Love Comes After Learning

"Sanjiu, after I go upstairs, I will start teaching Guqiao, and I can't take care of you for the time being. You can do your own thing, play with your mobile phone or go downstairs to watch TV, as long as you don't disturb me Come to my teaching."

His tone was flat, but with an irresistible majesty, just like a teacher announcing the class rules on the podium, there is no doubt about it.

"understood."

Sanjiu nodded obediently, chewed the food in small bites, and her expression returned to calm.

Asada said nonchalantly.

"I also have a lot of books about the history of the Warring States period and biographies of people here. If you want to read it, let me know and I will find it for you."

Her eyes suddenly brightened a little, and she nodded and smiled at him.

"Ok!"

Guqiao stopped his chopsticks and asked curiously.

"Sanjiu, do you like the history of the Warring States Period?"

Sanjiu glanced at her, and she didn't know whether it was because she didn't want to admit defeat in front of the "rival in love", or because she didn't care about the secret anymore, so she admitted it naturally.

"Japanese Sengoku, I like it very much."

Originally, he had a calm attitude, but when Guqiao Wennai said the next sentence, his expression suddenly changed.

"I like it too! For male characters, I like Uesugi Kenshin, and for female characters, I like Tachibana Chiyo."

The chopsticks snapped, as if a star was shining from her eyes. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the ancient bridge. Her usual quiet tone suddenly became a little higher, and her whole body became active in an instant.

"Kannon of white porcelain! Tachibana among Tachibana! I also started to like Tachibana Chiyo recently!"

At first, she was a little surprised by her extremely contrasting performance, but Wen Nai then responded with a smile.

"Beautiful and noble, strong and intelligent, even Hideyoshi calls her 'a great husband among women'."

Sanjiu nodded vigorously: "Well, a representative figure among the female warriors of the Warring States Period! I have her in the game I played recently, but it always feels a little different from the official history..."

"Hey~ what game, I hope it won't be overly adapted..."

Introduced by the figures of the Warring States Period in Japan, the two chatted cheerfully as if there was no one else present.

On the other side of the dining table, Shinichi Asada, who was ignored like this, filled a bowl of soup with a relaxed expression, and sipped it with his eyes closed.

Hearing the sound of Yingying and swallows echoing in his ears, he quietly opened one eye, looking at the harmonious atmosphere of the two beautiful girls chatting, he showed a smile that was clear.

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The lunch hour ended in perfect harmony.

When Asada put down the bowls and chopsticks with a contented expression, Fumino Furuhashi stood up and cleaned up the messy cups and plates neatly.

The black hair was scattered on the side, and a natural smile appeared on the slightly drooping face. At first glance, the virtuous and soft appearance was like a newlywed wife, which made people's heart flutter slightly.

Asada wanted to help, but she gave him an angry look, saying that there is still work to do later, and she asked him to take a good rest first.

Ignoring Asada who was speechless, after the angry lesson, she hummed softly and brought the dishes to the kitchen.

Then I couldn't help being taken aback.

There, Sanjiu had already put on the apron that was originally hanging on the wall, and smiled faintly at Fumina who was walking towards her.

"Give it to me, I'll do it.

Wen Nai came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head.

"Let me come, Sanjiu can go to rest."

"Wen Naicai, are you thirsty after talking so much just now?"

Sanjiu turned around, turned on the faucet, flushed the water, and wiped the dishwashing detergent on the sponge.

"Just give me the dishes. There should be drinks in the refrigerator. Go ask Shinichi."

Wen Nai was holding the bowl and plate, standing still, still smiling gently.

"No, there seems to be tea in the cupboard...so let me wash it."

"Wen Nai has already collected the table, I'm embarrassed to do nothing, let me do it."

"Then can I ask you to make tea for us? Then Asada-kun will be very happy."

"Does Wen Nai want to drink tea? Then wait a moment, and I will make it for you after I finish washing the things."

"You're welcome, let me wash it, and leave the tea making to me. To tell you the truth, I'm actually quite confident in my tea making skills."

"..."

After a pause, Sanjiu squeezed the sponge, and slowly turned to look at Wen Nai.

Youlan's eyes seemed to have dimmed a little, but her tone was still soft.

"It's okay, I'll just come, don't you want to study? Go upstairs first, I'll bring tea up later."

Wen Nai looked back at her gradually cooling eyes without flinching, and said loudly with a smile on his face.

"The visitor is a guest, why would you have the nerve to ask you to do such a trivial matter? I'll just do it!"

"..."

The smiles of the two disappeared together, and the atmosphere suddenly chilled.

Just like the work of washing dishes can determine the throne of the mistress of the Asada family, they stared at each other without letting anyone else, sparks collided between the eyes, the words were smoky, and the air in the kitchen It was condensed and heavy like a battlefield, as if the pots, pans, kitchen knives and spoons were trembling slightly because of this.

