"Leave it to me!"

Makoto Hojo picked up the stockings that had been a little warm, and pulled the white and flawless jade feet to his legs without any hesitation. During this period, he rubbed them a few times without any hesitation.

“My basement is actually handcuffed.”

Of course, Shimizuki could also feel the little movements of Hojo Makoto, and gave him a fierce look, but against the red face, he only looked charming.

"It's better to keep that kind of thing until night before using it?"

What Makoto Hojo was thinking about was the scene of Senior Sister Xun being handcuffed and allowed him to invade.

"That's right. I'll lock you at my doorstep tonight, and there's still a doorkeeper."

Qingshui Xun snorted, and then raised her hand to touch the teeth marks on her shoulders that had not yet disappeared, and couldn't help but kick him.

"Stop making trouble, give me your feet, put on your socks and go out."

Makoto Hojo pretended not to hear Shimizumaki's words, skillfully put on black stockings, and his hands holding the socks continued to move upwards, extending into the hem of the skirt, allowing him to take advantage of a lot.

"It's OK."

Qingshui Xun frowned and pushed his hand away. After taking care of the details, she got up and walked towards the door.

Makoto Hojo also followed consciously, and there was a special car waiting outside the door. He walked forward diligently and quickly opened the car door for his ex-girlfriend.

As a result, I was rolled my eyes.

"I think the back seat space in my car is still very large. You can't sit next to me at all, do you understand?"

Shimizumi sat on the seat with her legs raised, turned her head and looked at the scene of moving outside the window, and said lightly to Makoto Hojo who was sitting down against her:

"Please don't hold my hand if you have any trouble."

“It was a bit cold today.”

Makoto Hojo opened his eyes and talked nonsense. Of course, he would not let go of the gentle and simple hand held in his palm, unless he could touch his legs.

"seat belt."

Qingshui Xun suddenly said in a commanding tone.

"Uh...want me help?"

Makoto Hojo was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and pulled out the seat belt that was tied up on the back of the chair, and thoughtfully buckled her.

Looking at the gray long and wide belt pressing between Senior Sister Xun's ravines, his eyes suddenly became lemon, and he also wanted to enjoy the happiness wrapped in mountains.

It is better to take a person than to take him.

"You shouldn't think about turning into a seat belt in your next life, right?"

Shimizuki turned his head and noticed Hojo Makoto's eyes. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but pull, as if he didn't expect him to be like this.

"A mere seat belt can have such close contact with Senior Sister Xun, you may have saved the world in your previous life, right? It's cheaper."

Hojo Makoto snorted.

"Are you praising yourself in disguise?"

Qingshui Xun's eyes suddenly became disgusted again when he looked at him.

"That's right! I, who can sleep in the same bed with Senior Sister Xun, should have made great contributions to the Milky Way for several lifetimes."

Makoto Hojo was boasting, and at the same time he also patted Senior Sister Xun for a rainbow fart, which made him win.

"If you are not serious, just run to school."

Qingshuixun sneered.

"Senior Sister Xun is so strict."

Hojo Makoto muttered.

"I suggest you tell me what the gift is in advance. Seeing that you are so serious, I can cooperate with the atmosphere you create to make a corresponding posture. But don't expect me to be moved by you. If you don't say anything to me in advance, then I will remain indifferent and don't cry."

Qingshuixun said lazily.

"Senior sister, you look down on others too much, right? You don't need to cooperate deliberately. When you see my gift, please accept it happily. If you think it's meaningless, you don't need to hide it. It doesn't matter if you say it directly, but please accept my wishes in a reluctant way."

Makoto Hojo shrugged his shoulder and said with a smile.

"Since you said that, I'm too lazy to take care of your emotions."

Qingshui Xun curled his mouth.

The car was driving slowly.

The school was not far from Qingshui's house, so before he could sweat Miss Xun's hands, it was time to get off the bus.

“Where are you going now?”

Standing at the school gate, Shimizuki also shook off Hojo Makoto's hand and looked at him calmly.

"Of course it's the rooftop where we have sweated together."

Makoto Hojo said with a chuckling.

"I guessed it."

Shimizu nodded, then took the lead in walking towards the school gate, with Hojo Makoto following closely behind.

Tomorrow is the start of the new semester of Yingting Middle School. From the previous few days, the school can be free to enter and exit. After all, many student cadres will go back to school in advance to help teachers prepare for the start of school.

Walking on the road to school, Hojo Makoto took Shimizumi's hand with his own initiative. She just struggled symbolically for a while and then let him go.

"Senior sister, do you still remember? When we first met, you stood here and looked at me across thousands of mountains and rivers."

Makoto Hojo raised his hand and pointed to the top floor of the teaching building directly in front of him, saying affectionately what was inconsistent with the facts, which made Shimizumi roll his eyes.

"Are you telling a story? At that time, you were peeping on the rooftop and preparing to walk out of the school gate. Please don't say it like a romantic encounter,"

She said angrily.

"I thought that first meeting was very romantic."

Hojo Makoto coughed dryly. He was just talking lies with his eyes open. He was shocked when he was peeking and was discovered.

Qingshui Xun didn't speak anymore, just walked slowly, as if she was enjoying the leisure time of walking together.

They walked through the not-long path, entered the familiar teaching building, and took the elevator to the rooftop that was swept into a private territory by clear water.

"I've been waiting for a long time."

Makoto Hojo pulled her to the pavilion, pointed her hand at the gift box enclosed with a ribbon on the table, and dubbed herself.

"Dangdang~"

Qing Shui Xun's face had not changed much. She was still lazy and casual, and she habitually poured cold water on him.

"Is that all?"

What she thought was that no matter what was in the box, she would show a happy expression later, and there was no need for deliberate cooperation. Even if the gift was mediocre and vulgar, she would be satisfied with this feeling.

Of course she still feels expectant now.

Hojo Homosexuality was squeezing her appetite.

"It's not just that."

He first sat down on the sofa, and then took advantage of the atmosphere at this time to directly pull Qingshui into his arms.

"Come and dismantle the gifts, let's join us, I hope you like it."

Before she struggled, Hojo Makoto touched her ear and spoke in a gentle tone, feeling the girl's body in her arms that gradually became soft and boneless.

"I can't stand you..."

After Qingshui Xun came to her senses, she was about to struggle, but when she heard his words, she turned her eyes to the gift box on the table without saying anything.

"Am I open it now?"

"Um."

Makoto Hojo nodded, his chin touching her head, conveying the meaning.

"Why does this box look like it's used to hold a book?"

Qingshui Xun picked up the flat box, and there was a hint of curiosity in her beautiful eyes. She no longer hesitated to pull the ribbon tied into a bow on it.

"This is……"

She lifted the lid and showed it to her eyes was a not-so-thick booklet.

The cover of this book is exquisite light green cardboard, with a thriving little tree on it, and there are couples holding hands under it.

Qingshui Xun was a little confused. She had thought that she might receive jewelry or something, but what does this album mean?

"Please let me explain."

Makoto Hojo raised his arm, walked through her armpit and held her jade hand holding the album, and opened the cover together.

The first page of this album is a boy standing on a tall building, looking at a girl from a distance.

The girl on the paper is a long and straight lady. She turned around and looked at the boy with sharp eyes.
To be continued...