Zongman: Starting as a Prop Master

Time passed bit by bit, and Shin-chan gradually awakened, and began a battle of wits and courage with Nohara Misae.

There was a back-and-forth battle between the two sides, with each side winning and losing.

Shin-chan, who has a big heart, was not affected at all, and even became worse.

Nohara Misae, who was gradually driven crazy by Shin-chan, became more and more irritable.

In a blink of an eye, a month has passed since Haibara Ai came to the Nohara family.

The timeline has strangely come to the annual cherry blossom season, and Ichinosuke, Haibara Ai, and Shin-chan are about to start school.

In the evening, Haibara Ai went to buy ingredients for dinner with Nohara Miesa as usual.

With the turn of the key,

The door was opened, and two figures, one tall and one short, one big and one small, walked in talking and laughing.

"I'm back!" X2

I don’t know if it was a coincidence of fate or if Shin-chan had some sense of it.

Just as Nohara Misae and Haibara Ai opened the door, Shin-chan happened to poke his head out from the living room.

"Mom, mom, I'm back, I'm back."

As soon as he saw the two of them, he trotted towards them happily.

Nohara Misae, as always, corrected the flaw in Shin-chan's tone, "Shin-chan, you should have said 'you're back'."

"oh oh!"

Shin-chan didn't listen to a word of Nohara Misae's preaching.

"Mom, cookies, cookies, you promised to buy me cookies."

While making a fuss, Shin-chan raised his short legs and started rummaging in the bag.

A few seconds later, a green bear biscuit box came into view.

"brush!"

Just when Shin-chan was about to touch the cookie box, the box was snatched away by Nohara Misae.

Shaking the box in her hand proudly, Nohara Misae asked Shin-chan:

"Xiao Xin, did you forget to take Xiao Bai for a walk again today?"

Hearing Nohara Misae's question, Shin-chan took the initiative, put his hands on his hips, and lectured Nohara Misae in a serious tone:

"Mom, you have to do your own things."

Veins popped out on her forehead, and Nohara Misae squatted down, punching Shin-chan's head with both fists while saying weakly:

"It is your duty to take care of Xiaobai. Xiaoxin, have you forgotten what you agreed with your mother when you picked up Xiaobai?"

In order to increase her persuasiveness, Nohara Misae began to use Ichinosuke as an example.

"Look at Xiaoyi, how well he takes care of Xiaoai."

"Forehead!"

The innocent Huiyuan Ai rolled her eyes.

"You think I'm a dog?"

After some bargaining and under pressure from Nohara Misae, Shin-chan took a can of chocolate cookies and reluctantly took Xiaobai out for a walk.

In the breeze, Xiaoxin's complaints were heard.

"Really, mom always makes trouble for others."

Nohara Misae was immediately defeated, and she clenched her fists and yelled at Shin-chan's back:

"I should have said this."

After venting her inner anger, Nohara Meiya turned around.

Jiu met Xiao Ai's speechless eyes.

"Haha, Xiao Ai, go and have a rest. Leave today's dinner to your aunt."

With a wry smile, Nohara Misae grabbed the convenience bag from Haibara Ai's hand and ran towards the kitchen as if escaping.

Looking at Nohara Misae's embarrassed back, Huibara Ai shook her head helplessly.

"Aunt, it's still the same as before. Hmm, it's interesting."

With a silent smile, Huibara Ai put her hands behind her back, hummed an unknown tune, and skipped towards the second floor.

The cheerful tune shows that the person singing it seems to be in a very happy mood.

Chapter 46: Little Ai Card Technician

Arriving on the second floor, Huibara Ai naturally opened the door and walked in.

Inside the house, Ichinosuke was watching Dragon Ball on the computer.

I didn’t know Japanese in my previous life, so I needed to use subtitles when watching the movie. If I watched the Mandarin version, I felt that the atmosphere was a little lacking.

Having learned Japanese in this life, Ichinosuke felt a different taste when he read it again.

