Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

It was as if nothing in the outside world mattered anymore.

If you can grow old like this...it must be a wonderful thing, right?

"Furutegawa..."

"what?"

"I like you."

"I, I, I, I am also happy..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Nen's small hands held his cheeks, closed his eyes, and raised his head slightly.

No need for words, the honest man subconsciously lowered his head.

Four lips meet.

Soft, with scent of scented tea and sweetness.

(A lot of words are omitted here...)

It is like a green orange that has just grown, and it is like a cup of fragrant tea, with a sweet aftertaste in the jerky, enough to last a lifetime.

After a long time, after the lips parted, her cheeks were flushed, and the drunken girl pushed the big strange hand away in front of her with a hand that didn't have much strength, and said hurriedly: "No, no!"

Furutegawa Shinmi took a deep breath, tapped the soles of his shoes with his toes, and braked in time.

"I, I'm a little over the top."

Sanriyue Qingkong's breathing calmed down, and she collapsed in his arms, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she twisted her body uncomfortably.

Kamito Furukawa held her down, Xiaoyi asked, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

"Something hit me."

"Oh? Let me see... oh, yes, yes..."

"What?" Sanriyue Qingkong raised his right hand and touched his back.

Furutegawa Kamimi held her down again, leaned slightly, exhaled softly, leaned into her ear, and whispered a few words.

"It's the hilt."

"Sword hilt?" The girl subconsciously glanced at the entrance, where the black sword bag was quietly leaning against the wall.

She remained silent, the temperature on her cheeks rose rapidly, and she struggled hastily, not even caring about the pain in her ankles, her tone was a little nervous and frightened: "Don't act recklessly."

"Sanriyue, no, Qingkong! Shall we date? Let me take care of your life from now on! And to tell you the truth, I can even earn enough money for the fourth child!"

Sanriyue Qingkong, who had just calmed down, was breathing a lot more quickly, his cheeks were flushed, his mind was blank, and he couldn't even think of where to complain for a while.

Quadruple?so much!

"Three-day moon..."

The clear sky on the third day was like a fish deprived of oxygen, took a deep breath, and said in a panic: "Don't tell me about the fourth child! Two or two years later! If we still like each other, we can date!"

"Huh? Two years?"

"It'll be over soon! Isn't it?"

"It is very fast, but why? We, have already..."

"Because it's so fast! There's always a sense of unease...we've only known each other for two weeks."

"...There is a saying that I don't know if you have heard it."

"what?"

"Telling you to take off your pants and fart—it's superfluous."

"..."

Chapter 120 Those Good Things (Abridged Version)

At Mikazuki's house in Kita District, Furutegawa Kamimi blew on his ankle that was just fixed with elastic bandages.

Sanriyue Qingkong put her legs back on the bed, propped herself up with her hands, curled her legs sideways, and frowned in pain.

Furutegawa Shinmi put the ice pack on the side, and glanced at the time: "Apply it for 10 minutes first, and then continue every half hour. The pain will be greatly relieved tomorrow."

"Will those three days be good?" Sanriyue Qingkong asked uncertainly.

Kotekawa shook his head, and said seriously: "You can't be careless about your ankle injury. It must be healed at some point, otherwise it will be bad if it leaves the root of the disease. Don't let the small things lose the big."

The girl bit her lip and said nothing.

Furutekawa moved the small round table to the bed, took a box of udon noodles, and put it in front of her: "Come on, let's eat first? Only when you are full can you recover faster."

"Thank you." Sanriyue Qingkong took the chopsticks, picked up the noodles, and ate in small bites.

Seeing that he was sitting cross-legged on the blanket, Furutekawa also picked up a box of udon noodles, accompanied by shredded red ginger and minced meat, and began to eat in big mouthfuls.

He hasn't eaten yet.

Mikazuki Haruka looked sideways, the box of udon noodles and bento took up quite a large space in the room, she regretted not waiting for Kotegawa Kamimi to eat in the store before returning.

With so many udon noodles, it is much more expensive than eating in the store.

Kamito Kamito was hungry, so he quickly ate a box of udon noodles.

