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Chapter 2 Why don't you try?

"Shensi!"

"Qinghai Chuansang."

The two voices spoke in unison in the slightly noisy sound of rain falling.

One squatted and the other stood.

One voice is excited, the other voice is dull.

The eyes of the man and the woman intersected in the air, and this collision made them silent for a moment.

Shinji Harano stopped in place with an umbrella, and the sound of falling rain hitting the top of his head.

It seemed that even the sky cracked the atmosphere for them like this.

"Why are you here..."

"I finally waited for someone I met. Can I borrow your umbrella and go back together!?"

Before his words could be fully finished, Shinji Harano felt the phantom shaking in front of him, and the girl suddenly stood up and ran to him with lightning speed. She asked with excitement on her pretty cheeks.

A late breeze brought by the body brought a little smooth and milky aroma.

It should be the smell of the girl's body or clothes.

Very nice smell.

"...Can."

Shinji Harano raised his eyelids and looked at the girl who had already entered the umbrella. He saw that his two white palms had already grasped the handle of the umbrella tightly. The force made the finger bones faintly white, as if he was afraid that he would not let her go with him.

This has already penetrated into my umbrella, and I asked myself if I could go home with the umbrella. Is it a bit unnecessary?

I am so quick to hold the umbrella, are you afraid that I can’t control it?

But this behavior is very misleading.

Your road is narrow.

Shinji Harano looked at the girl who was rubbing an umbrella in a close distance, and after commenting on the girl's movements in his heart, the memories in his mind suddenly churned.

Qinghai Kawashi Nanase is a girl, twenty years old, and a college student.

My family lives at No. 147 Hanocho Town, Nakano District, and my parents are alive and open a bookstore. I am a sophomore in the piano department of Tokyo University of the Arts. I am a pretty girl with a carefree and carefree personality and unquestionable appearance and body condition.

He is barely considered a childhood sweetheart who grew up with his original body—

Those who grow up on a street should be counted.

If we ignore the less than ten conversations between the two of them this year, and the other person seems to be a very purity familiar, their relationship should be between friends and acquaintance.

This is probably what it looks like.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Shinji Harano's eyes were always staring at him, Qinghai Kawayase blinked his beautiful eyes and asked with some confusion.

Shinji Harano shook his head and reacted from his stunned silence: "Nothing."

Qinghai Kawaya Nanase blinked her eyes again, and did not go into the stunned moment he had just begun. She just said excitedly: "Aren't we leaving yet? I'm ready!"

Shinji Harano: "..."

Within the envelope of the transparent umbrella, the two of them were almost shoulder to shoulder, leaving only a narrow gap.

If you take a ruler to measure the straight line distance between two people's heads, I believe it will not exceed 30 centimeters.

It is originally beautiful enough to speak with eyes close to each other, and the slightly disgusting body breath has exceeded the safe range between ordinary men and women.

Especially the sentence just now is easy to make people think a lot.

“Where is better?”

Shinji Harano's expression did not change, but he subconsciously said it.

Qinghai Chuanqiase held the handle of the umbrella tightly with both hands and answered seriously to his question: "I squatted for too long just now, my legs are a little numb. Now I have recovered and can leave."

As his eyes continued to move down, his long legs, like jade fat, intersected each other, making his eyes shaking a little sore.

An idea popped up in Shinji Harano's mind.
Chapter completed!
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