Me and the Doll Girl of Zhidiao Island

Chapter 112 110. I will definitely wear a million socks
The citrus-colored sun became smaller in sight, and had a short kiss with the sea. After the warmth disappeared, the silver-gray evening dew enveloped Zhiniao Island.

Jiang Yuanshen changed into his home clothes, and lay on the bed after taking a shower. He heard the sound of wings flapping in his ears, buzzing three or four times intermittently.

Only then did I realize that the phone was vibrating. I took it over and saw that it was just a spam text message. I was so happy.

There seems to be an uncontrollable sea in his heart, which has never been stable, but there is no trace of waves on the surface.

Although it has only been more than a day, since he returned to Zhidiao Island, Kurosawa Reai has returned to her own reality, and in his world, she no longer exists.

Jiang Yuanshen knew this very well, but in the free time that came as suddenly as a crack, the urge to connect with Kurosawa Renai would uncontrollably surge into his heart.

"Are you busy lately?"

Jiang Yuanshen typed in the dialog with Kurosawa Renai.

But the time between the two of them was not long at all, and now it was just an unbearable thought.

Maybe she thought she was cheap, so she deleted it.

"How are you recently?"

Such a greeting has no meaning at all, so it was deleted.

"I'm working during the summer vacation. If it's okay, can I send you [-] yuan a month?"

He also felt that such a purpose was too obvious. After all, it would take fifty months to repay 200 a month and [-] million.

So it was deleted anyway.

Jiang Yuanshen kept putting together numbers in the chat box, and finally deleted them, and then continued to make up numbers.

After tossing and turning, he threw the phone aside exhaustedly, admitting that he felt helpless about missing her, but suppressing his inner impulse was equally painful.

In the end, he could only divert his attention, and started to do the homework left over from the summer vacation, and he couldn't help laughing as he wrote.

It's just too stupid for a person to pull and pull repeatedly here.

Thanks to this, his thoughts gradually became clearer.

I also laughed at myself because I studied so hard and excelled in various clubs in Tokyo, but ended up doing the same job as Shimizu Ken on Zhidiao Island.

At this moment, the screen of the mobile phone lit up again, and it was found that it was a message from Chaokong Yaoxing——

"Are you asleep?"

"not yet."

"I forgot to ask, where are we going tomorrow? Do I need to prepare anything?"

"Knowing Bird Shrine, there should be no need to prepare anything."

"Okay, see you tomorrow then."

Chaokong Yaoxing didn't ask too much, but Jiang Yuanshen noticed her cautiousness.

The Milky Way, paved with fine quicksand, lies on the sky, outside is the darkness that covers the sky and the earth, and the boundary with the sea cannot be seen clearly.

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The next day, the sky outside the window was already bright, and the rising sunlight crept into the house step by step
Jiang Yuanshen washed up and had breakfast, and when he went out, he saw an orange bus passing by.

Watching the bus off, he stood there feeling extremely regretful. He had no choice but to go directly to Chaokong Yaoxing's house according to the hourly schedule.

But after thinking about it, I missed the bus, maybe I can get some surprises on the road because of it.

However, all the way to Chaokong Yaoxing's house, it turns out that he can't get anything except sweating profusely. Reality will always teach him a bunch of truths.

"Didn't you come here by car?" Seeing that he was sweating profusely, Chaokong Yaoxing asked in confusion.

At the right time, an orange bus came from behind Jiang Yuanshen, and the passing wind blew his bangs.

"No matter how long the night is, the day will always come."

"What kind of answer is this?"

"I missed the hourly bus."

"You can wait, I'm not in a hurry." Chaokong Yaoxing smiled, and her lashes were slightly covered with gently swaying bangs.

Jiang Yuanshen's eyes fell on the skin under her skirt involuntarily, and her legs exuding a sense of absolute health stretched out undisguisedly.

He couldn't help frowning and asked:

"Yao Xing, why is your skirt so short? It's easy to lose everything."

"—!"

Chaokong Yaoxing himself was probably also excited, his face was flushed red, he couldn't control his mouth and hands for a while, he directly lifted the hem of his skirt, swallowed nervously,
"I still have something to wear underneath!"

What came into view under the skirt were safety pants with white lace trim, but Chao Kong Yaoxing made such a move in front of her face, it would still make people bump around and make their hearts beat endlessly.

"Enough is enough, there is no need to do this."

The blood in Jiang Yuanshen's whole body was flowing faster, he looked away slightly, and landed on the asphalt road divided by white lines, and the billboards beside the street shone cheaply.

