Love Comes After Learning

She snorted, tapped Asada's chest lightly with her small fist, and muttered a little cutely.

"Don't take what I said as deliberately tempting you, it's not Yihua and the others..."

"Don't worry, this is neither the first nor the last confession." Asada took off her earphones and brushed her thick long hair away with one hand, revealing the girl's delicate and lovely face.

He smiled and said, "If you want to hear it, I can tell you something different every day."

"After marriage?" Sanjiu blinked.

"of course."

"And after giving birth?"

"There's no need to change, is there?"

"Going back to your mother's house when you're angry?"

"Well, I'll do my best not to let that happen."

"Is it the same when we become old ladies and grandfathers?"

"Yes." Asada pecked at her slightly opened mouth, and smiled confidently.

"It's easy for me to confess to you for a lifetime."

"..."

Sanjiu stared at him, nodded silently, then leaned on his chest with peace of mind, listening to his heartbeat that was slightly faster than usual.

This heart is because of her, and this agreement is also because of her.

The unprecedented satisfaction makes the atrium feel warm and filled.

Sanjiu couldn't help the smile on the corner of her mouth, and she couldn't suppress the bubbles of happiness constantly surging from the bottom of her heart; in order to vent that joy, she unconsciously rubbed her face against his clothes, humming like a song:

"Shinichi, I like it. Shinichi, I like it. Shinichi, I like it..."

"I know."

Asada Shinichi tightened his arms, with a doting helpless smile on his face.

It's really easy for a girl to hit the softest part of a man's heart when she acts coquettishly.

The two hugged each other, holding each other's breath on the chair.

Suddenly, Sanjiu seemed to have thought of something, buried her head on his chest, and spoke in a low voice.

"Shinichi, I heard that after dating, both men and women will..."

It had nothing to do with shyness, and she couldn't say that kind of thing clearly, so Sanjiu mumbled a few times, and the roots of her ears gradually turned rosy.

Asada was slightly taken aback, and didn't feel embarrassed, just smiled frankly.

"Of course I will. Although I can't write it clearly, it is natural to want to go further with the other party when the love is strong."

"There is a problem with people who are prejudiced against this, or even despise and dislike it... As long as it does not hinder the weather, and is not blatant, men and women can naturally flirt with each other to their heart's content. This is also the instinct of human reproduction. In short, it is right way."

What he said was a matter of course and righteous, Sanjiu pursed her lips and thought for a while, then nodded slowly.

"It makes sense."

It's not that she's mindlessly agreeing with Asada.

Today, Sanjiu is no longer the dull, stupid, gloomy girl who is only interested in history.

She learned a lot from Asada and grew up with everyone's help - a new world opened up before her eyes, and she was ready to touch it.

...After all, if you want to be by his side forever, how can you not make yourself stronger?

For Sanjiu, love is the driving force behind learning.

"Although we haven't dated yet, we are already scheduled to get married, right?"

Sanjiu raised her head, looked at him seriously and asked.

For other high school boys, the question might be too burdensome.

But Shinichi Asada didn't hesitate.

"Yes." He replied flatly, "I can't let you go, just like a novel won't change the cover."

"Ok, I know."

Sanjiu smiled lightly, the corners of her mouth were a little sweet.

This is the one she likes.Even if you are fickle, the feeling is still sincere and intoxicating.

"Then, do you want to...?"

She didn't say what she wanted.

It may be that you want to run, you may want to drink tea, or you may want to climb up to the sky and stand side by side with the sun.

Sanjiu didn't make any hints, nor did she intend to seduce anyone. The light of the righteous way shines on the earth, and my heart and actions are all bright.

Asada, who was connected with her, could understand what she meant. This meaning did not contain pornographic information, but somehow knew what she wanted to ask, and also confirmed his answer somehow.

This is a way of communication that only the two of them can understand. Even if other people hear it, only people with dirty hearts will misunderstand it, just like a person wearing yellow glasses sees only yellow.

Asada smiled helplessly.

"Yes, but not now."

Regardless of whether the scene is right or not, in order to avoid being misunderstood by others, he did not carry an umbrella with him.

