My Girlfriend Hiratsuka Shizuo

After hearing these words, Shizuo Hiratsuka looked at Qiandao Mingxin again, and saw him looking at him softly. Even if he had never experienced it, he could feel the affection in his eyes. He had no superfluous thoughts, just pure love...

A happy smile appeared on the corner of Shizuo Hiratsuka's mouth, and he retorted softly, "You will talk big!"

Then he didn't dare to look at Qiandao Mingxin again, and began to look at other photos.

There are not many photos in the album, but they are excellent ones, starting from the first one, followed by photos of them going to the beach; photos of their first date at an amusement park; there is also a photo of the kendo championship, when Akira Qiandao When the heart is holding the championship trophy; the photo taken at the Tokyo Tower;

A group photo with the four of them with my uncle and aunt; then the sea of ​​flowers and the station; some time ago, there were also two in the summer camp... Finally, the photo of the Jade Dragon Banner, the general of Hikigu, their big group photo - Hikigu standing in the middle with the Jade Dragon Banner , Mizukawa wins gold medals on both sides, Qiandao Mingxin and Xiaojing stand behind Hikigu, surrounded by other people who went there that day.

Hiratsuka Jing looked at the photos one by one, and the smile on his face became more gentle and happy.

The most important photo is missing, which is the starry sky!But Hiratsuka Jing knows where the photo is, at the bedside of Qiandao Mingxin - as a single woman who has lived alone for many years, Xiaojing will do almost all housework, do laundry, mop the floor and wipe the table, and naturally often enter Qiandao Mingxin's room. .

Shizuo Hiratsuka is actually a very careful person, otherwise he would not be able to be a life instructor, and he usually does a lot of small things.

Since Hiratsuka Jing lived in Qiandaoya, Qiandao Mingxin's clothes have never been washed by herself, and sometimes Xiao Jing will change his sheets and quilt covers if he doesn't pay attention...

Although it is a small matter, it is often more annoying than a major event. Hiratsuka Shizuo did those housework, and Qiandao Mingxin felt that he was getting closer and closer to the road of eating soft rice.

Qiandao Mingxin looked at Xiao Jing, whose smile became more and more charming, licked her lower lip, lowered her head and continued to organize the photos - I couldn't look at it any more, if it wasn't noon but a better evening, if it wasn't for Xiaoying upstairs... ...he probably couldn't help but take out the gift to confess.

Just wait, there are only a few days left!

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In the evening, Xiaojing accompanied Xiaoying to go home to get a change of clothes, and then the three of them ate a large table of hearty meals around the table.

There is fish, the fish is squirrel mandarin fish; there is shrimp, the shrimp is expensive fried sakura shrimp; there is meat, the meat is beef stew with potato curry; there is juice, it is freshly squeezed orange juice...

Xiaoying was very happy to eat, and didn't stop until her little stomach couldn't eat it.

After eating, Hiratsuka Jing took Xiaoying to take a bath, Qiandao Mingxin washed the dishes and chopsticks, and then took a bamboo sword back to the room and sat cross-legged on the ground, with the bamboo sword on his lap, entering a state of meditation.

After some time, Xiao Jing's voice rang in his ears.

"Qiandao-kun, Qiandao-kun, wake up, it's time for you to take a bath..."

The fragrance of the shower gel entered his nose, Qiandao Mingxin opened his eyes and slowly exhaled.Xiao Jing appeared in front of her in pink bear pajamas.

She just came out of the bath, her hair was wet and she was holding it in a cotton handkerchief, revealing her seductive neck, which was pink after the bath. No makeup was applied on her face, which was less charming and purer than in the daytime. There were no buttons on the collar of her pajamas. Buckle, revealing the same delicate clavicle with a little pink...

Because Qiandao Mingxin sat cross-legged, Hiratsuka Jing leaned down to talk to him, and could see a touch of white greasy that could not be seen directly...

Qiandao Mingxin finally adjusted to the state of 'no waves' and almost shattered.

Shizuo Hiratsuka didn't realize that he was gone. Seeing Qiandao Mingxin open his eyes, he asked in confusion, "You still want to practice swords so late?"

"No, I just meditate for a while and sleep well later. Of course I don't have insomnia, I just want to sleep comfortably." Qiandao Mingxin gave a reasonable reason.

"Can Meditation Make Sleeping More Comfortable?"

Hiratsuka Jing has lived in Qiandaoya for so long, of course she knows Qiandao Mingxin has the habit of meditation, but in her eyes, meditation is to relax the spirit and make sword practice more spiritual and focused.

Qiandao Mingxin nodded and said, "Of course I can." But this is only the most basic little function of [Sword Meditation].

"Then you teach me tomorrow, I also often suffer from insomnia, mainly due to the confusion of the biological clock caused by the burning eyes."

Hearing that it can help sleep, Hiratsuka became interested in meditation.

"Ok."

"Alright, then I'll go back to sleep, and Xiaoying is still waiting for me."

"Well, let me blow dry your hair first." Qiandao Mingxin looked at Xiao Jing's wrapped hair and said, "Could it be that you still want Xiao Ying to blow your hair?"

After speaking, Qiandao Mingxin motioned Xiao Jing to sit on the side of the bed.

