My Girlfriend is Yingriri

Everyone has been recognized, and you can't deny it outright. Kiyosuke Hashima said politely: "I am Kiyosuke Hashima, good evening, Aunt Yamauchi."

The old lady looked surprised: "You know me?"

Hashima Kiyosuke coughed lightly:

"The master mentioned you to me."

In fact, it was Qing Taki Guixiang who called her name just now, otherwise he wouldn't know the name of the old lady in front of him.

The old lady said with great interest:

"What did that old man say about me?"

Hey, will you chat?If you keep asking about a topic, you will soon be embarrassed!

Kiyosuke Hashima had no choice but to vaguely say some kind-hearted words, and then quickly shut up to avoid stepping on the thunder.

The old lady pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of her nose, talking about sex: "Why did you come to the park?"

"Come for a run."

This is true.

"Running is good." The old lady sighed, "Young people nowadays are getting weaker and weaker. My grandson is like this. He never goes out to play on weekends. He hides in his room all day long and plays games while eating. I have to hold my mobile phone, call my wife often, and ask him to take it home for me to see, but I don’t want to..."

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't do it at all!

An otaku who hides at home and plays games all day, the wife he talks about is ninety-nine percent a beautiful girl made of paper!

"By the way, is this your girlfriend?"

The old lady looked at Katsura Kiyotaki who was hiding in Kiyosuke Hashima's arms.

Kiyotaki Guixiang trembled and quickly held her breath.

"Ah... that's right."

Kiyosuke Hashima hesitated for half a second, then nodded in acknowledgment.

There is no way, ordinary friends will definitely not have such an intimate gesture. If they deny it, the old lady must be very curious, and maybe she will be seen as a flaw.

"She was tired from running, so she sat here and rested for a while."

While talking, Kiyosuke Hashima stretched out his right hand, and gently stroked Kiyotaki Katsura's hair, feeling silky smooth and fragrant.

"Hey, you actually touched my head..."

Qingtaki Guixiang bit her silver teeth lightly, swallowed her anger, and endured silently.

Let him know who the older sister is when I go back!

"Why does it look familiar?"

The old lady pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of her nose, her tone was a little doubtful.

Qingtaki Guixiang's body suddenly tensed up, her heart jumped directly into her throat, and she almost fainted.

Was, discovered?

Even though he hid so well, he can still recognize himself. If he is so good, hurry up and become a detective!

"It's a third grader who goes to the same school as me." Kiyosuke Hashima said decisively.

The old lady put her hands behind her back, her eyes hesitated: "I don't feel like a high school student..."

Kiyosuke Hashima said with a serious expression:

"Senior sister studied late, so she looks more mature."

"Ah-"

Sitting in front of the computer, Kasumigaoka Shiyu suddenly sneezed.

"Strange...could it be that flat-chested double ponytail talking ill of me behind my back?"

This old lady was obviously a chatterbox, and she had no intention of leaving when she was chatting. Just when Kiyosuke Hashima was about to be overwhelmed, the short-legged Corgi started whimpering and dragging his neck to move forward. The old lady It was only then that the chat ended with great reluctance, and he left to walk the dog with regrets for not having fun.

"call……"

Kiyosuke Hashima breathed a sigh of relief, feeling more tired than running ten laps around the playground.

"Sister Guixiang." Kiyosuke Hashima said softly, "The person has already left."

Only then did Qingtaki Guixiang raise her head, she opened her mouth and gasped lightly, her pretty face was blushing and extremely hot.

"Let's go back quickly."

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Kiyotaki Guixiang didn't want to stay for a second longer.

Kiyosuke Hashima asked in a low voice:

"Is your stomach ache better?"

"It's much better...almost no pain."

"That's good." Kiyosuke Hashima stood up, "Let's go."

Qingtaki Guixiang's eyes suddenly focused: "Wait, wait a minute!"

"Ok?"

