Keqing's comprehensive and happy daily life

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"Yuko, open the door! I know you're inside!"

ps. Good afternoon. Everyone. qunyi ⑥ bar 2 Yi 7 ⑦ Yi Liu

The first prelude is the thousand flowers in full bloom:

Chapter 38 Don't be so guilty, idiot!

Life is a circle in the end, just like walking around the earth and returning to the same place.

Before recovering the "memories of the previous life", the hard-working Raiden Keqing had already served as Yuko Ishigami, oh no, it should be the responsible editor of a beautiful girl writer who wrote horror novels under the pseudonym "Yuko Uura". up.

However, up until today, Kejing, who has the "memory of the previous life", has never doubted whether Ishigami Yuko is related to that "Ishigami Yuu", it is just an accident that their names are similar.

Of course, without mentioning the individual issues left over from Shuchiin's history, Okishigami Yuko and Raiden Keqing can be regarded as a strong enough friendship, and she will do her part after knowing the situation.

Once upon a time, Ke Jing also wondered why "Buru Yuko", a beautiful girl about her age, would stay at home instead of going to school, but thought that this might involve Yuko's personal privacy, so she gave up.

After all, if you want to say something, you won't hide it, just like Qianhua who drank Keqing's flood-like liquid and can't hold back to go to the bathroom afterwards.

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Standing on the rough, moss-covered slabs that served as doorsteps, slick with rain, Keqing looked at the windows beside him and the transom overhead, feeling again that although they were old and blown by the wind, It rattled and was almost opaque with dust from nowhere.

But fortunately the glass was not broken, otherwise it would be really fatal in this rainy day.

So, it seems that although this building is isolated from the world, old and in disrepair, there are still many clues to prove that it is not as vicissitudes as it seems on the surface.

However, Raiden Keqing's call just now did not get anyone's voice response. After calling Yuko Ishigami repeatedly, Keqing tried to open the rusty latch and found that the door was locked.

"Crack, click..."

Now, the only response to her was the door of the house that was suddenly opened in front of her, and the door that was closed at the exit of the garden behind her.

"Are you playing tricks again, you idiot?"

Cursing her lips, Keqing looked around and began to look for the trace of Yuko Kishigami.

"She should be talking around here..."

For some reason, Ke Qing took it for granted in a trance that this house had long been abandoned by its owner.

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Sniffing a faint but alluring scent coming from the door.Ke Qing didn't hesitate anymore, and after placing the honey-yellow umbrella by the doorpost, she walked in, then turned around and tried to close the door habitually.

But as a smart door, it seems to have learned to close itself.

click...

"Well, this may be the only advantage of this house after it has been remodeled..."

Ahead was a narrow staircase, flanked by a small door that probably led to the cellar, and the doors to the ground-floor rooms on the left and right were closed.

Fumbling forward along the wall, the still young Master Carver opened the door on the left and walked into a small room with a low ceiling.

Illuminated in dim light by two "dusty" windows, the room contained only a few pieces of extremely primitive furniture.

"Luo, can you see how the dust is accumulated? I haven't said it since I came last time..."

Speechlessly resting her fingers on her head, Keqing no longer knew how to complain about Yuko Ishigami's terrible dusty decoration.

[How should I put it, it feels like he "immigrated" Mr. Dust from another place? 】

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Here, well, it seemed to be some kind of drawing room, for there was a table, some chairs, and a huge fireplace with an antique clock ticking on the mantelpiece.

There were still a few books and documents in the room, and due to the dim light, Ke Qing could not immediately distinguish the titles of the books.

What has always made Keqing interested in this place is that every visible detail here exudes a ubiquitous ancient atmosphere.

Most of the houses in this area contain items from the past.

However, the sense of antiquity here seems a bit, ups and downs?Because Keqing looked through the entire room, and already found the old and gloomy traces of the house being refurbished for a long time, and then being remodeled again.

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As Keqing scans this strange room, the light in the room seems to be dimmed again because of the dark clouds outside, so dim that you can see things, but not completely.

Keqing didn't want to sit down, so she walked around to check the various items that attracted her attention.

Not far away hung a small portrait, a portrait of a noble lady. In the painting, the woman decorated her curly hair with a white powder puff, her face with makeup, and her lips were as delicate as red carnation flowers.

Of course, the portrait was undoubtedly a forgery, and that was the only type of painting that the previous owners of the house would have chosen.

Old houses should be equipped with old-fashioned portraits.

Just when Keqing was seriously looking at the portraits used to decorate the house, suddenly, the sound of the rain outside started to increase, as if a hail of bullets were being fired at her head.

All of this seemed to distract her.

Immediately, she felt a slender hand resting on her shoulder.

"What... when!?"

Keqing suddenly wanted to turn around, but her body didn't seem to have reacted, she was still frozen in place.

"Uh ↓... Sunny ↑... Long time ↓ no see ↑..."

Yuko Ishigami flashed out from nowhere behind her, put her head on Raiden Keqing's other shoulder, and blew hot air into Keqing's soft ears.

Most of her pretty face was covered by jet-black bangs, she tilted her head outside, showing a weird smile, just like Sadako who just crawled out of a well.

After reacting, Ke Qing's body shook involuntarily a few times, her cheeks were slightly tinged with an imperceptible magenta, and she stared at her little head on her shoulder blades with hatred.

