Is it really a straight girl?

She tried her best to suppress all kinds of shyness rising in her heart, and tried to fight back: "Since Mi Ji did something wrong, then please Miss Qian Che show me the correct way."

"As long as you don't stick out your tongue, it's fine. Although it's like learning how a puppy breathes, it's fine if you don't learn like that." Qian Che smiled.

Smile like looking at an idiot.

Is Maki an idiot?No!

The girl puffed her small mouth, but then relaxed helplessly.

Always feel like I'm losing somewhere, but don't quite know why.

"Go ahead." Miss Miji said disappointedly.

"Next, it's a long si sound, keep exhaling steadily and evenly." Qian Che moved closer.

It's pretty close now.

Are you observing the details?

"let's start."

"Hmm..." Ms. Miji listened to what the other party said, making a hissing sound like a snake.

"Well, it's okay this time. For these types, practice for a few more minutes in your daily time." She stretched out her hand to Mi Ji: "Try again, puppy."

I always feel that when she said 'puppy' she was referring to Miki?Is it an illusion?

Miki looked at the other party suspiciously, and slowly began to breathe continuously and shortly.

And the hand that Qian Che stretched out also pressed on Mi Ji's lower abdomen.

The soft, unprotected place was suddenly touched, and Mi Ji's whole body trembled nervously.

"What are you doing?!" Miss Mi Ji immediately stopped to practice, hugged herself and took two steps back, looking nervously at Qian Che in front of her.

They have only known each other for a few days, why did they suddenly make such an intimate move without reminding them?

"Abdominal breathing, check it." Miss Qian Che tilted her head in doubt: "What's wrong?"

……

Four hundred and two, Mi Ji is not a bad woman!

Is it really just checking?

Miki was suspicious.

Could it be that Miss Qian Che, who is an idol, actually has any thoughts about Mi Ji?

"Abdominal breathing is very helpful for singing, and you can't tell the difference just by looking at it." Miss Qianche explained.

However, Mi Ji didn't pay attention to Miss Qianche's explanation at all.

With the action of protecting herself, she continued to retreat slowly to the rear.

Miss Qianche also followed.

"So natural physical contact, what do you mean, hello!" Miji bit on this point, and he had to get an answer before letting go.

"Isn't everyone like this?" Miss Qian Che took another half step closer.

"Don't put me in any weird category, I know that everyone in the apartment seems to be very open to this aspect, but I'm not." Miss Miji immediately waved her hands.

"Hey?" Qian Che tilted her head.

"Anyway, please don't put your hands on my stomach!" Yaki emphasized, continuing to retreat.

"...But if it's not like this, it's hard to judge whether the way of breathing is right or wrong." Qian Che followed.

"I'll check my phone myself!"

Behind is the wall.

Mi Ji stepped back a few steps in a row, almost so nervous that he closed his eyes and shouted 'Stay away from me five meters away'.

"That's it, practice every day after that." Miss Qian Che stopped approaching Mi Ji.

She turned around briskly and smoothly, and quickly changed her actions like a cloud or a breeze, came to the karaoke stand, and tapped the microphone with her finger.

dong dong——

There was a deep sound in the speaker.

Is Miki safe?

Mi Ji huddled in a corner of the wall, looked at Qian Che who had returned to the stage on the silver metal floor, and blinked.

Could it be that this idol really didn't want to do anything to Miki?Is it really just to check the way Yaki breathes when practicing breath?Don't have any particular ideas?

Miki thinks too much again?

The girl sighed silently, and lowered her tightly clasped arms weakly.

I seem to be a little oversensitive?

No no, anyone would be startled if they were touched on the lower abdomen so naturally, right?

Hmm, that's right, so Yaki is right.

As long as Mi Ji secretly touches Miss Qian Che's lower abdomen, she will definitely back away with trembling... right?

can you?

Miss Mi Ji's eyes focused on Qian Che's body, the middle part of that slim body, the position of the lower abdomen.

Qian Che, who was manipulating the karaoke stand and holding a silver-white mike in his hand, also turned around and said to Mi Ji, "Double singing, shall we sing?"

"..."

When facing Miss Qian Che, Mi Ji always felt a little powerless.

Unable to adapt to the rhythm of this person's conversation - casually, without any warning, turned to another topic.

"Okay... But, there are very few songs that I can sing." Mi Ji explained.

"That's it, then." Qian Che turned to stare at the screen for ordering songs, stared silently for a while, and suggested: "Private words?"

"What do you mean?"

Confidentiality, speech, these two words add up to a slightly peachy atmosphere. Hey.

Miki's perception of this aspect is still very keen.

"The title of the song." Qian Che replied naturally.

"Oh……"

Miki thinks too much again?

Mi Ji suppressed his urge to hold his forehead and sigh, and wanted to say that he had never heard this song before, but Qianche had already tuned to the next one, and asked Mi Ji again with a questioning tone:

"Fly Me to the Star?"

This... Miki seems to have heard it.

That's right, on the first day before, I sang this song when I talked with Ms. Mahiru for the first time in KTV.

Remember, this is indeed a love song for two people.

"That's fine, I sang with Mahiru before...it's a little bit not good."

The reason for the not so good, of course, is that this song is really very, very much like a love song sung by two people, and it is completely unsuitable for Mi Ji and Ms. Qianche to sing duet in this kind of scene where they are alone with each other.

But the song itself is pretty good.

"That's right." Miss Qianche seemed to fully understand Miji's meaning, and nodded: "Indeed, it's best to sing this kind of song only with the same person."

"Only sing with the same person?"

What Qian Che said now is a bit difficult for Mi Ji to understand.

"Do you like Mahiru?" Like gossip, Qian Che easily asked this topic when ordering songs.

Mi Ji also subconsciously followed the attitude of the other party, and did not think about it in the first world, thinking that this was just an ordinary question.

"Like...?" She replied blankly.

The topic changed so quickly, Mi Ji already felt a little unable to keep up.

"If you like it, why don't you confess?"

confession?

Mi Ji combed her hair behind her ears in a daze, and took a few seconds before she came back to her senses.

"Hey wait! Why are you confessing, and to whom?! Why did the topic turn to confession?!" Miki kept blinking as if he had come to a new world.

"Didn't you say you like Mahiru?" Instead, a doubtful voice came from the other party.

Miji pressed her left hand on her temple, sorting out her meeting and thoughts just now. She remembered that she just messed around for a while and let her mind go. Why did the topic suddenly turn to confession to Mahiru?

Miss Qianche, are you too scary?

Mi Ji swallowed her saliva, sorted out the conversation she had just had with Miss Qianche, and quickly shook her head and waved her hands: "No, no, it's not the kind of liking you thought! Don't say such things! You won't confess, and you don't need to confess! "

"Huh?" Qian Che stopped swiping her finger on the karaoke machine, turned around, and turned her head.

She raised her right hand, waved her fingers a few times, and pretended to be thinking. After a few seconds, she nodded and said, "It turns out that Mi Ji is a bad woman."

"It's not!" Mi Ji argued hard.

This guy is completely in his own world.

Mi Ji could only vaguely grasp the logic of this dialogue.

But in short, Mi Ji must resolutely refute the title of 'bad woman'.

"Miji is a good woman, one of the few." The girl with purple pupils said: "Don't treat Miji as a bad woman just because there are many bad women in the apartment."

Pure in heart, excellent, the only designated good woman, who is it?

It must be Miki, right?

"Oh?" The corners of Qian Che's mouth curled into a faint smile: "Then, Mi Ji, tell me, who is the bad woman here?"

"Hey... let me think about it..."