[Comprehensive] Chronic child love

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at night.

"...Senior, it doesn't matter to me, don't you need to participate in the last night festival?" After cleaning up the cultural festival, An Qiu obtained permission to leave school during the holidays from teacher No. 13, and went to the dormitory to change into a comfortable private server. Two people, Bakugou and Bakugo, came out on the night of the after-night festival.

"Are you fucking kidding me? I'm not interested in that kind of noisy festival." Bakugo cocked his mouth, and looked at the girl next door with "you stupid" eyes.

"Is the senior interested in me?" An Qiu said without blushing, his tone was as cold as ever.

"...Yes, I think about it every day, why haven't you died yet." Bakugo wasn't frightened by her habitual ambiguous words—he was scolded by Aizawa just now when he had a fight with her in the corridor Already, if he wanted to quarrel with her on the street, Aizawa would still not have skinned him when he returned.

Thinking of this, Bao Hao rolled his eyes again, walked in front of An Qiu, and took her to a family restaurant without allowing her to refute.

"...Really." An Qiu shrugged, and walked into the restaurant without any negotiation. For her first time going out alone, Baohao played in her true colors.

But An Qiu didn't care, she wasn't a demanding girl in the first place, and Xianyuru felt hungry very sensiblely, so she followed Baohao to a four-person booth and sat down.

Sitting down in front of Baohao, An Qiu glanced at the environment of the family restaurant with a pair of indifferent black eyes—she and Xingshu also visited this place during the summer vacation, and it was a family restaurant with no shortcomings. There may not be particularly many or few people, but maybe because today is the weekend, this family restaurant in the downtown area seems to have more people than usual.

There are so many noisy people, and in this appropriate population density, she and Bakugou also seem inconspicuous-it is indeed a quite suitable place for chatting.

"Senior always looks careful in unexpected places, obviously he has a wicked face." An Qiu sighed like this, and without hesitation snatched the only menu card on the table from Bao Hao's hands, and took it Look selfishly in front of yourself.

And that Baohao who reached out to the menu at the same time as An Qiu miserably missed, and his orange eyes almost burst into flames—she really is such a hateful woman!

"... D meal." After a long time, just when Baohao was about to explode, An Qiu spoke unhurriedly. Baohao looked forward displeasedly, and then unconsciously looked at An Qiu's expression The quiet look was in a daze.

Under the orange light of the family restaurant, her fair skin looked a little warmer than usual. She looked down at the paper menu card, her drooping eyelashes trembling slightly, adding to the stubbornness of her. A bit feminine and charming.

"Orange juice... No, it's better to use Coca-Cola." As she spoke, she brushed the long black hair behind her ears behind her ears, looking at her slightly hesitant face because she couldn't decide on a drink, Bakugou was not in a bad mood raised the corners of his mouth.

——It turns out that this guy can also show a woman's expression.

From the day we met, Bakugou always saw her expressionless and said some obvious nonsense, which made him feel that he couldn't understand what she was thinking at all—it was after the summer vacation that she took the initiative to put She told him and Baimaotou about her past, obviously felt that he was listening to her secrets, but her figure at that time still seemed quite distant.

This kind of feeling that she is next door, but he still doesn't understand at all, is really unpleasant enough.

"Have you decided?" Baohao's mood improved a little, and he snatched the menu card from An Qiu's hand - after a cursory glance, he called the waiter to order again: "D meal, A meal is very spicy, and there are two cups Cola!"

An Qiu, who was sitting in front of him, froze for a moment, then shrugged helplessly when he heard something like "big hot"—Senior is really... meticulously maintaining his hot persona.

"What are you laughing at, are you tired of living?!"

"No, no, no..." An Qiu's eyes were full of helplessness.

And just after the order was made, Baohao stared at An Qiu who was unceremoniously playing with his mobile phone in front of him, and asked her various questions straightforwardly.

—Where was he captured in the first place?

- by whom.

——Who did you meet in the enemy alliance?

