Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

"This one, or the one on your body, which one looks better?"

Looking at the pink corset in Sagiri's hand and the turquoise corset on her body, Xiaosan thought for a while.

"Don't you already have a lot? What are you buying these for?"

"I...I've gotten a little bigger too, those are too small to fit!"

Looking at Sagiri in front of him delicately, Xiaosan chuckled.

"what are you laughing at!"

"No."

"You obviously laughed! Are you laughing at me!"

She was obviously very angry and felt ashamed, but Sagiri's voice was indeed as calm as before. Although it was a little higher than usual, it didn't give off a strong sense of anger.

"No, it's just that it's great that Sagiri has grown up."

Looking at the smiling Xiaosan, Sagiri stared at Xiaosan bitterly, gritted her teeth, and bought both.

As for those other clothes, I also bought some, but I took a look at the clothes that Sagiri bought, and the shopping bags containing those clothes, I can't see clearly from the outside, but most of them are close-fitting clothes inside.

I don't know what Sagiri bought so much for.

"Even if it's a daily wash, isn't that much too much?"

"Ok?"

Sagiri looked up in confusion, glanced at Xiaosan, followed Xiaosan's gaze to the shopping bag, thought of Xiaosan's confusion, and explained it casually.

"Some of these are just for reference."

"refer to?"

"It's just for drawing reference, and some of them are chosen for my mother."

"Huh? For Sayi?"

"Humph!"

Hearing Xiaosan's intimate address to her mother, Sagiri couldn't help feeling a bit of dissatisfaction, and turned her head away after a muffled snort.

The two wandered the streets for a long time. Apart from buying clothes, they also went to some other places, bought some daily necessities that Sagiri lacked, and bought some desserts. The two returned home together.

Putting down his things, Xiaosan sat on the sofa, feeling almost tired. As for Sagiri, who didn't carry much, she looked at Xiaosan who was sitting on the sofa with a smile, and sat on him.

"Tired?"

"Not tired."

"Then why are you panting?"

"Why are you breathing?"

"Humph."

Looking at Xiaosan dissatisfied, Sagiri, straddling him, held Xiaosan's cheeks with both hands, and then moved closer, their eyes met each other.

"Why don't you come to see me recently?"

"......Because of work."

The eyes wanted to wander, but seeing Sagiri's eyes, Xiaosan seemed to understand something, and immediately looked at Sagiri calmly.

"Isn't it because of other women?"

"No."

blink.

"really?"

"real."

blink.

"Liar ghost!"

Sagiri let go of her hands, pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, got up from Xiaosan's body and left, leaving Xiaosan with his head up in embarrassment, looking at the ceiling.

Although it was true that he held back his eyes from wandering, he still couldn't help but want to blink.

Seeing Sagiri angrily holding her clothes and walking towards the room, closing the door with a 'bang', Xiaosan was a little helpless, then silently reached out and knocked on the door.

"I'm asleep!"

"Then I'm going back."

"Not allowed!"

"gone."

Snapped--

The door opened again.

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