[Comprehensive] The fiancé he picked up by writing the article suddenly

Donghua is a very calm person. Apart from her own personality, her grandfather has tempered her concentration since she was a child, but now——

She frowned and looked at the book in her hand that hadn't been turned for a long time. The professional terms on it passed her eyes in a flash without leaving a trace. She sighed and raised her eyelashes to look at the watch. It's six o'clock in the evening 25 points.

It was 35 minutes before Akashi came home from school.

At first, Dong Hua only felt that every time it was six o'clock in the evening, her mood was like flowers being carried by the wind, and she unconsciously became impetuous, so she could only blame it on the unexplained mood swings, and tried to force it Release yourself from this restless state.

However, she was meditating and listening to concerts, but she couldn't find the right way. Her heart still seemed to be thumping like a little rabbit, beating her heartbeat rhythmically.However, Donghua later discovered that it seemed very simple to get out of this state—as long as the door panel that she had traced countless times with her eyes was pulled away from the outside, and then the red-haired boy walked through the door panel in a little hazy twilight. Appeared later, the red pupils shining warmly and peacefully were slightly bent, and there was a soft smile on the lips: "I'm back."

The little rabbit that was always thumping in the heart will quickly and obediently lie down, bringing an indescribable stability and steadfastness at the same time, and the inexplicable dependence on Akashi Seijuro is satisfied.Donghua, who was sitting on the futon, caressed her heart in a daze, and after a while she understood and showed the dimples on her lips shyly: "Welcome back, Seijuro."

However, at this moment, she is still in the anxiety that cannot be solved at this stage. Donghua sighed, buckled the book resignedly, stood up and walked out the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the door, she had a face-to-face meeting with the maid Ruca who had been taking care of her for the past few days. She didn't seem to expect that Donghua would suddenly open the door. Instinctively took two steps back.

"Miss Ruina?" Donghua supported the door frame and blinked blankly. She is not very good at getting along with this lively maid who is not like working in Akashi's house. "May I ask what you want?"

Rucai regained her composure, raised her head and smiled excitedly at her again: "Miss Donghua, are you busy now?"

"No."

Probably just sitting in the outer hall and lost in thought.

"Then please change into thicker clothes," Luna bent over, "Would you like to go to the garden with me?"

"Garden?" Dong Hua tilted her head in doubt.

……

"This is...?" Dong Hua looked up at the swing stand in front of her, couldn't help but slightly opened her eyes, and couldn't help turning her head to ask Lu Cai behind her in surprise, "When did you get this?"

"Actually, Ms. Donghua should have installed it before she moved in," Rucai said pointedly, "but the young master seems to have entrusted someone to buy the materials, and it was delivered very late, so it was installed today."

The lights had been turned on in the garden long ago, which opened up the tulle-like twilight, so the finely crafted swing frame in front of me was clearly in my eyes.

Donghua bit her lower lip, and instinctively moved two steps towards that side. Suddenly she remembered something, turned her head to look at Lucai, and asked eagerly: "He will be out of school later, should I pretend to be The first time you know?"

"It's okay," Rucai looked at some girls who couldn't turn the corner, covered her mouth and smirked, and after coughing twice, she looked serious again, "Young master said that it's fine to bring you here when it's done, and let me You pass the time—will you sit down and try it now?"

"Let's wait a while," Dong Hua thought for a while, then turned her head preemptively under the soft white light, leaving only the back of Lu Cai's head before continuing, "Wait for him to come back."

Rucai suppressed a smile: "Yes."

After leaving the garden, Dong Hua briskly returned to the outer hall, and sat down on her exclusive futon with even more anticipation, staring at the door with bright eyes and focus in a daze.Probably Seijuro Akashi explained something before, although there are not many servants in the sub-house, they all regard her as a very fragile glass beauty, wishing to feed rice directly into her mouth.

Dong Hua got goosebumps all over her body that she didn't feel used to, and they said it cryptically twice before they gradually restrained themselves.

"Miss Donghua, your tea." The butler gently knelt down beside her, and put the steaming teacup in front of the girl.

"Mr. Butler!" The butler is old, and it is difficult to sit with these large movements. Donghua hurriedly helped him, "Why did you deliver it yourself?"

The benevolent old man smiled: "Miss Donghua, how is your health today?"

Dong Hua always has a good impression of the old man, and she softened her expression when she heard the words, and nodded: "Thank you for your concern, I am recovering every day."

"However, Miss Donghua seems to be a bit bored at this time." The butler smiled a little more slyly, "The young master asked us to take good care of the young lady, and the young lady's entertainment is naturally our job. "

"Pastime?" Dong Hua put down her teacup in confusion, feeling that today's pastimes seemed to be piled together.

"I kept this for myself a long time ago." The butler took out a photo album from behind, "I have obtained the consent of Mrs. Madam, and some photos seem to be not even in the main house."

Dong Hua regained her energy in an instant. Although she hadn't opened it yet, she could guess the content. She immediately pursed her lips in surprise and joy, and looked at the housekeeper: "Can I read it?"

The housekeeper nodded generously: "Miss Donghua is free."

