Yae Sakura!Beep!

"Good morning, Hitomi."

Smiling softly at Hitomi, Sakura placed the folded quilt in the corner of the bed.

Sakura probably took Hitomi's quilt just now.

"Get up, change your clothes, and we'll go out later."

As Sakura was talking, she turned around and brought over a dress that was placed behind her.

"Oh……"

Still a little dazed, Hitomi obeyed Sakura's command, sat on the edge of the bed, and let the other party do what she wanted.

Randomly fiddled with Hitomi's snow-white hair, Sakura roughly tidied it up, so as not to make the hair look messy, and didn't mess it up too much, it wouldn't be too late to comb it after the other party finished washing.

She took off Tong's pure white one-piece nightgown that was the same style as her own but smaller, revealing that she was only wearing a pair of pure cotton chubby pants, and nothing else tender body.

Some are blindingly white.

But Sakura has long been used to it, put down the nightdress in her hand, and put on a cute suspender for Hitomi.

Then she picked up the dress on the side, shook it lightly, and then put it on Tong's body.

This is a sleeveless long dress, which just covers the knees, revealing only a small section of white and tender legs. On the hem of the skirt with complicated patterns, there are layers of yellow and white gauze, which folds up the hem of the skirt. Three-dimensional, the light yellow decorative buttons on the chest just embellish a retro style, the waist is also decorated with a thin white belt, and a light bow is tied on one side, which outlines the slender and elegant appearance of the pupil. Graceful waist curve.

Nodding in satisfaction, Sakura also has to admire Asami's aesthetics, she can always come up with clothes that match Hitomi very well.

No, it should be said that Hitomi is just a clothes rack, she looks good in anything she wears.

"Okay, let's go wash up first, my sister has to change her clothes too."

Rubbing Hitomi's little head, Sakura stroked Hitomi's soft little ears with her fingertips, before gently pushing him out of the room.

"Well, thank you sister..."

In a daze, Sakura got dressed for her, and Hitomi walked out of the room with slippers that were too big for her.

"Click!"

Sakura then closed the door.

"Are you up? Hitomi, good morning."

Following the sound, the girl with yellow hair was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding the remote control in her hand, watching the morning news on TV.

Sensing the movement here, she looked over and said good morning with a smile.

"Well, good morning, Mami-san."

Shaking her little head, Hitomi greeted her back, and then she walked into the bathroom.

It wasn't until Hitomi closed the translucent glass door that Ba Mami looked away, and she looked at the time.

It's still almost an hour before the appointment time yesterday, it's still early, don't worry.

Thinking of this, Ba Mamei took a sip of black tea.

"Mami..."

A few minutes later, suddenly, Sakura in the room yelled.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Ba Mami tilted her head and put down the remote control in her hand.

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"Okay, I'm going to change my clothes too."

After closing the door, Sakura let out a soft breath.

During this period of time, I have almost gotten used to the life in Bamamei's house.

I got rid of many of the habits I used to live alone in Yae Village.

Learned a lot of knowledge necessary to survive in this city, or in this era.

Already able to live well with Hitomi.

Thinking of Hitomi, Sakura couldn't help showing a gentle smile.

She took off her nightdress, revealing a delicate body like Hitomi who was naked except for the chubby one.

But unlike Hitomi, compared to Hitomi's slightly barren body lines, Sakura's female characteristics have been perfectly developed.

It is the type who will be cast with all kinds of amazed or envious eyes by men and women when walking on the street.

However, the fullness of her chest brought Sakura not any complacency or pride, but troubles.

Not to mention the annoyance caused by shaking during strenuous exercise.

Sakura used to wrap it with a chest wrap, but after being discovered by Ba Mamei, she criticized her well.

At the same time, she also felt envious and jealous that she was able to develop so perfectly after using such a harmful method of wrapping her breasts during her development.

Sakura could only smile wryly. When she was in Yae Village, she didn't have any underwear. For the convenience of work, she could only choose something like a chest cloth.

It's just that it's definitely not possible to still use the chest cloth now.

However, it's really easy to help Tong Tong wear cute clothes, but it's a bit difficult when it's your turn to wear them.

Sakura picked up the pink cutie, which was many sizes bigger than the one Hitomi wore, and made a gesture on her chest, and then held the buckle with both hands, imitating the buckle method, and felt that she could do it well. Only then did she wear it on her body.

Although this is said, it is obviously not that simple when it actually works.

After touching it for a long time, I still can't find the feeling. The buttons on both sides just can't touch together, and if they touch together, they can't seem to be fastened.

It seems that it can be fixed in one go when you look at it, but it is difficult to operate when you can't see it.

Especially in the case of backhanding.

After working on it by myself for a long time, I finally finished this thing that had troubled her for a long time.

Although it is not the first time to wear it, I still find it very difficult to do it.

Adjusting the position of her chest, Sakura sighed.

But this kind of thing is very simple once you get used to it.

With this in mind, Sakura took out another lavender short-sleeved top from the closet and put it on.

On the bulging chest, there are a few characters that she can't understand. They are called "English letters" by Ba Mami. They seem to use some materials that are not the same as the clothes. Under the light, this A few white characters, some shiny.

