Uncle, take me home!

When he returned home that night, Sakakitaro noticed something unusual in no time. The kid who always liked to jump up and down was sitting obediently by the desk, with pens and paper ready, thinking about it from time to time, and then reminding him of the problem. The serious look of the pen continuing to write made Sakakitaro feel that there are still many miracles happening in the world.

In fact, Sakaki Taro is a bit too exaggerated. Sabo still has the self-cultivation that a young nobleman should have, and the little guy is originally on the road of wisdom, so reading and writing are ordinary things, but since he came to Sakaki Taro's house There are always things like this that haven't been shown, and Sabo is thinking about writing a love letter, so it seems a bit abnormal.

Seeing Sabo's efforts in writing, Sakakitaro was even more curious. He asked for a cup of hot milk from the housekeeper, and Sakakitaro found a good reason for himself to approach the desk, but before he got close to Sabo, he was very excited. The written paper was covered, and he raised his head and greeted Sakaki Taro with a smile, "Uncle?"

",,, drank the milk." The little guy's cover-up was so obvious that it was difficult for Sakaki Taro to pretend not to see it, but he still kept a deadpan face and put the milk on the table and said.

"Well, thank you uncle." Sabo replied very well-behaved, and he didn't have the expression that ordinary children hate milk. In this respect, Sakaki Taro is actually very satisfied, at least he doesn't have to coax the child to eat every day, but at this time It seems that the meaning of being so perfunctory and perfunctory is more serious.

"What are you writing?" By the time Sakakitaro realized it, the question had already been uttered. According to common sense, the other party would not answer honestly since he wanted to cover up. After asking, Sakakitaro knew that even if he got the answer, it must not be the truth. , Sabo answered honestly when he was annoyed about his loss of control.

Sakaki Taro never thought that Sabo's answer would be so unexpected, he would rather hear the truth, but Sabo's innocent and sincere face made him have to start thinking about the seriousness of the problem.

"I'm writing a love letter, so I can't show it to uncle."

bad boy!Sakaki Taro doesn't know how to answer the following words, love letter?When did this little guy have such thoughts?Besides, when and with whom did it develop to this stage?Sakaki Taro found that his mind was no longer as smart as before.

"Sabo, is there someone you like?" Sakakitaro pulled away the chair on one side. He really couldn't ignore it. He must educate the little guy in front of him. Puppy love is wrong, so no one said ?

"Yeah." Sabo replied without hesitation, nodding his head without hesitation, such a straightforward admission made Sakakitaro a big hit, he didn't know anything!Who do you like?When did you fall in love with it?No, when did I meet him? Sabo is in the tennis club and at home every day. Could it be a girl in the same class?Sakaki Taro regrets it a bit now, he would not have let Sabo go to school if he had known earlier, he would be too good at attracting bees and butterflies, right?

But since the matter had already happened, Sakaki Taro had no choice but to start to find a solution. He stretched out his hand and rubbed Sabo's head. Sakaki Taro wanted the other person to relax and give himself time to think. When he withdrew his hand, his face had returned to normal. , and then said: "Can you tell me? Is it from your class?"

"Hmm~~" Sabo's eyes began to drift to the ceiling, and then he seemed to hesitate for a while and said: "I can't say it, love letters are very private things, and they can't be shared with others."

Who taught this?Sakakitaro didn't believe that Sabo's natural stupidity would say such hypocritical words, the corner of his mouth twitched and Sakakitaro asked again, "Me too?"

"No!" Sabo replied so bluntly that Sakaki Taro's brows were shaking with anger, and he began to reflect in his heart whether he had spoiled this little guy too much during this time, and now he really has no prestige in front of this person. It doesn't exist anymore!

People don't say that if he asks again, there will be no results. After all, he has personally experienced Sabo's stubbornness. After hesitating for a while, Sakaki Taro decided to give up. At worst, he will send someone to investigate closely tomorrow, and dare to beat his little one. The idea is really courageous, but he wants to see where the evildoer is?

After making a plan in his heart, Sakakitaro didn't say anything to Sabodo. He stretched out his hand to hug him and said, "It's very late today, and it won't be too late to write tomorrow. I'm going to bed."

",,," Sabo turned his head to look at the table, hesitating in his heart whether he should remind the uncle that he hasn't drunk the milk he brought over?But in the end, he hooked Sakaki Taro's neck obediently and didn't say a word. I'm afraid only he himself knows what his plan is.

On the second day, Sakaki Taro sent Sabo to the classroom on purpose, glanced at the girls in the room, and felt even more puzzled in his heart. Although there were one or two pretty girls, Sakaki Taro really Can't imagine Sabo with them.

Before mastering all the information, Sakakitaro would not give Sabo a chance to send out the love letter. After thinking for a while, he came up with a brilliant plan. He reached out to pick up the phone on the desk, and Sakakitaro started his own action.

