Husband is the president of the president [Comprehensive]

Su Ti sighed while drinking yogurt. He thought that the same class would have more chances to meet each other, but in the end, he was overthinking.

There is really not much time to see Keigo Atobe. He is clearly a high school student who has just entered high school, but he has already become a social animal. Every time he attends a class, it is like going to a battlefield. .

In this case, it is very powerful to be able to get the first place in the school. After all, the curriculum of Bingdi High School is also very tight. Although the time for going to and from school is similar to that of ordinary schools, the content of the class is better than that of domestic experimental schools. Not much looser either.

Fortunately, there is really not much homework, and Asuka and Shiraishi did not lie, there is really nothing to do in the club [mainly because there are too few people to hold activities], and finally a balance can be made between school and career [actually part-time jobs].

It was almost Friday, and a message from Yukimura Seichi was received on the phone.

—Looking forward to seeing you in Kanagawa on Saturday.

Having promised Yukimura Seiichi to be his model before, Su Ti put down his phone and remembered that the word muse is really a bit heavy.

When you are a model, you must look good. She stood in front of the mirror, covering her blushing face with both hands.

Oh, so nervous, so nervous!

But no matter how good-looking it is, it's not as good-looking as Yukimura Seichi.

Then there's nothing to get excited about.

Su Ti suddenly calmed down again.

Open the closet, there are a row of cabinets for summer clothes, ranging from dinner dresses to small denim shorts, all kinds of styles, all kinds of styles, dazzling people, as if entering a big shopping mall.

... My aunt's crazy insistence on dressing up her daughter really hasn't changed since she was a child.

He also naturally recalled how Noriko coaxed Naoki, who was still in kindergarten, into wearing a small skirt in order to fulfill her desire to dress up as a girl when she was a child.

The pink little girl's dress, and a wig with double ponytails, attracted many little boys to confess.

Later, other little girls in the kindergarten saw through it, so they hid silently.

And then...then where did he hide.

Su Ti felt the pain from the needle prick in his head for a moment, Su Ti thumped his temple, and slowly stopped holding the clothes.

Can not remember.

The memory is a jagged blank, some parts are clear and some parts are fuzzy. I had a serious illness when I was young, and I forgot a lot of things after I got well.

But Naoki started to become indifferent and not talkative, it seems that it started from that time.

"What are you thinking?" A sudden voice broke her entanglement.

Su Ti turned her head, the boy folded his arms, leaned against the door and looked down at her, his eyes were indifferent but caring.

"Thinking that you are a master of women's clothing."

"..."

Irie Naoki had blue veins on his forehead.

"Don't mention it again."

"Yes!"

Little fairy brothers have no black history.

"Actually, it's rounded up." Su Ti looked at him flatteringly: "I'm just thinking about you."

"Don't think about it."

The long finger gently scraped the girl's upturned nose, his eyes flashed an unreal softness, but it sank for a moment, and said in a slightly cold voice: "I'm right by your side."

Su Ti touched his nose, and something flashed in his heart, but the feeling was too fast, and he didn't have time to catch it, and was quickly diverted by Irie Naoki: "Are you going out?"

"Huh? Well, I'm going to be a model for an art major. I want to be painted more beautifully, but I don't know what clothes to look good on."

Facing a closet of clothes, Pisces' choice syndrome suddenly occurred.She was unexpectedly a little behind in terms of clothing matching, because she always wore school uniforms at school, and she also wore school uniforms when she went shopping on weekends. The clothes were bought in sets, so that she could avoid the trouble of matching.

But if she was allowed to choose, Su Ti scratched her head. After playing too many games, the clothes in the closet completely became "simple", "gorgeous", "lively" and "elegant" in her eyes.

"So entangled," Naoki Irie chuckled, without revealing his wit: "Then the other party is a man?"

Ah here comes the problem.

Su Ti blinked, and said calmly: "You are very beautiful, much prettier than me."

Irie Naoki didn't doubt that there was him, and he didn't expect that there would be a boy who was better-looking than a girl. He nodded and said it was over. He walked over, stood in front of the closet for a while, and drew out a skirt from it.

"Wear this."

A master is a master, that is, he has a better vision than ordinary people in terms of women's clothing collocation.

Cough, you can't mention women's clothing.

Su Ti put on the chosen skirt, stood in front of the mirror, her eyes lit up, and she felt quite satisfied with herself.

The high waist line of the skirt perfectly showcases the slender and fair calves. Although the height is not too high, the proportion of the girl's figure is very good. The small v-neck just displayed the beautiful butterfly bone.

Su Ti has been a little beauty in the eyes of everyone since she was a child, and she didn't grow crooked when she grew up, but she didn't like to grow upright.

It is estimated that the possibility of rising in the future is not high, and we can only hope to improve the genes of the next generation.

It was rare for her not to wear a uniform. She ran downstairs bouncing around. The whole family said she looked good, especially Kiko, who was so happy from ear to ear.

Irie Naoki frowned, his eyes fell on the beautiful backline wrapped in the skirt.

"I'm wearing a little less, be careful of catching a cold."

"33 degrees today!"

He didn't even blink: "I think you're cold."

"..."

Well, who knows that there is a kind of cold, called Irie Naoki thinks you are cold.

On the day of the appointment, Suti had to put on a denim jacket and got on the train to Kanagawa.