Sanjiu seemed to understand his concerns, hesitated for a while, and whispered softly.

"If I can...so-so-so-so."

Asada widened her eyes slightly in surprise, and looked at her worriedly.

"Can you?"

"Probably... yes." Sanjiu tilted her head uncertainly.

"Sometimes that kind of manga appears in Yihua's room. Yotsuba would peek at it when she was helping to clean it. After I found out, we read it together."

She spoke lightly about the daily life of the quintuplets, which made the corners of the mouth twitch.

"I strongly suspect that Ikka bought it on purpose to damage Clover."

"...We won't discuss this point." Asada wiped off his sweat, "Of course I can't refuse if you want... But this is the first time I've done this kind of thing, and it's still in the student union room. Something's wrong."

"Just don't get caught."

She became tough in a rare way, even though her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were firm with determination.

Of course, I will not tell you what I did next.

I didn't write anything, and if that's a hint, all I can say is that they were just massaging the shoulders, and nothing below the shoulders was shown at all.

Praise the Light of Harmony.

Chapter 57 Sanjiu, come on!

That night, the Nakano family.

Er Nai changed into her pajamas and went downstairs.

She suddenly thought of something, and looked suspiciously at Sanjiu who was still playing with her mobile phone in the corner of the sofa.

"By the way, Sanjiu, why did you come home so late today? Didn't you leave first because you had nothing to do in class?"

Sanjiu paused slightly, and said nonchalantly: "I went to the student union, there are so many today, I helped Shinichi get it late."

"That's it." Er Nao didn't doubt it, and walked towards the kitchen, saying casually, "That guy is really serious, if there are many things to do, call us over, the number of people in the class is several times larger than that of the student union."

"He doesn't want to bother so many people, after all, you have your own things to do." Sanjiu lowered her head, trying not to let herself think wildly, and maintained a steady state of mind.

Not long after, Er Nai walked out of the kitchen, holding a cup of hot milk in his hand, and sat down beside San Jiu.

"Phew, I'm really exhausted...Although I like cooking very much, but if I entrust all the menu design to me, isn't that group of people going too far?"

"It means that the whole class trusts you."

Sanjiu answered lightly, as if she didn't pay attention to her words at all.

"Hmph, not happy at all."

Er Nai pouted, took a sip of hot milk and put it on the table, side by side with San Jiu's green tea.

She was not interested in continuing to chat, and took out her mobile phone and swipe it together, fully interpreting the era of technological indifference.

But someone was with me, even if he didn't pay attention to the other person, he could still feel the wonderful temperature different from the phone - that's why Er Nao sat here instead of going back to the room directly.

The empty living room is as quiet as the night outside, the fluorescent lamps gently sprinkle the corners, the air conditioner drives away the low temperature in December, and the family members around drive away the loneliness of being alone.

Holding her knee with one hand and scrolling the screen with the other, Nino, who was browsing Facebook, suddenly shook her head in amazement and sighed.

"The wooden stick can be stuffed into the mouth, so you are not afraid of being broken."

"?!"

Sanjiu trembled in shock and almost rolled off the sofa.

Nino was also taken aback, quickly paused the video of the magic show, and looked at her in surprise.

"What are you doing? The phone leaked?"

"...No, it's okay. I just saw a scary picture suddenly."

Sanjiu took a deep breath, brushed her long hair to prevent her from seeing her blushing face, and slowly returned to the sofa, continuing to look at the teaching manual in her mobile phone.

"Really?" Nino frowned and looked her up and down, "It's weird...forget it." After shrugging, he retracted his gaze, and returned his attention to the screen.

Not long after, Nino clicked his lips softly again, and commented somewhat resentfully:

"It looks as hard as an iron rod. How can anyone eat it! That woman is so pitiful."

"!?"

This time, Sanjiu tried her best to restrain herself from jumping on the spot, but the phone accidentally came out of her hand and rolled to the floor.

Hearing the sound of the landing, Nino looked away again, stopped the reality show where the actress tried to bite off the French bread, and stared at the slightly stiff Sanjiu with an expression of "you have a problem".

"What's the matter with you? Are you feeling unwell?"