Then she took out a pure white short skirt, and Sakura put it on directly. The size was just right, covering the upper half of her thighs. A pair of seductive big white legs showed her youthful charm.

But obviously Sakura didn't want to just show her legs like this, she took out a pair of white stockings from the small cabinet under the closet, and spread them out in her hands.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Sakura picked up a silk stocking. The ultra-thin white silk was full of elasticity, and the silky touch on her fingertips was like a girl's skin.

Recalling the wearing method taught by Asami before, Sakura put away the whole stocking and held it in her hand.

She curled up one long leg, put the bottom end of the stockings on her toes, and pulled up and moved, cautiously, with an extremely focused expression.

These are not like the stockings she wore before. The stockings she wore back then in Yae Village are just made of ordinary cotton fabric. You don't need any skills, just pull them up casually, and you can put them on.

And this stocking is made of a material that Sakura has never seen before. It is much more comfortable to wear, and at the same time, it is also much more fragile.

While full of elasticity, the ductility is also very good, so when you put it on, you should not only pay attention to the uniformity of the speed, but also the stability of the way, so as not to loosen and tighten after wearing it.

When it reached her thigh, Sakura lightly let go, then looked at the awkward white stockings, and sighed helplessly.

Not to mention that it looked awkward, even the tight and loose pulling feeling made her uncomfortable.

Sakura didn't say anything and stretched out her hand to grab it. She knew that the more she pulled, the more uncomfortable it would be.

No choice but to take it off again.

It's not that Sakura's control of strength is not good, she just hasn't mastered this skill proficiently, after all, it's not something she's good at like fighting.

It's very simple to take off, just lift the edge, turn it over, press it with your palm, and roll it down gently.

The stockings rolled into a ball returned to Sakura's hands again, she relaxed and arranged the stockings, looked at her legs, and finally chose to ask for foreign aid.

"Mami, are you free? Can you come over?"

He yelled out like this.

Of course, Sakura can choose not to wear stockings at all. After all, she doesn’t care much about dressing up, but Sakura doesn’t wear them herself, and she also wants Hitomi to dress up well. When asking her, she could only tell the other party that she didn't know how to wear it either, which would be a bit too embarrassing.

Since you have to learn it sooner or later, it's better to do it as soon as possible.

When I learn it myself, I will be able to teach Hitomi how to wear it.

Thinking of this, Sakura watched asami opened the door and walked in from the outside.

"what happened?"

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PS I wrote and wrote and recalled the first time I wore it!Not worn!Macho men don’t need to wear this kind of thing, it’s all information checked online, please don’t get me wrong

PS I’m a little sorry for the few chapters or even ten chapters a while ago. I also know that there is something wrong. It’s just because of various things, and then my spirit is a little tense and irritable, so I’ve been out of shape. I thought about whether to take a long vacation Adjust the status, but I still choose to mutter this method from time to time to delay the update speed, it is a bit too stupid to think about it now

PS I will probably try to return to the previous style in the future

Section 160 The disease name of the 85th string ( ) is a ray of light

In the bathroom, Hitomi looked at himself in the mirror, and seemed to be a little not sober.

Her eyelids were half-raised, only a little bit of her gorgeous light red pupils were exposed, reflected in the mirror, she looked as if she hadn't woken up yet.

Contrary to the expression on her face, the long dull hair on her head looked very energetic, standing straight up. Even the two pointed ears on the left and right could not conceal its presence.

I stretched out my hand and pulled it lightly, without using much force, I just pulled it, pressed it down, stuck it on my head, and then slowly smoothed it out.

Then just as he let go, the little hair curled up elastically.

Still standing upright, not giving face at all.

Hitomi tilted her head and ignored it, took the toothbrush and mouthwash cup beside her, and began to brush her teeth and rinse her mouth.

After carefully brushing the already white and flawless teeth, Hitomi took a sip of water, puffed out her cheeks, and "gurgled" in her mouth.

"Pfft" spit it out.

Almost subconsciously swallowed it again.

Hitomi touched the corner of her mouth with her hand, turned on the faucet, and pulled out a towel from the side.

After washing his face quickly, Hitomi wrung out the towel and hung it back up.

After washing, she was much more energetic, and her pretty face was not as listless as before.

It's just that the hair still feels a little messy.

Not in a hurry to go out, Hitomi looked at himself in the mirror and leaned his head closer.

Almost as if it was going to be pasted, the pupils stared closely at the girl's face in the mirror.

Of course, nothing changed, after all, she was just looking in the mirror.

It's just that Hitomi recently felt that there seemed to be something wrong with him.

I always feel as if I have forgotten something, or overlooked something.

But looking at the people around, it seems that there is nothing unusual.

But in fact, she has always been in a state of amnesia, which is nothing to say.

Ke Tong still felt something was wrong.

In the final analysis, she just became very dull due to some inexplicable reasons, and she was slow to respond to the outside world. She was not stupid.

In addition, his mind would always go blank suddenly, so it was difficult for Hitomi to think about one thing for too long.

From the time she woke up and saw Madoka for the first time, until now she lives with Sakura at Bamami's house, she is only acting according to her intuition.

Perhaps it is fortunate that her intuition has not yet been unreliable.

But now, her intuition is reminding her that there is something wrong with herself.