If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

So soak for a while.

Holding the smooth edge of the bathtub with the palm of his hand, he lifted his bare feet slightly stained with water droplets. First, his big pearl-like thumb dipped into the water to test the water temperature, and then he stepped into the water with his entire foot. Swallowed up to the elastic thighs, rising slightly to an inconspicuous height.

After stepping into the bathtub with both legs, he leaned back comfortably on the edge of the bathtub at night, with his hands and fingers interlaced on his flat abdomen, leaving only his delicate nose and its upward part sticking out of the water, including his mouth, chin, All necks were soaked in warm water.

Huh, it's so comfortable.

Ye Jian's eyes were half-open and his vision was blurry, the mist was like being in a fairyland.

eh?Why does this water have a slightly familiar smell?

What does it taste like?

It took me half a day to see it before I remembered that this very clean aroma was the same as the smell he smelled when he was holding Xiao Liumei.

Oh, it's the smell of Tsurumi, and by the way, she took a bath here just now...

In the living room, Liu Mei, who had dried her black hair, was watching another legal program on TV.

She was leaning on the large leather sofa, her knees and a calf sticking out from her light nightdress were stretched flat on the sofa, her slippers were on the ground, and her two smooth little feet were twisting and twisting.

Although he is young, Liumei also understands that a person's general preferences and personality can be judged from the TV shows they watch.

People who watch beauty makeup are more stinky, people who watch variety shows are generally more leisurely, and most people who watch anime like beautiful girls, but what happened to those who have nothing to do with legal channels?

A partner of justice?

The young ice beauty turned her head a few times and didn't know how to judge Ye Jian's character.

Probably a decent person.

Rumi looked at the ceiling with a small mouth, only the famous detective with violet hair on TV was telling her reasoning in an extremely rational voice.

What a smart and beautiful person, can I become such a person when I grow up...

Xiao Liumei walked for a while before she realized she didn't hear the sound of the shower.

I didn't come out at night, are you taking a bath?

Thinking that Ye Jian was immersed in the water she had just soaked in, Liu Mei's heart was slightly agitated, which made her blush.

Yea, can't think about it anymore, let's do something serious.

The little girl jumped off the sofa with a puff, and her two feet just happened to be on Kumamon's face on the slippers.Putting her feet into the slippers, the paralyzed cold girl ran to the bathroom.

Lightly knocked on the bathroom door.

"See you at night, I came in and took out the dirty clothes and washed them in the washing machine."

Ye Jian, who was squinting in the bathtub, was confused for a while before he could react.

"Oh, okay, thank you. But my suit can't be washed directly with water. Just put it aside and don't worry about it."

Probably because it was so comfortable to take a bath and run, Ye Jian's voice at this time was not as cold as before, but rather feminine.

This kind of voice made Liu Mei's heart itch again, but she agreed calmly on the surface, opened the bathroom door to one side and entered the field of white mist, forcing herself to probe into the room that separated Ye Jian. The urge to glance in the curtain took out the basket containing the dirty clothes and closed the door.

The clothes that Yomi and Rumi took off were all in this basket, and their underwear, coats and skirts were all piled up together.Liu Mei picked out Ye Jian's suits, trousers, and shirts that were wet with cocoa milk, spread them out to dry, and threw all the rest of her clothes and Ye Jian's pure white underwear into the washing machine.

At this time, Ye Jian, who was still soaking in the bathtub, was a little worried. He didn't know what to wear next.

It used to be a simple solution to put the suit back in the long-lasting wardrobe to clean it and then take it out or just take out other clothes, but now it can't be explained like Tsurumi.And the fabric of this dress cannot be washed directly with water, and it is very complicated to wash.If you choose to wear the suit dirty, the cup of cocoa milk that soaked the suit jacket and stained the shirt inside and then flowed onto the pants must be annoying enough at night.

Regardless of whether it is beautiful or not, it is estimated that it will form a hard scab on the clothes after it solidifies, and it is not comfortable to wear.

Forget it, just thinking about it is useless. I really can't wait to take a shower and try it with water. It is estimated that it will be a tragedy.

Ye Jian gave up thinking, closed his eyes and immersed himself in the water, feeling the warmth that enveloped him completely, strands of golden hair floating on the water, like a luxurious golden ribbon.

Outside the bathroom, Liu Mei started the washing machine and ran to her mother's bedroom.

There are far more than two bedrooms in the two-storey mansion, but apart from Liu Mei and her mother each occupying one, the rest are empty and no one is using them.

And many times in the United States will go to my mother's bedroom to sleep with my mother.

She opened the closet in her mother's bedroom, and Liu Mei took out a hanging nightdress that was the same style as hers, but enlarged a lot.

This is the one my mother usually wears.

Liu Mei knew that she had soiled Ye Jian's clothes and his clothes were not easy to clean, so he now has no clothes to wear after taking a shower, so he took out his mother's clothes and planned to put them on for him.

It's a woman anyway, so my mother wouldn't mind.

Liu Mei folded the skirt in half with her small hands, and walked to the living room with it.

I can finally see what the women's clothes look like at night, they must be very beautiful.

The girl with few expressions wrinkled her nose with some cute anticipation in her heart.

086 Tsurumi Rumi is not simple ([-])

The hot air leaking from the crack of the bathroom door covered the large mirror on the vanity by the door with a white mist.

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The sound of the door opening attracted the attention of Liu Mei, who was sitting on the sofa. She shook her long hair and turned her head to look in the direction of the bathroom. A bare foot with white crystals and a few drops of water was wearing rubber slippers and walking slowly with an elegant and charming rhythm. out.

"Clap" on smooth tile.