Tokyo host

Chapter 230 Skin

Several days passed like this.

……

in the room.

Gong Baiyu slowly put down the drawing board in her hand, and with the last line drawn by her paintbrush, the heroine's stockings are sensual, pure and attractive.

"I actually prepared so many short stories." Makoto Futaba, who was standing beside the girl at this time, flipped through the sketches and the originals saved on the electronic screen, and couldn't help but shook his head.

It seems that Gongbai Yuyou plans to integrate new and old works and sell a single volume at the comic exhibition.

At this time, there was a steady breathing sound from behind, and Futaba Makoto and Gong Baiyuyou turned their heads at the same time—Nai Nai was lying on the bedside in the morning and sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, her rosy face was as cute as an apple. She also came to help, and gave a lot of materials for Gong Baiyuyou to use.

Of course, the identity of the book artist was also known by the other party.

In the morning, although Nana was surprised that Gong Baiyu was actually a book artist, she probably understood why she was so proficient.

Originally, although Nana was clumsy in the morning, she also worked very hard to learn the skills of serving Ah Cheng, but no matter what she did, she couldn't compare to Gong Baiyuyou's skillful level.Now that she knows the identity of the other party, Nana's mentality in the morning has relaxed instead, and her level has also risen sharply in the past few days, which has been praised by Makoto Futaba.

"Did the system plan to increase my physical strength?" Makoto Futaba couldn't help thinking.

He stood up, and then helped Morning Nana who was lying on the bed.

Holding the elastic waist of the other party, Futaba Makoto said to Gong Bai Yuyou who was sitting on the chair: "Yuyou, I will send Nana back to rest first, remember to tell me if you need any help."

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

Early morning [5:33]
She nodded lightly.

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

It's not that he has any special ideas, it's just that Gong Bai Yuyou's bed is covered with all kinds of sketches in a mess, and the bed is not big enough - plus Yuko must have already slept, Futaba is afraid of disturbing She still brought Nana back.

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

To be honest, Makoto Futaba's bed can sleep five or six people without any problem.

After carrying Morning Nana to the bed, Futaba Makoto just wanted to get up to see Gong Bai Yuyou, when he found that the girl had been burrowing into his arms, making humming sounds like small animals.

"Sincere..."

Really love to act like a baby.

Considering that Gong Bai would come over later, Shuangye Cheng had no choice but to lie down, and after he hugged the girl into his arms, he slowly closed his eyes.

……

Soon, the door of the room not far away opened, and Gong Bai Yuyou also walked in.

Seeing the two people hugging and sleeping on the bed, the girl's beautiful eyes under Ping's bangs shimmered slightly, she turned her head and looked out of the window - the night sky under the moonlight, snow slowly falling like cotton wool, the scattered and trivial moonlight Dotted in the girl's jewel-like eyes, there are beautiful ripples.

Gong Baiyu slowly took off her coat, her creamy white skin, she looked at the reflection of her body in front of the window.

"Ah."

Thinking that the recent work was finally done, the girl stretched slowly, not caring about her naked appearance at this time, because at this time she was in a relaxed state from inside to outside.

It can be regarded as a girl's little eccentricity.

She likes to sleep in this position.

Gong Baiyu slowly came to the bedside, looking at Makoto Futaba who was sleeping soundly holding Nana in the morning, she bent down, and then her lips fell on the other's lips.

"Thanks for your hard work." I parted my lips, I don't know if I said it to myself or to the two people in front of me, after Gong Baiyuyou finished speaking, she slowly climbed onto the bed - her body was next to Futaba Cheng, with one arm wrapped around her After grabbing Futaba Makoto's waist, he also closed his eyes.

"Good night."

……

……

Silent all night.

When Makoto Futaba woke up, as usual, he found that there was a full sense of weight coming from both sides of him. It was indeed Gong Baiyuyou who came over last night.

After he got up slowly, he noticed that Gong Baiyu was not wearing pajamas.

