Downstairs from the villa.

"Aren't you worried?" Ami Aono asked Michiko Yasumo.

Michiko An Yuan raised her head: "Worried? What to worry about? ”

Ami Aono operated the game with one hand, stuffing two potato chips into her mouth occasionally with her mouth: "Nanase." Obviously she has something to hide from us today, don't tell me you didn't see it. ”

Michiko Anyuan flipped through the script in her hand and didn't look up at Ami Aono: "Even you can see it, of course I can see it." ”

Ami Aono agrees: "That's exactly what I said. But in that case, aren't you worried? ”

Michiko Yasuen asked again, "What are you worried about?" ”

Ami Aono continued: "Nanase's words, you should hide in the room and talk to Hao Pingqin now. ”

Michiko Yasuen said, "If she had worked hard to muster the courage to do so, she would be on the phone right now." ”

Ami Aono said, "So, you're not worried? ”

Michiko Yasuen said strangely: "Worried, why should I worry?" ”

Ami Aono said: "Nanase is in action, if you don't work hard, you will be preempted by Nanase." Don't you feel like something should be done? ”

Michiko Yasumen asked, "Let's not talk about whether Nanase's actions can be a threat or not. Miss Aono, from what position do you ask me this question? Rival? ”

"It's not a rival." Ami Aono said seriously, "I said it a long time ago, I ......"

"Then you don't have a position." Michiko Yasumi interrupted Ami Aono's words, "Ami, since you have 'stopped doing', then you have no position to discuss this topic. ”

Michiko Yashiro's words were not polite at all, but her tone was very steady.

Even she is still looking at the script of tomorrow's work, maybe most of the department's mind is all on the script, and the words with Ami Aono are just ordinary things to talk about during small talk, with a little fatigue in her mood, but like sleepiness after taking a bath: "I always say that I have given up, but I still pay attention to this matter, Nanase and I will not believe it." ”

Ami Aono's eyes are also fixed on the game screen.

And I just cleared an extremely difficult level, and my mind is more focused on the game console, that is, I have divided some thoughts to talk to Michiko Anyuan: "I'm serious, as for paying attention to this matter, I'm worried about you." ”

"Worried? Why should you worry? Nanase turned the page and asked the question again with a different subject.

Of course I'm worried about the two of you.

and Hao Pingqin.

"Worried about what? I'm worried about you three big fools. Ami Aono thought.

Michiko Yasuen seemed to have finally finished reading the script, and said to Ami Aono: "If you're worried about me, you don't have to do it at all." Look at me, do you need to worry about it? ”

Ami Aono kept the items that had just been dropped, and looked up at Michiko Yashiro, who was still curled up on the side of the sofa.

It seems that there are only three of them left in the family, and Miss An Yuan's upper body is wearing a white cotton loose T-shirt, which is really "just" wearing a T-shirt, which is also really loose. The neckline slides to the side, which is obviously a normal style, but it looks like an off-the-shoulder T-shirt, with the collarbone exposed, and the underneath the collarbone is even more reverie. The lower half of her body is even more exaggerated, wearing ultra-short cotton shorts, and her white swaying thighs are exposed, which makes her eyes hurt.

Miss An Yuan, who had just taken a bath, was like waking up in the afternoon, curled up lazily on the sofa, although the black hair on her head was not dripping with water droplets, but it was still a little moist to her ears, and the white and tender little feet were placed in front of her.

Miss Aono felt that she couldn't open her eyes a little.

Is it because of Hao Ping's absence, this guy Nanase is so bold and dressed like this at home.

Miss An Yuan held one hand weakly, supported her face with the back of her hand, leaned on the cushion of the sofa, and looked at Ami Aono with a smile: "I said Miss Aono, Ami-chan, Ami-mi...... Do I need to worry? ”

"Tsk......"

Nanase, this guy did it on purpose.

