What kind of man is breastfeeding?

"I am back--"

After finishing this sentence without raising her head, Xin Jiu changed her shoes at the entrance and closed the door——she didn't expect a reply, because there would be no one else in her family besides her.

The house was rented by Xinjiu near the school, and the aunt would come over to clean it every afternoon.When cooking, Xinjiu occasionally cooks by himself, and when he is busy, he will call his aunt to help.

Putting the schoolbag on the sofa, Xin Jiu lay down holding his shoulders, and checked his mobile phone by the way: there are no unread messages.

After hesitating for a while, she took down "The Encyclopedia of Love Guidance" from the bookshelf, and began to research on the symptoms—although she didn't get any results in the end.

Holding the book in his hands, Xinjiu fell into deep thought: This book can no longer help me... what should I do next?I haven't talked about it before, and there's no prior history to draw on -- wait, prior?

A certain experienced guy suddenly came to mind, and Xinjiu immediately found him from the contact information and made a call.

The connection over there was fast, and a man's frivolous voice came: "Benefactor, are you troubled late at night..."

"I'm in love," Xin Jiu closed the "Love Guidance Encyclopedia" in his hand, and interrupted the monk opposite: "But I have no experience. Don't you have many female pilgrims? Can you give me some advice?"

"Hey~Xiao Xinjiu is actually in love?" The voice on the other end of the phone seemed a little disappointed: "Is it too cruel to ask me to help guide you if you are in love?"

Xinjiu didn't believe the other party's nonsense at all—she had seen how this monk coaxed female pilgrims—Xinjiu said calmly, "20W sesame oil money."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then a man's hearty voice came: "No problem! I've sent you an email address."

Xinjiu hung up the phone, opened the mailbox of the computer, and indeed received a compressed package from the other party.She unzipped it, opened it, and saw dense videos inside.

The first [-] are pure love movies, and the last [-] are action romance movies, with rich and colorful content, and there are remark points and reference points next to each one.

Xinjiu: "..." She began to think about regretting not donating sesame oil money.

the next day.

Xin Jiu closed the computer, rubbed his sore brows, and looked at his phone by the way: still no information.

She watched all the videos at double speed last night. I don't know if those experiences are good for new wine. Now her mind is full of pornographic waste.

Asked the teacher for leave via text message, Xinjiu yawned and walked back to the bedroom, and fell headlong into the soft bed: she was too sleepy.So sleepy that she would never open her eyes unless Sarabbit called her now.

There was the sound of wind chimes in the dream, passing through the quiet summer night outside the house, making time blurred.

When Xin Jiu woke up from the dream, her breathing was so short that she was almost suffocated——she clenched her hand subconsciously, wanting to hold on to something.

It was only after the fingernails touched the palm that Xinjiu realized that there was nothing in her hands.

She let go of her hand slowly, sat back down slumped, and propped her forehead with one hand.

Surrounded by the familiar Xinghe, he actually fell asleep in the gap between the planes—Xin Jiu was a little dumbfounded, and even began to admire his big heart.

She said to herself: "Just now I said that Sato is a teacher, and then we started dating... Isn't this timeline really kidding me?"

The details shown in the dream are not very clear, but Xinjiu, whose memory is gradually recovering, can remember more details that were not seen in the dream.

For example, she went to the Confession Fireworks Festival with Sabito in the summer.

For example, Sabito came to the archery department to wait for her after school.

For example, she went to the dojo to watch Sato practice against others.

For example, they go on a date at an amusement park together.

……

The little movies passed to her by Monk Asahina are still useful, of course—except for the next twenty pornographic movies.

【woke up? 】

A familiar voice came from above, Xinjiu looked up and saw 21 hanging above, looking down at him.

She sighed, patted her buttocks and got up: [No one noticed we were fishing, right? 】

[Of course not,] 21 snorted, and said: [Can I let others find out? 】

Of course Xinjiu believed in 21's concealment ability.She rubbed her face to make herself more awake, "Did the Dazheng plane send a letter when I was sleeping?"

[Yes,] 21 uses the data stream to generate a stack of virtual stationery, and hands it to Xinjiu: [Zhu Shi sent it to you. 】

Xinjiu raised his eyebrows, took the letter and read it.

To Miss New Wine

Zhan Xin'an

Your blood is indeed special, I mixed it with the blood of Twelve Ghost Moons, and the blood of the ghosts was actually swallowed.But now I haven't done experiments on living ghosts - your blood is so special, I suspect it might not be thin blood, but another pseudo thin blood.

This is similar to how a cheetah in nature integrates itself with the surrounding scenery in order to capture its prey.

I guess your blood serves a similar purpose, disguising itself as an alluring thin blood.When the ghost can't stand the temptation and sucks your blood, it will be backlashed by your blood!

But to verify my guess, more of your blood is needed.I hope Miss Xinjiu can send me some of your blood very soon if possible.

—— Pearl World

Xinjiu read the entire letter silently, and asked 21: [Do you want me to teleport you there? 】

[Forget it,] Xinjiu shook his head: [Send me back to the office, I'll go to the hospital to draw blood and send it over. 】

[I'll go back when the main line is advanced over there. 】

The main reason is—Xin Jiu has not yet figured out how to face Satu.

Sabito in the Taisho period was just his friend, but Shinshu really couldn't treat each other as a friend.

21 Always respecting Xinjiu's opinion, she sent her back immediately when she wanted to go back.

After the slight dizziness passed, when Xin Jiu opened his eyes and saw the ceiling of the office, his mind was full of unreal trance.

She squeezed the space between her eyebrows, and she was able to ignore the huge monster hovering on the roof well.

