and charming: "It is obvious that the younger generation has been tormenting me last night, saying no, and still refusing to stop, from the living room to the kitchen, and from the From the kitchen to the bathroom and finally to the bedroom... and now I can't move a finger."

You are not talking about people, but machines!The average time for normal men is five minutes. Those who don't move for half an hour or one hour are all bragging!

"That's why." Kiyosuke Hashima held his eyebrows and couldn't help complaining, "Which world are you talking about?"

"Well, it's the dream world numbered 404. The younger generation is getting more and more obscene in the dream. Even I can't be satisfied."

"Get up quickly." Kiyosuke Hashima urged with a blank expression, "Today is the graduation ceremony, and you have to go up and speak."

"So complicated……"

The senior sister finally didn't continue to act coquettishly and stay in bed. It's fine in normal times. There is only one graduation ceremony. As a student representative of the third grade, naturally she can't be absent.

A snow-white slender, plump and round beautiful leg stretched out from the quilt, the toes were slightly arched in the air, under the sunlight, the skin was so delicate that many light blue blood vessels could be clearly seen.

"Junior~" Senior's voice was sweet and sweet, "Help me put on stockings."

Hashima Kiyosuke said speechlessly:

"You're obviously wearing pantyhose, where did you get the stockings?"

"It's almost the same." The senior sister rubbed her toes lightly in the air, "Hurry up, the air is so cold."

Kiyosuke Hashima had no choice but to reach out and take the pantyhose next to him. These pantyhose are worn in the same way as ordinary stockings. They are rolled up first, and then rolled up to the end, but the senior cannot get up and can't put them on completely.

Kiyosuke Hashima stretched out his hand to hold the jade feet of the senior sister, only to feel that the hand feels delicate and silky, warm and soft, making it hard to put it down.

Fortunately, this kind of temptation could no longer shake Kiyosuke Hashima's mind, and easily overcome the desire to play in his heart, Kiyosuke Hashima quickly put on a pair of pantyhose for the senior, and said: "Get up quickly, and wear the rest by yourself. "

Only then did the senior sister sit up reluctantly, regardless of the looming scenery in front of her chest, she slowly stretched out a finger, hooked the corner of the pantyhose, and gently pulled it up.

Kiyosuke Hashima looked down, unable to look away for a while.

"Tsk~" Senior sister closed one eye, "For the sake of satisfaction last night, I can allow you to lick it."

Kiyosuke Hashima slightly raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to hold the senior's other foot.

The senior sister who had a lazy expression just now, and deliberately made troubles changed her pretty face, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Your junior, I was wrong."

"It's too late."

The simple technique of scratching the soles of the feet had an unexpected effect, and directly subdued the senior sister who likes to make trouble.

After breakfast, Kiyosuke Hashima went out with his senior sister.

Walking downstairs to the apartment, a red-haired weakling is looking forward to it.

"Xia, Kasumi Hill-senpai?!"

Seeing the black and straight girl walking out of the apartment, Ebina subconsciously shouted.

Although he is afraid of Takumi's material, Ebina is even more afraid of senior sister. There is no other reason, just like two completely different creatures on the food chain. As long as senior sister squints her eyes, Ebina will tremble in her heart.

If it weren't for Kiyosuke Hashima, the two of them probably wouldn't have had any intersection in their lives.

"Eina, good morning."

The senior sister took the initiative to say hello.

"Morning, good morning."

Ebina was flattered and hurriedly bowed in return.