Is it really a straight girl?

In short, Yaki never wanted to set foot in that room again.

But who owns that room, um, I'll ask Miss Lianhua later.

It can't be Miss Lianhua's, after all, I don't know where Miss Lianhua's room is.How is it possible, hahaha, how is it possible, Mi Ji, your brain circuit is really peculiar, you can even be awarded an award.

How could such a cute, gentle and serious child like Lianhua be in that kind of room?

After confirming, Miji continued to go upstairs, and the remaining one lived in a room in the corner of the third floor, at least that's what the number said.

"Three zero three, three zero three..." The girl recited the number silently, and lightly touched the handrail to go upstairs.

Looking at the rooms one by one, it was finally confirmed that it was indeed in the deepest part. Thinking about it this way, this room was the corner of the entire house.

Hope it won't be a weird room like just now?

Anyway, go slowly and knock on the door.

Ms. Yaki, it's the same as before.

The curry rice bowl may be getting cold soon, and diners will not be able to enjoy the most delicious food in that case.

Well, take a look at the house number above as usual.

'Chitose'

Haha, I don't understand at all.

Where did this ancient feudal aristocrat come from?

Very good, it's a type I don't understand at all, so the impression reversal like before won't happen, that's great.

In the room of the 'angel' is a magic circle that summons demons, so please don't do it again, I've already been through it once, so the second time is meaningless, isn't it?

Please be normal.

Knock on the door.

The knock on the door was lower this time, as if afraid of waking up something.

"Please come in?"

Miki's body trembled.

Does anyone really respond?Amazing!

No, no, this is normal, okay, before Xuewu also replied, please come in.

Mi Ji patted his face lightly with the other hand to regain his common sense, and suddenly felt that his hand was so cold.

Anyway, go ahead.

After patting her cheeks with her cold fingers, Miss Miji regained her composure, and slowly turned the wooden door in front of her and pushed her hand through the crack of the door.

There is the sound of cloth rubbing against each other?

Could it be that he just got up and was getting dressed... If that's the case, let's open the door later.

But the other party has already said please come in, probably wearing a coat or something, so there is nothing to hesitate.

Take a deep breath, Miss Miji, don't be afraid of what you see next, come on, open this door.

Ah!

Yaki stretched out the hand holding the handle.

Amidst the slow squeaks, a sideways figure appeared in front of the girl.

The other party was wiping his white fluffy short hair, his waist was straight, and the toes of one foot were pointing to the ground.

Her body is like art, but a little too thin, Mi Ji can see the shape of many ribs.

All fruit.

Like some kind of statue, the muscles are well-proportioned and beautifully streamlined, and the collarbone is more like a single hook line in a sketch. If you take a photo and post it online, maybe there will be a bunch of drooling expressions in the comment area.

To be honest, Yaki is swallowing his saliva now.

Slightly visible abdominal muscles and mermaid lines, firm skin, fair and moist complexion, breasts are only slightly raised in a feminine way, if you don't look carefully, you will think it is a boy?

There are still some water droplets on some parts of the body that have not been wiped, probably just took a shower.

Miss Miji, you have made up your mind, don't be afraid of anything you see next, and don't show surprise.

But the trembling of the pupils couldn't be restrained, hey!

"Oh, it's miss you—"

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Mi Ji said immediately, grabbed the doorknob again, and pulled him towards him.

With a bang, only the light almond-colored wooden door remained in front of him.

Close your eyes, Miki, and don't face everything in front of you.

But why does the appearance of the opponent's body always appear in the darkness after closing the eyes?

If any painter could use oil paint to print this body on canvas, she would definitely look at it several times, but if the person is right in front of her, the nature will be different.

It's really good-looking, with a slender figure but almost to a perfect level, this kind of beauty almost penetrates into people's hearts.

This does not mean that Miki has already developed desires and thoughts about the roommates who live together, let alone that Miki is moving closer to Lily.

It's just that human beings themselves pursue beauty.

This pursuit has nothing to do with physical desires.

Just wait at the door... No, no, what am I thinking.

Just open the door a little bit and convey what you want to say to the other party.

Well, it's pretty good, but it's good to just taste it, don't blur your heart because of it, or it will be bad if you mix aesthetics and desire for love, and the other party is still a lesbian.

Okay, just crack the door open like that and say it.

After opening his eyes again, Miki bit his lower lip and held the handle again, but the handle suddenly moved by itself.

The man inside is turning the doorknob—

Just as Miji realized this, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and the body once again infiltrated into the field of vision.

Just kidding, so close...

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[-]. People are different, height is one of them

People are different.

Height too.

Therefore, when Mi Ji found that his forehead was only close to the opponent's chin at such a close distance, he inevitably felt his own insignificance.

Although it was only a little small, the gap was in front of him in a physical sense.

At the same time, the same is true psychologically. Things that the other party can easily bear cannot be done by oneself.

Let the psychological shadow that overflowed because of the height gap spread a little bit.

The person in front of him, a girl with short white hair, was still using a towel to wipe the strands of hair that were longer than her chin.

Her strands of hair were naturally curved, and her pupils were filled with faint gold.

When the door opened just now, Miki raised his head and met the other party with twinkling eyes.

Height, eyesight, degree of naturalness, area of ​​psychological brilliance, if the above can be combined into a combat power value, Mi Ji believes that the opponent must be much taller than himself.

so.

How can a person, who can be so natural, without any cover up, be able to pull another stranger into his room, and even let him sit by the bed?

Isn't this a very, very abnormal thing?

Yaji lowered his head, his pupils trembled violently, his hands were unable to find a place to put them, so he floated in the air, sitting on a wooden chair by the bed, quietly waiting for the complicated sound of the hair dryer by the bath to disappear.

The white-haired girl with 'Chitose' on the house number had once again plunged into the bathroom to blow-dry her hair.

Mi Ji's wrist still felt a bit wet, just now the other party directly grabbed her wrist, dragged her into the room from the door, said something casually, Mi Ji has forgotten now, in short, the short white hair The whole fruit girl stuffed her into the wooden chair in the room.

The moment I was suddenly pulled, I was still thinking 'it's over' and 'I'm going to be...'.

But after being thrown on the chair, the other party ran to dry his hair again.

Suddenly there is a sense of not knowing what to do.

who am I?

where am I?

What should I do?

Ms. Yaki shook her head and looked around like an owl.

Ah, what a normal room, there are no extra wallpapers and stickers, and the wooden boards under your feet are free of paper scraps and garbage, clean and tidy.With sky blue quilts and wide open windows, if it is daytime, the sun will just shine into the house, so you don't have to worry about humidity.

There are all kinds of books on the bookshelf, covering almost everything I have heard, from serious literature and philosophical history to popular light novels and comics, even game rumors and photography feature sets. There is a generally closed pure white book on the desk A thin laptop with a white desk lamp and a CD case next to it.

Can't tell what the ingredients are at all.

Even Miji couldn't set a standard for this person.

Is it a rare normal person?

Miki narrowed his eyes and became suspicious, then immediately denied his deduction.

How can any normal person not care at all that his nakedness is completely seen by others, and it is still in his own room, or by a stranger?

All in all, terrible.

Are you going to run away?

Miji looked back at the position of the door in the past, the exit is next to the bathroom, as long as you reach that place...

No, no, it's not to the point of running away, and the other party doesn't look like an obvious bad guy, and when he pulls people in, he is naturally cheerful as hell, and there is no malice in his eyes at all.

Probably just a weirdo...

Miji sighed, waiting silently for the sound of the hair dryer to end, but when the hair dryer really stopped, her body froze subconsciously again.