The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

"Speaking of which, if you still paint when you're not feeling well, it's possible that you're procrastinating."

"No, it went well."

Shiro answered immediately.

Immediately, Qianliu looked at the screen from behind, Mashiro moved his hands smoothly as usual, and gradually drew the outline of the character on the page, but it was not the usual vivid and dazzling lines, the character's face was seriously crooked and very abstract.

Ah no, abstraction may have lifted her up.

"Okay, wait a minute: the doctor is here, the comics are not in a hurry for the time being, just go to sleep today."

Turning Mashiro from the chair, Qianliu does not allow her to continue working.

"I see."

Saying that, Shinshiro squirmed and got under the table. She usually draws comics until she falls asleep, and then she sleeps in the nest under the table.

"It's better for you to sleep in bed today anyway."

"..."

Mashiro puffed up her cheeks slightly, looking dissatisfied: "Send me over to Qianliu."

"Are you a child?"

"I'm an adult, you obviously know it very well."

Zhenbai looked up at him: "My adult part...you have seen it a long time ago."

It's not clear why the conversation turned into this. Just when he was about to say something, Dong Ma and Sa's voice came from outside the door: "The doctor is here."

Qianliu didn't entangle with Mashiro anymore, he carried her onto the bed and left the room to the living room, only to find that not only the doctor but also Shiyu of Kasumigaoka came.

"Who is sick?"

Kasumi Hill was a little worried, but he was relieved to see Qianliu's appearance intact.

"You came together"

Qianliu looked at Kasumigaoka and another female doctor in her twenties in surprise.

"I happened to meet you on the way."

Kasumigaoka explained.

"Is that so, this... come with me."

Qianliu nodded and asked the female doctor to follow him in room 101.

Outside the living room, Kasumigaoka squinted slightly at Dongma Hesha who looked indifferent, and smiled the next moment: "Hello, I'm Kasumigaoka Shiyu."

"Winter horse and yarn."

The two black long straight girls met alone for the first time, but they didn't expect it to be under such circumstances.

Feilu reminds you: three things to read and collect,

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Eighth

"How long have Dongmasang and Qianliu known each other?"

Kasumigaoka's smiling face is very kind.

Dongma thought it was a little strange, but he couldn't find the strangeness, so he answered honestly: "It's almost two months."

"Two months, my family Qianliu has been taken care of in the past."

Kasumigaoka has the attitude of a mistress, and her tone is very gentle, not aggressive at all.

Dongma's eyes flickered, she didn't know what Kasumigaoka meant before, but now it's clear.

In fact, Kasumigaoka is also very helpless. Who let her boyfriend provoke so many girls, Keer Nayuta will not say, not to mention Shiina Mashiro, the rest, she guesses that Qianliu is unknown to her. At least two or three women were provoked.

"Not to mention taking care of him, he just went on a hot spring trip with me and my mother, and he is not particularly familiar with him."

Touma, who was inexplicably uncomfortable with her words, said nonchalantly.

"Um"

Xia Zhiqiu smiled even more: "So it is."

When she was about to say something, Qianliu just came out of the room, looking at the two girls in surprise, the atmosphere seemed strange, and asked, "This is you?"

"How is it really white?"

Kasumigaoka didn't answer, instead he changed the subject and asked how his condition was.

"The doctor just gave her a fever-reducing injection, wait: take some medicine and get some sleep. It should be fine."

Qianliu didn't plan to ask questions, mainly because he felt that the two of them couldn't get into trouble.

Touma is no more than Nayuta, and has a colder personality, similar to Kasumigaoka.

"Since it's all right, then I'll go up."

Dongma didn't want to stay for some reason, so he left a sentence and went up the stairs.

During this time, Kasumigaoka kept watching her back with a thoughtful look.