Walking over to Ichinosuke, Haibara Ai naturally sat down next to him.

Just like in the hotel, the hem of the skirt was pointing in the direction of Ichinosuke.

The flying skirt and everything underneath were seen by Ichinosuke.

With a chuckle, Ichinosuke showed a smug expression on his face.

"Ai, I saw it, it's the pink series, it suits you very well."

After rolling her eyes at Kazunosuke, Haibara Ai didn't say anything.

She was too lazy to talk about it.

Not to mention the one-day trip to the hot springs two months ago, just look at the days we've been sleeping in the same bed together.

If she hadn't held on to the last line of defense, she didn't know how many times she would have been defeated.

The pigeons have been plucked many times, so it won’t hurt if someone looks at their clothes.

Seeing that Haibara Ai didn't move, Ichinosuke clicked his tongue in boredom.

With a roll of his eyes, adhering to the principle of not doing anything or dying, Ichinosuke began to jump back and forth on the edge of life and death.

"And the camel..."

This time, even Haibara Ai's defense was instantly broken.

"HenTai, go to hell!"

The white and tender little feet hit Ichinosuke's ribs with a "bang".

As if she was not satisfied, Haibara Ai raised her calf and hit Ichinosuke twice more.

"It's too much!"

After complaining, Ichinosuke reached out and grabbed Ai's little feet, holding them tightly in his arms. While playing with them, he rolled his eyes at Ai in dissatisfaction and complained gloomily:

"Xiao Ai, although I am a foot fetishist and I really like your feet, it's too much for you to hit me with your heels."

The two little feet were so small, about the size of Ichinosuke's palm.

Perhaps because of my cool constitution, it feels icy, soft, and delicate to the touch, just like touching a piece of yokan.

It feels smooth and tender, as soft as jelly.

Holding it in your hand, you can’t stop.

"Humph!"

With a slight snort, Ai did not pull back her little feet, but let Ichinosuke hold them in his arms and play with them.

However, the look of contempt on her delicate face could not be concealed.

However, Ichinosuke, who was thick-skinned, completely ignored him.

Looking at Ai's cold and aloof appearance, Ichinosuke's mischievous big eyes rolled around, and a malicious smile appeared on his cute little face.

Holding Xiao Ai's white and tender feet in one hand and holding them in his arms, Ichinosuke stretched out his other hand and placed it on the soles of her feet, and began to play with them with four fingers sparsely.

At the same time, a warm, gentle, and unhurried air current blew towards the ten white and tender toes that looked like crystal.

A warm current flowed through, and Xiao Ai's ten cute toes suddenly tensed up.

At the same time, a string of cute laughter as clear as silver bells came out from her frosty cherry lips.

"Haha, no, don't."

The tingling and numb feeling made Haibara Ai break down her defenses.

The two little hands were tightly grasping the fashion magazine, and the petite body was shaking wildly.

“Hahahaha, you, you hurry up and let go, let go of my feet.”

While smiling awkwardly, Xiao Ai struggled hard, trying to retract her feet.

However, the ankle that was stuck tightly in Ichinosuke's arms could not be easily freed at that time.

After a while, Haibara Ai, who was exhausted from laughing so hard that she was out of breath, finally escaped from Ichinosuke's punishment.

She collapsed to the ground limply, with a broken smile on her delicate face, as if she had been teased. Her soft, boneless body trembled from time to time, as if she had not yet completely escaped from the punishment she had just received.

After a long time, the softness all over the body gradually disappeared.

Haibara Ai trembled and retracted her feet which were still shaking due to the itchiness, and glared at Kazunosuke in annoyance.

In the past ten minutes or so, she almost thought she was going to break down.

"You are totally hopeless."

As she said this, the unsatisfied Ai raised her tender white feet and kicked Ichinosuke a few times indignantly, like raindrops.

However, with her meager strength, how could she possibly bring real punishment to Ichinosuke?

The soft and tender little feet stepped on the back neither too heavy nor too light.