Ami Aono stopped talking, Miss An Yuan got down from the sofa, stepped on her slippers and prepared to go upstairs: "Whether it's Nanase or Ami, I don't need to worry." You can worry about Nanase...... If you feel she needs it. Otherwise, you're still worried that you're more suitable, Yami. ”

Then he walked briskly upstairs.

Ami Aono, who was watching her from behind, looked at Miss An Yuan's somewhat dangerous ratio of covered and exposed, and thought about it, if Hao Ping was there......

Sure enough, I should be more worried about Nanase?

She suddenly remembered An Yuan's Michiko's words: Nanase, do you need to worry about yourself?

"Hmm, I'm too lazy to think about it." Ami Aono picks up the game console that she put aside and starts a new level.

A few minutes later.

She threw the console to the other end of the couch.

"Why do you keep making mistakes?"

It took Miss Aono three seconds to figure out why: "It must be because I'm hungry." ”

If it weren't for being hungry, how could Amimi, who is very good at playing games, always make mistakes?

Miss Aono went to the refrigerator for a long time, found a small snack, and after eating less than half of it, she felt that she couldn't eat it anymore.

Just finished dinner, and while playing a game, I wiped out a bag of potato chips.

Sure enough, I'm not hungry.

However, if you are not hungry, why do you always make mistakes in playing games today?

Miss Aono is annoyed because the game can't be played anymore.

……

Michiko Anyuan walked from downstairs to the second floor, passing by the door of Nanase's room in Amamiya.

"Nanase, did you muster up the courage to call Hao Pingsang?" Miss An Yuan suddenly became a little curious.

However, Ami is still too young.

Even if you're worried about Nanase or something, you don't need to catch the current situation if you want to know.

"Let's give Hao Pingsang a call later." Miss An Yuan thought, humming a small tune, and walked past the door of Miss Amamiya's room.

in the room.

Yugong Qise had already listened to Hao Ping seriously explain how he met Yu Xianyu, and Miss Yu carried a folding chair to pull people and caused her to go to work in the office without a job: "That's basically what it is, as for classmates or something, if it wasn't for it, I wouldn't be able to remember." ”

"I see." Miss Amamiya felt a little shy, just because of a classmate's relationship, she suspected that Hao Pingsang was really wrong.

It's even more deserved, inexplicably jealous.

And it took Hao Pingsang so long to tell the story little by little, and he explained it in such detail...... This is all the result of their own willfulness. Though...... I'm a little happy, but I can't continue this kind of thing next time.

"Just a classmate." Hao Ping's voice came from the other end of the phone, "If every student needs to worry, the one who needs to worry the most is Zhou Jing." ”

- What a self-righteous joke.

Miss Amamiya was a little disappointed: "Yes...... yes, just a classmate. ”

Sure enough, I shouldn't be willful.

"However, I'm still a little happy to hear Nanase ask me this."

"Happy?"

- Why are you happy?

"Because, Nanase is rarely jealous." Hao Ping's voice came from the other end of the phone, "To be honest, it's a little cute." ”

Nanase Amamiya: "......"

I hung up as fast as I could, and then tossed the phone aside. Miss Amamiya, like an ostrich buried in the quilt.

Shenzhen.

Hao Ping looked at the phone that was hung up by Nanase of the rain palace in shock.

"Hmm...... Isn't it going too far? Hao Ping thought.

It's because I haven't seen them for too long, and I seem to be a little out of control. When I was in Tokyo before, I didn't feel this way when I met every day.

Sure enough, because of this, it's a bit overdone?

- Still, he found it pleasant.

"Forget it, let's call Nanase tomorrow, call now, she probably won't answer."

"Didi—"

I received a message on my phone.

It's Ami Aono.

"Hao Pingqin, I can't play the game anymore, what should I do?"

Ha?

What's inexplicable?

What kind of wind is this girl smoking?

Hao Ping just wanted to dial the phone and scold her to ask the reason, but there was a call.

"Hello? Michiko? ”