Xiaojing readily agreed and sat on the bed with a smile. She came here mainly to ask Qiandao Mingxin to take a bath, and secondly, she also wanted him to blow her hair, but she forgot for a while.

However, Qiandao Mingxin was able to take the initiative, and she was happier, as if she had eaten honey.

Qiandao Mingxin plugged in the hair dryer, brought a small mirror and placed it in front of Xiaojing, then untied Xiaojing's cotton robe, and her beautiful long hair spread out immediately.

Even if it's wet, it still can't stop the perfection of this black hair.

Qiandao Mingxin turned on the hairdryer, skillfully picked up a tuft of hair and blew it carefully. In the process, he seemed to be doing a beautiful thing, always with a faint smile.

Hiratsuka Shizuo put her hands on her thighs and looked around at this simple room, a desk, a wardrobe, a bed, a bedside table, two stools, this is all the decoration in the room, there is no carpet on the floor, and her room is like a 'painting' In contrast, here is a monotonous 'ink painting'.

Hiratsuka Jing came to this room many times and wanted to add some new furniture here, but it was all old stuff here. Adding new furniture would always feel weird, but after many times, I got used to it, thinking that this is Qiandao-kun’s The room is still interesting, and the meaning is different.

Huhuhu~

The whirring of the blowing plane merged with the quiet night, and the time seemed to slow down; although there was still a sound from the street outside the window, it was very weak, which made the word 'quiet' more clear. Definition.

Hiratsuka Shizuo looked at the small mirror, saw herself in the mirror, and also saw Qiandao-kun who was carefully blowing her hair behind her; she looked at the photo in the frame next to the small mirror, her eyes curved into moon buds, Fixed on top.

That's the photo 'Starry Sky'.

Under the stars, she and Qiandao-kun interlaced their fingers, standing on the grass at night, looking at each other; the breeze blew through the blades of grass, fireflies were flying around, their fingers interlocked[]

"Qiandao-kun." Hiratsuka said with a smile: "Let's find some time to see the grass under the real night sky."

Qiandao Mingxin subconsciously glanced at the night sky in the photo, froze for a moment, and said with a smile, "Okay."

……

Xiaojing went back to her room and went back to sleep with Xiaoying.

Qiandao Mingxin finished taking a shower, turned off the light, and continued to meditate on the bed with his knees crossed.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt the surrounding voices drop to a minimum. He opened his eyes in the darkness, put the bamboo sword aside, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

Put your right hand on the handle of the knife and gently pull it apart.

Zheng!

A strange purple light flashed.

Qiandao Mingxin stared at the blade, exhaled, and let out a soft voice: "Patch, start!"

The next moment, Qiandao Mingxin disappeared from the spot.

This time, he wants to kill Yagyu Jubei!

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ps: Mengxin asks for tickets! (What is this all about, emmm...)

Chapter 161 Take a day off! (Happy holiday)

Another new month and another free day off.

hereby!

The crumb author asks for a day off, takes a day off, and adjusts his status.

(It’s really an adjustment, and the quality of the recent update is getting worse and worse. And I also sorted out the fine outlines, and the fine outlines I set before have actually been written...)

There are some flaws in the front to be corrected.

The results of this book are actually quite good in many books, and they have not declined significantly, and they are still increasing when there are recommendations.

Thank you very much.

Today is the National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival. I wish everyone a happy holiday and a happy year.

(.?ω?.)ノ?

Sincerely,

salute!

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ps: Mengxin asks for tickets!

Chapter 162 Chapter [-] Beheading, Named [Rebirth] (Big Chapter)

The dilapidated ancient temple, the endless silent bamboo forest, and the inexplicable darkness at the end of the line of sight, as if countless demons were hiding in it.

The wind blew through the bamboo leaves, making a whirring sound.

A few dead leaves floated down gently, becoming one of the countless dead leaves on the ground.

Qiandao Mingxin was wearing a black kendo uniform, standing in the open space in front of the dilapidated ancient temple. The collapsed stone lantern was lying at his feet, and the bluestone slab was covered with fallen leaves, telling the desolation of today.

This scene is very familiar. It was here when I first came in. Here, Qiandao Mingxin doesn't remember how many times he died or how many enemies he killed...

The first long knife shattered here.

The scars are still in the palm of the hand, that's an honor!

But since the promotion, the venue has changed.

Compared with the cold and windy mountain top, the environment of the refreshing bamboo forest is obviously better.

only……

Why are you back?

Patch: [According to the patch calculation, Qiandao Mingxin can play better combat power in the bamboo forest, so it is adjusted back. If Qiandao Mingxin kills Yagyu Shibei this time, you can choose to practice "Kendo Master". ]

Qiandao Mingxin was silent for a while, smacking his lips and saying, "...Okay!"

Before, I was looking forward to practicing quickly, but after I got the news of 'practiceable', there was a momentary fear in my heart;

Once the practice starts, he cannot go out until he succeeds, which means that he may have to fight with several, dozens, or even hundreds of enemies like Sanada Nobuyuki. I don’t know how many times he will die. is really dying...

Dead or second, but if he really died, what would Xiaojing do?

Of course, such an idea is only for a moment!

He couldn't have a mental breakdown, and he couldn't have failed.