Then I found that luckily I was wearing a coat, otherwise I would really suffer from the cold, the air-conditioning on the tram was a bit too much.

The appointment was to meet at Lihai University. As soon as I got off the station, I saw a young man standing on the platform, wearing a white shirt, waiting for someone at the stop sign.

He seemed to be aware of it and looked over, the light in the iris purple eyes floated slightly.

Just standing there, it became a cool landscape, and the heat and impetuousness of summer suddenly settled by his side.

The elegant and gentle temperament can cover the scorching sun for half a day, like rain and dew in the depths of the desert.

"Long time no see." There was a hint of a smile in his voice.

The sun was a bit bright, and Su Ti wanted to trot in front of him, but remembered the skirt he was wearing, so he was sweating, and walked in small steps very ladylike: "Have you been waiting for a long time, Mr. Yukimura?"

Yukimura Seiichi shook his head: "Not long."

Seeing Su Ti's attire clearly, his eyes became more curved like a crescent moon: "Today is very beautiful."

"Hey!" Su Gao was happy, but forced himself to hold back: "Then I'm not usually pretty."

From the old to the young, women all over the world are naturally self-taught in terms of making troubles and creating problems for no reason.

"Usually pretty." Yukimura Seiichi chuckled inexplicably, with a voice like a gurgling brook: "But today, you belong to me."

Suti stared at him.

There was a smile in his eyes, and a shattered light and shadow overflowed from them.

"That's right!" Su Ti clapped his palms, thinking of something serious in his head: "Today is your exclusive model, so let's go draw now!"

Yukimura Seichi was noncommittal: "There's no rush, let's take a rest first."

After unscrewing the bottle of mineral water and handing it over, Su Ti realized that he was indeed a little thirsty. After Gulu Gulu drank the water, he realized that the lip makeup he had finally put on was gone.

What kind of broken lipstick is not waterproof, she wiped off the broken lipstick with a paper, a little depressed.

"It looks good this way."

"what?"

Yukimura Seiichi lowered his eyes, the girl's pale vermilion lips were still stained with one or two traces of water, the lips were full and tempting to be rubbed.

"It is the job of a painter to capture color."

***

Originally, I thought that painting meant going directly to the studio and just sitting there without moving, but I didn't expect that Yukimura Seichi didn't.The two waited at the station and got into the car again.

This time the bus ride was very short, but it took about ten minutes to arrive at the station. When I got out of the bus, the humid water vapor brought a cool breeze blowing towards my face.

It is the sea.

Su Ti was a little hesitant, for some reason, he was a little afraid of the sea.

"Don't worry," Seiichi Yukimura walked ahead and turned to her, "It's not here."

Almost subconsciously, he believed what the other party said. Su Ti started to follow up, but he always felt that there was something strange, but he couldn't quite come up with it.

The destination at the end point is a flower field.

On the high place of the sea cliff, but far away from the coast, the cliff is full of small daisies one after another, blown by the sea breeze, ripples wave after wave, and a sea of ​​yellowish flowers, so beautiful that it can only be seen in the sea. The beauty seen in the dream.

Yukimura Seichi took out the easel and painting utensils in the flower room on one side, Su Ti hesitated whether to stay still, but saw that the other party was already moving quickly and began to paint with watercolors.

The painting was about the same, the sun was setting slightly, and the two returned to the urban area. It was neither too early nor too late, and they were not in a hurry to return to Tokyo.

Yukimura Seichi fulfilled what he said at the airport before, and prepared a chocolate cake. After eating, he found that there was an exhibition in the nearby museum.

After asking, I found out that it was a sword exhibition. There are many kinds of famous sword exhibitions. Anyway, it was still early, so I simply bought a ticket.

"This time, our Kanagawa Museum has finally borrowed a national treasure." The manager handed the tickets to the two of them: "I wish you a happy viewing!"

Walking into the hall of the museum, the first thing you see is the unparalleled knife on the exhibition stand.

The blade is smooth, the blade is sharp, and under the light, there is a faint moonlight flowing.

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"The Big Brother's Man [Comprehensive]"

At the scene of the blind date, there was a lot of toasting.The two sides sat opposite each other at the table, and the woman in the sleeves clasped her hands on her knees, with a gentle and shy expression.

The man's eyes flashed that he must win, and his face showed color: "I am not talented. I only have three suites in Tokyo and a car. My parents are at home. After you marry me, you can just stay at home and take care of your parents, and you don't have to go out again." Work in public. By the way, there are only three children, the eldest son and the second son continue the incense..."

The woman raised her sleeve to cover her lips, and her voice was like a warbling cry: "Who the hell are you?"

"..."

"Want three children? Believe it or not, I will cut off your butt and throw it into Tokyo Bay to feed the fish!"

"..."

The man's face was pale and trembling. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the waiter who pushed the door in: "Save——"

"Save the child!" The woman kneeling on the ground rushed to hug the man's slender legs, raised her head with tears in her eyes: "I even said that I have a boyfriend and he will harass me! Fortunately, you arrived in time, Anada ..."

The fake underworld and real public security bourbon who is pretending to be a waiter on a mission looks confused.

He looked at the two of them, knelt down to help the woman up, and pulled her behind him: "Yes, I'm here."

"I'm here, you don't want to marry anyone else."

——I have a crush on you, you are mine.

CP Japanese police officer Touzi, the heroine of Hong Kong gangsters, loves to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers.

Shameless, extremely shameless.