The Infinite Powerhouse Mixed in the Comics

Although he has regarded Shiina Mashiro as his personal property, is it really good to say it so bluntly, after all, saying this to a person like Mashiro who has no common sense makes him feel like abducting an ignorant girl.

He, Jiang Jing, is a good person, how could he do such a thing unless the other party took the initiative.

"Marry Sorata." Shiina Mashiro tilted her head, and there was a hint of emotion in her eyes.

"Okay." Shiina Mashiro nodded.

Zhenbai didn't make Jiang Jing feel embarrassed or at a loss like those teenagers who had never been in a relationship, but asked her, "Zhenbai, do you know what marriage means?"

"I know, it means being with Sora all the time."

Shiina Mashiro said in a flat tone: "It's very comfortable and quiet around Sorata, I like it."

"Junior, I'll leave Mashiro to you today." Kasuga Misaki Uai suddenly stood up and grabbed Shiina Mashiro's hand with a serious look.

"From today on, no matter whether he is born, old, sick or dead, whether he is poor, sick or disabled, until he dies..."

Snapped!

Ouch... Misaki Uai Kusanagi clutched her forehead and cried out in pain.

"Don't make trouble, senpai, you two are still having fun." Jiang Jing looked at Shiina Mashiro Misaki, who was a little bit into the play, with a serious look on his face.

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ps: The first update, today is Saturday off, so update it early.

Chapter 43

It was already a bit sultry at night when it was approaching summer, but the temperature in Jiang Jing's room was always at a constant temperature, because the excess heat energy was absorbed by him.

"Xiao Zhenbai, are you going to sleep in the junior's room again tonight?" After eleven o'clock, Misaki Uai, who came down to find something to eat, opened Jiang Jing's room and walked in carelessly.

Wearing a short T-shirt and hot pants, she didn't care that she entered a boy's room. She didn't even wear a hood in it.

Inside the house, Shiina Mashiro was wearing long pajamas that covered her hips, and only a fat pair underneath, revealing a pair of long, slender, white legs sitting cross-legged on the floor, bowing her head and drawing.

In front of the computer, Jiang Jing has already copied the third volume of Dragon and Tiger, and he is revising it according to the social environment of this world. After handing it over to Yuriko Uemura tomorrow, he will have nothing to do with him.

"Ah, Sorata is cool here." Shiina Mashiro raised his head blankly, then nodded and said calmly.

"Hey! It seems to be true. It's much cooler than my place. Junior brother, did you turn on the air conditioner so early?"

"It's not turned on." Saying that, Misaki Uisei looked up at the air conditioner on the wall, and found that it was off, and suddenly looked at Jiang Jing in confusion.

"It's naturally cool to be in a quiet heart, Senior Sister, of course you're hot when you jump around every day." Jiang Jing said casually as he revised the text in his hand without raising his head.

"is it?"

Uemui Misaki looked at Shiina Mashiro, who was sitting on the ground quietly drawing, and at Jiang Jing, who was quietly editing the document.

In less than 2 minutes, Misaki Kamikai's eyes lit up, and she said pleasantly, "It's really Junior Brother Ye, I feel it, it's so cold all over my body."

"..."

Jiang Jing turned his head to look at her with strange eyes, and then smiled: "As expected of Miss Misaki, you have reached the realm of Buddhist meditation so quickly, entering the body and mind, the unity of man and nature, the temperature in the body and the communication with the outside world. , no longer feel hot..."

"Sister, what are you talking about...?" Jiang Jing's Hu Qiao said with a dazed face.

"It's nothing."

"Hey, Senior Ren is so late today and hasn't slept yet?"

"I got up and went to the toilet." Seeing Misaki Uisei still in the Jiangjing room so late, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Mitaka Ren's eyes.

Then he looked at Misaki Uai Kusanagi: "Misaki, why are you still in Kanda's room so late, it's time to go back to sleep, don't disturb them."

After finishing speaking, Mitaka Ren winked at Uai Kusamamisaki and motioned her to look at Jiang Jing and Mashiro, and Uai Kusosaki immediately understood.

"Oh, I feel a little tired all of a sudden, Xiao Mashiro, junior, I'm going back, don't play too late at night." Uemii Misaki pretended to stretch, and followed Mitaka Ren with a smile.

"Bring me the door. Hey."

Seeing the two people running away, Jiang Jing shook his head speechlessly.

After modifying the files in his hand, he clicked to send it to Yuriko Uemura's mailbox, and Jiang Jing was ready to turn off the computer and go to sleep.

Ding dong! !

"Lord Ryunosuke said, please be quiet in the evening next door. There is an underage master engineer working next to him, please don't disturb him. Sincerely, the maid who loves Ryunosuke the most."

In the lower right corner of the computer, the next-door Akasaka Ryunosuke maid dialog box pops up.

"Maid, do you want Akasaka to like you? I have a way." Jiang Jing sent the message with a smirk.

"Think about it... Dear Mrs. Kanda Sora, please be sure to tell me how to do it. If it is successful, the maid will definitely repay you, and the excited maid is sincere."

"How to repay, talk about it, it has to be useful." Jiang Jing teased the intelligent secretary with a smile.

"Let me think about it. By the way, I can transfer a little money from Ryunosuke-sama's treasury to you. Is 500 million enough? I remember that Kanda-sama recently raised a woman, and the money seems to be insufficient." Behind him is a data cable, The mini image of the beautiful little secretary is dancing in the lower right corner, very happy.

"That's a good idea, I'll tell you... Didi Di..." Just when Jiang Jing was about to tease the little maid, the line on the other side suddenly disconnected.

The next morning, Jiang Jing opened his eyes and saw that the upper body pajamas had a few buttons open, revealing the fair skin inside, and the lower body was only wearing Shiina Mashiro, who was almost half-fat and sat astride his stomach.

In particular, Zhenbai's small buttocks were in contact with the place where the man behind him naturally reacted in the morning. The slightly elastic and soft touch made Jiang Jing's abdomen instinctively warm.

As for his current physique, a girl weighing less than [-] pounds could barely feel it sitting on her stomach, as light as a goose feather, so Jiang Jing, who fell into deep sleep on her own, didn't know when she sat on it.