"It's not what you want to say."

Chaokong Yaoxing was shorter than Jiang Yuanshen, and his eyes, which were slightly lower than his eye level, were staring at him shyly.

Jiang Yuanshen scratched his cheek and said, "But you have to be shy."

"Maybe it's because I can't hold my breath." Chaokong Yaoxing pursed her lips slightly, shoved her short hair behind her ears embarrassingly, and muttered in a low voice, "Besides, I'll show you sooner or later anyway."

"what?"

"No, why did Xiao Shen go to Zhiniao Shrine?"

The voice she managed to squeeze out was several times more cowardly than usual, and each word slowly sank in the scorching air.

Jiang Yuanshen glanced under her skirt again, and said with a smile:

"Xiao Kong said that as a native of Chitori Island, it is complete to go to the shrine at least once."

"Oh"

——How is it possible? There is no way to talk about the authenticity of this statement.

However, before he had time to think about it, Chaokong Yaoxing held his breath with his exploratory gaze.

He lowered his head and realized that he had forgotten to tear off the oval trademark on the white socks. He immediately felt ashamed, as if he had been clearly labeled with the same value as the product.

Chaokong Yaoxing wanted to cross his legs and put his left foot behind his right foot, which Shangzi said was very cute.

In addition, it is now possible to block the line of sight.

But when she just wanted to do this, she found that the trademarks on both sides hadn't been torn off, no matter how she tried to cover it up, it was useless, and she still couldn't escape the cheapness.

"Yao Xing, are you usually like this?"

"what?"

"Don't tear off the trademark." Jiang Yuanshen raised the corner of his mouth involuntarily.

—He did find out.

"." As if he had misunderstood his smile, Chao Kong Yaoxing said with abandon, "This is really cheap. I bought it at a hundred yen shop. Sorry, I'm not attractive."

"Honestly, I kind of want to see you in a more feminine dress, Shake Xing."

"What's a more feminine look?"

"I don't know, maybe you can look it up online?"

Jiang Yuanshen spoke softly, walked up to her and knelt down, stretched out his hand, trying to tear off the oval label on the white socks.

However, at the moment when he was about to touch it, Chaokong Yaoxing's legs moved back impatiently.

"Wait! What are you doing?" She lowered her body slightly, put out her figure-shaped legs, and covered her skirt with a flushed face.

"What kind of posture are you in? You obviously showed me your underwear."

"It's safety pants!"

"Then why are you shy?"

"It's also shy!"

As she said so, she patted Jiang Yuanshen's shoulder lightly, and felt the scorching heat in her palm through his thin clothes.

Jiang Yuanshen raised his head and looked at her, making Chaokong Yaoxing's legs clamped tighter, the deer was pounding in the depths of his heart, his heartbeat was twice as fast as before, and the heat hit his face restlessly.

"Why do you keep this kind of thing? Tear it up quickly."

"I will tear it myself."

"I squatted down."

Jiang Yuanshen also ignored her, holding her slender calf with one hand, his fingers slightly sunk into her soft skin, and quickly tore off the label on the tube socks with one hand.

Through the tube socks, his palm had an impact on Chaokong Yaoxing's body, just touching her calf, she felt her body was about to melt.

She held on to the hem of the skirt with both hands, twisted Nini and lowered her head, her body was cooperating with Jiang Yuanshen and remained still, watching helplessly as he tore off another label.

"I can't lift my skirt." Jiang Yuanshen said suddenly.

"It's not that I'm afraid you'll blow it up." She complained, but her cheeks were stained cherry pink.

Jiang Yuanshen, who was pinching the label with his fingers, stood up, and on the back of the label, a transparent film was formed on the silver glue in the sun.

"It feels good."

"what?"

"Your socks."

".Because I picked it! Don't look down on hundred-yen goods!"

Chaokong Yaoxing's voice was involuntarily high-pitched, and she blinked her eyes repeatedly to conceal her panic.

Jiang Yuanshen noticed her strangeness, smiled wryly, and put the label on the upturned nose in front of her.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Kong Yaoxing took a step back, but didn't take off the sticker on his nose immediately.

Jiang Yuanshen could fully feel the tension wrapped around Chaokong Yaoxing's body, and in order to relieve his anxiety, he let out a big breath.

"Just take it easy in front of me, as I said, I like your socks very much, and I also use the ones from the [-]-yen store."

Probably because Jiang Yuanshen was telling the truth from his expression, Chaokong Yaoxing blushed.

——He is on an equal footing with himself, far beyond what Tokyo Girls can match.

