Several days passed like this.

…

in the room.

Gong Baiyuyou slowly put down the drawing board in her hand, and with the last line drawn by her brush, the heroine's stockings tightened the flesh just right, pure and yet seductive.

"I have actually prepared so many short stories." Futaba Makoto, who was standing next to the girl at this time, looked through the drawings and the original manuscripts saved on the electronic screen and couldn't help but shake his head.

It seems that Gong Bai Yuyou plans to integrate the old and new works and sell single volumes at comic exhibitions.

At this time, steady breathing came from behind, and Futaba Cheng and Gong Shiro Yuyou turned their heads at the same time - Nana was lying on the bedside sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, her rosy face was as cute as an apple, these days she

They also came to help and gave a lot of materials for Gong Bai Yuyou to use.

Of course, the identity of the painter of the book was also known to the other party.

Although Nana was surprised in the morning that Gong Baiyuyou was actually the painter of the book, she probably understood why she was so skilled.

Originally, although Nana Hayaka was clumsy, she also tried very hard to learn the skills of serving Acheng, but no matter what she did, she could not compare to Gong Baiyu's skillful level. Now that she knows the identity of the other party, Nana Hayaka's mentality changed.

He relaxed and his level has improved greatly in the past few days, which earned him praise from Futaba Makoto.

"Did the system have a premeditated plan to increase my physical strength?" Futaba Cheng couldn't help but think.

He stood up and helped Nana Nainai, who was lying beside the bed, up.

Holding the other person's elastic waist, Futaba Cheng said to Gongbai Yuyou who was sitting on the chair: "Yuyou, I will send Nana back to rest first. If you need any help, please let me know."

Gong Baiyuyou's face was calm, and then he glanced at the time——

Early morning[5:33]

She nodded slightly.

After Futaba Makoto left Miyashiro Yuyou's room with Nana in his arms, he took her back to his room.

It's not that he has any special ideas, it's just that Miya Shiro Yuyou's bed is covered with various paintings and is messy, and the bed is not big enough - plus Yuko must have slept, Futaba Cheng is afraid of disturbing her

She still brought Nana back.

On the contrary, the distance is not many meters, and his bed is big enough.

Seriously speaking, Futaba Makoto's bed can sleep five or six people without any problem.

After putting Nana in the morning on the bed, Futaba Makoto just wanted to get up and check on Miya Shiro Yuyou, when he found that the girl kept crawling into his arms and made humming noises like a small animal.

"Sincerity..."

She really loves to act coquettishly.

Considering that Miyashiro would come over later, Futaba Cheng had no choice but to lie down. He put the girl into his arms and slowly closed his eyes.

…

Soon, the door not far away opened, and Gong Baiyuyou also walked in.

Seeing the two people sleeping in each other's arms on the bed, the girl's beautiful eyes under her flat bangs shimmered slightly. She turned her head and looked out the window - the night sky under the moonlight, the snow falling slowly like cotton wool, the scattered and trivial moonlight

Beautiful ripples appeared in the girl's gem-like eyes.

Gong Baiyuyou slowly took off her coat, with her skin as white as cream, she looked at the reflection of her body in front of the window.

"Um."

Thinking that the recent work was finally completed, the girl slowly stretched herself, not caring at all that she looked naked at this time, because she was in a relaxed state from the inside out.

It can be considered a girl's little quirk.

She likes to sleep in this position.

Gong Baiyuyou slowly came to the bedside, looking at Futaba Cheng who was sleeping with Nana in her arms, she bent down, and then her lips fell on the other person's lips.

"Thank you for your hard work." Her lips parted, and she didn't know whether she was talking to herself or the two people in front of her. After Gong Bai Yuyou finished speaking, she slowly climbed onto the bed - her body next to Futaba Cheng, with an arm around her.

He hugged Futaba Cheng's waist and closed his eyes.

"Good night."

…

…

A night of silence.

When Futaba Cheng woke up, he found as always a heavy feeling on both sides of him. Sure enough, it was Gong Bai Yuyou who came over last night.

