After the World of Conan is Full of Bad Luck

    The sunset in summer always lasts for a long time, and the round sunset seems to be born with a bit of compassion.

    Afterglow pierced through the tulle curtains, twisting the shadows of the branches outside the window, crooked.

    Amamiya Qianxue opened the door, walked through the entrance, and saw this golden sunset.

    She stared blankly for a while, then reacted again.

    If you want to live together, does that mean you have to live under one roof all the time? ?

    She has a headache and has not tried living with anyone other than her parents.

    The Chitanda family seems to be very rich, and the apartment they live in is also a high-end apartment that I bought before, but the bad point is that this is a single apartment, it is the kind of design of 1DK, also It is a kitchen, a dining room, a bedroom, and a bathroom with wet and dry separation.

    However, is he still sharing a lease with Hagihara? Wouldn't it be weird to suddenly move out? ? Will Hagihara doubt it?

    The drawbacks of a quick-witted answer began to appear.

    The real problem was placed in front of Amamiya Qianxue, she turned around the small living room, is the sofa? Not at all, how can a two-seater sofa sleep an adult male? ?

     Flooring in the living room? ?

    There is not enough space, there is no space left for sofa table and TV.

    Should I change the house? ?

    Amamiya Qianxue frowned, took out the instant food stick she bought yesterday from the refrigerator, biting it and thinking about the problem.

    After eating a fast food bar, there are two ways to change the house.

    If you don't change the house, then sleep on the sofa by yourself and give the bedroom to Matsuda.

    As for the idea of ​​co-existing in the same room, it never appeared in her mind at all, or was simply ignored by her.

    That's when the doorbell rang.

    There is no monitor in this apartment, only from cat's eye, there is a man in a baseball cap and a black jacket.

    Black…

    Amamiya Qianxue's eyelids twitched, like a stress reaction, she looked at the entrance, thinking about whether there was any suitable weapon.

    If it wasn't for the familiar sunglasses when she raised her head, Amamiya Chiyuki would have really planned to do it.

    Opening the door, because of the limitations of the cat's eyes, she now finally sees the whole picture.

    The next second, she backhanded and prepared to close the door.

    The way she opened the door was definitely wrong, otherwise she would see Matsuda Jinping looking at herself outside the door as if she was ready to live together.

    Before it was closed, the door handle was pulled from the outside.

    Amamiya Qianxue is very self-aware, she can't compare to Matsuda in terms of arm strength.

    "How do you know my home address?" In the stalemate, she asked through gritted teeth, looking like she had spent a lot of effort.

    And Matsuda Jinping, who was on the side, was calm and relaxed, and looked effortless.

    "Hehe, is this what the police should do??" Amamiya Qianxue gave him a white look.

    Then I saw the other party walk into the house with a large bag and a small bag.

    She asked suspiciously, "What's all this? Your stuff? Luggage?"

    "No, ingredients, I just went to the supermarket to buy them, as well as toiletries and clothes." He lowered his head and started sorting various things.

    Amamiya Qianxue pouted, and was about to squat down to help him clean up, when Matsuda taught him a lesson, "Don't you remember that you have a wound on your flank??"

    He raised his eyebrows and slid down the bridge of his nose, his sunglasses half covering his unhappy eyes.

    Matsuda Jin flatly waved his hand, "I said that I won't go back for the next two days, go to my friend's place. Don't worry, I won't retire the house over there for the time being, it will be strange to go back to Hagihara. Yes, so I will not retire until the end of the year, and will also go back to live."

    "Thank you," she muttered.

    Matsuda Jinhei stood up, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his smile was like a summer evening breeze, refreshing and clear, "Since you have three chapters of the contract, I can have one too, right?"

    "Okay." The request was reasonable, and she had no reason to refuse.

    "First: Don't hide the accident, Second: Don't disappear without reason. Third: Don't say thank you casually."

    Amamiya Qianxue doesn't understand, what the third one means, she can understand the first two.

    "Why can't I say thank you?"

    Matsuda Jinhei flexed his fingers on her forehead, "I'm happy!"

    “…oh.”

    Amamiya Qianxue silently responded, and began to help him carry things to the kitchen together.

    During the period, she hesitated about sleeping, and then tentatively said: "Songtian, are you going back at night?"

    Matsuda Jinhei's hand froze slightly as he was about to open the refrigerator. It was indeed a problem, because it was obvious that the house was 1DK.

    Seeing that the other party had not responded for a long time, Amamiya Qianxue explained a little embarrassedly: "It's not that I want to drive you away, really, you have also seen this house, how should I put it, it's just a bedroom, a sofa It's not in a state of being able to sleep."