In fact, it's normal to be scared by Yuko Ishigami. After all, her long black hair and long bangs are really scary. When she suddenly appeared next to other people, she felt like a female ghost in a horror movie.

And this bastard likes to jump out when others are concentrating or distracting!

Dissatisfied, Keqing dragged Yuko Ishigami in front of her, and with her dazed expression on her face, she used her hairpin to change the position of the bangs blocking her eyes.

After putting down her bangs, Yuko Ishigami lost her ability to scare people, just like changing her head, her appearance went up a lot.

If you look scary like this, you will definitely be pregnant (?)

"It's much better this way. She's obviously a beautiful girl, but she likes to live in this kind of place, and she likes to pretend to be a ghost to scare people..."

"Well↓, because doing this ~, can give me inspiration for writing ↑."

The voice of Yuko Ishigami who was held down suddenly became soft, and she trembled a few times unnaturally, touching the hairpin on her head shyly.

"So, where's your manuscript? You've been procrastinating for a month, hello!"

"Well↓, I'm almost done writing my mouth↓, maybe↓? Hey ↑?"

Yuko Ishigami remained motionless, and looked away from Keqing with a guilty conscience.

"Don't be so guilty, idiot!"

ps. Good evening. World.

pps. It is still released on a regular basis, but I am still at school (sigh) (annoyed)

ppps. How about some recommendation tickets or other tickets? wxya

pppps. Do you want to talk more?, I am the kind of idiot who will be satisfied and happy just reading the pictures in my book, so please use more words, please?

The first prelude is the thousand flowers in full bloom:

Chapter 39 It's in the Ganges, right?

It's hard to imagine that a person would decorate his home with many unrelated styles.

But it can be said without pride that Yuko Ishigami has achieved excellent results in this subject.

As far as Keqing knows, this house, so far, has not been a perfect merger and accommodates no less than five types of decoration styles.

Its existence is already an advanced work of art.Yuko Ishigami probably, possibly, seems to be doing this for the sake of setting the scene of the novel...

At this moment, Leiden Keqing, who was following Yuko Ishigami up to the second floor, was trying to brainwash himself.

Well, in order to inspire the writers under his command, the editor of the novel becomes a model or something...

This is in the Ganges, right?

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On the second floor, in Yuko Ishigami's room...

The room is too spacious, the ceiling is too far, and the door is too high.

The white carpet from one wall to the other looks like the fine snow that has just fallen. If a fair-skinned girl is lying on it with no clothes on, no one should be able to tell, right?

Full-length mirrors and crystal pendants are everywhere in the room.

Well, in front of the waiting mirror, she was bullied by Qianhuaqi, bah, she was bullying Qianhua or something...

Hey, that must be very...

Thinking about it, Ke Qing, whose face turned a little rosy, pinched her legs...

Not to mention these, the ivory-colored furniture has lead-plated decorations.The huge curtains of the same ivory color fell vertically onto the white carpet, nearly one meter away from the window.

The white sets off the ivory, making it dirty, and the ivory sets off the white, making it look bloody.

The window faced the gloomy outside, and the air pressure had already begun to drop.

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The chairs are deep and soft.

Yuko Ishigami is sitting on the edge writing for Keqing who is acting as a model.

She is worth seeing, but is she also a problem? Because of Keqing's appearance, Ishigami Yuko can't concentrate on the tip of the pen.

Well, after thinking about it, if you can't concentrate, then just write and write casually, and then concentrate on seeing the girl... enjoy the mouth!

Keqing is not wearing slippers now, stretching her body on the modernist-style chaise longue.So Yuko stared at her legs intently.

At this moment, the purple cat-maowtou had already shed its soaked stockings, and replaced them with a pair of stockings that were kindly provided by Yuko Ishigami, which fit too much for some reason, and were too transparent to be more transparent.

The two legs are deliberately placed there like hands for people to see.

They were almost unobstructed from the knee down, and one of them could be seen very far up.

The knees were fleshy, with dimples, not skinny little bony little knees that were sickly.The calf is very beautiful, the ankle is slender, and the rhyme is so graceful that it is enough to compose an entire symphony.

It must be an honor to hand over to a friend with such a pair of legs.

Keqing looks quite fit, with slender limbs, but looks quite powerful.Yuko's ivory silk cushion rests on her head, her signature feline head unbuttoned.

Seen from Yuko Ishigami's angle, the corners of Keqing's mouth drooped slightly in displeasure, and she looked at her coldly:

"Don't fish for me here! You idiot!"

"Hey!"

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Being stared at by the shameless Yuko who knows the mistake and does not correct it, but continues next time, but is still fishing, Lei Dian Keqing only feels that he can be shocked into a cold sweat even in the summer.

It's kind of... the way a hunter looks up and down at his ignorant prey.

Some Ke Qing who wanted to divert their attention had to chat with the cute Koro for a while to relieve boredom and pass the time.

"Are you there, Lo?"

"Ah, it's... it's..."

Ke Luo, who was lying in Keqing's mind and watching the drama, was taken aback by Keqing's sudden greeting.

"Well, let me ask you a question. In the previous incident, are you sure that the system bound by Qianhua has only one host like you?"

"Eh, it should? Who knows..."

"Then do you want to ask her?"

"Hmph! No!!"

Keyan rolled his eyes speechlessly in his heart...