History of the construction of Hanamaru [Comprehensive]

"...Of course not, thank you Brother Yaoyan." Wu Hu drew back the corner of his lower lip, with a soft smile on his face, as usual, a little shy.

He took the ribbons from Yaoyan's hands, stroked them affectionately a few times, and tied them one by one for the little tigers.

Looking at the little tigers playing and playing in front of them, the five tigers raised the corners of their mouths and smiled forcedly.

Even if it's the same, it's not the original one after all...

Squatting obediently on the quilt, watching his brothers were all tied with ribbons, the little tiger tilted his head, and found that he was the only one who didn't get the ribbons given by his master, so he made a fuss in dissatisfaction.

"Aww!" The little tiger bit Wuhutui's sleeve and dragged it backwards.

"Xiao Hu?" Wu Hu Tui was a little puzzled, and then he became nervous, "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

The little tiger thought about it, and it loosened its teeth.He threw himself on the third brother, fiddled with the bow on the third brother's neck with his claws, and gestured.

Blinking his eyes, Wu Hutui, who was in the same heart as the little tiger, quickly understood what the little tiger wanted, and said apologetically, "Sorry, Mr. Tiger, I don't have any more ribbons here."

The smallest tiger cub is the most naughty one, and often breaks off the ribbons tied around its neck.

At the beginning, he could still find it, but as time passed, the place where the ribbon fell became more and more remote, and he couldn't find it either.

"If you don't mind, just use this for Tui." A somewhat unfamiliar yet familiar voice sounded in Wuhu Tui's ears.

The five tigers retreated for a moment, and an incredible thought came to their minds.He looked up slowly along the white gloved hand stretched out in front of him, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Yi, Yiqini?"

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm late." Yiqi smiled gently at Wuhu Tui.

With a sore nose, Wu Hu retreated and shook his head, he lowered his head to let his bangs cover his eyes, "It's nothing, I don't need an apology."

He tried his best to hold back the tears back to his eyes, not wanting everyone to see and worry about him.

It seems that as long as there is a person, whether it is a person or something else, there is a very strange phenomenon. Only one person comforts, and all the grievances and sorrows buried in the heart will burst out the moment the other person speaks.

Wu Hu retreated, wiping away tears, shrugging his thin shoulders.

Seeing this scene, the Fujishiro who were still hesitating standing outside the door couldn't bear it anymore, they rushed in and hugged Wu Hutui, comforting Wu Hutui.

"Wipe your tears." Hotaru who didn't know when she stood beside her handed over a handkerchief.

Turning her head to look with tears in her eyes, Yingcao sucked her nose, she nodded, "Thank you."

After wiping away the tears, Yingcao felt a little embarrassed, "I'll return the handkerchief to you after I wash it."

"Did Hotaru come to see me for something?" She asked after neatly folding the handkerchief into her sleeve.

Hotaru made an awkward 'hmm', and he turned his body slightly so that she could see behind him, the two Fusangshen who were standing in the shade of a tree talking.

"Aizen wants to have a celebration."

"Celebration?" Yingcao repeated.

"Yes." Before Hotaru could explain, Hasebe, who was talking with Aizen, saw Hotaru was looking at them, waved to Hotaru, and he strode up to Hotaru.

"Master." Hasebe glanced at Hotaru who shut his mouth tightly and did not speak. He took the initiative to explain exactly what he and Ai Ran were talking about just now.

"Welcome party." Finally understanding what Hotaru just said about the celebration, Hotaru nodded, "Okay, I'll help too."

She was a little eager to try.

"Master, how can you do such a trivial matter? It's enough for us to come." Hasebe objected, he held Hotaru and Aizen, and smiled kindly, "Right?"

"Yeah, yeah! Although it's not a festival, I'm good at the welcome party! Let's make a big fuss." Ai Ran waved her fist with excitement on her face.

"..." Hotaru broke away from Hasebe's hand, glanced gratefully at Hasebe's Aizen, and sighed, should he be natural or an idiot?

"But……"

"Lord, can you please help me to check today's episode, are you working hard?" Hasebe was quick to think.

"Okay." Hasebe successfully diverted Yingcao's attention.

Looking at the back of Yingcao leaving with Maple Leaf in her arms, Aizen asked suspiciously, "Why did you send the master away?"

"I'm going to give the Lord a big surprise. The main reason is how can I prepare for it if I stay here? Let's go, first go and gather the Fusangshen to plan how to hold it."

"Oh oh so that's the case, since this is the case, let's hold a grand welcome party!" The red eyes were like flames under the sunlight, and Aizen walked beside Hasebe excitedly, chirping about herself idea.

Hotaru paused for two or three seconds, he glanced at the laughing Toshiro and others in Awataguchi's house, and then at the smiling face of Ai Ran in front of him, he silently followed.

*

"Wow——It hurts so much, what are you doing Yamato Moranden? Why did you hit me suddenly?" Qingguang hugged the waist that was hit, and jumped to the front, a little angry.

Putting down the broom that was used as a weapon, An Ding held it with one hand and put his other hand on his waist, "Of course it is to let the idiot Qing Guang do his job well. I kept staring at the nail polish, and I was sweeping the floor alone."

"Isn't this very good, I don't want to do this kind of job that will make my clothes dirty." Qing Guang raised the mole at the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand, waving the nail polish like a child showing off a toy his parents bought for him, "This is the nail polish that the master bought for me, of course you have to take a good look, it proves that I am loved existence."

An Ding gave him a sideways glance, "Then you don't need to read it every day."