And the young man in front of her was also deeply letting her understand this point.

"So don't startle me by wearing millions of socks one day."

His half-joking tone was extremely sincere, forcing Chaokong Yaoxing to face up to his tenderness.

The blurred light dyed her side face flushed, and the shadow extended by the tree branches on the street swallowed her shadow, and the wind flicked her short skirt in a languid way.

Chaokong Yaoxing swallowed subconsciously, clenched his fists, and the expression on his face gradually took on a look of urgency:
"I will definitely wear million-level socks, and then put them on so that Xiao Shen can feel comfortable!"

Jiang Yuanshen was frightened by her words, and when he saw her sweat slipping down her outline, he smiled and said:
"Okay, you must let me feel good when the time comes."

Chaokong Yaoxing's slender eyelashes vibrated up and down, and his eyelids trembled slightly as he watched him: "I will definitely! I will definitely make you feel good!"

"Your words are lustful."

"Where is it? It's because you usually read too much bad information." A faint smile was drawn on her lips.

The shadows of two people sifted under the leaves with sparse light and shadow, and the tender thighs exposed under the girl's skirt, the shadows as black as ink expanded inch by inch on the skin.

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Zhidiao Shrine is located on the mountainside of the Naku Mountains. If you want to go up the mountain in summer, walking will temper your mind.

But Jiang Yuanshen didn't want to hone his mind, he chose to take a car.

The bus to Chitori Shrine Station was empty, and the driver did not turn on the air conditioner, but let the sea breeze blow freely in the compartment.

"Shaking Xing, have you ever been inside?" Jiang Yuanshen asked.

Chaokong Yaoxing was sitting by the window, her short hair flowing in the wind.

She put her hand on her face along the outline, and replied in a flat tone:

"No, because I had no reason to go."

Jiang Yuanshen nodded incredulously, and the initial uneasiness when he returned to Zhiniao Island to meet her again gradually melted away bit by bit in his heart.

"But if Xiao Shen wants to go, I have a reason."

Those words were spoken with confidence, beyond doubt.

Jiang Yuanshen noticed the gaze of the girl beside him, turned his head, and his face was reflected in those bright eyes.

Jiang Yuanshen's breathing slowed down for half a beat, and her chest was aroused by her throbbing, and the pure eyes made people feel selfless and protective.

When he came back to his senses, Chaokong Yaoxing's body tilted slightly, and the soft arm protruding from the cuff was already tightly attached to his arm.

The compartment was very warm, and she could even feel a thin layer of sweat dripping from the place where her skin touched.

But both of them are experts who didn't see or hear, they didn't care but were obsessed with it.

The bus stopped at Zhiniao Shrine, and the two got off the bus.

When Zhaokong Yaoxing saw that Jiang Yuanshen's arm had a blush similar to hers, he couldn't help but lick his lower lip, feeling lucky to have the same imprint in his heart.

"There is no way to go up the slate stairs, we still have to go up for a while."

Jiang Yuanshen rubbed his arms subconsciously, this action made Chaokong Yaoxing's little face redder, and he felt guilty of being exposed in public.

But then, there is an unparalleled sense of comfort.

"Okay." She responded softly.

Walking up the stone steps for a while, you will arrive in front of the torii gate, and you can hear the chirping of birds everywhere.

On the vermilion wooden torii gate, there is a shimenawa rope, and a plaque of "Chidori Shrine" is hung on it.

Passing through the torii, you will arrive at a 50-meter-long approach, with two-meter-high standing lanterns standing on both sides.

In the Zhiniao Shrine, there is no one who comes to pay homage, only a priestess is cleaning the fallen leaves on the ground.

She seemed to have noticed Jiang Yuanshen and the two, then stopped cleaning and walked over quickly.

The witch is a woman who looks about 30 years old. When she saw Jiang Yuanshen, a smile appeared on her face.

"Ah, it's you!"

Jiang Yuanshen hesitated for a moment, but also remembered that this woman was the one who thanked him at the hospital that day.

She had told herself that she would be a priestess at Zhidiao Shrine.

"Sister Igarashi." Chaokong Yaoxing smiled as usual.

"Sister Igarashi." Jiang Yuanshen followed suit.

"Just call me Tachibana." Igarashi Tachibana held the sweeping rod with both hands, and said with his eyes on Jiang Yuanshen, "It's great that you can come here. If there is anything I can help you, please let me know."

She was more than a round older than herself, but she kept using honorifics when she spoke, which made Jiang Yuanshen subconsciously feel unnatural.

(End of this chapter)