On the weekend of June [-], it was raining as always, and Kasumi Hill looked at the majestic and heavy rain outside and made him feel bad. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of a large number of raindrops clumsily knocking on the balcony or window.
It seems that today's date is in vain, Kasumigaoka is quite frustrated and stares at herself in the mirror. Today, she still presses her bangs with a headband, puts on foundation, puts on light lipstick, and puts on the snow gauze dress she bought earlier.
The waist is tied with a ribbon to bring out the beautiful figure, and as long as it is a man's irresistible charm.
I wanted to get closer to the relationship, but unfortunately, how can I go out in such weather.
The thick clouds covered the blue sky and the sun, Kasumigaoka sighed, and was ready to go out after all, even if she couldn't go out on a date, as long as she stayed in Sakurasou and could see each other, she would be satisfied.
.............. Sakura Sou looked at Shinshiro, who was lying on his bed with red cheeks and misty eyes, and Qianliu frowned.
"Qianliu, my chest is throbbing, my head is dizzy... My body is hot, it's strange."
The blonde girl said with a weak look.
"Let you sleep cold last night. This is a typical cold symptom. In short, take your temperature first."
Qianliu had no choice but to take out the thermometer from the cabinet, put it under Zhenbai's armpit, and wait for five minutes after confirming that there was nothing wrong.
"Um"
The thermometer that I took out from under the pajamas, which was warmed by human skin, showed nearly thirty-eight degrees.
It is necessary to reduce the fever, Qianliu frowned.
"Need a doctor's call?"
Dongma Hesha leaned out from the door: "Mom gave me a personal doctor."
"Call for help."
Qianliu just remembered that Yaozi had given Dongma many people, such as cooks, doctors, drivers and so on.
So Dong Ma took out his mobile phone and called the personal doctor.
"She'll be here for half an hour."
After the fight was over, Dongma said.
If it was her house, the doctor could arrive in ten minutes at most.
"okay, I get it."
Qianliu turned his head and let go... Zhenbai held his hand and instructed: "You have to be more honest today, I'll cook something for you."
"Oh."
Today's Shinshiro looks weaker than ever, and it seems that no matter who it is, if he catches a cold, he will become weaker.
Touma watched silently for more than ten seconds, before Chiryu got up before leaving to go to Misaki's room to do her own business.
Due to the weekend, Chihiro was away, Misaki was in the studio, and Ryunosuke stayed in the house after screening the stable game studio staff, relying on the network for remote control commands.
It will take half a month for Misaki's side to get on the right track, so they don't have to run away often. As for the way of communication with Qianliu, it is entirely through Hatsune Miku Miku Hatsune.
Although the staff and subordinates are very strange.
They didn't communicate in person every time, but considering that there may be quirks, and Hatsune Miku Miku's Hatsune seems very novel to them, they did not correct it.
Twenty minutes later, the small casserole made a gurgling sound, and Qianliu watched the steam coming up, turned off the fire of the gas stove, and then moved the casserole to the end plate.
Plus a small plate with ginger, green onion and other condiments, walked out of the restaurant, walked back to his room, the door was closed for some reason.
"truth."
Opening the door, Qianliu looked towards the edge of the bed, but there was no trace of True White on the bed.
Unexpectedly, the guy was sitting at the desk, staring straight at the screen, and operating the drawing board briskly.
"What are you doing"
I thought she would obediently sleep in bed because of a cold and a fever.
Mashiro turned his head, and his line of sight caught Qianliu's, translucent white skin, slightly tinged with blush: "Who are you?"
"Have you been burned to the point of losing your memory?"
Qianliu reluctantly put the tray on the table and looked down at her: "What are you doing?"
"Drawing comics."
"I know, it's really good. You already have a fever, so you should go to bed obediently."
"..."
Qianliu placed the end plate on the shelf beside the desk, and put his hand on Mashiro's forehead who continued to work silently.
It was very hot, and it seemed to be burning badly.
"Qianliu is so cold."
She muttered in dissatisfaction.
"You mean hands!"
"Well, my hands are cold too."
Forget it, there is no point in arguing with the truth at this time.
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