Itoki smiled, took Yukino's hand, and pulled her to sit on the sofa.

Yukino stared blankly at the hands they were holding.

For some reason, she actually liked the feeling of being held by someone.

The palm is wrapped in a warm hand, and there is a soothing sense of security.

No, not like to be held by others.

Rather, I like to be held by him....

Ito-koshi held a hair dryer in one hand and Yukino-chan's wet hair in the other.

Long hair is like a forge, running between the fingers, hot air blowing, and when the water evaporates, it brings a cool touch.

For a while, I couldn't put it down.

The warm breeze blowing through the wet hair brought a hint of coolness, and Yukino's restless heart gradually calmed down, like the calm sea after a storm.

A piece of safety.

The warm breath is constantly fermenting, and a young thought suddenly arises in the soil of the soul -

what if... If you can have him help blow your hair every day... It's pretty good....

No!

I....

I just think that waist-length hair is troublesome every time I blow dry, so... So I just want him to be a coolie!

Right! That's it!

Yukino suddenly stood up: "It's okay to blow your hair like this... I'll go first!

After that, he walked quickly towards the bedroom.

From beginning to end, I didn't look at Itokoshi, but I was at the root of my ear, and it gradually turned red.

Ito-koshi turned off the hair dryer and muttered to himself, "It's not dried yet..."

He put the hair dryer back in its place, sat down at the table, and quietly waited for the beauty to take a seat.

However, after waiting for a long time, he still did not see Yukino's arrival, and he saw that it was almost time to leave...

What is she doing?

Ito thought as he poked the fried bacon nonchalantly.

......

Inside the bedroom.

Yukino combed her hair in front of her dresser, and because she was a little wet and difficult to comb, she accidentally brought down two broken hairs.

The fair plain hand combs the hair back on both sides, bunches it into two drooping ponytails, revealing delicate facial features, and then opens the drawer.

There are some hair accessories given to her by her sister, pink cat's paws, kitten faces, cat tails...

She put it on her head in turn, and finally looked at the face in the mirror, and the more she looked at it, the more embarrassed she felt.

Immediately took off the hair ornament on his head and put it back in the drawer.

Her face turned red and her brows furrowed.

Myself this is... What are you doing....

Why dress up on purpose....

Also combed such a troublesome double ponytail hairstyle....

After staring for a while, the expression under the snow gradually changed from slight embarrassment to annoyance, and his crimson cheeks were full of shame.

Big pig's trotters!

All blame you!!

......

The bedroom door opens gently.

"Okay? Come on..."

Ito raised his head and was slightly stunned.

What appeared in front of him was a bright and matchless girl.

The originally cold eyes were smart and shy at this time, his fingers pinched the corners of his skirt, and the side of his face was pink, but he still pretended to be indifferent.

Poetry and painting are not as good as Qing Yi and red clothes, and the eyebrows are indistinguishable.



Ito-koshi stared at the girl in front of him a little dumbfounded, and Yukino was amused by his silly reaction.

The corners of his mouth gently pursed a smile that seemed to be absent, and he walked in gently, like an elegant puppet cat walking up.

"What to see? A sucker!

Yukino sat down and said with a venomous tongue.

"Watch the sunset, watch the moonrise, watch the spring breeze proudly, and watch Chang'an in one day." Ito smiled slightly.

"Nani?" Yukino tilted her head.

"I mean, I'm looking at the best thing in the world!"

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Hehe, is Yukino's sugar delicious?

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