The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

Dongma said so.

"..."

Qianliu twitched his eyes.

Yaozi was joking, didn't it reveal that the reason why he didn't dare to attack Dongma was because of Yaozi's relationship, otherwise, how could Dongma let go of such a beautiful girl with a black long straight and loyal dog that suits his aesthetics.

But... chasing my wife for a while... cool, hatchet crematorium.

The rice bowl is delicious, but it's not that good.

"What’s wrong with you"

Seeing his tangled watch in the glass, Ma was quite surprised.

"No...it's fine."

Take a deep breath, and let go of those...there are none.

In life, there are always challenges.

This is more than building a country.

"Then I'll go down first, remember to go home early."

Qian Liu suddenly stopped.

"Any thing else"

"Well, well, if you want Kazuya, you can also move to Sakura Village."

"Hey, isn't Sakuraso fully occupied?"

Dongma was extremely restless and moved.

"Jen moved out, and vacated a room."

"That's it."

Dong Ma was struggling in his heart, and after a while, he said, "It's still...let's forget it."

She wanted to move there, but couldn't think rationally.

"There is no basement over there, and it is not convenient for me to practice the piano instrument."

"That's right, that's fine."

Qianliu thought about it for a while, not to mention the disturbing factor, Sakura Village couldn't put so many musical instruments.

Watching him leave, Touma never looked back for a long time.

Back in the art room, Qianliu looked at the classroom and found that Mashiro had stopped painting, but was squatting with his back to the outside.

The side face that can be seen slightly is brightly illuminated by the backlight of the mobile phone, she tightly closes her lips, and presses the button with a serious face.

"What are you doing."

Qianliu spoke to her.

Mashiro kept squatting and turned his head: "How do I reply to the text message from Ayano?"

"You can read the newsletter"

"Ayano taught me before."

Ayano Chiryu remembered that it was the name of the editor in charge of taking care of Mashiro manga magazine.

The teaching process should be quite hard, but since it has been taught, I really hope she can teach how to text.

He got up and walked over to Shiro.

"Thousands of Streams."

"What's up"

"It might be good to notify you with a text message in the future, you teach me."

Shiro handed over the phone, her eyes full of anticipation.

"I understand."

Qianliu operated the phone that he took over, and Mashiro leaned over to look at the screen, touching shoulder to shoulder.

Glancing at Ayano's text message, Qianliu found that it was filled with brightly lit symbols.

He and Zhenbai glanced at each other, Zhenbai's lovely Nuo Qian Zhao tilted his head, pointed at the screen and said, "I want this."

She was referring to the picture of the text message sent by the other party.

"I don't know how to do this."

"I want something like this."

"Okay, okay, I'll teach you on the way home."

Chiryu walks out of the classroom with her while teaching Mashiro how to text.

Mashiro looked happy beside him.