Uesugizo asked her to rest today and help her organize her clothes first.

The TV in the bedroom was playing the morning drama of Fuji TV. The Hanamichi, whose legs were still not moving, sat on the bed, hugging the shark doll he gave, and watching it in a sensation.

The fireworks put a scent bag in the closet, and opened the wardrobe and felt a scent.

After moving the box to the closet, Uesugi Tou tidied up her skirt one by one and put it in it.

Dresses, skirts, long skirts, short skirts... are all colorful small skirts.

Speaking of which, Hanawa doesn't seem to like wearing trousers, jeans and other clothes.

I only like to wear skirts. The difference between spring, summer, autumn and winter is the difference in length, thickness of stockings.

After turning inside, Uesugi Taka found a close-fitting object, breast protection.

One thing he was curious about was that he put his chest protective gear up and shouted for the fireworks of watching the morning drama.

"Fire."

"Yeah..." Hanamaru Hanabu was fascinated by watching TV.

"Look at this." Uesugi Tou held Little Hanai's chest protection in hand.

Hanamaru Hanahuo heard his voice and turned his head and suddenly panicked: "Daozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhuozhu

"Zhaojun, what are the ones who take the fireworks?"

"Curious," Uesugi Doo glanced at the pink lace chest guard, "What kind of cup are you here?"

“A?”

The shy girl hesitated and looked down at the hill in her shirt, "No, not that small..."

Uesugi Said with his hand and found that it was just the size of his holdings, and then watched it back and forth on his chest and palms.

Hanamaru Hanabu suddenly shouted: "Zojun is so strange!"

"Just curious, not surprising." He took off the breast guard from the hanger, sorted it out, put it in a transparent plastic bag, and finally put it in the box.

Hanamaru Hanabu suddenly regretted that Uesugi came to help... because he always picked up some of his particularly close-fitting clothes to fold and organize them.

"Zhu...Zhu Hun."

"What's wrong?"

"Or...let Hanawa should organize it yourself."

"What does it matter," Uesugi Dou picked up one of her pink and cute plump things and put them in the box, "I'm just helping."

"But...but..." When Hanamaru Hanaguchi saw some fat times he often wore, the girl's shame kept itchy in her heart, and she felt a little unsitant.

"I'm shy again?" Uesugi Dog turned her back to tidy up her wardrobe, "Isn't Hanaki in good condition just now?"

"Just...just..." Hanamara Hanaguro put his hands between his thighs, and was embarrassed to say anything else.

"I will help you once a day from now on, how about it?"

"Every day..." Huamaru Huamaru's fire head became lower and lower, and the sound became smaller and smaller, "Zaojun...H..."

Uesugi Sao, who was tidying up his clothes, suddenly noticed a pillow flying towards him, turned around and took it, hugged it with both hands, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"

"I hate it!"

"This is what Xiao Hanhuo is wrong, right and wrong." Uesugi Teru pinched the pillow.

"Mingming, Mingming is Zhao Jun!!"

"Wrong, I'm right, Little Hanawa is enjoying it." Uesugi Seo still smiled in front of her angry little face, "Don't forget tonight."

"What tonight..."

"Didn't you apologize to me not long ago? Apology should be sincere."

"Sincere...meaning..."

Uesugi Sao answered her with a lip shaped look.

“…”
Chapter completed!