Is it really a straight girl?

After Mi Ji escaped, Xue Wu looked at the other party quietly, and for some reason, a hazy feeling was spreading and brewing from the back of the dress.

There is a kind of blurred feeling that makes people reach out and want to touch it, but can't touch it, as if it will be lost in the next moment.

Bones, shoulders, arms, muscle veins, the way of walking, the range of waving arms, no matter how you look at it, you are just an ordinary child.

The landlord's task is not difficult at all, but why does she take it so seriously?

"It's so strange." Xuewu said softly.

After sighing, prepare your own breakfast.

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Seventy, Mahiru is saying hello

Later, Miss Bifang walked downstairs crookedly as if moving, and the little idol was so confused that Mi Ji wanted to go up to help, rubbing his eyes blankly and stepping down the stairs step by step.

Mi Jisheng was afraid that she would fall to the ground in the next moment, but in the end, nothing happened.

The man was clearly hungover.

She must have spent a long time with Mahiru at night yesterday.

The usually cheerful little idol suddenly turned into a little ghost who couldn't find his way, and he felt a little cute.

Mi Ji brought her a cup of warm sweet milk, and the little idol held the warm glass cup to his lips and drank it slowly. His clothes were not neat, and it seemed that he just put them on casually. Unbuttoned and buttoned, her upper body is only wearing the inner lining of her school uniform, the colorful five-pointed star logo on her face has also been washed off, and her long orange hair is scattered behind her.

"Woo..." Bifang gurgled and poured milk into his mouth: "Your star of tomorrow... shining in the night sky..."

As she spoke, her voice became weaker and weaker. This introduction fell into a drowsiness, and she herself too. The little idol closed her eyes, her little head drooped downwards, and after reaching a certain point, she was awakened by this again, and swallowed again. Half a sip of hot milk.

"Bi Fang is also very cute today."

This small animal-like expression made Mi Ji care a lot, and he gently touched the top of her head.

"Oh, I'm so dizzy, why do I have to get up... Today is obviously a rest day." Bi Fang said while swallowing a sip of milk.

"Then eat something before going to sleep." Mi Ji said, completely unable to see that the other party has any ability to get meals independently. If she was asked to serve a bowl of porridge by herself, she might accidentally put it Drop the bowl on the floor.

Back in the kitchen, she scooped up a little more than half of the serving. She thought that the petite look of the other party would not eat much, so she also picked a smaller sandwich.

When taking these together, Chitose also went downstairs.

As for Chitose, she still had that calm appearance, she couldn't see any tiredness in the morning, even when she just woke up, Mi Ji didn't feel any other emotions in her.

This person is like a machine, receiving messages and returning them.

It really is an NPC.

Miki squinted her eyes and didn't say hello to her. When she saw the guy waving and smiling at her, she snorted and turned to another direction.

Seeing this person makes me feel angry.

Her slightly curly white hair, pale golden pupils, and thin body are dressed in black and white clothes.

Just looking at these makes me angry.

So, when she disappeared from my sight, I realized that I was too impolite from time to time, obviously I just met someone for a day, and Chitose didn't do anything bad to me, but I even disturbed the other person's sleep with...

Maybe I'm a little bit unwell?

Ah forget it, anyway, I don't care what this person is like!

Mi Ji slandered Chitose, his expression remained normal, his footsteps became somewhat calm, and he placed a plate of sandwiches and porridge in front of Xiao Bifang one by one.

For some reason, he sighed slowly.

Seeing the little idol squinting his eyes like myopia and slowly putting the sandwich to his mouth and swallowing it bit by bit, Miki felt an inexplicable sense of security, just like raising a pet.

Although the guy in front of him is a scumbag, he is quite cute.

When Miji teased this little idol from time to time, the person who disturbed her mood approached again.

Chitose served a bowl of lean meat porridge and sandwiches in a very ordinary way, without adding those egg rolls specially made by Miki, and without taking slices of bread with melted cheese, and sat casually on the other side beside Miki.

Mi Ji glanced at this guy, clicked his tongue, pulled back his chair again, and went back to the kitchen to serve himself a serving.

Slowly, someone came down again.

Mahiru with long red hair looked towards this side from the stairs, as if she was sure that what she was looking for was in the kitchen.

When Mi Ji looked at her, she saw that her orange-red pupils shone a little, and they looked at each other for less than two seconds, but once again shifted their gaze.

Mr. Ya Ji felt that Mahiru was very strange, as if this red-haired girl didn't dare to look at him normally.

Could it be that Yaki's eyes look strange now?

It shouldn't be, it was completely fine when I looked in the mirror just now.

Mahiru was like a shy girl in the true sense, her steps were slow and soft, her lips were pursed lightly, her long-sleeved shirt covered her wrists, she bit out two words lightly, the pronunciation of these two words was already familiar to her.

