Cartoonist Code

"Would you like to take a nap?"

It was 10:30 in the morning, and it wasn't long before lunch time.

"No... I have to draw "Void" later, good evening to Nana."

Dongfang Ming rubbed his eyes and forced his eyes to widen. The only thing that took time was the little fox's vertical painting.

"How about taking a nap?" Bai Shangchuixue was afraid that Dongfang Ming would not agree, so he patted his leg and said, "Knee Pillow Welfare, aren't you excited?"

"..."

Can't refuse. He couldn't refuse the request made by the little fox.

The lap pillow from the snow blowing on the white, this is how many DD's dream benefits.

"Are you really not excited?" Seeing Dongfang Ming's expression, Bai Shangchuixue knew that he was moved, so he approached him to tempt him, and rubbed his hand with his tail.

"Heart, then I'll lie down for a while."

Knee pillow welfare, after passing this village, I don’t know when the next time will be.

That's right. Baishang Chuixue remembered the last time Mingjiang's knee pillow blushed, and that time she was full of **, I wonder if Mingjiang would be able to do it.

Baishang Chuixue knelt down on the bed and patted his skinny thighs. Dongfang Ming, with these skinny legs, felt like he could break his head.

The worried Dongfang Ming lay down, the girl's faint body fragrance mixed with the fragrance of mint-flavored soap, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

awsl.

His heart was pounding, and the throbbing of joy made his tired tiredness dissipate.

Her face was facing the little fox's belly, because Chuixue's clothes were well-dressed and her belly was not exposed, so Dongfang Ming couldn't see her belly button.

Rarely, he has no perverted thoughts, and some are at ease and peaceful.

Three minutes later, Dongfang Ming, who was counting the time silently, got up from his lap pillow.

"All right."

"Hey, so soon? How about taking a break."

"No, I'm already awake."

Dongfang Ming smiled and shook his head. He was indeed not sleepy anymore. Although he didn't know how long it would last, it was best to take advantage of this state to paint.

If possible, he would very much like to continue to be like Fuxue's knee pillow, but Fuxue's legs would be numb. He has given the blowing snow pillow once, and he knows what it feels like to be a tool man as a knee pillow.

feeling bad.

"Okay." Baishang Chuixue didn't insist, "But if you are tired, you must rest. I don't want you to be hollowed out at the temple fair at night."

"OK, does Fubuki wear a yukata at night?"

"Well, I have a set, do you have Mingjiang?"

"No..." How could he prepare that thing, one day he didn't open the door, and he didn't take the second door. I also went out to watch movies, drink milk tea, and go shopping after blowing snow.

"If only I knew about this when I bought clothes last time, I can buy a set."

Baishang Chuixue still wants to see Mingjiang wearing a yukata. It is impossible to buy it today, Mingjiang is too busy.

"I have no love for that dress. You can see how handsome I am wearing it."

Dongfang Ming pointed to his white shirt. A handsome man is handsome no matter what he wears. Even a Chinese school uniform can't stop him from looking good.

"Soso, yes yes yes." Shirakami Fukiyue nodded perfunctorily, she was used to Dongfang Ming's narcissism. Even if he did look good, she almost couldn't help but complain.

One person painted, and the other connected to WIFI to play the Switch brought from home, waiting for the temple fair in the evening.

Chapter 39 Mom, you are optimistic about the big cat!

August 15, Summer Festival.

At night, Fubuki Shirakami wears a yukata, which is lighter and simpler than the cumbersome ornate kimono. Kimonos are generally worn on more formal occasions, while yukatas are much more casual.

The long white hair is tied into a single ponytail, the lavender pattern is on the lavender bathrobe, and there is a small white flower on the head.

There was a happy smile on the girl's face.

Today's temple fair was made by Ming Jiang when she was at school.

The wind in the evening brought a little coolness, the hustle and bustle of people coming and going, the touch of the girl's skin next to her, the aroma of mint, and the faint scent of food.

This is the first intuitive impression of Dongfang Ming participating in the summer festival.

The two held hands, and like many couples at the temple fair, they didn't attract attention at all.

"so many people."

This is the first time I have participated in the Tokyo temple fair Baishang Fuxue. It used to be in my hometown. There are many people in the small temple fair, but it is far less prosperous here.

"It's a lot." In the temple fair, in addition to the locals, there were also foreign friends, blond Europeans and Americans and compatriots who spoke Chinese.

Some had a camera hanging around their necks, as if they were planning to shoot something.

Suck a fox and refresh yourself. Dongfang Ming is tired but energetic.

As soon as the summer festival arrives, the little fox starts shopping.

"Here, here Mingjiang, there are octopus balls!"

"Over there, over there Mingjiang, there is apple candy!"

"Here, here is Mingjiang, there are crepes!"

"And this, the fox mask!"

Dongfang Ming had no choice but to let Fubuki put on a fox mask for him. He had half an apple candy and two crepes in his hands. He no longer had hands to hold a mask.

He doesn't particularly like desserts, he only has the desire to eat desserts when he eats too much salty food and hasn't eaten them for a long time.

Half an apple candy is different. This is what Fubuki had eaten before. Following Fubuki who took him to fish for goldfish, he took a bite of the sweet and sour apple candy from time to time.

The smell of little fox, like it!

At the place where the goldfish was found, there were already dogs and men, oh no, it was a couple who were fishing.

He has joined the couple camp, and can no longer scold dogs and men.

Looking at the big-eyed goldfish swimming in the pool, Dongfang Ming was not interested at all. He didn't like fish because the shadow of the fishbone stuck in his childhood deeply affected him.