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"what?"
"Brother Tree"
Fujii Itsuki clicked send, then put away his phone and turned back to look at Chitose. He smiled and said, "Of course not."
The words were heard in my ears, but at this moment.
No matter how I look at it, in my eyes and in my mind, it feels like something is not right.
Yang Kui Chitose said with a disappointed tone and lowered her eyes, "Brother Shu doesn't seem to be very happy about my election."
"How could that be! Look, once our teacher's dinner party was over, I would come back to look for you. Who cares more about Chitose than me?"
Fujii Itsuki stretched out his hand and used his "ultimate move against Chitose" to touch her head.
Yang Kui Chitose became happy when her head was touched and started laughing.
Her smiles come naturally.
But obviously, this cannot eliminate the doubts in her heart now.
"Who was Brother Shu messaging just now?"
"Ah? This is important?"
"What do you think, Brother Shu?"
"I'm sending it to Jiuhuayue."
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So annoying, so annoying, so annoying!
I have obviously won the game, but why, as a loser, Jiuhuayue still makes myself so uncomfortable?
Brother Tree.
Shouldn't I be happy that I have worked hard to get this position?
Why are you still thinking about Jiuhua?
It seems that the name Jiuhua has been lingering in my ears ever since Brother Shu came back.
Chatter and chatter.
Like a fly, it jumps out from time to time!
Would it be like this without Brother Jiuhuashu?
Would it be like this without Brother Jiuhuashu?
Now Brother Shu must be celebrating for himself with a happy face, because his six years of hard work have finally paid off!
Chitose Yangkui felt like she was going crazy with jealousy again.
She's so annoying
I hate the feeling of having my world of two people invaded and defiled by someone else.
but.
Chitose, you must stay calm.
Try to stay calm.
An overly jealous heart can also hurt Brother Tree.
When the time is right, we should understand Brother Tree's work.
Brother Tree is a teacher!
Jiuhua is a guy who was brought up by Brother Shu.
She lost the duel to herself.
a little
What's wrong with giving Jiuhua a little bit of care?
It’s not a big deal.
The important thing is that in the future, I should take advantage of this time to consolidate my relationship with Brother Shu.
Then, he would completely expel Jiuhuayue from Brother Shu's heart, let her give up all thoughts about Brother Shu, and let her understand that Brother Shu would never like her!
Yes. That's right.
Fighting is fighting.
Only by fighting continuously can we make Jiuhua understand the reality.
There were a lot of thoughts in Yang Kui Chitose's mind, but for Fujii Itsuki, it only took two seconds. He saw Chitose look at him for a short moment, and then her originally unhappy face suddenly smiled.
"Jealous?"
"I ate it!" Yang Kui Qiansui puffed up his cheeks, "I actually want a reward from Brother Shu!"
"Why is Qiansui such a jealous person?"
"Brother Shu said it himself! He doesn't want Qiansui to get married! This means Brother Shu will be jealous of Qiansui!"
The short-haired girl said this, feeling very jealous.
He hugged Fujii Itsuki for no reason.
The girl's soft body hit my chest, and it was impossible to say that I didn't feel distracted at all.
I feel more and more that the little girl has grown into a graceful young lady.
Besides, Chitose practiced so hard for herself.
She was still young, a full ten years younger than herself, and her body was ten years more delicate.
"Is this the reward Chitose wanted?"
"Um"
"Chitose is so satisfying."
"That's enough, Brother Shu. And this is just the beginning."
Holding the girl's slender waist, the moonlight at night is really ambiguous.
Fujii Itsuki truly felt that he had a good sister.
but
By the way, is Jiuhua okay tonight?
Should I go back earlier?
Fujii Itsuki thought that after she lost the election, he should have paid more attention to Chitose rather than caring about her happiness.
Holding Chitose in his arms, Fujii Itsuki inexplicably recalled the image of Jiuhuayue still doing homework in his mind.
Chapter 112 My Sweet Wife Xiao Jiuhua
"Watch your moves! One, two, three, four."
As Akai Muzi scolded, the girls in the wind band raised their thighs high at the same time. They remained upright, holding their instruments. In the sunlight, their foreheads were covered with sweat-soaked hair.
Many boys gathered around the playground to watch.
Most of the boys were secretly looking at the girls' legs under their skirts.
Pairs of them were intertwined under sailor uniforms and pleated skirts.
This made the girls in the wind band blush, and they had to try hard to maintain their walking posture.
Fujii Itsuki walked over and drove away the boys who were still lingering around the school one by one.
When he went back, many girls looked at him with gratitude.
"Be careful not to let the formation get distorted! You have to remember that when you start moving, the position of the air you blow will change and the breath will become disordered! Rhythm is a must when playing on foot!"
Akai Muzi scolded and clapped her hands.
Fujii Itsuki noticed that many girls had determined expressions. They were gritting their teeth and persevering in such hard training.
He could see that many female classmates, especially some third-year members, wanted to use this unique opportunity to show off their grace to the best of their ability at the Nakajima Festival.
"one two three four!"
Fujii Itsuki was also thinking about why they chose to persevere.
After thinking about it, it’s actually just a few key points.
——I want to step onto a better stage.
——I want to be seen by more people.
——I want to be recognized by more people.
So, even though he was exhausted and sweating profusely, he had no complaints at all.
Everyone wants to fight once, and they choose to believe in themselves.
Believe in the dream you told them—"to step onto the stage of the national competition."
This sense of responsibility is quite heavy.
"Today's training camp ends here. We will go to Nakajima to participate in the competition the day after tomorrow. Everyone remember to get more rest when you go back."
"Yes!"
The girls' unanimous responses echoed throughout the playground.
Fujii Itsuki looked around and saw the sweat on the girls' faces shining brightly.
They were holding their own musical instruments, wearing light summer sailor suits and short pleated skirts, with serious and focused expressions on their faces.
Although the cherry blossoms in front of the school gate had already faded, Fujii Itsuki could still smell a faint fragrance at this moment.
Lasts forever.