"I'll be fine."

"I'll be fine!"

Anxious stalemate, polite confrontation.

Suddenly, they all looked at Shinichi Asada who was opening the cupboard in the living room and taking out the tea pot and cup, and asked in unison.

"Asada-kun/Shinichi, you decide!"

"Who is better to wash your bowl?"

Asada answered with a vibrating voice without raising her head.

"dishwasher!"

"..."

There was an awkward silence for a moment.

The dishwasher next to the sink seemed to be silently laughing at their gaffe, their faces blushed, and they didn't dare to look at each other.

Sanjiu rinsed the dishes briefly, and Wen Nai put them in the dishwasher. They finished their cooperation in silence, and quickly walked out of the kitchen as if fleeing.

The idea of ​​making tea came up again, but this time before they could fight for it, Asada picked up the tea tray, on which there were already three cups of steaming green tea.

Without looking at their disappointed expressions, he walked upstairs as if nothing had happened.

"Let's go, let's start studying."

Stepping on the wooden steps, Asada lowered his eyes, his eyes were calm and firm.

——Is there still a Shura Field?

But that's okay, since it's inevitable, I'll just adapt.

What are you fighting for? Study hard and read books obediently!

In just one afternoon, I don't believe you can make any waves...

Chapter 18 How many people will come to his room in the end...

Generally speaking, if you bring a girl of the same age who you have a good relationship with, or even quite ambiguous, into your room, a normal adolescent boy must have a heart beating wildly, cranky thoughts, and it is difficult to be cold.

However, Asada will not.

Because of him, take two at a time.

After bringing the two girls into his room, Asada put the tea on the low table on the ground, and said to Sanjiu who was looking around curiously.

"Just sit anywhere."

After finishing speaking, he and Fumino Furuhashi sat on the ground just like the previous three-person study meeting, and took out study tools, various handouts, and textbooks.

Sanjiu nodded silently, seeing that they turned their attention away from him and began to discuss matters related to study, he leaned his bag against the corner of the wall and sat on the ground beside him.

For some reason, she is wearing the uniform of another school today—it seems to be the black sailor uniform named "Widowmaker Girls High School". When the beige sweater is taken off, the thin top is stretched out. The round and straight arc, the short skirt ten centimeters above the knee reveals the slender and round thighs, which looks quite seductive in uniform.

The point is, she wears black silk.

The stockings, which reveal a fair complexion, perfectly wrap the curves, and the slender but plump legs are put together like a pair of black sandalwood chopsticks; the round and lovely toes curl up and open from time to time, affecting the black silk fibers. Thin, silky and delicate materials bring a visual feast that is mind-blowing.

She hugged her knees like this, the short skirt slipped to the ground, the absolute dark black area unfolded unsuspectingly close to the boy, it seemed that as long as she moved her eyes a little, she could see the white cloth covered in black...

Of course, because Wen Nai was smiling and staring at him right in front of him, Asada didn't even dare to look away out of the corner of his eyes, his expression was calm and rigorous, and he concentrated on explaining today's study plan.

"..."

Sanjiu sat on the floor in a daze for a while, looked left and right, the clean, warm and bright room was pleasing to the eye, and the books stacked around did not feel cluttered, and the faint smell of paper pages mixed with the familiar smell of peace of mind , let her involuntarily relax from the moment she stepped into the room.

(Here... is Shinichi's room.)

After accurately realizing this fact, his face became hot, and his heartbeat speeded up faintly.

She glanced at the two over there with some guilt, she moved her body quietly, rubbed her buttocks on the floor soundlessly, and rubbed against Asada's bedside.

Swallowing saliva nervously, his breathing suddenly became short of breath.

She bit her lip to prevent the sound of her hot breathing from being too obvious. With a red face on her face, she bent down like a thief, and her eyes slowly looked towards the bottom of the bed...

"Give it up, I don't hide anything strange under my bed. Besides, no one will buy a physical book now, your information...

Wait, I think I said that? "

"ah!"

Like a frightened rabbit, Sanjiu quickly raised her head, moved her body away from his bed in a panic, leaned against the corner and buried her head like an ostrich, only a piece of blood-red ears were exposed, and her cute toes were all clenched together in shame. group.

"Ah ha ha……"

Hearing what he said, Wen Nai was also ashamed, remembering that he was equally curious to see if he had hidden a little yellow book under his bed, so he couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face.

However, the development... or treatment of the two of them is quite different.

Fumino Furuhashi still remembers that when she accidentally bumped into the bed in a panic, Asada-kun, who seemed to be in a daze, took his head over and rubbed the painful part with a very gentle way, expressing that feeling frankly. A warm heartfelt care...