If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

Seemingly amused by the plot on TV, she covered her mouth with her little hands and laughed happily, "Hahaha", and then asked again, "What did you do this afternoon?"

051 Takasaka Tong is not arrogant ([-])

"What did you do this afternoon?"

Regarding this issue, Jingsuke has already thought about his rhetoric. It is nothing more than chatting with Ye Jian about light novels. If you are more detailed, you can also talk about the division of labor between the two, such as Ye Jian being responsible for the image and so on. This problem can easily be covered up.

However, he opened his mouth, but closed it again. With such a relaxed feeling of being with his family and being warm to each other, he really didn't want to tell lies.

Even the most adept liar suffers from lying.

After being silent for a few seconds, even Tong Nai looked away from the TV in confusion when he turned to look at him, he finally said: "...Can I not say it?"

In the end, he still couldn't figure out how to explain such completely unrealistic things as the system girl, transformation, and tasks, but he didn't want to deceive Kirino again, so he had to respond in this straightforward way.

Tong Nao frowned his golden eyebrows, and the doubt in his eyes turned to worry: "What happened... Will it hurt you?"

Jingsuke felt awkward because he didn't know how to explain it, and even the movements on his hands were a bit at a loss. He subconsciously raised his left hand and compared a few movements, but he didn't know what to say: "...That's not it, it should be regarded as ...it's good for me, but I really don't know how to explain it to you, can you...let me talk about it slowly?"

Hearing that Jingsuke denied that this was a bad thing for him, Tong Nao breathed a sigh of relief, and put the head raised to look at him back on the sofa, Shui Shi's big eyes also closed halfway lazily, The voice returned to calm: "It's okay, I'm actually not that curious. You can talk about it when you want, as long as you don't encounter any trouble."

She paused for a moment, her tone akin to that of a big sister: "If you run into trouble, tell me about it."

Jingsuke was amused, and let down the hand that was stiff in the air, and put it on Tongno's waist: "Oh, definitely, definitely, I'll tell you, Mom."

"Who is your mother?"

Tong Nai spit out a sentence, and turned her attention to the TV again, but the commercials had already started to broadcast. She puffed out her mouth childishly, sat up on the sofa, and then fell to the other side, little girl. His head slammed hard on Kyosuke's thigh.

After these few flashes, Jingsuke, who had started to give up thinking after focusing on the advertisement, didn't react at all, and felt a "bang" pain in his thigh.

"I go!"

He was startled, but when he saw that it was Tong Nai lying on his lap, he hurriedly stopped standing up: "You scared me to death!"

Tong Nai pouted and looked disdainful: "You are too timid."

As she spoke, she raised her soft little hands and touched/touched a few times near Jingsuke's waist, as if to find where the gallbladder was, but in the end she realized that the location of gallbladder was not emphasized in biology class, so she took it back angrily. hand.

Kyousuke was a little uncomfortable with her actually light touches. He grabbed Kirino's little hand that had no resistance at all, put the back of her hand on his palm, and then drilled his five fingers through the little fingers. He went in and pinched her slender fingers between his two fingers one by one.

Tong Nai didn't move, and even the muscles of his entire arm relaxed, and he let him manipulate him, but moved his clean body, which was only covered in pajamas, back again, the back of his head was close to Jingsuke's belly, a kind of warm feeling. sense of security.

Kyousuke also lost interest in advertising. He tilted his head back and leaned back completely on the sofa, sinking into the soft leather, feeling more comfortable than lying flat on the bed.

He closed his eyes gently, the light was gradually swallowed up by the darkness, and even his hearing became inexplicably dull, the empty darkness and vagueness seemed to be more and more clearly felt in the sound of advertisements that were getting farther and farther away. To the heat and fragrance of Tong Nao.

The small head rested tightly against his stomach, the hands and the forearm and the forearm fit together, comfortably resting on the waist of Tong Nao lying on his side, the heat of the two bodies seemed to melt in a trance. One, forming a complete cycle that runs through the two from the point of contact.

Tong Nai's heart became more and more calm, and the scattered and messy colors/emotions slowly dissipated like ripples on the water. There was a quiet and peaceful mind. She turned off the TV with a "toot" of the remote control, and narrowed it comfortably. Eyes, long eyelashes trembled gently, slowly returning to calm.