Kiyosuke Hashima looked suspiciously, "Miss Guixiang?"

"Chest." Kiyotaki Guixiang bit her lower lip, her pretty face flushed, and her tone was ashamed, "On your chest shirt..."

Kiyosuke Hashima looked down at his chest, and was speechless immediately.

He went out in a white shirt today, and now there was a very clear red lip print on the shirt.

It turns out that you went to the bathroom before changing your shoes to put on lipstick!

You don’t need to work hard to put on makeup when you go out for a run!

"Hurry up and wipe off... the lip marks." Kiyotaki Guixiang handed over the handkerchief with a blushing face, "It would be terrible if Yin Zi found out."

After finishing speaking, Kiyotaki Guixiang suddenly felt a little guilty.

and many more.

How could this feeling of guilty conscience be like... stealing money with money on your back?

Thinking of this, Qingtaki Guixiang's face quickly became hot, and she couldn't help feeling shy.

calm.

Don't think too much about it.

I am going to celebrate my 26th birthday soon, and Kiyosuke is still only a high school student... With such a difference of age, such a thing is impossible, right?

Even if they are together, they will be suspected of being the big sister who takes care of a male high school student just like in the manga, right?

Kiyotaki Guixiang combed the hair around her ears with her fingers to cover up her hot cheeks, and said in a low voice, "Go back and take a shower, then give me the shirt, and I'll wash it."

Kiyosuke Hashima thanked softly: "Thank you Guixiang."

"The lip print was originally me..." Kiyotaki Guixiang bit her lip, "Okay, hurry back!"

"..."

On the way back, they didn't meet their neighbors. Kiyosuke Hashima and Guixiang Kiyotaki returned to the old house safely.

"I am back."

The two pushed the door open and entered the house, and walked into the hallway.

Yinzi walked over with a puzzled expression: "It's so late today?"

"While running, I suddenly had a stomach problem, so I took a long rest." Kiyotaki Guixiang explained softly with her usual expression, but concealed the sudden incident in the middle.

"Sister Guixiang has a stomachache again?" Yinzi looked nervously, "What about now?"

"Don't worry, it doesn't hurt anymore." Kiyotaki Guixiang stretched out her hands to rub Ginko's hair, and said nonchalantly, "...Kyosuke, you should go take a bath first."

Kiyosuke Hashima nodded lightly: "Then I'm going to take a bath."

Watching Kiyosuke Hajima walk into the bathroom, Katsura Kiyotaki heaved a sigh of relief.

well.

Yinzi had no doubts and passed the level successfully.

Kiyotaki Guixiang walked into the living room, poured herself a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.

"Guixiang, the limited card pool is coming to an end, there is a character that I haven't drawn, I plan to draw another one..."

Kiyotaki Kosuke held the mobile phone and continued to indulge in the Two-dimensional beautiful girl game.

"No way." Kiyotaki Guixiang said slowly, "This week's krypton credit limit has been used up."

The family's financial power is in the hands of Kiyotaki Guixiang, and if she wants to krypton gold, she must get her daughter's consent.

"Is it really used up?" Kiyotaki Kosuke pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Think about it carefully."

"Ok?"

Kiyotaki Guixiang tilted her head to look at her father.

"Your aunt Yamauchi sent me a message just now, and met Kiyosuke in the park..." Kiyotaki Kosuke said quietly, "There is also a senior who is not feeling well... Can I make money now?"

Kiyotaki Guixiang: "..."

When Kiyosuke Hashima came out of the shower, he saw Kiyotaki Guixiang's expression was a little off, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Guixiang, what's wrong?"

"……fine."

"Could it be discovered by Yin Zi?"

Yin Zi was not found, but was found by his father. In a sense, the situation was even worse.

Kiyotaki Guixiang bit her lower lip: "Don't ask, you go play chess."

……

Next is the practice time of Kiyotaki Kazumon.

Nothing is short.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening.