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Is it because he can't find the opportunity, or is it that he just doesn't want her to leave?
This girl always frowns and criticizes herself at night, "Uncle doesn't fold the clothes properly again!" It's actually quite annoying.
This is how you stop smoking.
Oh, and the same goes for the fact that she always wants to cook for herself at night.
She always makes weird things. The scrambled eggs with strawberries is really terrible.
She always likes to make stewed potatoes and meat for herself. Really, who would enjoy eating the food they cook so much?
What girl would do this? Don't you think it's fake?
Except Chitose, of course.
Yeah. It's quite annoying.
This feeling
So it’s not that I’m reluctant to let her leave.
Fujii Itsuki put out his cigarette and felt that the time was about up, so he stood up, walked to the door of the room, and prepared to check on Jiuhua's condition.
Jiuhuayue was probably still resting and sleeping at this time, so he did not choose to knock on the door, but gently pushed it open.
结果
Unexpectedly, I ran into Jiu Huayue taking off her shirt on the bed.
——A very beautiful back, with fair, delicate skin and a clear and distinct spine.
As she undressed, her black hair flowed down her back. The girl's bra was blue, and she was well developed, probably C cup, a little smaller than Chitose.
Fujii Itsuki saw her, and she turned around and saw Fujii Itsuki.
The two looked at each other.
This scene is actually quite embarrassing.
Fujii Juman hated this awkward atmosphere.
"Yo."
Fujii Itsuki put his index and middle fingers together and gestured at his forehead as a polite greeting to her.
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Jiu Huayue looked at him, without shyness or blushing, but just reached out and grabbed the side of the bed.
"Jiuhua, good evening--"
The next second, a pillow hit his face.
It hurts.
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".snort!"
Jiu Huayue sat on the bed with her legs crossed, her purple eyes fixed on Fujii Itsuki who was kneeling on the carpet below. The girl's upper body was still pressing down on the pillow that had just hit her, and she looked very angry.
"Do you know you were wrong?"
"Sorry, it's my fault. I didn't knock when I entered the house."
At this moment, Fujii Itsuki felt that he was almost about to get up from his seat in front of her.
After all, I am an adult, how can I be so embarrassed in front of a little girl?
Even though I apologized, she still wasn't angry.
Should I ask this girl to put her feet on my head, push hard, and then let her say arrogantly "Uncle Trash, you are such a rubbish" before she will calm down?
Tsk.
That's really awful, Jiuhua.
I didn't expect you to be such a person.
Speaking of which, it seems that this kind of subject matter was popular at last year's Comic Market (C exhibition, a large-scale two-dimensional fan exhibition, commonly known as the book exhibition), and teachers who drew this kind of comics achieved good sales.
Of course, I have never seen such a thing.
He only learned this information from the Internet after he confiscated the comics from a boy who was reading them in his Chinese class.
He was still in Tokyo at that time.
For this reason, he even called the student's parents for a talk, but it turned out that the parent, who was in his forties, had no intention of criticizing his own child at all.
They say things like "What? Is this kind of thing worth coming to school for?", "Teacher Fujii, don't you think you're making a big deal out of nothing?", "Teacher Fujii, please take a look at it yourself and try to be more understanding of the child."
There are also female classmates who dare to watch teacher-student topics in front of me.
Fujii Itsuki couldn't help but wonder if he was too old-fashioned, or if the times were advancing too fast, or if Tokyo people were just so flashy.
I'm so angry.
I won't watch anything else, this is pure slander.
"Uncle, you're still not convinced?"
Jiuhuayue pouted and grabbed another pillow.
"No, no"
Never mind. I’m in the wrong anyway.
Just give her a break.
Fujii Itsuki is a man who dares to take responsibility for his actions. If he makes a mistake, it is a mistake, and he should apologize when he should.
Even to a little girl who was ten years younger than him, he would bend down and ask for advice humbly.
"Uncle, why are you so insincere in your apology?"
"Sorry, my bad."
Jiu Huayue was obviously still a little angry. She hugged her legs with half of her face buried between them, and she spoke as if she was holding back anger.
"Uncle, you did that on purpose, didn't you?"
"How could that be, Jiuhua, you have to believe me."
"Why don't you knock on the door?"
"I thought you were sleeping."
"Then why didn't you just close the door and leave when you saw me?"
"Jiuhua, think about it. If I just close the door and retreat, and you stay alone in the room, won't you think more? Will you feel more embarrassed? I'm doing this to ease the embarrassment and for your mental health."
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Jiuhuayue was so angry. This guy is not serious at all!
The girl suddenly squeezed her face between her thighs, only her pair of purple eyes looked up at him sideways.
"Hate."
"what?"
"annoying!"
Fujii Itsuki explained seriously: "I will pretend I didn't see it."
"You——!" Jiu Huayue was furious. "Why do you always say weird things? How can you be so talkative?"
“I’m a Chinese teacher.”
"You don't look like a Chinese teacher at all now!"
"It's not you, Jiuhua, who said that you don't like me usually acting like a teacher?"
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Jiuhuayue was speechless.
"Young teachers nowadays are not as old-fashioned as you think, Jiuhua. Many of them grew up playing video games and watching anime. Their private lives are really no different from those of ordinary young people."
"Well, you're fine."
Fujii Itsuki brushed his knees, stood up, and said seriously, "But since Jiuhua wants me to be serious, then I will--"
"do not want!"
"Ok?"
Jiu Huayue turned her face away, her cheeks were red and very cute, "I don't want that. You still act like you're controlling me at home. It's fine like this, although it's a little annoying."
Fujii Itsuki's expression remained unchanged.
My heart blossomed with joy.
There is a saying next door: Ginger is still spicy with age.
Xiao Jiuhua is still Xiao Jiuhua after all, she is a little too young.
I also seemed to have discovered some fun in life, which was teasing little girls.
Interesting indeed.
The joke was over, but Fujii Itsuki didn't forget his business. He got up and sat on the bedside, observing Jiuhua for a while, "Are you feeling better?"
"Yeah, I just don't have much strength."
"I can tell that the sound is much quieter than usual."
As Fujii Itsuki said this, he walked out of the bedroom again, got a cup of warm water, prepared some cold medicine for her, and handed it to her.
“.”Jiuhuayue did not take it.
"Don't want to take medicine?" Fujii Itsuki held the cup of water and then withdrew his hand.
"No, I just think it would be nice to have someone willing to take care of me."
Jiuhuayue still hugged her legs and glanced at Fujii Itsuki in front of her.
"Jiuhua, what are you thinking about?"