"It's me!" Suzuki Noki's thin voice came from the darkness. She was also afraid of being kicked to death by Fuyumi's rabbit kicking eagle, but Fuyumi hesitated for a moment, and she got into Fuyumi like a swimming fish.
of quilt.
Fuyumi lowered her voice and asked, "What are you here for?"
Suzuki Noki lifted the quilt up and covered both of them in the quilt. Then she took a small flashlight and illuminated the book in her hand. She asked with some difficulty: "Dwarf melon, I
I can’t sleep, let’s read a book together for a while?”
Suzuki Noki couldn't sleep either. She was lying there recalling what happened during the day. Suddenly she remembered the book "The Marquis de Sade" that she had read a few pages. Yamamura was bored, so she took it out and read a few more pages, and suddenly she felt a little breathless again.
When I stopped being angry, I quickly came to Fuyumi and considered watching it together, so that the discussion would be less exciting.
Fuyumi looked at the title of the book, couldn't help but glared at Noki Suzuki, lowered her voice and said angrily: "Are you crazy?" Is this what two girls should do? What kind of rich lady is reading this in the middle of the night?
The daughter of a small h book?
Nozomi Suzuki asked: "Do you understand that...?"
Fuyumi was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a guilty conscience: "Don't you understand?"
Suzuki Nozomi chuckled and said, "Of course I understand. Aren't I afraid that you don't understand?"
Fuyumi sneered: "I definitely know better than you, I got full marks in the physical health class!"
Suzuki Noki smiled disdainfully, as if no one could get a perfect score in the exam, but she didn't want to quarrel with Fuyumi at the moment. She just took the book and shook it again, and asked in a low voice under the quilt: "Then we all understand, let's appreciate it from an artistic point of view.
For a moment? Are you... afraid?"
Fuyumi felt even more guilty, but still said firmly: "I'm not afraid!"
"Then let's read two pages?" Suzuki Noki was very curious. She didn't understand the things between men and women.
"Then just read... read two pages!" Fuyumi also hesitated. She didn't understand either. She said she was more or less out of curiosity, although she instinctively felt that she shouldn't read it.
Suzuki Noki adjusted her posture, lying side by side with Fuyumi on the bed, gently opened the book, and shined a flashlight. Fuyumi's lips were dry, and she suppressed her shame and took a few glances to avoid Suzuki Noki's eyes.
Ask her who the protagonist is and she can't even answer.
I'm a bit mesmerized just by looking at it... can it still be like this?
Suzuki Noki also felt her body burning hot, and asked in a trembling voice: "Dwarf Winter Melon, you...have you ever kissed?"
"Of course...of course I've kissed, haven't you?" Fuyumi instinctively lied to avoid falling into a disadvantage.
"I have it too, I'm just asking if you have it!"
"I definitely have!"
"What does that feel like... No, I'm asking who have you kissed?"
Fuyumi couldn't answer. After holding it in for a while, she said, "Speak first!"
Suzuki Noki stopped talking and said after a while: "Actually, none of us have ever experienced it, right?"
Fuyumi said depressedly: "My mother said girls should respect themselves and love themselves!"
Suzuki Noki asked in a low voice: "Then there is a boy who wants to kiss you. Is it right to avoid it?"
Fuyumi said disdainfully: "Not only do you have to dodge, but you also have to blow his dog's head off with one punch... What are you doing with your hands? Are you touching me... why are you touching me?"
"No, it's just this paragraph in the book...do you feel like you've turned into clay?"
Fuyumi's little body was very sensitive. After being rubbed twice by Suzuki, she really lost all her strength. She quickly grabbed Suzuki Noki's butt and yelled: "Take your hands off me!"
"You're hurting me. My skin is very tender!" Suzuki Noki's body was even more sensitive and she was really soft. She murmured: "Dwarf Winter Melon, how about we try kissing?"
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The next morning, Kitahara Shuji woke up early.
The main reason is that he went to bed too early last night. There is a lack of entertainment activities in the mountain village, and the work and rest time in the city are completely different. Going to bed after ten o'clock seems to be very late to the original owner's parents, but from his point of view, it is considered night after ten o'clock.
Just started.
It dawned relatively late in winter, and it was still gray outside the window, but there was only a little light. Hideji Kitahara went to wash up lightly, and then strolled into the yard.
He walked around the longhouse, looking for some work, but although Dazang Village was remote, they no longer used animals such as oxen and horses, nor did they raise pigs or chickens, and the yard was kept extremely clean, so there was no need to worry about it at all.
There is nothing to do.
He found the firewood pile along the way, looked at the wooden piles and then at the axe, and carefully counted the amount of firewood. He felt that it would be okay to add some more, so he lightly started to chop the firewood.
[Ancient Swordsmanship] It is also useful for chopping firewood, which is similar to chopping people. His strength is perfectly controlled, and he can split firewood without making too much noise to wake up sleeping people.
Splitting firewood is a repetitive manual labor, but it is very fascinating after doing it for a long time. Watching the dead wood being cut is a dead tree in the mountain forest. The tree also has a lifespan. Watching the texture of the cylindrical dead wood section, avoiding the cracks on the trunk
Keep your mind focused, calm down, relax your joints, control your rhythm, and you won't be able to stop as soon as you do the chop.
Gradually, his mind became clear, and he felt both physically and mentally comfortable.
"Hidetsugi, is this a return trip?"
Kitahara Shuji was immersed when he suddenly heard Yukiri's curious inquiry from the side. He couldn't help but lose his rhythm. He chopped the ax crookedly and knocked the firewood out. Yukiri stretched out his hand and caught her tightly.