"You'll catch a cold if you do this in winter." Futaba Makoto showed a slightly headache expression, and then pinched the girl.

Gong Baiyuyou seemed to be reacting, she retracted her head into the quilt, only revealing a black hair dangling outside.

"Hello Gongbai."

Dude shook.

"Okay, I'm going to bed so late after all." The past few days have been a lot of tossing, even with Nana's abnormal 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 Baiyuyou had to wait to prepare these.

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

"Huh?" Futaba Makoto didn't expect that Suzuki Kaoru just passed by his room early in the morning. After he noticed the broom in the other party's hand, he said, "The temperature in the mornings is low these days. No problem."

Suzuki Kaoru didn't seem to care about it: "Yes."

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

"Huh? Huh." Makoto Futaba nodded, and then scratched his cheeks a little embarrassedly, "It was too late to draw last night, so we slept together."

After Kaoru Suzuki gave a flat expression, he touched it from his pocket.

Finally, he took out an object and put it in Futaba Makoto's palm.

"what?"

"Plastic piece."

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

Kaoru Suzuki frowned slightly: "So irresponsible."

"No, I don't need this yet." Makoto Futaba said.

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

"That's right, it will work sooner or later... No, why do you have such a thing?!" Futaba Makoto complained.

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

"Ok?"

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

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

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

Feeling the warm temperature from her cheeks, Suzuki's smoked amber eyes moved over, facing Makoto Futaba's sudden bold move, she was obviously stunned.

"That's right, it doesn't look like you're experienced at all." With his face soft and cool, Makoto Futaba smiled slightly when he saw the girl's body tense up suddenly.

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

"I was wrong."

Makoto Futaba also realized that he had gone too far, and immediately apologized.

It may be because Gong Bai and the others have made him go too far these days, which caused him to behave indiscriminately.

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

At this time, Makoto Futaba was still gently pinching Kaoru Suzuki's cheek, softly bouncing, perhaps because it was fun to pinch, Makoto Futaba was not willing to let go for a while.

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

There was a lifeless emotion in the tone, Futaba Makoto couldn't help but smile slightly after realizing this.

Suzuki's stiff mouth is really cute.

Then he glanced at his palm.

His behavior seems to be a little frivolous at the beginning, but Futaba Makoto does not resist this development, after all, it is very interesting to tease beautiful girls.

Of course, he wouldn't be stupid to mess with those unfamiliar girls.

At least Suzuki has a crush on him.

Futaba Makoto, who looked at his heart squarely, knew this very well——

Looking at the plastic sheet in his palm, Makoto Futaba put it away.

As Suzuki said, sooner or later it will come in handy.

……

Today is the weekend, Gong Baiyuyou seemed to be printing her new book, so she contacted the people she worked with before waking up.

The so-called cooperation is actually just a commission to help the printing factory handle these affairs.

Gong Baiyuyou is not good at communicating with strangers, plus he usually huddles in a doll costume and writes and draws in a notebook with a pen, and goes to a printing factory to talk about printing, for Gong Baiyuyou difficult things.

Futaba Makoto originally thought that the partner was a mature uncle, but when that person came to Xiaowei Xiongzhuang, he realized that it was actually a girl who was wearing glasses and looked a little stupid.

"It's our first meeting, I'm Xiaolin Quanzi." After the girl introduced herself, she handed out a business card to everyone present.

Futaba Makoto glanced at the business card.

Only [Xiao Linquanzi] was printed on it, and the rest was blank.

"It really is a 'business card'."

Futaba Makoto; "..."

"The sample prepared by Teacher Yuyue for this year's CM Comic Exhibition was sent to me in the early morning, but after I checked it, I found some minor problems, so I came here specially to visit today." Kobayashi Izumi said.

After she finished speaking, she looked around again, and finally said to Futaba Makoto embarrassedly, "That... Is Teacher Yuyue there?"

"Yes, come in and sit down, you must be tired after standing at the door and talking to me for a long time?"

