195 195 Cute Selfish (1/2)

”Zhou-kun, there you are”

When I went home to get dressed and head to the living room, I was smiling and slapping with my hand at midday when I was already home. Your own thighs.

If you stare at your face at midday unexpectedly without knowing why, pound with a gentle grin, slap your legs again.

Apparently, they're telling me to come here, but if Zhou is going to be at midday, there's no way the Zhou can still be seated at midday.

Staring at her with confusion, the smile turns into a bitter smile.

”I thought you were in a bad mood.”

Apparently, they were spotted at midday as well. No, if the side of the gate is spotting it, it's only natural that it's spotting it at midday.

For once I wanted to hide it in front of her, so if I cheek at the spotted awkwardness, I laugh weirdly at midday just saying I knew it.

”It's about Zhou Kun, so I won't force you to refuse, but you'll hate it inside. Different?

”... it's hitting, but come on”

”So I thought I'd be in a good mood.”

”Do you say it in front of him?

”Hehe. Don't you like it?

”... I know your reply, but who does it resemble to ask?”

”Zhou-kun, right?”

I can't argue with you saying that, but I just move my lips with a mozo.

At midday, when I smiled creepily, I slapped my leg again.

To the seduction of a soft looking leg covered in a calm Bordeaux skirt, Zhou sits slightly away from midday even as he hesitates and gently puts it on his head on his leg as he lays down.

Turning to look up at midday, a midday smile descended.

Then a white, thin finger slips into the dark hair of the perimeter.