—what did they say to her again.

He recalled what happened to him last year, and asked An Qiu's version of the question in a different way.

"...The question is really detailed." An Qiu answered all kinds of questions of Baohao tirelessly. Although he never thought that he would bring up these old things again, because the object is Baohao, An Qiu answered quite straightforwardly.

——was captured at the Summer Festival.

— A man named Mr Compression.

——Sigang Muhang, a woman who looks crazy, a young man with scars on his face, a guy who seems to be schizophrenic, and the black mist that Mr compresses and sends her away.

——let her join the enemy alliance, and tried to persuade her with the news of her previous accident.

"...That's about it." An Qiu looked down at the class messages displayed on the screen of her mobile phone, and something flashed in her mind, which made her smile lightly: "...and, They said I was different from my predecessors."

And that Baohao who was about to drink his saliva froze, and his orange eyes swept across her again: "What the hell does that mean?"

"Well." An Qiu shrugged, and there was a mystery that Baohao couldn't read in his dark eyes: "Who knows? I didn't become their partner."

Bakugo frowned, looked at the mysterious Asakura Anqiu in front of him, and drank another glass of cold water—it seemed that he was not in a good mood.

She was playing tricks again, and it irritated him.

……

And An Qiu didn't say anything like that, the two stalemate for a while, and the waiter brought the food they ordered again—An Qiu glanced at the hot bowl in front of Baohao with a pile of chili powder sprinkled with interest gratin, and began to casually deal with his own.

"Senior's rice looks really spicy."

"..."

"Why didn't the senior speak?"

"..."

"Oh, really, since you don't know how to get along with me, don't talk to me alone." An Qiu propped his chin, and the baked rice he had just dug out took a long time to put in his mouth: "That's how I talk. It's fun, then go back quickly after eating."

She suggested gently like this, and then put a spoonful of baked rice into her mouth, chewing casually.

Speaking such straightforward words, it seems that he doesn't care whether Bakugo will feel embarrassed by it.But Bao Hao looked at An Qiu's vigor and emotion that had dropped significantly, and felt that his mind had turned into a mess.

He didn't come to her specifically to quarrel with her.

Come to think of it, bastard, what was the point he wanted to tell her?

Bakugou frowned, and unconsciously put those baked rice soaked in a lot of spicy powder into his mouth with both hands, and many scenes flashed in his mind-including the look on her face when she learned that the school paired the two of them together. Indifference, and then the fight when the two officially met, the confrontation in the training room, her "not using individualism" that annoyed him, and her enthusiasm that suddenly ignited at the sports festival...

It also includes the night when she suddenly went berserk when she slept together in the forest; after that, she who never cared about his life and death actually saved him by using her personality in a high fever-locking him in the closet with herself, so as to avoid 13 Teacher Hao's punishment; she took the initiative to ask him for LINE after that; at the fireworks festival, she maliciously teased him and forced herself to distribute fireworks with her; then she was kidnapped...

Her heart, which she had finally opened to others, seemed to be gradually closing it back tremblingly.

And he felt particularly irritated by her like this.

He doesn't like to see her change back to the very world-weary her she was at the beginning - obviously she can show enthusiasm and dedication to victory like a person, why does she have to put herself back in the cage?

The Asakura Anqiu he wanted to see was the Asakura Anqiu who suddenly started to fight at the sports festival—not the current her who was trembling because she was afraid that her personality would relapse and hurt others.

——Yes, what he wanted to express to her was, to put it bluntly, his concern for her.

Worried that her being taken away by the enemy alliance will bring her some bad shadows, fearing that her past experience will become more fermented after being exposed to the enemy alliance, making her make unnecessary associations and think that she is real ...can't fit in here.

correct--

Something flashed through Baohao's mind, and he was about to speak, but he was choked by the pepper powder in his mouth.

"Uh cough! Cough cough! Cough cough!" A pungent and choking spicy taste melted from his throat, making him cough non-stop——

"Senior?" He started coughing heroically so suddenly, no matter how depressed An Qiu was, he put down the tableware in a humane manner, and hurriedly poured him a glass of water.