"Miji..." His lips parted quickly, and the tip of his tongue touched his teeth. After saying the name, Mahiru lowered his eyes and whispered: "Good morning."

"Good morning!" Miji smiled and waved to her enthusiastically.

But after he finished speaking, he turned his eyes slightly to look at the guy with short white hair on the long table over there.

That person didn't touch anything, Miki only saw her profile from this angle, and Chitose just quietly blew on the spoon he picked up.

Gee.

Mahiru, who was still standing on the third step of the stairs, was a little bit happy and dodged, but the smile in his eyes was hard to hide, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised for some reason, and he stroked his chest to calm down before walking down slowly.

Mi Ji looked at the white hair over there from time to time, but the other party didn't respond at all, and was a little upset.

Could it be that this person is exactly what she said before, with no need for emotions or anything like that.

This is to the point of being mentally ill, but she doesn't seem to have any tendency to harm society at all, and normal social relationships are also maintained, but she doesn't have any deep feelings with others, so it's okay?

Where did this outlook on life come from? I don’t understand it at all. In this case, wouldn’t it be lonely if there is no one to talk to?

Even in a crowd, lonely.

And I said that I would correct her...

Miki tried hard to maintain the calm on the surface, picked up his porridge and looked at the long table on the other side. The position he was just now was very close to Chitose. Maybe that guy was sitting there to get close to him, although it seemed possible The sex is not big, but there is, the possibility is there.

And if I stay away and treat this person indifferently just because I am a little angry, wouldn't I be living up to my words.

Miki was thinking silently like this, but she didn't notice that the red-haired Mahiru had already approached her side, and she heard a friendly voice: "Miki...you are really good at cooking."

Eh?

Yaki blinked and drew his attention away from Chitose, only to see that Mahiru was almost leaning on his shoulder, so he moved a little to the side.

"Thank you for the compliment." She kept her usual appearance and replied simply, grabbing the porridge in one hand and picking up the spoon in the other hand, and left where Mahiru was.

Only one shadow remained.

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71. Her Excellency Elizabeth

Lianhua turned on the TV on the other side, and the sound of the news was still playing, as if it was introducing some large-scale device. In short, Miji couldn't understand it at all, and it would only be used as the background sound of life or something like that.

Everyone will basically use it as background sound when the TV is turned on.

Among the five girls who were slowly eating breakfast on the table, only Chitose watched the TV for a while from time to time.

On the left of Yaki is Katana who nods sleepily from time to time like a small animal, and on the right is Chitose.

After sitting down, Miki tentatively asked Chitose some common life topics, and it turned out that this person really didn't care about anything at all, like a fairy who came out of nowhere, this kind of life Ways and attitudes, how should I put it...

Feeling isn't a bad thing.

But Miji always felt a little awkward.

The person opposite her was Xuewu. After Chitose came to the long table, she didn't say a word. Even if Chitose specially smiled and greeted her, she only received a cold look.

A moment later, another long-haired white-haired showman also clattered downstairs in a cotton mop with rabbit ears, rubbed his tired and weak eyes, and slowly stepped down the wooden stairs.

As sleepy as if I went to bed two or three hours later than usual.

When stepping on the last flight of stairs, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then greeted the side of the long dining table.

"Everyone... Well, evening, no, good morning." The long-haired white-haired man's tone was full of interruptions and confusion, and he finally regained some energy when he spoke.

This guy can't seem to tell the difference between day and night.

Just when Mi Ji was about to open her mouth to respond, a lot of voices around her directly covered her words.

"Morning, Your Excellency Elizabeth." This is Xuewu.

"Good morning." Chitose remained indifferent.

"Good morning, sir." It was Mahiru.

"Woo..." Bi Fang sniffed, his eyes narrowed, as if he was out of this world.

Even Lianhua from far away waved her hand and greeted her back.

Only Miji was stunned on the spot.

What's going on, is this exhibitionist who only wears a big shirt really that popular? !

Is it true that the longer your white hair grows, the more powerful it is?

Didn't see it at all.

And this so-called Her Excellency Elizabeth seems to have poor communication skills, is she really a big shot?

Is it really the princess of which country?

Miki couldn't understand at all, and finally greeted everyone weakly when everyone's voice fell.

"morning……"

The voice is tiny and delicate.

Elizabeth, who was wearing a big white shirt with the words "I love human beings" written on the front, glanced casually in the direction of the dining table. The brown-red pupils in the girl's eyes seemed to emit a faint red light. After that, she nodded slightly, took another breath and ran to the kitchen.

Miki wanted to immediately ask the person next to her what happened to Elizabeth, but she always felt that it was not polite to do so. What's more, the only person next to her who could whisper normally was Chitose.

Yaki didn't want to whisper anything to this guy with white hair and short hair.