For a tennis player, the most unlikely thing to refuse is tennis practice, and as a tennis team, the most important thing is the competition. As the supervisor of the tennis club, there is no reason for Sakaki Taro not to let his team go outside to exercise For training, especially when the Capital Competition is approaching, it would be even better if you can take the opportunity to learn about each opponent's information.

And during these activities, Sabo must not leave his sight of Sakaki Taro!

After contacting the competitions of the major schools, Sakakitaro sat in front of the piano in a good mood, stroking the smooth keys with both hands, and finally a little smile appeared on Sakakitaro's face.

But at this time, Sakaki Taro didn't expect that he didn't need to be so troublesome at all, because let alone who the love letter was written to, it was Sabo himself, who would disappear in front of him forever in a short time.

Of course, these are things to talk about. At this time, Sakaki Taro is playing his favorite piece of music, Atobe is learning management knowledge, and Sabo, who is in class, looks out of the window boredly holding his cheek, and has a close relationship with Sabo. Osamu Watanabe is working hard to train and plan his team's combat plan. Four different people with different styles in different scenes will eventually meet and separate at that moment under the guidance of fate.

After talking with the tennis club members about making arrangements for the practice matches of various schools, Sakaki Taro found that Sabo was not only not disappointed, but also excited. As soon as he got the schedule, he looked for it expectantly, and looked back and forth. It took several times for the disappointment on his face to show.

"Is there a problem?" Sakakitaro didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his work, but he couldn't ignore the disappointment on the little guy's face.

"Oh no, uncle, this is not a list of all schools." Saboyan said while looking at the schedule in his hand.

"Several famous schools in Tokyo are here." Sakaki Taro didn't quite understand what Sabo meant, and said after looking again for confirmation.

"Oh." Sabo didn't say anything more, but his face was still not very happy, which made Sakaki Taro wonder for a while, what happened?Could it be that the object of the love letter is from another school?The love letter incident that Sakaki Taro never forgets has been completely indelible.

In fact, Sabo was just disappointed that he didn't see Shitenbaoji, because he couldn't take the initiative to find Osamu Watanabe. Sabo had been looking forward to the arrival of the national competition, but he always had a bad premonition these two days. He always felt that he might be I can't wait for that day, so I still hope to meet each other during the practice match, but it seems impossible now.

Even in the away game, Ice Emperor's offensive was as usual, and the support team's support team did not decrease at all. Even though it was just a practice match, even reporters were attracted, especially when I saw that Ice Empress used Sabo as an unremarkable little guy. Ace was even more publicized like chasing after the wind, and for a while there were photos of Saab in the entire sports newspaper.

Big headlines such as "The storm before the game of the Ice Emperor Academy", "The Little Ace of the Ice Emperor Xuezang" and other big headlines made everyone who read the newspaper Ice Emperor talk about it with relish, but the protagonist stopped a lot , I slipped to the desk to write and draw whenever I had time.

Sabo's anomaly made Atobe feel it. The guy who is usually the most coaxing guy left him without knowing anything. After seeing the little guy slip away again, Atobe followed closely regardless of whether the two were in a cold war. walked over.

Seeing Sabo sitting in front of the table scratching his head, Mobu couldn't hold back a chuckle. It was the first time he saw the little guy look helpless, but this voice still exposed him. Sabo, who was originally scratching his head and ear Turning his head to look at Atobe who came uninvited, he said, "Don't stand up so openly when you're peeking, Pulsatilla."

"Who peeked? I walked in openly." After rebutting, Atobe realized that his focus was wrong, and he jumped up to Sabo and shouted: "What pulsatilla, my uncle is silver-haired." , do you know the silver hair? Smelly brat!"

"So, Mr. Silver-haired, what do you want from me?" Sabo changed his words directly, his calm face made his whole body look more childish, and he flicked his hair on his forehead unhappily. The Ministry said, "Do you have to talk to me like this?"

"Is the way I speak impolite? Mr. Silver Hair?" Sabo blinked innocently. It's fun to see people who are taller and older than him get out of control with his anger. He plays.

Where is the question of politeness and impoliteness!Atobe was almost pissed off by Sabo's tepid attitude. That person dared to do this in front of him, as if he disliked him, but Keigo Atobe just couldn't stand the little guy doing this, as if he As if being an outsider didn't matter at all.

Sighing weakly, Atobe said compromisingly, "You brat, why are we in a cold war? At least give me a reason?"

"If I gave you a love letter, would you still call me a sow?" Sabo asked suddenly and bluntly, and Atobu was stunned for a moment. What should he focus on?Is it a love letter to him?Or will it be a question of scolding a sow?

