The Angel Next Door Spoils Me Rotten - 220 220 That House That Cares

“Zhou-kun, my face is dead…”

“I wonder why…”

Shudo and Shibako, who will walk out of the campus again after the exhibition and sale of the handicrafts department, will relax and follow behind the two while stopping them from fleeing the perimeter.

Zhou was watching his parents’ backs as he hid how rotten he was, but looked forward to it with an unmotivated face.

(Sight hurts)

I’m acting with prominent parents, so my gaze pierces me.

Zhou also doesn’t like the fact that his gaze gathers these days, but he was getting used to spending time as a boyfriend at midday.

However, the quality of this one is different.

Something filled with curiosity, not motivation or malice. His face is known, so he looks more interesting.

Zhou just follows her back like she’s tired to the appearance of her parents visiting the mock shop as she leaves in front.

At midday I am lowering my eyebrows like trouble watching how it goes.

“… if you don’t like it so much, split up between you two…”

“Not that I don’t like it, but that I’m ashamed to see you…”

“… I don’t know if Zhou Kun can talk about people, but I think he looks like Shudo.”

“Where is it?”

“… Zhou Kun recently said something like this… unconsciously creates an atmosphere of mine…”

Wouldn’t you hold your hand and shoulders naturally, and at midday when your lips are slightly pointed as you drop a pale red color on your cheeks, Zhou ties your lips straight without saying back.

“… Honestly, duh, you can be grand, but the… Sometimes. I’m glad I gained confidence, but do you think I’ll panic for that? I’m aware of it in its strange place… and occasionally, it’s a mess.”

“… you don’t need the last one”

“‘Cause…. but I don’t think Zhou-kun would have done it if he hadn’t”

“Hey, this is my perception.”

I wanted to hold my head that it was still thought to be a rush in the middle of the day, but it’s been four months since I socialized and I haven’t experienced anything after my stay, so maybe I should say a rush.

Just because we’re convinced, and we want to take care of it, we understand at midday that it’s a late choice.

However, it is dissatisfactory that it seems to be the standard of Zhou.

“… if you think it’s that bad, why don’t we attack him at home?”

“Hey, you’re staying with Shibako today.”

That’s true, but it’s not funny to be seen too lightly in the middle of the day.

“… so if I stay at the midday house would that be all right?

Teasing half, the other half wanted to go into her house once even if she didn’t stay, what a word out of hope, but at midday, after tightening her expression, she drops her gaze diagonally.

At midday when she stopped and shrunk her shoulders and leaned down, she tried to apologize for making too much fun of the boulder, and she looked up like a snack or something.

“Damn, that’s, uh, okay, but, um… uh… whoa, I’ll clean up, good luck”

Even though it was a joke, apparently he took it very seriously. At midday, he grips his fist with a puffy tremor.

You know, this… and Zhou is so bright red that I’m worried about him, so I shouldn’t overdo this, I swore I would save the decoy.

Not to mention if I can.