Ever since Qingguang received the nail polish that Yingcao gave him, he can see Qingguang holding them every time with a sweet smile on his face.Even when you go to bed at night, put these two bottles next to your pillow.

It was too exaggerated, so exaggerated that he had goosebumps.

"Hmph, you are the same as Yamato Shuan Ding, who brings the cherry blossom card that the master gave you every day." Qingguang was a little jealous, but after he thought about it, he had received one more gift than Anding, and he became happy again.

An Ding was taken aback, he touched the hairpin on his forehead uncomfortably, and said coyly: "I just use it to clamp the bangs that are a little bit in the way."

"If you think bangs are in the way, let me cut them off for you. My craftsmanship is very good, eh? Anding, why are you running?"

Qing Guang chased An Ding, and from the corner of his eye, he inadvertently caught Yingcao in the corridor. He stopped abruptly, raised his hand and waved to Yingcao, "Master!"

"It's Qingguang." Yingcao turned sideways, facing Qingguang who was running towards her, "Ah... be careful."

With sharp eyes and hands, she quickly supported Qing Guang who was stirred by the stairs, and then caught the bottle that was about to fall to the ground, "Are you all right?"

Qing Guang shook his head, his face was a little red, he was extremely annoyed.Why does he embarrass himself in front of the god judge every time, it will make him not cute at all, QAQ will definitely leave a bad impression on the god judge.

Anding, who was following closely behind, was relieved to see Qingguang being supported, and then sneered mercilessly: "Qingguang is really a big fool."

"You're an idiot!" Qing Guang retorted angrily.

"This." Yingcao poked Qingguang who was arguing with Anding, and handed him the bottle of nail polish in his hand.

"Master." Qing Guang shouted to stop Yingcao who returned the nail polish to him and was about to leave.

He scratched his face and asked cautiously, "Can you paint your nails for me?"

Yingcao was stunned for a moment, and her gaze fell from Qingguang's face to the bottle of nail polish on his finger, "Yes, I can, but my paint will probably be ugly."

Qing Guang's eyes lit up, and he shook his head quickly, afraid that Yingcao would refuse in a second, "It's okay, if the master can paint it for me, I will be very happy."

Following Qingguang and sitting down in the corridor, Yingcao's posture was a bit awkward.She gently pinched the brush, which seemed very fragile to her, and dipped some nail polish according to Qingguang's instructions.

Yingcao held Qingguang warmly, and the tiger's mouth was covered with a thin callus, which was not soft like the hands of a boy who used knives for many years. He controlled the brush and carefully brushed it on the beautifully trimmed nails.

Holding the brush, Yingcao looked at the nail polish that she brushed out and spread into the crevices of the nails, she immediately stopped and apologized.

"It's okay, just keep brushing." Qing Guang was thankful that he took off all the nail polish on his nails this morning because he was not satisfied with the manicure he did.

Otherwise, how could he have won the honor of letting the judge personally help him apply nail polish.

After painting the first one, the second went much smoother.Looking at the original nails that were covered with nail polish, Yingcao breathed a sigh of relief, and finally, it was all painted.

"Thank you, master." Qing Guang withdrew his hands, lifted them up, and pointed them at the sun, admiring them happily.

Although some of it is painted over, it still looks good, because it was painted by a god judge!

Yingcao put the brush back into the bottle, and she noticed An Ding who had been watching them paint their nails curiously since just now, "Do you want to paint An Ding too?"

"Huh?" An Ding's soft and fluffy ponytail fell around her neck.

After a while, An Ding sat next to Qing Guang, looking down at his hands that were also painted with red nail polish.

"Is this suitable for me?" He asked, then withdrew his hand, sighed, and replied, "Red is more suitable for Qingguang, California."

Qingguang looked over from the side, his slightly raised eyes were a little proud, "Of course, you are more suitable for Yamato Shuan Ding, blue, this simple color."

"Do you mean that I'm innocent?" An Ding understood Qingguang's implication immediately.

Qingguang raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Huh? You actually understood what I wanted to say, not bad, Yamato Shou'an."

"Anyone can understand this kind of simple words, right? Don't take me for a fool, okay, it's time to get up and work."

"This kind of thing, please can you?"

"Of course not, don't be lazy."

*

After saying goodbye to Qingguang and Anding, Firefly came to the hand field

, Seeing Masakuni Kandan and Kunihiro Yamabushi who were seriously waving wooden swords in the dojo, she nodded with satisfaction.

Well, next I have to go and see Hata Dangfan and Ma Dangfan. She remembers that the person in charge of these two today is...

The author has something to say: I... also really want to go to Heianjing, but I have to deal with Fusangshen first qaq, ah...why did I go to orz so much?

The next chapter, the battle of horse manure x

Narration by Mutsu Mori

Mutsu Mori: Oh oh oh, the momentum of the first player is very good!I don't know if our defense can prevent it, but here we come!

Mutsu Mori: Look!Our player one hits a home run!On target! ... Oops, run, horse manure is coming towards us!

Song Xian's elegant class:

Although Anding and Qingguang have a good relationship, they love to quarrel. They call each other's full name in the game, but they call the second half of the name in Hanamaru. The game setting is used here√

Thanks to Lily Xinglan, Sanriyue's call [Come, I'll call you], Chunqiu Yimengyue Liuli, Baimu Molin's landmine memaza>3

Thank you for the cat ears, the author shyly put it into the chrysanthemum [...so, I put it into the chrysanthemum? ], Liuli Cat, Anxia, ​​Marionette, Yuwen, Liyang, Mo Yijunye, Yuanyuan, Qingbao loves to eat small apples 233, remembering a piece of nutrient solution of residue (*/ω＼*)