Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

Chapter 207 Waste Xiaoyao

"Sister Xueshi, is there something strange happening with your mirror?"

After finishing a question, Miura Gensuke raised his head and asked the other party.

"No."

"But you look very tired..." Miura Gensuke put his hand on Tachibana Yukimi's shoulder: "Let me give you a massage."

If you relax a little, Sister Xue Shi might tell you what happened.

"Take your hand away..." Just as Tachibana Yukimi was about to ask him to take his hand away, she felt a very comfortable force on her shoulder.

For a workaholic like her, this feeling is really hard to resist.

"Sister Xueshi, just lie down on the bed." Miura Gensuke pushed her chair to the bedside. "I used to work in a massage parlor. I'll consider this as paying for your tuition."

Before Tachibana Yukimi could refuse, Miura Gensuke squeezed her shoulders hard.

The muscles that were tense due to fatigue suddenly relaxed in the soreness, as if they were reborn.

By the time Tachibana Yukimi came to her senses, she was already lying on the bed, and Miura Gensuke was massaging her wholeheartedly.

Seeing his serious expression, Tachibana Yukimi's words of refusal were stuck in her throat.

Half an hour later.

"Sister Xueshi, mirror..."

"You go home."

Although Miura Gensuke really wanted to stay at Yukimi's house to investigate for a while, Tachibana Yukimi, who had finished enjoying the massage, coldly drove him out.

"Sister Xueshi, if you run into any trouble, please be sure to contact me."

"Huh?" Tachibana Yukimi kicked him and closed the door directly.

Miura Gensuke was not angry at her attitude at all.

Anyway, it feels good to massage your legs and feet.

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After returning home, Gensuke Miura took a shower first, then lay down on the bed refreshed, ready to video chat with the young lady.

"elder brother."

Xuechuan Haruka put down the math textbook in her hand: "I think..."

"Don't think about anything now, just study hard."

Miura Gensuke turned his back and said, "If I don't do well in the final exam again, hmph..."

"Brother..." Xiaoyao climbed onto the bed and hugged his arms: "Please teach me."

Miura Gensuke had no choice but to put down his phone and lean against the head of the bed.

Xiaoyao blushed and burrowed into his arms: "I can't do this problem..."

She was wearing only a thin white suspender nightgown.

From Miura Gensuke's commanding perspective...

"elder brother?"

Xiaoyao raised her head and happened to meet Miura Gensuke's focused eyes.

"Perverted brother..."

"I'm just thinking about something..." Miura Gensuke hugged Xiaoyao's soft and fragrant body tightly, and rubbed the silver hair on Xiaoyao's head with his chin: "Xiaoyao, if you don't like studying, then don't study in the future."

"I'll support you from now on."

"Really?" Xiaoyao blushed a little.

"Yeah." Miura Gensuke smiled and held Xiaoyao's hand: "The thing I, Hoshizaki Gensuke, have the most is money."

"Then Xiaoyao really won't learn it anymore." The younger sister smiled happily.

"Hmph, you finally spoke your true feelings." Miura Gensuke's face darkened.

"Hey...Brother..." Xiaoyao looked at him in panic, her body trembling a little.

"While winning the gold medal at the Asian Winter Games is impressive, does entering a new stage in life mean I've lost all my fighting spirit?"

Gensuke Miura pinched his sister's cute little face and kneaded it wantonly.

"Woo..." Xiaoyao, unable to resist, pouted her pink lips.

"Lie down." Miura Gensuke pointed to his knees.

"don't want……"

"Get down."

Xuechuan Yao had no choice but to lie on his legs, puffing up her cheeks in dissatisfaction: "Bad brother..."

"Pa." Miura Gensuke slapped Xiaoyao's butt.

Yukawa Haruka blushed and hummed.

"Will you do well on the final exam?"

"do not know……"

"Bang!" Miura Gensuke hit again.

Very flexible.

Yukawa Haruka raised her hand, and Miura Gensuke thought she was going to resist.

But the other person just lifted up the nightgown.

Do you think you won’t get beaten if you show yourself cute little strawberry printed on cotton?

too naive.

Miura Gensuke hit again.

White and tender.

"Woo..." Xiaoyao let out a cute cry.

Bullying my sister is so much fun.

Miura Gensuke turned Xiaoyao over and then lay down beside her: "I'm going to chat with Saya later, please don't talk."

Xuechuan Haruka silently picked up his cell phone and put it in her collar.

The next second, the phone slid from the collar to the stomach.

Miura Gensuke: “…”

"Give me back my phone."

"No..." Xuechuan Haruka angrily protected her phone with her hands.

"Silly girl." Miura Gensuke knocked Xiaoyao on the head. "If I don't chat with Sayo, how can I support you in the future?"

"Are we both going to work?"

But Xiaoyao was still stubborn and angry: "Brother, just chat with me tonight..."

"Hmm." Miura Gensuke nodded: "Then what should we talk about?"

Xuechuan Haruka's cheeks flushed slightly: "What does brother want to talk about with Hoshizaki-senpai?"

"She bought some very sexy lingerie, and I want to see the effect." Miura Gensuke pinched Xiaoyao's nose: "Do you know how much sacrifice I made?"

"How are you going to make amends?"

Xuechuan Haruka put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction: "Xiaoyao can wear it too, meow."

"Come on, Xiaoyao's underwear only has cute ones, all with little strawberry patterns." Miura Gensuke closed his eyes.

Next time we go on a date, let’s look at Sayo again…

Seeing Miura Gensuke's complete lack of interest, Xiaoyao gently covered her chest.

She felt something break.

Xuechuan Haruka raised her little fist and hit Miura Gensuke in the stomach.

"Cough..." Miura Gensuke covered his stomach and twitched a few times: "Cough cough..."

"Brother..." Xiaoyao quickly threw herself on him: "Are you okay?"

"The attribute restraint has dealt a fatal blow... Brother is going to die..." Miura Gensuke slowly closed his eyes, and the hand holding Xiaoyao loosened little by little.

“Brother… wu…brother…”

Xiaoyao gently rubbed Miura Gensuke's cheek: "Wake up quickly..."

Miura Gensuke didn't react at all.

Looking at his lips, Xuekawa Haruka hesitated for a while, and finally kissed his forehead.

"Ah... I was awakened by my sister's loving kiss..." Miura Gensuke opened his eyes with a smile, and rolled over twice on the bed holding Xiaoyao.

"Hehe..." Xiaoyao hugged his neck cutely.

"Do you want to go out for dinner?" Miura Gensuke also kissed Xiaoyao's forehead.

"want!"

It was still early, only half past six.

But at this time, the streets were not so hot.

After changing into clothes for going out, Gensuke Miura pushed Xiaoyao out of the apartment.

"Brother, will you be with Xiaoyao like this in the future?"