At this time, it was past the off-duty time, and only Shinshu, Natsume, and mob were left in the office.

Natsume walked to Xin Jiu and knocked on her table: "Are you okay?"

Looking up at senior's concerned eyes, Xinjiu stretched his brows and smiled: "I'm fine. Why did senior Xia stay here today?"

She remembered that it should be mob's turn to lock the door today.

Natsume raised the folder in his hand, and said, "The HR department has recruited a new person, he is still a student, and he can only come for an interview after school."

"After the comprehensive evaluation by the HR department, I think it's more appropriate to be in the same room as an intern. Let me go and have a look."

According to the rules, only those who have reached 'S' in the year-end assessment will be included in the rank of the six-room administrator.But there are not no exceptions - a few highly rated existences, such as Qi Mu, who is so powerful that he is no different from a bug, can be exempted from the end-of-year assessment and be directly included in the list of the six-room administrators as interns.

Xin Jiu couldn't help sighing: "Another powerful guy is coming."

Natsume smiled and said, "Not every intern is suitable to be an administrator, and Xinjiu is also very good."

"I'll forget it," Xinjiu waved his hand, and at the same time stood up to sort out his files, muttering, "If it wasn't for looking for someone, I definitely wouldn't be an administrator!"

Even being a civil servant like Dororo is pretty good!What nanny wouldn't want to be a bald caretaker?

She turned her head and asked mob: "Does Mr. Yingshan still have to work overtime?"

Mob didn't expect Xinjiu to talk to him, and suddenly became nervous—he stood up and said, "I, I don't work overtime."

"Oh, then we can go together." Xinjiu had already put all the documents and USB flash drive he needed into his briefcase when he spoke.

She smiled at Mob and said, "When the plane report is handed in this time, Mr. Yingshan should also become a full-time member, right?"

Mob squeezed his briefcase nervously, and took two steps with the same hands and feet; he realized while walking, and quickly corrected himself.

Hearing the question about the new wine, mob replied: "Well, it's coming soon."

The three of them walked out of the office together; Natsume and Shinshu didn't take the same elevator because they were going to the HR department to see the new interns.

When Natsume left, there were only new wine and mob left in the elevator.

Since Xin Jiu had just returned from the gap between the planes, he inevitably felt a little tired.Leaning slightly on the elevator railing, she casually chatted with Mob: "Speaking of which, it's been three months since Mr. Shadow Mountain has been in the bureau, right? It feels like it was yesterday that Mr. Shadow came here to report."

Not only brought mob to report—even the day when he first took over the Dazheng plane, what happened to Xinjiu was as clear as yesterday.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, she will finish pushing the main story line.

Mob was a little shy, showing a slight smile, and said: "Actually, it's not three months, and it will be almost the same when this month is over."

"So fast?" Xinjiu was a little surprised—after the accident was over, she subconsciously praised—she patted Mob's head: "Mr. Yingshan is so amazing, he will become a regular in just over two months! "

The girl's hands were soft, and Mob could even smell her faint fragrance when she got close.

Mob's face blushed unconsciously - if it was the past, Mob would have been very happy if he was patted on the head and praised by Xinjiu like this.But now he is not happy at all: Miss Xinjiu's action clearly means that she still treats him like a child.

"Miss New Wine."

Grabbing the opponent's slender wrist, mob looked at her at the same level.

Xinjiu was puzzled, she wasn't worried that mob would hurt herself, she was just slightly surprised: "What's wrong?"

"I'm not a kid anymore," mob emphasized to her again, "I'm almost graduating from college, it's just that I have a tender face."

The wrist was grabbed, and Xinjiu still didn't respond to the slightest crisis.She smiled helplessly, and tried to pull her wrist out of Mob's palm, but found that she couldn't.

Xinjiu thought that Mob was still losing his temper, so he followed the other party's words to coax him: "Of course I know, Mr. Yingshan is already an adult..."

Mob pursed his lips and retorted: "You don't know!"

"Miss Xinjiu, you have never treated me as an independent adult man!"

Speaking of the latter, he was even a little bit wronged; it was the bit of grievance that Mob himself didn't realize that made Xin reflect on himself after drinking: Did he speak too perfunctorily?

The kid looks like he's about to cry!

She quickly searched for words in her mind to comfort the child—before Xinjiu could think of a suitable comforting word, mob continued on her own: "I hope that Miss Xinjiu can treat me like an adult man—— Please, Ms. Xinjiu, have a little sense of crisis towards me!"

New wine: "...Danger, sense of crisis?"

She was at a loss and didn't understand why things suddenly came to the 'sense of crisis'.

Seeing that the object of his crush is still bewildered, mob gritted his teeth and mustered up his courage: "Miss Xinjiu! I like you!"

"It's not a liking between friends, but a liking based on the premise of communication!"

The blank look on Xin Jiu's face quickly turned into shock!Her first reaction was something wrong with her ears... What did Kageyama-kun say just now?

like me?A liking based on a relationship?

After the confession, the boy's face was as red as a tomato.He let go of Xinjiu's hand, and took two steps back in a panic: "I, I didn't mean to force Miss Xinjiu, I—"

After a short period of courage passed, mob became more and more at a loss, and he couldn't believe it: Did I say it?

I actually said it in front of Miss Xinjiu!

Xinjiu scratched his face, unexpectedly, but also a little helpless.She organized her words, but her voice was as gentle as ever: "To be honest, I'm quite surprised...I didn't expect Kageyama-kun to like me."

"Thank you very much for your liking, but I'm sorry, I can't accept your heart."

"I already have someone I like."