He looked back and saw that Sanriyue Qingkong was still picking and eating one by one, so he picked up another box of bento, peeled the two prawns inside, picked out the prawn threads, and processed them until only the prawns were left. When eating the meat, stand up and hand it to her mouth.

"Ah~"

Sanriyue Qingkong's nimble eyes moved slightly, she looked at him, opened her mouth slightly, held the shrimp meat, and even touched her fingers.

Soft and itchy.

Furutegawa Shinmi sat down again and began to pick out the remaining rice in the box.

In the room, empty udon and bento boxes gradually increased.

However, Sankaiyue Qingkong was a little full after eating only one box of udon noodles, because he would be fed a little bit of other dishes from time to time.

After dinner is over.

Furutegawa Shinmi cleaned up the garbage, went to the kitchen to wash the chopsticks, and under the guidance of the girl, made some scented tea, each of them took a cup, and sipped one mouthful at a time.

Sanriyue Qingkong glanced at the time, and said in a low voice, "Guotechuan, can you bring me my schoolbag? I have homework."

"What book do you need?"

"Probably have to use it."

Furutegawa Shinmi took the schoolbag to her, thought for a while, found a cushion in the room, put it behind her, and let her lean on it, it would be a little more comfortable.

"Just call me if you need anything."

Sanriyue Qingkong thought for a while, picked up the blanket on the back, and slightly moved forward: "Then, then you sit here."

Furutekawa, who was thinking about meditating to refresh her mind, was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized that she took a few steps and sat on the bed behind her.

The temperature and tactile sensation on the girl's back were truly conveyed, and the simple happiness seemed to be touched just by stretching out one's hand.

Furutegawa adjusted his breathing, silently recited the Qingjing Sutra, and leaned against the wall with his hands straight, motionless as a pillow.

No matter how much you like him, and how much you are an SP, you can't go beyond the rules, no matter how you say it, he is the handsome, kind, unrestrained and reliable person who loves flowers and sees flowers blooming, and is an honest and honest practitioner.

So a little contact or something is nothing to him with strong willpower!

He then recited the Jingjing Sutra.

Sanriyue Qingkong leaned forward slightly again, opened her schoolbag, flipped through the textbooks, and began to learn to do homework.

The room became quiet again, only steady breathing, and the rustling of the pen tip across the paper.

Kotekawa Kamimi was leaning against the bedside table, his right arm propped his head at a slant, his eyes lightly fell on the small round table and the girl's side face.

Sanriyue was very focused when she was studying, and those who are focused are indeed the prettiest.

Time passed little by little, Sanriyue Qingkong who had closed the book came back to her senses, and finally felt the gaze from behind her, she turned her head slightly.

Furutegawa Shinmi hurriedly looked away and looked out the window.

Mikazuki Qingkong curled the corners of her mouth, she lowered her head and thought for a while, then leaned back and pressed against Furutegawa Shinmi's chest.

Almost instantly, she heard a pounding heartbeat and a long inhalation sound.

Furutegawa Kammi swallowed.

Soft and tender.

Which single dog can stand such a test?

Furutegawa Shinmi recited the Qingjing Sutra backwards.

Sanriyue Qingkong's heartbeat was also very fast, and her breathing was not smooth. She tied her arms tightly, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and gradually became relieved.

It was as if nothing in the outside world mattered anymore.

If you can grow old like this...it must be a wonderful thing, right?

"Furutegawa..."

"what?"

"I like you."

"I, I, I, I am also happy..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Nen's small hands held his cheeks, closed his eyes, and raised his head slightly.

No need for words, the honest man subconsciously lowered his head.

Four lips meet.

Soft, with scent of scented tea and sweetness.

(A lot of words are omitted here...)

It is like a green orange that has just grown, and it is like a cup of fragrant tea, with a sweet aftertaste in the jerky, enough to last a lifetime.

After a long time, after the lips parted, her cheeks were flushed, and the drunken girl pushed the big strange hand away in front of her with a hand that didn't have much strength, and said hurriedly: "No, no!"