The sunset ignites the clouds floating in the sky, and the sunset dusk makes everything red.

The pedestrians on the road wiped the sweat from their foreheads and carried briefcases. Fortunately, they ended another day of working day as a social livestock in advance.

The sunset reflected the girl's cheeks red. She was stopping on the small slope, her eyes passed through the treetops, quietly waiting for the figure walking towards her on the street.

"Zhaojun."

The breeze swept away the dullness of the dullness of the dusk and brought a touch of coolness to the face.

Uesugizo put down the suitcase in his hand and saw the girl's bright smile like summer fireworks, she couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Just wait at home."

"Hahuo wants to come and pick up Shi Zhaojun." The girl's milky white skirt fluttered in the wind, and there were white stockings with light flesh-colored colors printed below.

"It's hot all the time standing here? My forehead is covered in sweat and my clothes are soaked."

Uesugius saw Hanamara Hanai who was sweating, and handed her the small bag in her hand, "Take some food back for you."

Hanamaru Hanawa carefully took it, and lifted the bag in front of the hem of the skirt with his two small hands. The weak thanks were very low:

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao..."

Every time I hear this weak thanks, Uesugi Seo can recall the heart-wrenching look she was when she was a child, and the envious look she watched everyone play together.

Why, no one liked her at that time?

He adjusted the position of the bow bag on his shoulder, stretched out his right hand to wipe the girl's delicate face with sweat:

"Little Huahuo should smile more."

"good."

Hanaman Hanabu, whose sweat was wiped from her cheeks, once again showed her warm smile.

"Taojun, please give me the box."

"It's very heavy, and there are many books besides the clothes."

"It's okay, Zhaojun is very tired after training for a week. Let Huahuo help Zhaojun work hard."

She stared at his handsome face without moving, and then suddenly looked shy: "Huahuo, I miss Zhaojun very much."

Uesugi Sao handed the suitcase to her little hand tied with a knot, and said with a smile: "I missed me in less than a week? Are you not afraid that I will sneak your waist?"

"Jun Zhao... Just don't go too far..."

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After returning home, Uesugi Seo lay directly on his bed, closed his eyes and started to sleep.

But he suddenly frowned again, and his sweaty body was sleeping too hard, so he decided to take a shower first.

The Uesugi family is not rich, but it is definitely not poor.

It can be seen from the bathtub that can accommodate two people.

Uesugi Sao likes to make the water in the bath hotter, starting from a half-body bath, letting his body slowly adapt to the water temperature, and then immersing his entire body in the bathtub.

It feels soaked in the body by being soaked in hot water that it can easily make a comfortable sound.

Uesugizo leaned his head against the bathtub, and the incandescent light of the bathroom heater was entangled with the hazy mist.

The lingering air and white lights can easily make people think a lot.

White, hazy.

He had already begun to imagine Hanamaru Hanamaru standing shyly at the bathroom door, knocking on the door and saying: "Zojun... Can Hanamaru come in?"

Then we start some indescribable plots of pinching shoulders and slipping accidentally.

But fantasy is fantasy after all. Uesugi Doo waited for a long time but couldn't wait until it came to reality.

He felt a little dizzy with hot water in his head, and he suddenly remembered the way they went home in the rain that day.

That day, Xiao Huahuo was wet all over, and the little white dress soaked in the rain had already pressed against the curve of her girl's body.

His hair was very messy and he stood at the door under the eaves, and his little hands were tightly held back.

If she remembered correctly, she did not take away the tight clothes she had changed after taking a shower that day and when she went back wearing her own clothes.

Silence for a moment.

Uesuma glanced at the basket above, then withdrew his gaze and shook his head.

With Xiao Huahuo's careless personality in this regard, he is likely not to take it back. The most likely that his mother helped him wash it.

After leaving the bathroom, it was already past 8 o'clock.

Uesugi, wrapped in a gray-blue bathrobe, took out a bucket of noodles from the refrigerator and made for dinner.

Why not let Xiao Huahuo help cook?

First, the two are not married yet, and Xiao Huahuo is not his wife yet.

Besides, even after getting married, Uesugi Do not want to force her to work for her or something.

He has always been willing to believe in respecting each other.

——Even in a very close relationship such as lovers or couples, both parties will say thank you or apologize like "thank you" and "sorry".

Xiao Huahuo did this, and he never stings with his gratitude in front of him.

Turn on the TV, sit on the sofa, Uesugi Sao silently waited for the kettle to boil water.

Time flies away bit by bit, and the night has already enveloped this quiet residential area.

The colorful light hit the face, and the water in the kettle was almost boiling.

The doorbell rang at this time.

Uesugi turned his head and looked at the entrance: "Haihuo?"

He got up and prepared to open the door.

The lights are not turned on, so the entire living room only has the light emitted from the TV.

The whole house was very quiet and dark.

Wearing slippers, he walked to the door. He had just pressed his hand on the door handle, and the moment his hand touched the cold.

The kettle in the kitchen suddenly made a harsh whistle.

The water is boiling.

Uesuma looked back and saw that darkness occupied most of the corners of the room, and there was only a faint light that kept flashing in the living room in the entire corridor.

The coldness of the door handle mixed with the noise of the kettle pierced into the heart, and the noise spread into the eardrum, as if it was constantly penetrated from the drowsy and invisible inner room.

Because of the coldness that suddenly penetrated through his whole body, Uesugi's heart subconsciously tightened.

【The Legend of Miyamoto Musashi】

Status: On (remaining time limit of 9:59:59)

Without opening the door first, Uesugi Tou asked coldly outside the door.

"who?"

"Yes...it's Huahuo...Zojun..."

It seemed that he was frightened by his voice, and the weak voice outside the door replied in a very low voice.

"Huh~"

Uesuma Sao breathed a sigh of relief, pressed his hand down, and opened the door.

Under the faint moon shadow, Hanamaru Hanabu carried the food box, looking at Uesugi Osaki standing in the darkness in fear.

"Zhao, Mr. Zhao, is something happened?"

Her little hands were tightly clenched.

Uesuma Sato turned on the lights and the entire entrance hall suddenly became bright.

"Zhu...Zhuhu, the water is blooming."

Hanamaru Hanabu heard the whistle of the kettle inside the house and carefully reminded him.

"I know."

Uesugi Sao asked her to enter the room first.

She was very concerned about his cold voice just now, and looked at him with colorful purple eyes and asked in a low voice: "Zhaojun...what happened just now?"

"watch TV."

Uesugi Skirted at the girl to make her feel more at ease, "Have you seen it on school day?"

"No." Hanamara Hanami shook his head.

"Horror movie, you just saw a terrible place and rang the doorbell. When I wanted to open the door, the water boiled again."

He nodded on his own.

"Well~ It's very atmosphere, but unfortunately Fireworks didn't bring a knife."

She asked in confusion: "Huahuo, why do you have to bring a knife? Huahuo came to deliver dinner to Zhaojun, and her mother specially made an extra serving for Zhaojun."

"nothing,"

Uesugi Doo waved her hand and told her not to care, then pointed to the living room and said with a smile: "Do you want to watch a horror movie together?"
Chapter completed!