Baohao grabbed the water and gulped it down, then handed the water glass to An Qiu, and she poured him a new glass quickly, and looked at him with worried eyes.

"Senior, even if you can eat spicy food, it's not like you... eh?" Before An Qiu could finish her sentence, Baohao grabbed her wrist suddenly, her hand slipped, and the glass full of ice water in her hand was tilted And some water leaked out.

And Bao Hao, whose face was flushed from coughing, roughly wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and his orange eyes were fixed on An Qiu who stood up and leaned towards him.

"...?" An Qiu was stunned, her wrist was tightly grasped by Baohao's hot big hand, which actually brought her a sense of cramped tension.

"Cough, dead woman." Baohao called her aggressively, and gradually tightened the strength of his big hand: "...don't you understand what I mean?"

An Qiu's body froze suddenly, feeling that his whole body was locked by a scorching prying eye, and he glanced his head slightly uncomfortable.

"Not just me, but also Bai Maotou, your teacher, and those students in your class..." Bao Hao frowned, and then slightly let go of his left hand——and An Qiu quickly moved his hand like an electric shock. He pulled it back, frowned and sat back in his seat.

"What's different, no one thinks that way, right?" Bao Hao said viciously, then looked at An Qiu who was in front of him with a somewhat embarrassed face, and then added: "Whether it's you or me..."

"Does senior think I'm the same as you?" An Qiu raised his brows, and then interrupted Baohao's words, a pair of dark eyes reflected the cold light of collapse and despair: "At least, senior Baohao is on holiday. Is there a place to go back? I don't, never have!"

Her voice trembled slightly, as if she didn't want her voice to be heard by others, she deliberately lowered her voice very low, but Baohao gritted his teeth and replied viciously: "Then you are going to let others hear you." Don't you have a place to go back from now on?!"

"I'm used to being alone!"

"Drawling is so annoying! Now that you're used to it, don't stick with Bai Maotou and the others! Give me a damned forever alone!"

"...That is, what does my matter have to do with you, senior?!"

"I'm looking at you so fucking irritable!"

"You're so self-righteous! Do you know what you're saying in my ears? It's rubbish!"

"Cut...you are really the most stubborn person I've ever met..."

"Shut up!" An Qiu frowned, then casually picked up the glass of ice water next to him, and splashed the water directly on Baohao's face.

In an instant, the air fell into silence.

The cold water gradually flowed down from the top of Baohao's head. It seemed that he was treated like this for the first time in his life. Even Baohao was stunned.

He stared at the black-haired girl who splashed ice water all over his body in front of him with rounded eyes - although she was usually able to do this kind of thing, he knew very well that she was different at that moment just now.

What he said drove her into a hurry.

That's why she seemed so flustered—even jumping over the wall in a hurry to do this to him in public.

The evidence is... the indistinct moisture in her eyes.

And An Qiu was also frightened by her actions. Looking at the empty water glass in her hand, she realized what she had done to Bao Hao, and she was actually full of grievances and embarrassments.

Ever since, she had another thought of wanting to escape.

It's a breeze - using her personality, it only takes a split second for her to get away from Bakugou.

However, just when she moved her fingertips, Bao Hao, who was splashed wet by her in front of her, grabbed her hand again. He frowned, and his tone was very sure: "Don't try to escape!"

His big hands tightly clenched hers, and An Qiu raised his head in astonishment, his eyes flusteredly met Bao Hao's scorching gaze, his heart ached like it was being squeezed tightly.

"Since when... have I been unable to even escape from the presence of Senior?"

She asked cautiously, her eyes full of trouble and helplessness.

"Well, I've seen through your tricks a long time ago." There was a wild smile on the corner of Bakugo's mouth: "Otherwise, who do you think I am?"

"I really... lost to you."

Under his confident smile, she couldn't hide her weakness.

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