    She looked tangled, the whole person was in a state of embarrassment, and she was talking intermittently.

     Matsuda Jinhei couldn't help caressing her forehead, softly like touching a cloud of smoke that was about to dissipate.

    "Idiot, are you so worried about what I'll do?" The tail tone rose slightly.

     Her face was burning hot and red.

     Her whole body was so burned that it was hard to move.

    However, the initiator covered his face and turned his back.

    For a time, the original ambiguity turned into a cramped embarrassment.

    "I, I, I'll clean up the room, you sleep in the bedroom at night, and I sleep on the sofa." Amamiya Qianxue lowered her face and stuttered a bit.

    Before turning around, someone grabbed her arm.

    Then I saw a blushing face, but my eyes wandered everywhere.

    "How can I let you sleep on the sofa!" He shouted, then lowered his head and explained: "I didn't mean to force you to be in the same room with me..."

    Amamiya Qianxue rubbed her fingertips, just wanting the other party to stop talking, and if she went on, her brain would shut down directly because of the high temperature.

    "I'll sleep on the sofa, that's all, I can go to the bathtub."

    "Huh? Bathtub?" Amamiya Qianxue was stunned.

    "Well, that's it, trouble to die." He scratched his hair annoyed.

    The long time no see action made Amamiya Chiyuki couldn't help laughing. Sure enough, Matsuda was still the same Matsuda before.

    Then he leaned down and looked at the disguised face with a gentle gaze, "I want to see you as you are, I miss you so much."

    Straight to the point of no ambiguity.

    "I know, I'll go get it right now, but my hair is dyed, so I can't get it back."

    "Huh?? Well..."

    Matsuda Jinhei muttered, a little disappointed in his eyebrows.

    It is very troublesome to disguise, but it is much easier to remove it, but it is not as convenient as the disguise technique.

    Just as she finished unloading and packing, she saw Matsuda Jinping standing at the door with a gloomy expression, holding the instant food bar she bought yesterday.

    "Confiscation!" He shook it twice, and a thick dissatisfaction spread from his body.

    Amamiya Qianxue pouted and said nothing.

    Finally seeing that familiar face again, Matsuda Jinping's emotions surged like a wave, driving him forward.

    The sight is bright and the eyes are deep, he lowered his head, looked at each other for a few seconds, and gently kissed the tear mole.

    Long time no see, I miss you very much.

    The moist heat sprayed on the cheeks, on the eyelids, softly like the rising moonlight.

    "Okay." Amamiya Qianxue pushed and shoved, straightening the other's shoulders.

    The other party pressed her into his bulging chest, half forcing her to listen to his heartbeat.

    Heartbeat and chest shaking almost on the verge of the wrong beat.

    Matsuda Jinhei thought, maybe it's time to change the house, otherwise a bedroom or something seems really bad.

    "I have a question for you."

    Amamiya Qianxue buried her face in his chest, her voice was a little gruff.

    "What?"

    "Yeah, how did you know for sure?"

    She was really curious about how Matsuda Jinhei recognized her, she already wondered if her disguise was really that bad.

    Matsuda Jinhei was silent for a few seconds, and then slowly said: "Do you remember that you have a red mole?"

    After hesitating for a while, he still said it.

    Amamiya Qianxue subconsciously touched her red mole, her half-raised eyes filled with shock.

    She was stunned.

    I never expected such an answer.

    She was trying to confirm where her mole was through her suit pants, but she didn't expect to be found by the other party first.

    The pressure, neither light nor heavy, made her whole body tremble uncontrollably. After a few seconds, the other party held his hand and rubbed it to the place.

    "It should be here, if I remember correctly."

     Matsuda Jinping asked in a low voice.

    At this time, Amamiya Qianxue's mind was performing a firework show, rising into the sky, blooming, and a blank.

    "Song... Tian...?"

    After she said it, she realized that it was a fragile voice that was almost at a loss.

    Matsuda Jinping stared blankly at those violet eyes, and he saw himself reflected in them.

    Reflecting the tiny flames in his eyes.

    The touch of the hand is too soft, and it is difficult to hide through the fabric.

    "Sorry, I took it to heart when we first met."

    He whispered softly in his ear.

    The Adam's apple rolled up and down slightly, the mouth was dry, and an indescribable thirst rose from the violently beating chest.

    The tip of the nose pokes the hair covering the earlobe, revealing the white skin with crimson, and the white is red, like the red mole on the snow-white skin.