My Daily Life with Gosara Ayase/my Sister Can't Be Ayase's Little Angel

He sat down on the sofa in the living room again, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, and was going to see what the current ranking was.

When opening the app, Ryunosuke glanced at the side again, Yukinoshita was sitting here just now

After three seconds of silence, he collected his emotions and looked at the newcomer rankings. It is now tenth, surpassing six books, not bad.

Unsurprisingly, his book should be popular, and Ryunosuke is very confident.

If the ranking is high, people will read it. If the quality of the book is good, people who read it will stay, and when they stay, there will be more subscriptions.

The more subscriptions, the more royalties.

Now that Ryunosuke thought about it, let's continue to code.

Saving manuscripts is only enough to support seven days, but I have to go to school after seven days, so I don't have so much free time.

So take advantage of the holiday now, type more words, and relax in the future.

Chapter 709 ?

On the evening of October [-]st, the autumn wind carried the restless feeling of the holiday.

Because of this, Ryunosuke, who was enjoying the coolness in the courtyard after dinner, slowly returned to the living room with a teacup.

National Day is not only happy for students, but also for adults who are under a lot of pressure. Nightclubs, bars, and night markets are all overcrowded.

It seems that I don't have any pressure at ordinary times. If I don't have pressure, I won't vent the pressure. If I can't blend in the noise, I will feel noisy and annoying.

Ayase, who was wearing a sea blue cotton thin dress in the living room, was sitting on the sofa dyeing her fingernails right now?

Ryunosuke walked to the side and watched TV. It was news at the moment, and it would be more than half an hour before the prime time TV series at [-] o'clock in the evening.

It is the TV set starring Hashimoto Kanna, which is a bit like I am the big brother.

Ryunosuke raised his butt and slowly put it on the sofa, because Ayase was painting his nails.

If you sit down suddenly, then hehe.

After Ryunosuke sat down, he looked at the water surface of the teacup without any waves.

He nodded in satisfaction, then took a sip of tea.

Listening to the news about the National Day military parade, Ryunosuke stared at Ayase's hand on the left with a teacup in his hand.

Very slender, very slender, very white, full of beauty and casual temptation.

Hand models, you can't compare to my Ayase, right?

Ryunosuke looked down at his fingers. They were not slender, but they were thick and powerful. That is to say, they had the beauty of strength.

Holding the teacup in both hands, he continued to watch Ayase paint red with concentration. It should be red.

Lipstick, nail polish and the like used by girls are divided in detail, which is the color number.

Ryunosuke looked at it for a moment, and then he was probably sure that it was wine red nail polish.

"What do you think?" Ayase finished painting the nails of her left hand, raised her right hand and shook it under the light.

The smiling Ayase was naturally in a good mood.

Ryunosuke pondered for a while, and decided to say something: "Ayase, you are beautiful without nail polish, and hand models are no match for you.

Now with this burgundy nail polish on, Eum's fingers look even fairer, very feminine, but "

Ryunosuke glanced at Ayase who was staring at him with big ice blue eyes: "It doesn't match the pure and lovely temperament of junior high school students."

"Oh." After hearing this, Ayase put her left hand in front of her eyes, carefully examining her wine-red nails.

After a while, Ryunosuke took two sips of cool jasmine tea before Ayase nodded suddenly.

"Yes, it's a bit too mature, I'll try another color."

After she finished speaking, she picked up the white cotton cloth on the tea table, poured some nail polish remover on the white cotton cloth, and then slowly wiped off the nail polish she just applied.

The burgundy nail polish melted immediately as if it had met its nemesis, and the white cotton cloth also turned red.

Ryunosuke asked curiously at this moment: "Ayase, you never wear nail polish, why do you want to do it today?"

"Well, it's nothing," Ayase said while removing the nail polish.

"It just so happened that Tong Nai gave me a box of fashionable nail polish in various colors yesterday. I just wanted to use it, and try the feeling of applying nail polish along the way."

Ryunosuke nodded, put down the already slightly cold tea, and looked at an open rectangular box on the coffee table.

There are nail polish bottles of various colors and only as big as a thumb. There are many colors, more than a dozen, right?

Ryunosuke suddenly chuckled: "Ayase, how about I paint it for you?"

"You?" Ayase glanced at him in surprise, and immediately understood what Ryunosuke was thinking.

But she didn't say it directly, but shook her head: "You haven't put on nail polish, so let me take my time."

At this time, Ayase had just finished removing the nail polish, and was about to pick another color to see.

Ryunosuke squeezed his right ear with his right hand, thought for a while and said, "Then let me try it too?"

The corner of Ayase's mouth twitched helplessly, and he took out a bottle of black nail polish and handed it to Ryunosuke: "Take it and play."

Ryunosuke took it in his hand, there was a strange feeling, so perfunctory