[Comprehensive] The male gods are reborn

Kotoko Murakami began to feel that her pulling her friends over to see the graphic photography of the former male god might be the biggest mistake she made recently.

Looking at the tall boy standing beside Wangyue Huali, who looked like a large golden retriever only protecting his master, she couldn't help but silently rolled her eyes.

Oh man.

"Little Huali, so you are a student of Ice Emperor Academy? What a coincidence."

Kise Ryota's right hand touched his blond hair that was particularly dazzling in the sun, his eyes widened in feigned surprise, and the surprise on his face could hardly be hidden.

"Actually, I'm pretty good at basketball." The boy said shyly in a voice that didn't fit his usual personality at all, "After a while, Haichang will have a friendly match with Ice Emperor's basketball club, and you must come Watch my game."

Well, there wasn't originally.Kise Ryota decided to propose to Kasamatsu-senpai a friendly match with Hyotei after returning to school, even at the risk of being kicked...

"Hi." The so-called people who reach out and don't hit the smiling face, even if the young man's attitude is too eager, the good tutor Mochizuki Huali can only respond with a gentle smile, "I believe it will be very exciting."

"Then, Mochizuki-chan, please cheer me on." Kise Ryota immediately hit the snake stick.

"Little Huali, the bus seems to be arriving soon."

Kotoko Murakami tugged on his friend's wrist lightly, and interrupted quite intentionally.

Although there is still an intersection, at least you can see that the bus is already waiting in front of the traffic light and is about to arrive at the stop.

Mochizuki Huali smiled at Kise Ryota to express her response, and turned to look helplessly at Murakami Kotoko who was holding her arm. She could still see that her friend obviously meant it.

The Murakami Group is indeed a rising upstart in the upper circles, but in fact, before making a fortune at home, Murakami Kotoko spent most of her childhood growing up with her grandparents in the countryside.

Therefore, compared to the ladies and young masters of big families who are used to traveling by special cars, Murakami Kotoko actually prefers to experience various means of transportation like a child in an ordinary family.

For example, take the bus to the calligraphy exhibition.

Although daily trips are always picked up by the driver's car, Mochizuki Huali does not reject public transportation, and she rarely goes out to play with Qinzi, so it is naturally the choice of her friends.

It was the first time for the girl to take a public bus, and she looked at the environment on the public transportation indiscriminately. It was completely different from the feeling of taking a private bus alone, which made her feel a little novel.

"Is this the first time Mochizuki-chan has taken a public bus?"

The observation skills of basketball players are naturally not weak. Seeing the faint light in Mochi Yuehuali's usually calm blue eyes, Kise Ryota, who was standing next to the girl's seat holding the armrest, couldn't help but opened the door.

"Yes, it is."

Mochizuki Huali tilted her head, and her originally fair cheeks were uncontrollably slightly pinkish. Is she so obvious?

Kawaii!

Kise Ryota didn't expect that it was just a sentence, and Xiao Huali, who was always peaceful, turned red.His heartbeat sped up slightly, and his orange eyes stared intently at the girl in front of him as if they were attracted by magnets.

Because there are not many seats, Murakami Kotoko, who can only sit in two separate places with her friends, glared at Kise Ryota not far away who had been shamelessly hooking up with Xiao Huali.

So it is clear that she and Xiao Huali are dating in Kyoto, why is she so eager to see Kise-kun's two-dimensional filming! ! !

She's so silly, really!

In fact, Mochizuki Huali is not an afterthought, Kise Ryota has been so obvious, it is impossible for her not to feel the strange behavior of the blond boy beside her.

Although the eyes and attitude are a bit straightforward, after all, there is no direct confession, and Kase-kun has not gone too far in his behavior so far.

The girl felt a little embarrassed. Her etiquette and upbringing from childhood prevented her from making too hurtful rejections.

And if the blond boy is just more enthusiastic, then it will be her who will be even more unable to step down.

"Ding dong! Next stop..."

The loud bus stop announcement suddenly came to mind, and a large group of people suddenly came up at the stop, and the originally relatively spacious bus was instantly crowded with people.

Mochizuki Huali sat in a more convenient place. When she saw an old man coming up with a vegetable basket, she got up naturally and gave up her seat to someone who needed it.

"Thank you, little girl."

Mochizuki Huali smiled gently, and was about to say what she should do, when she felt that the bus had already started, the girl who had never been standing on a bus before, suddenly wobbled into Kise Ryota beside her in the arms.

"Feel sorry."

There was a bit of embarrassment in the gentle voice, Mochizuki Huali reflexively wanted to back away a bit, but she managed to vacate a seat on the crowded bus, and was almost squeezed by people in an instant.

Kise Ryota firmly held the armrest with one hand, seeing that the man in the sweatshirt next to him was almost squeezed to Mochizuki Huali, his free left hand wrapped around the girl's waist without thinking to stop her from retreating.

Lowering his head, Kise Ryota's innocent eyes immediately met Mochizuki Huali's beautiful and pure green eyes, and he said with serious concern, "Mochizuki-chan, be careful, this is the first time you take the bus and you may not have encountered such a environment?"

"……Um."

The various mixed smells on the bus and the overcrowded crowd like sardines were indeed the first time Mochizuki Huali encountered.

Although something was wrong, to be honest, the faint scent of perfume on Kise-kun made her feel better.

Besides, Mochizuki Huali knew in her heart that there was no room for her to retreat in the car.

Gently knocking her chin on Mochizuki Flower's soft head, her arms were filled with the girl's warm and fragrant nephrite, and the tip of her nose was filled with the sweet mint aroma of her body, Huang Lailiang felt that she was in a dream.

No, it's better than in the dream. After all, in the dream, he can only watch Xiaohuali fall into someone else's arms...

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