I was a little fascinated by what I just watched. Kitahara Shuji only used three-thirds of his own strength to chop wood, mainly using the weight of the axe, and the remaining seven-tenths of his strength was mainly used to control the ax so as not to hit the wooden pile and make too much noise.
The sound is the same as the principle of turning from virtual slash to block and then to crosscut.
Kitahara Shuji tilted his head and looked at Xueli, and saw her squatting there cutely in the mist in the mountains, constantly looking at the firewood in her hand, and couldn't help but smile and asked: "Did I wake you up?"
Xueli shook her head and said cheerfully: "No, I went to bed too early last night and woke up early in the morning... Can I try, Hidetsu?"
She watched it for a while and wanted to play.
Kitahara Shuji handed her the ax and placed the logs on her, while Yuki weighed the ax in her hand, raised it with one hand and straightened it, took a look at it, and then looked at the logs intently.
Kitahara Hideji retreated behind her. Generally, chopping firewood is a one-person job. If there are more than one person involved, accidents may easily occur due to splinters flying or the ax falling out of hand, but of course it doesn't matter to him. He was about to tell Yuki about his experience in chopping firewood just now.
Xueli's eyes narrowed, and he rounded the ax and struck it on the log. The log was very happy, split into two with a loud bang, and flew left and right.
Kitahara Shuji raised his eyebrows and found that the snow naturally chopped along the grain, perfectly avoiding the knots on the trunk. She must have been chopping firewood for the first time, but her movements felt very spiritual... Why didn't you do this in your studies?
Talent?
Xueli pondered for a while and said softly: "As expected, you are stronger, Xiuji, my control is much worse than yours, and my voice is so loud."
Kitahara Shuji smiled and said: "It's already very good!" Yuki is much stronger than him in the normal state and is more difficult to control. He doesn't think Yuki is worse than him.
Yuki was not very competitive, but she liked to play. Seeing that chopping firewood seemed interesting, she didn't want to return the ax to Kitahara Shuji, so she went to lay out the firewood, and started chopping "hey, hey," there.
She made more noise, and soon Haruna and Natsori Natsusa also heard the noise and came to the backyard. Even Kitahara Ichika poked his head and looked at it for a while, and then left after seeing that there was no problem.
It was very cold in the morning in the mountains. Natsori Natsusa couldn't adapt to it for a moment. She sniffed lightly and shrank her head from the cold, but she still took pictures of Yuki with her mobile phone. Yuki and Kitahara Shuji were somewhat famous in the kendo circles of universities, and they kept rubbing
He is so popular that he often uses photos of Hideji Kitahara and Yuki to deceive his fans.
They were going to take a series of photos and call them "How the Devil Was Made" and say that Xueli's good swordsmanship was obtained by chopping firewood. I believe this will definitely attract a lot of attention.
Kitahara Shuji ignored them, turned to Haruna and asked: "Where is your eldest sister?"
Suzuki Noki usually sleeps until noon, but Fuyumi is a model of getting up early and working early. She usually brushes her teeth with him. Why didn't she see anyone today?
Haruna watched her second sister chopping firewood in a fancy way and said quietly: "The eldest sister hasn't woken up yet. I think it's still early and I want her to sleep a little longer. Is that okay, Onisan?"
"Oh, it doesn't matter... Is Suzuki planning to get up?"
Haruna shook her head: "Sister Suzuki doesn't know."
One of them, Natsori Natsusa, interjected from the side: "She and her eldest sister are sleeping together, they should get up together later, Onii-chan."
Kitahara Shuji raised his eyebrows, hugging each other and sleeping together? Are they getting together again? These two guys... I don't know if they did anything while guarding a room full of children. This is too careless.
If any noise is heard, it will seriously affect the physical and mental health of children.
It's just that he couldn't control this kind of thing and couldn't control it. He looked at Xueli and chopped a lot of them in a while, and said with a smile: "That's enough, Xueli, just chop these."
There is a lot of humidity here. If you chop too many logs at once and pile them there, they will easily get damp. The smoke will be very big when you burn them. It is better to keep the logs in good condition.
Xue Li listened obediently, closed her eyes and meditated for a moment, nodded repeatedly and said: "I have gained a little bit, a little bit."
As she said this, she swung the ax twice, and seemed to think that the ax was more suitable for her. Kitahara Shuji couldn't help raising his eyebrows again. "Have you improved your swordsmanship? Or are you planning to switch to Xuanhua axes in the future?"
He didn't care what this funny guy thought, so he invited everyone into the house to prepare for breakfast. He planned to take them for a walk around the area today. After all, it was a once-in-a-lifetime visit. Although this place was a remote and remote place, we still had to enter into the friendship of landlords.
Let them see the scenery here.
A group of them worked together to pile firewood into the firewood shed, and then went into the house to wash their hands and eat. Only then did Fuyumi stagger out, with a pair of panda eyes and an extremely ugly expression on her face...
Kitahara Shuji was stunned and quickly asked with concern: "Are you feeling unwell?" He felt as if the little carrot head had run dozens of kilometers without sleeping all night.
Fuyumi was depressed. Last night, she and Suzuki were reading a small H book together. As Suzuki looked at him, he started to rub against her. After a few times, she softened. In the end, the two of them hugged each other and fell asleep in a daze. But in the morning
I almost couldn't get up. Fortunately, she had good willpower. She still remembered that she was at Beihara's house, so she gritted her teeth and got up.
She was embarrassed to mention what happened last night, so she tilted her head and muttered: "Don't worry about me! Eat, eat, eat!"