"Is Fireworks cute?"

"What do Hanamichi think?"

Uesugi Shou smiled, trying to reach out and touch her face again, but she avoided it in fear.

Hanamaru Hanawa was wrapped in a quilt and hid on the other end and replied weakly: "Zao...Zaojun said Hanawa is stupid...so Hanawa doesn't know."

After saying that, she added:

"And...and...Don't touch Huahuo's nose..."

“Is it uncomfortable?”

Hanaman Hanabu nodded, but in fact she didn't know what the strange feeling was, and it seemed that it was not right to say that it was uncomfortable.

"It's right that you feel uncomfortable, this is a punishment." Uesugi said with a smile.

"punish?"

"Yes, there will be punishment only when Fireflies become dumb."

"Will Fireworks become stupid again?"

“It’s been there all the time.”

“…”

After thinking for a moment, Hanamara Hanabu asked, "Will Mr. Zhao become stupid?"

“I never won’t.”

Hanamaru Hanabu looked at Uesugizo's smile and suddenly felt a little aggrieved and unfair.

She buried her head in the quilt wrapped in her and began to think about why it turned out like this.

The sunlight shone through Uesugi's shoulders on her soft short hair, jumping, and the rosy cheeks that showed were even more rippling and tender.

Uesugi Sei looked at her face, and her heart felt like itchy with soft fluff.

Really, I really want to pinch it again.

"Fire."

"Um."

"Can I pinch your face?"

Hanamaru Hanabu felt Uesugi's eager gaze and subconsciously touched his little face.

It feels soft and weird, vague.

However, the action of pinching her face reminded her.

It seemed that I woke up because I was pressed on the sofa by some bad guy in my sleep and rubbed my face constantly.

Dreams are illusory and real.

The hazy hand kept wiping, constantly, she was extremely shy, but she was pressed against the sofa by him and couldn't shrink anyway. She could only be slowly approached by him, waiting helplessly for the destruction of his ruthless big hand.

The fear of shyness combined together made her wake up, but the first thing she saw was the smile of the bad guy.

Now, that bad guy wants to ravage her face again...

"don't want!"

"Is it really not possible?"

Hanamaru Hanamibu buried his head deep: "Zhaojun... has become good and bad recently... he always likes to bully Hanamibu."

Hanamaru Mikeko's voice suddenly came from the half-closed crack in the door:

"Huahuo~Zo~You two won't have to go too long~ If you go down, the ramen will become less delicious."

The voice was filled with a smile and playfulness, and it was hard to imagine that it was the words spoken by mother.

But it sounds like I'm very happy.

The two looked into the crack in the door, and then turned around and looked at each other.

Uesugi Shou smiled as she looked at her bright and lively eyes.

Hanamaru Hanabu didn't dare to look at him, and his eyes looked sideways embarrassedly, and his hands still clutched the quilt that wrapped around his body:

"Zao... Can Mr. Zhao go out first? Hanawa wants to change his clothes..."

"Can I see you change your clothes?"

Hanamaru Hanabu was stunned for a moment, and his big watery eyes looked at him:

"Zhaojun...want to see it..."

"think."

"No...no."

Uesugi was very decisive and immediately sat up from the bed, looking at the girl curled up in the quilt on the bed with a smile.

He has never laughed so comfortably as he is today:

"Okay, I'll go out first."

Soon, his smile disappeared into the crack in the door next to him.

Hanamaru Hanawa looked at the door that was tightly closed and waited for a moment.

It was not until the outside was completely gone that I lowered my vigilance and opened the quilt that was tightly wrapped around me.

Click...

The door suddenly opened again.

Hanamaru Hanabu instantly became panicked, wrapping himself up again, and looking vigilantly at Uesugizuki who was poking his head out of the crack in the door.

"Zhu...Zhuzhu?"

The expression on her face was very puzzled.

"Don't worry, I just want to confirm if you are real."

Hanamaru Hanabu was even more confused: "Zojun, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing," Uesugi Shou smiled again, and then said, "I'll go down first, remember to hurry up, the noodles are going to cool down."

After a "clang" sound, there was a steady sound of going downstairs.

Yes... it's really going on...

Hanaman Hanabu thought to himself as he looked at the closed door, then opened the quilt wrapped around him and saw himself kneeling together, with his fleshy white thighs.

......

When Uesugi Sei walked down the stairs, a warm feeling still flowed out in his heart.

He suddenly realized that bullying Huahuo was such a fun and comfortable thing. If he went further, what would she look like?

As she fantasized about her shy and resisting reaction in her head, Uesugi's smile gradually turned into a bad smile.

"Xiaozhao, what are you laughing at? You're so happy?"

Hanamaru Mieko suddenly appeared at the stairs, and her smile made Uesugi's expression froze.

"Uncle...Aunt."

“Don’t be so nervous,”

Hanamaru Mieko said with a smile, as if she was happy to catch the bad child’s handle, “Can you tell your aunt how far you and that child Hanamaru have made?”

"Last night, you seemed to be together very late."

“…”

"It's just like holding hands." Uesugi Sao said.

In fact, they didn't even hold hands. Even when they were alone in school, they just walked around like usual.

Because I didn't want to be too eye-catching, I didn't perform very specially.

Thinking of this, it seems that no action between lovers has happened except establishing a relationship.

Even though Uesugi Do not know what the so-called actions between lovers are.

"The progress is a bit slow," Hanamaru Mieko tilted her head and thought, then smiled, "How about you and Hanamaru get engaged first?"

“…”

Uesuma was so shocked by these two words that he couldn't speak.

The transition from holding hands to getting engaged is progressing...it's too fast!

It's even more outrageous than having a system for him.

"Or, don't, Hanawa is only fifteen years old..."

"What are you talking about? You are only sixteen years old, and you are no more than a few months older than a fireworks,"

Hanamaru Mieko waved her hand, then took out two red boxes from her pocket and handed them to Uesugi Sao, "Hold it, I picked it with your mother yesterday."

"With mother?"

Uesugi Sao looked at the two small red boxes in the palm of Hanamaru Mieko's palm, and was stunned for a moment, his pupils shrank tightly.

No, it shouldn't.

Really bought it!?

He couldn't believe it, but did not take it directly, but asked to prove that he had indeed guessed wrong:

"This is...a small cake for Huahuo? The box...the box is a little small, haha..."

"What a fool to pretend."
Chapter completed!