Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

Seven o’clock in the evening.

At this time, the night gradually replaced the evening glow, and the clear moonlight was reflected softly on the window like silk.

“……”

Miwako Sato sat in the passenger seat, gently holding her delicate chin with one hand, and her purple eyes stared out the window at the street shrouded in darkness, not knowing what she was thinking.

It’s about to reach the second chome…

Her rosy lips opened slightly, feeling the heartbeat in her ears, and she couldn’t help but think nervously.

For the first time to face that kind of thing, it is also a lie to say that you are not nervous.

“What does Miwako want to eat tonight?”

Kitahara looked at the street in front of him, turned his head sideways to her and asked softly ~ a sentence.

The two of them have not eaten dinner since they left the aquarium.

“…… I can actually do anything. ”

Miwako Sato tilted her head and thought carefully, then shook her head in response.

Anyway, with Kitahara’s cooking skills, any cooking will be delicious.

Moreover, she was more concerned about what was going to happen today than what was going to happen on the evening today.

“In this way, then eat steak.” Kitahara looked at the street under the street lamp in front of him and said thoughtfully, “I remember that I seemed to have bought steak in the refrigerator the other day. ”

It’s just that at that time, because there were only two people left, he and Xiao Dora, he simply ate some hamburger meat and did not make fried steak.

“The words of red wine… Or forget it. ”

Kitahara just wanted to inquire, but in his mind he remembered what happened after the bar that day, and the words on his lips couldn’t help but stop.

If you suddenly drink too much and continue to fall asleep in your arms, it will not be good.

The last time I had such a good opportunity, I lost it because of Miwako’s drinking.

Thinking so, Beiyuan’s brown gaze also looked at the familiar villa not far away, and the corners of his mouth whispered slightly.

“I’m home…”

Yonehana Town.

2-chome, Hachibanchi.

As the silver-white Porsche stopped in the courtyard, the two also got out of the car one after another and walked towards the door.

“I’m back.”

Pushing open the unlocked door, Kitahara shouted subconsciously as usual.

Miwako Sato also followed behind him, and walked into the entrance with some nervousness, looking into the corridor of the room with a pair of good-looking eyes.

Is Kitahara saying hello to that yellow cat-shaped robot?

She was still quite impressed by Doraemon, who had dinner together that morning.

After all, it was like such an intelligent robot, she met it for the first time.

“There’s a new slippers here.”

Kitahara handed a new pair of slippers in the shoe cabinet to her and said with a chuckle.

Because the quintuplets basically come to study every day, he also bought a lot of slippers in case of emergency.

“Thank you.”

Miwako Sato took the slippers, and after saying thank you softly, she sat down at the entrance and took off her light white sneakers, and stepped into the slippers with her little feet in black stockings.

Quite appropriate…

She moved her toes a little, and she couldn’t help but think in her heart.

“Welcome back.”

“Meow~”

At this moment, DoraA walked out of the living room rubbing her eyes and responded a little lazily.

Huh, what a cute kitten.

After seeing the little pux at Doraea’s feet, Miwa Sato’s purple eyes lit up slightly.

“You’re sleeping at home again.”

Seeing the snack crumbs at the corners of Dora’s mouth and the look that had just woken up, Kitahara couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.

Although it was questioning, his tone was very affirmative.

“No way, I can’t help but want to sleep after the tutoring class… Maybe I was infected by a flower. ”

DoraA rubbed the cat ears on the top of her head and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

“Don’t push this kind of thing onto Yihua…”

The corners of Beiyuan Xun’s mouth twitched slightly, and he said helplessly.

“Got it, but—”

Doraa tilted his head and also noticed Miwako Sato standing behind him, so he politely extended his little round hand and waved, smiling and saying hello.

“Miss Sato hasn’t seen you for a long time, are you coming to our house as a guest tonight?”

“Well… That’s it. ”

Miwako Sato was slightly stunned, then bit her lower lip and nodded.

To be precise, she wasn’t here for the evening — she was here to spend the night.

“Okay, Miwako go to the living room and rest with Xiao Duo for a while.” Kitahara hung the black coat in his hand on the hanger, then turned his head sideways to her and said, “I’ll go to the kitchen to prepare today’s evening meal.” ”

“Need my help?”

Hearing that he was going to prepare a meal, Miwako Sato blinked her eyes and subconsciously asked.

Although her cooking skills are not as good as Kitahara, she is also okay compared to ordinary people.

“No need, just let me do it myself.”

Kitahara chuckled, then turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Feeling Kitahara… It’s like a househusband.

Looking at his departing back, Miwako Sato’s eyes shone slightly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

“Miss Sato, let me take you to the living room to rest!”

DoraA yawned and said with tears in the corners of her eyes.

“Then it’s troublesome for you, Dorae-kun.”

Hearing its voice, Miwako Sato gradually came to her senses, looking at the already empty corridor, she chuckled and nodded.

At the table.

“Huh, do you want to stay at our house for a night?”

Doraa took a bite of the steak on her plate and asked with some surprise.

“Well, and there are just free guest rooms on the second floor.”

Kitahara held his chin and looked at Miwako Sato, who was eating with her head down, and said with a smile on her lips.

He could clearly see that the root of the other party’s ear had been dyed with a touch of red, which looked very tempting.

Sato-senpai’s shy look is really good.

“That… Me, I’m full. ”

Noticing Kitahara’s gaze, Miwako Sato put down the chopsticks in her hand, took a deep breath and said.

Got full so soon?

Beiyuan Yun was slightly stunned.

If he remembers correctly, Miwako’s meal should be quite large.