After he slowly stood up, he noticed that Gong Baiyuyou was not wearing pajamas.

"You can catch a cold like this in winter." Futaba Cheng showed a slight headache expression, and then pinched the girl.

Gong Bai Yuyou seemed to be reacting. She retracted her head into the quilt, leaving only a single black hair dangling outside.

"Hey Gong Bai."

Dai Mao shook his head.

"Okay, after all, I go to bed so late." The past few days have been quite stressful. Even with Nana's perverted physique in the morning, she doesn't have the extra energy to get up early and go for a morning run.

It’s hard to imagine how late Gong Bai Yuyou had to prepare these things.

After washing up, Futaba Cheng yawned and just opened the door - when a pair of amber eyes swept over him.

"Huh?" Futaba Cheng didn't expect that Suzuki Kaoru happened to pass by his room early in the morning. After he noticed the broom in the other person's hand, he said, "The temperature in the mornings has been low these days.

It’s no problem.”

Suzuki Kaoru didn't seem to care: "Yeah."

After a while, the girl gently pushed her hair behind her ears: "Are they all in your room?"

"Huh? Yeah." Futaba Cheng nodded, and then scratched his cheek a little embarrassed, "I drew too late last night, so we slept together."

Suzuki Kaoru hummed with a calm expression, then felt in his pocket.

Finally, he took out something and placed it in Futaba Makoto's hand.

"What?"

"Plastic sheet."

"..." After Futaba Cheng looked at the plastic piece in his hand, he was stunned for a moment, and then realized, "I don't need this for now!"

Suzuki Xun frowned slightly: "So irresponsible."

"No, it's because I don't need this yet." Futaba Cheng said.

Suzuki Xun seemed to understand what he meant, so he added: "Then you put it away, you will be able to use it sooner or later."

"Yes, it will work sooner or later... No, why do you have such a thing?!" Futaba Cheng complained.

Suzuki Kaoru said softly: "I used to use the leftovers."

"Um?"

When he heard what the other party said, Futaba Cheng was stunned for a moment at first, and then he reacted and was speechless: "How could it be that you used the leftovers."

"So sure?" Suzuki Kaoru crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows with interest.

At this time, Futaba Cheng stretched out his hand and placed it on the girl's cheek.

Feeling the warmth coming from her cheeks, Suzuki Kaoru's amber eyes moved over. Faced with Futaba Makoto's sudden and bold move, she was obviously stunned.

"Right, it doesn't look like you have experience at all." His face felt soft and cool, and Futaba Cheng smiled slightly when he saw the girl's body tense up.

Suzuki Kaoru suddenly showed a scary smile: "So, you understand very well."

"I was wrong."

Futaba Makoto also realized that he went a little too far and immediately apologized.

Maybe it was because he was being fucked a little too much by Gong Bai and the others these past few days, which caused him to behave indiscriminately.

"I don't think people who know their mistakes will continue to put their hands on my cheeks." Suzuki Kaoru said calmly.

At this time, Futaba Makoto was still gently squeezing Suzuki Kaoru's cheek, flicking it softly. Perhaps it was because he felt it was fun to hold it, so Futaba Makoto was not willing to let go for a while.

"My face is not a toy, perverted landlord." Suzuki Kaoru slapped Futaba Makoto's palm away, then took the broom and left without looking back.

There was a lifeless emotion in his tone. After Futaba Cheng realized this, he couldn't help but smile.

Suzuki's tough-tongued look is really cute.

Then he glanced at his palm.

His behavior seems to be a little frivolous at first, but Futaba Makoto does not resist this development. After all, teasing beautiful girls is a very interesting thing.

Of course, he would not be stupid enough to get those unfamiliar girls.

At least Suzuki has a good impression of him.

Futaba Makoto, who has faced his own heart, knows this very well——

Looking at the plastic piece in the palm of his hand, Futaba Makoto put it away.
To be continued...