She couldn't help taking a deep breath, and the old photo album in front of her became extraordinary. After she paused her fingers, Donghua turned to the first page with an almost solemn mood——

"...Huh? Is this Seijuro?" Donghua couldn't help laughing, and turned her head to confirm with the butler with her eyes bent.

"It's the young master." The butler replied unhurriedly.

The little baby in the photo looks like a white and soft snow dumpling. His upper body is bare, revealing a tender little white flesh. The contrast between the skin and the red hair is very strong. The eyes are almost disproportionately large. It is also a little lighter than it is now, and it is so clear that it seems to be able to reflect people's shadows. However, this is not what Donghua cares about most. What she cares about most is——

"Mrs. Akashi," Donghua bent down|, looked at the little yellow duck diapers wrapped around the baby, and smiled gloatingly, "So it's so cute?"

"Madam is very childlike," the butler still said slowly, not caring at all that he was flirting with the young master in front of the future young lady, "I don't remember very well, I still remember when there were kittens and puppies, Uh... there are Doraemon's too."

Donghua was already laughing so hard that she couldn't stand upright, her ability to conceive pictures as a light novelist came in handy in an instant, those fancy diapers came to her mind with the butler's voice, and the corresponding ones—— Akashi Seijuro in boy form.

When Akashi came back, he saw this scene: the girl was sitting on the futon with a smile on her face, holding a cup of tea with the butler next to her, chatting happily.

"Winter Flower," he called her as usual, "I'm back."

However, the girl didn't greet him as usual, she said "Welcome home" while taking off his coat, instead she just raised her eyelashes and glanced at him, then thought of such a happy thing, lowered her head and covered her mouth and laughed .

Akashi: "...???"

He looked down at his attire, then looked up at the girl who was still smiling, and raised half of his eyebrows in doubt: "... Winter Flower?"

"Cough," Dong Hua tried her best to straighten her face, but the smile in her eyes still lingered for a long time. She stood up from the futon, and the housekeeper left in time.She walked up to the boy and took off his coat, "Welcome back, Seijuro."

"..." Akashi looked at her deliberately not looking at him, and blinked, "Did something happen?"

"Nothing happened!" Dong Hua said quickly, then quietly raised her eyelids to look at him, and couldn't help but smile with narrowed eyes and curled lips.

Akashi: ".........?????"

His usual expression didn't fluctuate much, and it was the first time he showed such strong doubts.

"Nothing! Really nothing," Donghua tried to put on a serious face and said with certainty, she nodded quite firmly, and quickly changed the subject, "I saw the swing in the garden."

"Have you ever played?" Akashi's expression softened slightly.

Most of Dong Hua's smile dissipated in an instant, her eyelashes fluttered twice, her earlobes were involuntarily stained with a girl's shy powder, she pursed her lips, and said softly, "Not yet, I'm waiting for you."

Akashi chuckled softly, and held her hand: "Then I'll take you there now."

At seven o'clock in the early spring, the twilight had already subsided heavily and densely. Dong Hua was in a good mood, holding his little finger, and walked briskly two steps in front of him.

Akashi looked at her back: "Are you happy today?"

"Yeah!" Dong Hua simply turned around and faced him, "Very happy."

However, before the last sound dissipated in the air, she was already filled with joy and sorrow—two feet tripped suddenly and unexpectedly, and her whole body immediately swayed unsteadily.

"Winter flower!" Akashi Seijuro immediately grabbed her arm and pulled it towards him.

Dong Hua only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and suddenly threw herself on a warm and firm body, and her lips stuck to two soft pieces at the same time.

Akashi raised his eyes slightly, and the girl's eyes were in his sight. He blinked slowly, and his eyelashes brushed against hers, like the wings of two butterflies overlapping for a moment.

Dong Hua trembled, and immediately took two steps back supporting his shoulder: "...Sorry."

Akashi maintained the posture of embracing her back for a moment, then shook his head nonchalantly: "It's just that you're fine."

She seems to have been very resistant to kissing, Akashi has been able to detect it a long time ago, and there have been moments when the ambiguous atmosphere reached a certain critical value, but the girl would pretend not to understand his hints every time, and just buried her head in his Hold tightly in the shoulder socket.

But Akashi also knows that Fuyuka believes that kissing is the most intimate thing two people can do, even more intimate than the blending of milk and water.

Thinking up to this point, he lowered his eyelids, and directly stretched out his hand to pull the girl into his arms.

Dong Hua was startled immediately: "Zheng, Zheng Juro?"

The boy's warm and tense palms curved along her cheeks, and slowly inserted his fingers|into the thick long hair behind her ears, while hanging down his neck——

"Seijuro..." Donghua immediately froze and pushed his shoulder helplessly.

"Hush——" She only felt the young man press his thumb to her lips, and made a gentle gesture of silence. People were trembling, Dong Hua could only see the corners of his raised lips, "Don't say anything, close your eyes."

Dong Hua first pursed her lips blankly, and after a long while, she slowly closed her eyes under his long and patient gaze.

The thumb pressing on the lips then slowly and delicately slid along the lip line, the touch of the fingertips stayed on the earlobe, Dong Hua felt his chin was lifted by him, and a warm thing opened the gap between the lips and sent it into the mouth. between her lips.

At the same time, the boy pressed out from his vocal cords, and a short syllable like a soft feather floated to her ear: "Feel me."

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