But this is too strange. When the two of them experienced life and death, he clearly confessed that the boy in front of him didn't understand at all. Now he said that he wanted to give him a love letter. Isn't it too strange?

Sabo was very dissatisfied with Atobe's stupid look, and waved his hand without waiting for the other party's answer, "Forget it, I still won't give it to you."

"Wait a minute!" Why don't you give me anything?He hasn't figured out anything yet, how can he be controlled by a little guy all the time?Atobe directly reached out and pulled the man up from the chair, holding Sabo's shoulders with both hands and said, "Do you really want to give me a love letter?"

Atobe was going to be so pissed off by his pause at this moment, why was he so nervous like a rookie who had never experienced anything? !

However, although Atobe asked sincerely, Sabo would not respond sincerely. As soon as Atobe's words fell to the ground, Sabo replied directly: "No."

"Why?" Atobe didn't care whether he was a rookie or not. He pulled Sabo in front of him with his hands tightly. The distance between the two shortened suddenly. Sabo had to raise his head to see the trace. Sabo was even more aggrieved when he saw the angry expression on the other party's face, and he opened his mouth and said, "Look, you will get angry if I tell you, and you will definitely scold me if I give it to you." .”

Atobe no longer knows what to say to Sabo's alternative thinking. He really wants to pull Sabo's head off and study the structure inside. Otherwise, how can he explain the above conclusions? What kind of logic deduces it!

Although he was very anxious in his heart, Atobe would not really get angry with Sabo as if he lost control. He took a deep breath to control his anger that was about to erupt. He said on his chest: "Did you hear that? Here, because of how fast your words are jumping, brat, don't you understand what I mean?"

"What do you mean? Are you sick? A fast heartbeat will kill you. I'll take you to the hospital." Sabo wanted to push Atobe away as he spoke, but Atobe controlled him again just as he opened a little distance. Pressing the back of Sabo's head, Abu found that he could no longer communicate with the kid in front of him with words, he leaned over and crushed the lips that always said nonsensical words with a little more force on purpose.

Not allowing the other party to back down, he hugged the whole person, simply put the little guy on the desk next to him and then pressed his whole body on it, holding Sabo's arm that was about to twist with one hand, and biting in warning touching each other's lips.

Opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue, this is the first time Atobe has allowed himself to sink. How can a teenager who is already in adolescence deliberately control his desire/desire, and want more after tasting the sweetness. Here With no threat of danger, Atobe can safely focus all his attention on the person below him.

Simply sucking, licking, and licking can no longer satisfy Atobe's needs. He clearly knows that the person in his arms is a young boy who doesn't even know what kissing is, but he is reluctant to give up the beauty of his mouth. , inducing Sabo to open his mouth, Atobe poked in a little impatiently.

Atobe was not in a hurry to search for another smooth tongue, and it was a violent search when he broke into the innermost part. Atobe wished to make the two of them merge into one. The side soft, half-grown mouse's tongue was more attractive than any girl's.

That tender and smooth feeling almost drove Atobe crazy, he ignored Sabo's resistance, and squeezed in desperately, entangled in the beauty that he always wanted, Atobe's breathing became rapid , the smell of the whole room changed color for a while, and something started to ferment.

Sabo was frightened by such Atobu, that kind of momentum was almost like eating him, that kind of domineering feeling made Sabo subconsciously want to back down, but his whole body could not move, and he was about to Suffocated by this non-stop attack.

But Atobe didn’t think about letting Sabo go like this. Atobe had already become dissatisfied in the torment of wanting to devour and being reluctant, and his body automatically began to look for what he wanted. Slowly poking in, what started with was smooth and supple skin, and Atobe's slow movements at the beginning became irritable in an instant.

Unsatisfied with the cover of the clothes, Atobe simply pushed Sabo's top up. The coldness of the table made Sabo tremble/shiver. He didn't want to touch the table, so he had to hug Atobe's neck and try to stick to the other person's body , this action, which may not have any special meaning for me, looks like an invitation to Atobe.

With the palms running on the body, Atobe was amazed by the charming touch. Is there such a good thing to do in the world?Atobe's tongue finally left Sabo's lips, and slowly moved down along the corners of the mouth full of milk fragrance. Atobe held Sabo's waist with one hand and kneaded Sabo's upper body with the other, and his lips gradually stayed on the neck. The next imprint, all he wants is now in his arms, how can this not fascinate him?

"What are you doing?" Sakaki Taro's voice sounded in the room at this moment, both Atobe and Sabo woke up suddenly, Atobe turned to look at the person standing by the door, and provocatively lifted Sabo from the table He hugged him up, and ambiguously helped Sabo tidy up his clothes, sticking out his tongue and sweeping along the line of his lips, the triumphant look inside was undoubtedly revealed.