However –

Looking at the blush in her ears, Kitahara couldn’t help but.

He probably understood why Miwako ate so little.

“I’m just full, let’s go.” Kitahara got up from his chair and looked at her with a smile in his brown eyes, “I’ll take you on a tour of Tonight’s bedroom.” ”

“…… Well. ”

Miwako Sato nodded lightly when she heard this, and made a faint undetectable sound. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

After getting the answer he wanted, Kitahara turned his head to look at Doraemon, who was concentrating on eating his meal, thought for a while and said: “Xiao Duola, remember to brush the bowl, and remember to close the doors and windows when you sleep for a while.” ”

“Huh, are you going to sleep so early?”

DoraA asked with some doubt.

You must know that only when Kitahara is sleeping, will he tell him these things.

“After all, I’m tired after a day of shopping, and now I just want to get a good night’s sleep.”

Kitahara stretched slightly hard, nodded and replied.

“What about Miss Sato?”

Doraa scratched her cat’s ears, and then looked at Miwako Sato on the side, and couldn’t help but ask.

It’s just eight o’clock in the evening, so it’s impossible for both of you to go to bed, right?

“I… I was also ready to go to bed after taking a shower. ”

Miwako Sato put her hands behind her back, her eyes slightly skimmed to the side, and she replied in a somewhat light voice.

“So…”

Doraa half-squinted at the back of the two of them leaving the living room, and nodded thoughtfully.

It always felt that these two people were hiding something from themselves.

Forget it, why do you think so much – if you have that time, you might as well go play with the indoor fishing pond with the little mime.

Thinking so, DoraA stretched out her small round hand and touched the little mime who was squatting next to her sleeping, and a smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The little are so cute!

………

Inside the corridor on the second floor.

“How’s this bedroom?”

Kitahara pushed open the door of the second bedroom and turned his head sideways to the silent Miwako Sato and asked.

“…… Did you do it on purpose? ”

Looking at the decoration of the room of this second bedroom, Miwako Sato couldn’t help but grit her teeth, reached out and rubbed his head vigorously and said.

I know what she means to come over tonight, but I have to choose a second bedroom for myself!

She was very impressed by the decoration of Beiyuan Mon’s bedroom, which was completely different from the second bedroom in front of her.

“I want to stay here!”

Following the memories in her mind, Miwako Sato pushed open the door on the left and looked at the familiar scene inside, she turned her head to Kitahara and said.

“Sorry, this is my bedroom.”

Kitahara walked up behind Miwako Sato, gently hugged her waist with a pair of hands, and chuckled next to her pink ear.

Feeling the warmth behind him, Miwako Sato’s tall figure stiffened slightly, and his heart trembled slightly.

“Less, less coming, obviously you also want to… Together, right? ”

Miwako Sato turned around in his arms, staring at the handsome face with purple eyes, and said with some dissatisfaction.

It’s all up to now, and I’m still teasing her.

Kitahara this hateful guy.

“Since the seniors have said so, how could I possibly refuse.”

Kitahara looked at Miwako Sato’s dissatisfied eyes, his fingertips stroking her cheeks, tucking the short black hair at her sideburns behind her ears.

“Don’t pinch people’s ears when you speak, really!”

Feeling his ears being pinched gently, Miwako Sato bit her little tiger teeth with a slightly red face, and her little feet in slippers kicked him slightly.

“Your ears are really sensitive…”

“Okay, don’t say that kind of thing!”

Before Kitahara could finish speaking, Miwako Sato interrupted him in annoyance.

Then she broke free of her embrace hard, a pair of purple eyes skimmed to the side, and whispered: “I’m going to take a bath next…”

“Actually, I don’t mind if I don’t wash it—hmm!”

Beiyuan looked at the palm that suddenly covered his mouth, and could only nod helplessly.

“You also hurry up and wash me!”

“Obviously I have been visiting the aquarium for a day, how can I think about it, I am full of sweat, and——”

Miwako Sato released her palm, then tilted her head slightly and stepped forward to make a gentle touch on his cheek.

“Let me ease my tension a little, okay?”

If you listen carefully, you can clearly hear that her tone is shaking a little because of nervousness.

“…… Good. ”

Beiyuan Xun subconsciously touched his cheek, with a slight blush on the tip of his fingers.

That’s the color of lipstick.

“See you then, Kitahara.”

“I’ll see you soon.”

Kitahara looked at the figure who had turned around and walked into the bathroom, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a smile.

Anyway, Miwako can’t run away tonight.

……

First floor.

Coming out of the bathroom, Kitahara also walked slowly up the wooden stairs.

Looking at the bedroom door that was closed in front of him, he was slightly stunned.

He remembered that when he went down just now, the door should have been open…

But at this time it was tightly closed, which means – has she finished washing?

Thinking so, Kitahara reached out and pushed open the door, and his brown eyes subconsciously looked at the figure next to the bed.

I saw Miwako Sato wrapped in a fluffy white bath towel, and her short black hair was wet.

“Don’t keep staring…”

Noticing his line of sight, Miwako Sato looked to the side with a somewhat evasive gaze.

“Well, what?”

Kitahara looked at her appearance and asked with some doubt.

“That… Prepared, right? ”

Which one?

Wait – it won’t be the one, will it?

Beiyuan was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened instantly, and the corners of his mouth pulled slightly.

It seems that there is really no preparation yet.

“How about I go to the convenience store?”

Kitahara turned his head to look at the night outside the window and asked softly.

“You really weren’t prepared-” Miwako Sato fell backwards, lying on the soft bed, her white arms covering her eyes.

“Forget it, that kind of thing… If you don’t have to, you can also lose! “。