The Infinite Powerhouse Mixed in the Comics

Two months may not matter to Jiang Jing, but in the eyes of Shiina Mashiro, it has passed for a long time, especially the time with Jiang Jing.

After all, it has only been more than five months since she came to Nihong from Yingguo, but in these five months, many things happened that Shiina Mashiro will remember in her life.

For example, when she met the most important person to her, the comics that only had drawing skills had improved amazingly with the help of Jiang Jing, and became a famous master of neon comics...

Snapped!

"It hurts... Sorata, I hate it." Mashiro Shiina covered her forehead and looked at Jiang Jing dissatisfied with her mouth.

Jiang Jing, who gave her a brainstorm, said with a smile, "I'm only too old to feel sorry for my life. If you feel like you haven't sat here for a long time, let's just sit here for the whole afternoon today, and we won't go to class."

"Really? Sorata." Mashiro Shiina's eyes lit up.

"real."

"Empty is so nice."

"You just said that I hate it."

"Did I say so?"

Looking at the dazed Shiina Mashiro, Jiang Jing shook his head, then smiled, and sat beside Shiina Mashiro, leaning against the tree trunk behind him and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Shiina Mashiro's eyes showed joy, and she sat on the grass with her feet curled up, leaning against the river view, lowered her head slightly, reached out to lift a strand of hair by her ear, and continued to draw manga.

The cool autumn wind blows, and spots of halo are sprinkled in the shade of the trees, stroking the girl's soft and long hair, and a few light golden hairs sweep across Jiang Jing's face, exuding a faint girl's unique fragrance.

Shiina Mashiro's profile is perfect. When she sits quietly and draws at this moment, she gives people a crystal clear beauty, just like an ice sculpture snow lotus swaying on the top of a snow mountain.

Sleepy in the spring, tired in the autumn, dozing off in the summer, a burst of drowsiness struck, Jiang Jing put his arms around Shiina Mashiro's slender waist, yawned, and slowly closed his eyes.

However, when Jiang Jing seemed to be asleep, on the surface of his body under his clothes, the mysterious texture that contained the truth of the universe continued to spread and perfect as if alive.

Unknowingly during this period of time, half of Jiang Jing's body that surpassed Baiyin Dachao was covered with the texture of the universe, revealing an indescribably majestic, thick, vast, and innocent meaning.

And those textures that contain the truth of the universe also have a strange beauty, which is the most perfect trace between heaven and earth. During this time, whenever Jiang Jing, Shiina Mashiro, Hiratsuka Shizuka, Matou Sakura Rias and the others were active, they looked at Jiang These lines on Jing's body, these women...

Such a warm atmosphere lasted until the afternoon, when the school bell rang, Mashiro Shiina stopped on her hand, turned her head and whispered in Jiang Jing's ear.

"Sorata, school is over."

"Is it so fast?"

Jiang Jing opened his eyes, and saw Shiina Mashiro's exquisite face so close at hand, he couldn't help but smiled slightly and lowered his head, burying his face in the soft long hair on her shoulder.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Jing said intoxicated, "It's so fragrant, it's so white."

"Sorata, II" Shiina Mashiro said seriously, saying so on the lips, but subconsciously grabbed Jiang Jing's hand on her waist.

"Ah, junior, Xiao Zhenbai, you are actually at school..."

At this time, Misaki Kamikusa's exclamation sounded in the distance. Looking at the two people upstairs together, she looked like she saw something and couldn't see it, and covered her eyes with her backpack in one hand and the other.

But from her open fingers, there was an excited look behind her, as if you continue, I didn't see it.

Jiang Jing let go of Mashiro Shiina with a slight smile, stood up from the ground, stretched his waist, and then looked at Misaki Kamikusa: "Sister, you showed up just after ringing the bell, and you quit class early? As a famous person, don't you do that?" Okay, senior."

"Haha...Student, I find it boring in the classroom now, let's not come tomorrow." Misaki Kamikusau laughed and changed the subject.

"No, you guys haven't been to the classroom this afternoon, have you?"

"No."

"Student, you have become bad. You skipped class all afternoon and said you meant to leave early."

"We are different, senior."

"What's the difference?"

"Sorata, shall we come tomorrow?" Shiina Mashiro tugged Jiang Jing's sleeve at this time, then looked at the lawn below him, looking expectantly at Jiang Jing.

The meaning is obvious. After tomorrow, I will continue to sleep here in the afternoon, and draw and draw.

But Jiang Jing shook his head slightly: "Skip class tomorrow, I have something to go out for a while."

Hearing this, Misaki Uikusa was stunned, the smile on his face paused, and then he asked curiously: "Student, you have something to go out again! How long will it take this time?"

"Sorata." Shiina Mashiro subconsciously pulled Jiang Jing's sleeve.

"Uh...don't make an expression that I won't come back after I go out tomorrow, I'll be back in a few days at most." Jiang Jing couldn't help but said speechlessly.

"It's only been a few days, junior, don't worry, I'll take care of Sakurasou." Misaki Umikusa patted her majestic chest muscles and embraced everything.

"No, I'd better tell Qingshan to be better. If I count on you, senior sister, I'm afraid that Sakurazhuang will be demolished when I come back."

"Student, you look down on people, but I'm a genius." Misaki Umikusao said dissatisfied.

"Yes, Sorata looks down on people, and I am also very good." Mashiro Shiina clenched his small fists aside.

"Misaki-senpai, Mashiro, you guys came out so soon, what's the situation?" At this time, Aoyama Nanami came over, looking suspiciously at Jiang Jing who was reprimanded by Kamikusa Misaki and Mashiro.

Jiang Jing smiled: "It's nothing, it's just that I'm going out to do some errands tomorrow, and when I come back in a few days, I'll hand over Yinghuazhuang to you."

"No problem." Aoyama Qihai nodded with all her strength.

"Let's go, go back."

"By the way, Qingshan, it seems that there are not many vegetables in the refrigerator. Let's go to the supermarket to buy some before going back."