Kirino's hands are small and slender, but probably because girls have layers of subcutaneous fat, they feel fleshy to the touch.Her body temperature is a little higher than Kyosuke's, so Kyosuke holds her hand like a warm little stove.

Kyousuke's thumb swayed slightly, reaching under Tongno's originally shrunk white tender index finger, the fingertips slowly rubbed against her slightly sweaty finger belly, and then slid to the fleshy folds between the knuckles, peeling off the two. The soft meat on the side, gently rubbing the thin layer of skin at the knuckles with your fingertips.

Tong Nao's small hand trembled slightly as if it was stimulated, but soon relaxed again, and the moist fine sweat was lightly attached to the palm of the hand, making the skin friction less stiff.

She didn't move her index finger, and her completely relaxed posture made it look like a soft white plasticine being bent and manipulated into various poses by Kyousuke, while Kirino's other fingers were naughty and curled up between Kyousuke's fingers. It kept dancing, just like the innocent spring onions that grew out of the earth, swaying freely with the wind.

The small and cute little finger clumsily rubbed against Kyousuke's little finger, the slender and graceful ring finger was elegantly drawn in circles, and the slender and fair middle finger was bent, scratching the back of Kyousuke's finger with his fingernails, as if they were surrounded by adults. Stop coquettish child.

The moist and warm breath slid softly on Kyousuke's thigh from the small mouth coated with crystal lipstick, and stuck to the slightly cold skin through the thin pants.

Author's message:

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By the way, I just went to the author's backstage and saw a reminder from a book guest that I was in the position of [Editor-in-chief], but I didn't see my book in this column.

Am I understanding it wrong?

I don't seem to have a recommendation now...

052 Takasaka Tong is not arrogant ([-])

Kyousuke's left hand was still rubbing against Kirino's knuckles, and the belly of the fingers tightly adhered to the fine lines caused by the bending between the joints over the years.

He raised his right hand to cover Tongno's small head again, and gently massaged it. The hat of the brown bear's pajamas gave him a fluffy feel, and the semi-circular little bear's ears were squashed across the palm from time to time.

He seemed to think that was not enough fun, he lifted his hat slightly, Tong Nao's fair face and delicate auricle were exposed to the air, his right hand cunningly got into the gap of the hat, and lightly pinched Tong Nai's Small ears.

No force was exerted, but the thumb was placed inside the warm ear against the beautifully curved auricle, as if leaning against a tent, while the index finger was slightly curled and clamped on the outside of the ear, and the two fingers slowly kneaded It was as if the old man was playing with Wen Wan carefully, making an inaudible rustling sound.

The elastic little ears changed shape back and forth, causing the ears to be flushed. Tong Nao's breathing was a little heavier, and the fragrance spread on the tip of Jingsuke's nose became more intense. It seemed that there was some substance in Tong Nao's small body. Along with breathing, it was introduced into Kyosuke's body.

They snuggled together like this for a quiet nap for a while, and some vague voices spit out from Kirino's mouth on Jingsuke's lap: "Let's buy groceries and cook for ourselves at night."

Jingsuke's slow-paced words were accompanied by a heavy nasal voice: "Okay. There is a supermarket selling vegetables nearby. I will take you there in a while. ... But I can't cook."

Tong Nai didn't even bother to move her pink lips when she spoke, she seemed to have something in her mouth when she spoke: "I know you can't cook, after all, you don't have much chance to learn and practice, so you can fight me later. Just fine."

Jingsuke said "Oh" with interest: "It sounds like you are very good at cooking?"

Kirino was as proud as ever, but now if her nose grew longer, she would probably pierce Jingsuke's thigh: "Of course! As long as I think about it, there is nothing I can't be good at."

"Oh, is that so?" Kyousuke slapped Kirino's auricle more forcefully while laughing, and his little finger penetrated into the narrow ear canal, and gently rubbed the inner wall with tiny fluff. .

Tongno let out a subconscious "Hmm~", his breath instantly became hot, his slender neck trembled slightly, causing his head to rub against Kyousuke's thigh.