On the second floor.
Ryuga stepped on the wooden stairs. After a squeak, she came to a room on the right and knocked on the door.
"It's not locked, come in."
A very familiar voice came from inside, but maybe because she buried her head in the pillow, the voice was a bit muffled.
"Click —"
Along with the sound of the axle being pulled, Ryuga opened the door and stepped into the room.
At a glance, the layout of the room was almost the same as half a year ago. There were only a few pieces of furniture, such as a wardrobe, a dressing table, and a floor mirror.
At this moment, the girl in a white bathrobe was lying on the bed, burying her head in the snow-white pillow. Her whole body was lying there in a defenseless posture.
Although it was very small, at least a little curve was exposed.
Probably because she turned over, the bath towel on her body had a tendency to slide down, revealing a white and tender neck. The clothes on her legs had completely slipped down, and her slender and slender calves were directly exposed to the air.
The window of the room was open, and the cool night breeze blew in from outside. Because the position of the bed was facing the window, Ryuga guessed that she should be enjoying the cool night breeze.
"What's the matter?"
She was lying on the bed, and even when she heard footsteps, she didn't raise her head. She just asked the person in a muffled voice.
Maybe she thought that it was a servant in the house, so she wasn't vigilant.
"Nothing, I just came to see you."
After Ryuga walked into the room, she closed the wooden door, then walked to the window and looked at the bamboo forest outside. There was a lot of cool wind blowing in her face.
"You don't even use an electric fan?"
It was now mid-August, the hottest season of the year. Yin-yang's house almost didn't have air conditioners, but electrical appliances were always used, and electric fans were not uncommon.
"… It's you again."
When Yin-yang heard Ryuga's voice, her body froze, then she turned over on the bed, lifted her head from the pillow, and looked at Ryuga with a somewhat fierce gaze.
"I thought that after a few months, you should have given up. You actually came here again. Are you so free … Also, move the window, you're blocking the wind."
Maybe because of the hot weather, she was a little lazy to get up from the bed.
But because Ryuga blocked the cool wind from the window, she was a little unhappy with Ryuga.
"I said that I will pursue you, I can't go back on my words."
Ryuga moved away from the window, and let the night breeze into the room, and then looked at Yin-yang on the bed. "My perseverance is worth mentioning, I will still be here every day for the next month … Also, the bathrobe on your right shoulder has slipped.."
Because she was on her side, the bathrobe that was not tight to begin with was naturally even more exposed.
Especially the right shoulder that was pressed under the bathrobe, the entire bathrobe slid off the shoulder, revealing the tender skin of the shoulder like a baby. A part of the collarbone under the neck was also exposed.
Obviously, only a little was exposed, but for some reason, it was quite fascinating, making people want to peek deeper into the scene.
"…"
After a moment of silence, the two of them pulled up the bathrobe that had slipped off their right shoulders and covered their shoulders. Then, they turned over and lay flat on the bed.
Because of this series of movements, the bathrobe on her body became messy. Although she closed her shoulders, more of her legs were exposed, and even her well-trained thighs were exposed a little.
However, she seemed to be too lazy to care, or maybe it was cooler this way, so she just lay on the bed, then looked at Ryuga with a silent but sonorous gaze.
Her gaze was far from friendly, and it could even be said that it was full of resentment, but because of the experience of being harassed by him for a month in the past, she probably knew that it was useless to say anything.
"… Don't come at night, or I will kill you."
She used a cold tone to threaten him, then turned over again, with her back facing Ryuga, as if she did not intend to pay attention to him.
In fact, in April, after being harassed by Ryuga for a month, she was angry and tried to kill Ryuga.
However, at that time, she was quickly restrained, and it was as easy as flipping her hand.
Compared to the beginning, the strength gap between the two seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. At that time, she knew that she was probably not his opponent.
But even so, she still had to threaten him, otherwise, she would not be able to vent her anger.
"If you agree to be with me, I will let you kill me."
Liu Xia shrugged and said carelessly, "Don't worry about it.
Anyway, she could not kill him, unless she awakened the Demon Eye of Death like him in the future.
Yin-yang, who had her back facing him, heard this, her eyes flashed, but she still did not have the intention to pay attention to him. She just turned her back to the window, and the cool night breeze blew.
What nonsense.
After Yin-yang became silent, Ryuga also did not speak. He just silently observed Yin-yang's back, trying to engrave her back into his memory bit by bit.
At the same time, he could not help but let his imagination run wild.
This girl was a bit lazy.
But she was also full of fierceness.
Although her sleep was disturbed, and she was in a bad mood, she was still too lazy to bicker with him.
She was just like a cat.
Although she tried to reach out her claws to the guy who disturbed her, her sleep was always the most important.
But in this way, did it mean that it would be easier to touch her by following her fur?
With the silence of the two, the atmosphere also shrouded the whole room.
Not long after.
"Miss Shi, Ryuga -sama, dinner is ready."
Qiu Long's figure appeared outside the door, and he reported to the two.
… …
Dinner was held in the dining room. The food was typical Japanese, and because there was a professional chef, the taste was not bad.
There were a total of five people at the table. In addition to the head of the Yin-yang family, there was also the eldest son of the Yin-yang family, Yin-yang, and finally, Ryuga and Yin-yang.
"Why are you sitting at the table so naturally?"
After Yin-yang came to the dining room, she sighed deeply, and cast a tired look at Ryuga, who was sitting at the guest seat.
"The head of the family asked me to stay for dinner."
Ryuga calmly responded.
Yin-yang's head slightly paused, and his face was a little strange.
Although this was indeed the truth, why did he feel like he was the scapegoat?
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