Zongman: Starting as a Prop Master

Miyano Shiho's face instantly turned red like a boiling teapot, and white mist spewed out of her eyes.

At this moment, she wanted to die.

If such a shameful thing is brought up by elders, it would be as socially disastrous as being caught by elders pulling carrots.

However, she was angry and ashamed at Ichinosuke without hiding it, and at the same time as being caught by the elders, Miyano Shiho was secretly delighted that Ichinosuke liked her.

This kind of love is not only for myself, but also for bystanders, which is enough to show how important I am in his heart.

It’s just that it’s really hard to talk about the little secret and special hobbies between the two of them being discovered by their elders.

"Uncle...Aunt..."

My head was dizzy, and even the name I used became the familiar one from before.

Seeing that Miyano Shiho was greatly shocked, Nohara Misae immediately struck while the iron was hot and began to teach her her own skills.

"Xiao Ai, I'm telling you, when you go back, you can do this and that, and then Xiao Yi will definitely..."

After listening to Nohara Misae's teachings, Miyano Shiho felt dizzy and her mind was flying away. She had no idea what she was doing, like a puppet being led by a string.

Even when she was in a daze, she still honestly kept Nohara Misae's teachings in her heart.

After leaving the cosmetics store, the two went to brand-name bag stores, jewelry stores, and various brand-name clothing stores.

Nohara Misae didn't stop her shopping until she had so many things in her hands that she couldn't carry them all.

"Xiao Ai, it's almost noon, let's go back."

After taking a look at the time on the shop clock, Miyano Shiho nodded in agreement.

It’s almost lunch time, and I don’t know how the person at home is doing.

Nohara Miya was thinking about Shin-chan, and Miyano Shiho was thinking about Ichinosuke, so neither of them had the mood to wander around.

The two of them immediately packed their bags and took a taxi home.

"Xiao Xin, I'm back."

"Xiaoyi, I'm back."

The two people's calls received no response.

"Strange, where are the people? Where did these two guys go?"

Throwing the things on the tatami in the living room, Nohara Misae wandered around the house looking for the two people.

I looked around but couldn't see anyone.

Just when Nohara Misae couldn't help but prepare to make a phone call, Miyano Shiho's voice suddenly came from the restaurant.

"Mom, there's no need to look for him. Shin-chan went to play at Dr. Agasa's house, and Xiaoyi went out to buy painting supplies."

There were two notes left on the table in the restaurant.

One is for Ichinosuke, and the other one is naturally left by Shin-chan.

After getting the exact news, Nohara Misae immediately put her heart at ease.

"Forget it, as long as they're okay, Xiao Ai, here, these are yours, take them and put them away."

As she spoke, Nohara Misae divided the large and small bags into two parts.

He pushed one of the piles in front of Miyano Shiho and said:

"Remember what I said. Xiaoyi will definitely do as I said. You have him under your thumb."

Giving a mysterious smile to Miyano Shiho, Nohara Mitsue immediately turned around, humming a song as she sorted out her various fashions.

second floor,

Haibara Ai was sorting out the various things that Nohara Misae and she bought and arranging them neatly, while muttering to herself.

"Will Xiaoyi really be like what his aunt said?"

Her eyes moved and fell on the neatly arranged nail polishes of different colors in the center of the dressing table.

Haibara Ai was very nervous, feeling both shy and happy.

She had long known about Ichinosuke's little thoughts.

If this auxiliary device is added, would his wish be fulfilled today?

"foot…"

"foot…"

After a long while, Huibara Ai still couldn't say the last word.

The blush climbs up the cheeks to the earlobes, bright and juicy, like a ripe cherry, making people salivate.

Just when Haibara Ai was struggling with her conscience, Ichinosuke's voice came from outside the house.

"Xiao Ai, I'm back."

After regaining his masculine nature, Ichinosuke also found a note left by Nohara Misae, asking her to go shopping with Haibara Ai.

Bored, he recalled his previous idea of ​​upgrading his immortal body and increasing his means of dealing with souls.

So he staggered out of the door and went straight to the bookstore.

If you want to do your work well, you must first sharpen your tools. If you want to draw comics, how can you do without professional tools?

So, the subsequent purchases began in large and small packages.

But at this moment, holding a pen and paper, another idea suddenly popped up in Ichinosuke's mind.

"Speaking of which, can I just make a prop that can extract the anime and comics in my mind? That way, I don't have to draw them myself."

Looking at the paper and pen in his hand, Ichinosuke looked disdainful.

It is said that laziness makes people progress, and this is indeed true.

You see, it’s not a wasted effort.

"Xiao Ai?"

After a long time without any response, Ichinosuke went into the room puzzled.

I clearly learned from my mother that Xiaoai had gone upstairs, so why hasn't she responded for so long?

Pushing open the door to the living room, Ichinosuke saw Haibara Ai lying on the sofa with her legs crossed, reading the magazine in her hand intently.

"What? You're at home, why aren't you talking?"

Ichinosuke put the paper and pen into the system space and walked straight to the sofa.

Before he could get close, Huihara Ai, who was lying on the sofa, suddenly stopped flipping through the book and asked Ichinosuke in a tender voice:

"Xiaoyi, can you help me get the nail polish? It's on the dressing table."

With her back to Ichinosuke, Haibara Ai didn't dare to look into Ichinosuke's eyes, for fear that he would see her guilty side.

"Nail polish?"

He stopped in confusion and walked to the dressing table. Ichinosuke saw the colorful nail polishes neatly arranged in the middle.

380 looked at them and selected a bottle of fiery red nail polish.

He felt that this color suited Haibara Ai best.

Holding the nail polish, she walked to Huiyuan Ai,

"Xiao Ai, do you want to paint your nails?"

Ichinosuke looked at Haibara Ai's slender hands with a puzzled look.

Five slender and long nails would look very beautiful with nail polish, adding a unique style.

With her back to Ichinosuke, Haibara Ai tried to maintain a calm tone.

"No, I put it on my feet."

Although the voice was still cold, one could still faintly hear the tremor mixed in it.

Fortunately, Ichinosuke's attention was not focused on this, so he didn't hear anything unusual about Haibara Ai.

"On your feet?"

Muttering, Ichinosuke lowered his head to look at Haibara's feet drooping sadly on the edge of the sofa.

It is very small, only the size of a palm. At first glance, it looks crispy and very delicious.

With his eyes rolling around, Ichinosuke approached Haibara Ai with a flattering smile.

"Xiao Ai, it's not convenient for you to apply it yourself, how about I help you?"

Haibara Ai, who seemed to be reading a magazine but was actually secretly observing Ichinosuke's actions, felt delighted.

"Sure enough, just like mom said, Xiaoyi really couldn't help himself."

While I was secretly happy, I also felt a deep sense of shyness in my heart.

In an instant, countless forbidden scenes appeared in my mind.

"Is Xiaoyi trying to use my feet for something?"

"What should I do? Should I refuse?"

Her inner shyness made her want to refuse several times.

However, when she saw Ichinosuke eager to try and rubbing his hands, Haibara Ai felt very reluctant and did not want to disappoint him.

"How about letting him go wild for once, as compensation for his mischief this morning?"

Huiyuan Ai's determination in her heart unknowingly took another step back.

Chapter 232: Nail Polish, Wrestling

After returning home, Haibara Ai habitually shrank her body and turned back into her childhood form.

Then, she didn't know what she was thinking and changed into a new set of clothes.

The upper body is a black tight vest, which, due to special reasons, is bulging and has a strong three-dimensional effect.

The lower body is wearing a pair of beige three-quarter pants, revealing two slender and white long legs (in terms of proportion).