"No, no, no problem at all." Xiaolin Quanzi patted her chest, but after thinking that it was not good to stand at the door all the time, she said a word of impoliteness, and started to walk into the living room——

In the end, because the toes touched the steps, the whole person jumped forward, and fell directly to the ground with a slap.

"pain!"

"Are you okay?" Futaba Makoto walked over and asked.

"No problem at all!" Xiaolin Quanzi stood up in pain, she smiled, "Sure enough, I'm still not prudent enough in doing things, if one day I can be as mature as Teacher Yuyue."

As soon as the words fell, there was a crashing sound from the other side of the stairs.

Accompanied by violent noise and tremors, a large Pikachu doll fell in front of everyone, and lay motionless on the ground.

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

Kobayashi Izumi: "..."

"This is Teacher Yuyue?" Kobayashi Quanko knew that Teacher Yuyue liked to wear doll costumes very much, so after seeing this chubby Pikachu, he asked subconsciously.

Makoto Futaba slowly put on the see-through glasses, and when he saw Gong Baiyuyou in the doll costume, expressionless and motionless like a salted fish, he sighed: "Well, it's her."

"Teacher Yu, Yuyue?! Are you okay?"

In fact, it is not uncommon for Gong Baiyu to fall flat and fall down the stairs, but every time he will not be injured, the most is that the doll is damaged.

But people just praised you, so you just come out like this.

Makoto Futaba picked up 'Pikachu', and when he saw the sunken nose on the headgear, he buckled his fingers, and finally chose to put his hand into the headgear, and then pushed out the sunken nose inside.

"Skin."

"Don't be shy, let's get down to business first." After Shuangye Cheng finished speaking, he led the two of them to the sofa.

"Teacher Yuyue, are you really alright?" Seeing the scene of just rolling down the stairs, Xiaolin Quanzi still couldn't help asking more.

'Pikachu' shook his head.

Kobayashi Quanko had no choice but to nod, and then took out a tablet from his bag:
"Teacher, look, there are two color schemes on your full-color cover. There is no pigment in the printing factory that can produce such accurate color shades."

"I heard that there are some problems with the pigment suppliers we have been cooperating with, and these colors cannot be bought in ordinary stores."

Makoto Futaba on the side asked, "Can't you adjust the three primary colors?"

"Yes, in theory, almost any color can be blended out of the three primary colors, but the ratio of the three primary colors of several colors is not clear, and there is a little color difference when it is about to be produced." Kobayashi Quanko explained.

"I remember the full color of Gongbai... There are a few more gorgeous colors, but it's not impossible to adjust it?" Makoto Futaba couldn't help thinking.

Colorful black?

"If this is the case, teacher, I suggest you change the color here." Xiaolin Quanzi said to Gong Baiyuyou, "Of course, we can also find other printing houses, but it will be a lot of trouble, because we can't guarantee that The quality printed by the factory will be better than the quality of the factory we are cooperating with now.”

"What's your intention?"

Although Xiaolin Quanzi looked stupid, she was not sloppy at all in terms of professional skills. She listed many solutions for Gong Baiyuyou to choose.

It's a bit like a butler who has prepared everything, asking what kind of snacks my eldest lady would like to eat today.

After listening to 'Pikachu' for a while, she held her fluffy little yellow hand and looked like she was thinking.

Kobayashi Quanko sat beside her and waited.

Finally, 'Pikachu' seemed to have a reaction after 10 minutes. After looking at Izumi Kobayashi for a long time, she finally spoke——

"Skin."

Why is it still leather? !
Futaba Makoto on the side suddenly started to complain, did you hold back a skin after holding it in for a long time? !
"Yeah, so that's the case, Mr. Yuyue, you can accept the color difference between those two places." Xiaolin Quanzi nodded repeatedly, and then took out a notebook as if recording something.

Why do you understand?
Futaba Makoto on the side fell silent.

(End of this chapter)