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At night.

Miyano Shiho pushed open the door and sat on the sofa nonchalantly. From time to time, he would think of Zhuge Qing.

"Aiya, my sister, what are you thinking about? Could it be that you're thinking about Teacher Zhuge?”

A laugh suddenly sounded.

Miyano Shiho raised his head and saw his sister standing at the kitchen door.

"Sister, why are you here?"

Miyano Akimi slowly walked to Miyano Shiho's side. She grabbed his arm and sat down on the sofa with him. There was a smile in her eyes.

"Zhibao, when you just came back, you were a little distracted.”

"Sis, what nonsense are you talking about? Why would I miss a teacher?”

Miyano Shiho was a little nervous, but he quickly calmed down.

However, in her heart, she would occasionally miss Zhuge Qing and recall her handsome face.

From time to time, she would think about how Zhuge Qing had eaten her fast food today and indirectly kissed her.

Who was Miyano Akimi?

She was Miyano Shiho's sister, so she knew him very well and knew what he was thinking.

He was clearly interested in Zhuge Qing.

However, it might not be particularly obvious, causing Miyano Shiho himself to be a little confused.

"How is it? Zhibao, if you really want to, I can help you ask him out and teach you the secret to picking up girls.”

Miyano Akimi gently nudged Miyano Shiho's arm.

Although she also had some thoughts about Zhuge Qing, she had no choice but to give it to Miyano Shiho in order to prevent him from being gloomy all day.

"Sis, do you know how to pick up girls?"

Miyano Shiho asked.

Miyano Akimi's face stiffened and she was speechless. It seemed like it was true. She had never picked up a girl before.

After all, she was a girl.

"That's not important. If you really have feelings for Zhuge Qing, I can help you talk to her. You can have a relationship that will never break up.”

"Besides, you haven't eaten pork before, but haven't you seen pigs run? That's how it is to pick up girls."

Miyano Akimi had an idea.

He had to let his sister fall in love. She didn't have to look like a dead man all day and only know how to work.

It was still the girls who were happy, even though she did not enjoy the happiness of a girl herself.

But it didn't matter anymore. At least Miyano Shiho had to enjoy it.

"There's no need. I still have things to do and don't have time to date.”

Miyano Shiho stood up and left with a straight face.

She wanted to date, but considering her identity and job, she gave up.

At present, he was only able to stay in school because he had the intention to consult Zhuge Qing.

It would probably not be long before she was taken away by the Black Clothes Organization and started her own research.

Not to mention dating.

Miyano Akimi didn't think so. She didn't know Miyano Shiho's specific job and only hoped that Miyano Shiho could fall in love.

It would be best if he could change his bad temper.

All of this required Zhuge Qing's help.

Only Zhuge Qing was handsome enough.

Miyano Akimi didn't care about the other men. They were too ugly and didn't have the right to be Miyano Shiho's boyfriend.

…………

One day, after school.

Zhuge Qing drove away from the school.

However, not long after she left, a beautiful figure stopped in front of Zhuge Qing.

Miyano is beautiful.

Zhuge Qing was quite surprised. She did not expect Miyano Akimi to appear.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?”

"Mister Zhuge Qing, can I ask you for a favor? It's about Zhibao."

Miyano Akimi put her palms together and pleaded.

In addition, his face was full of colloid, revealing a youthful aura.

He was a little embarrassed to refuse.

"No problem. Get in the car first."

Zhuge Qing did not refuse. As an outstanding teacher, he had to care about his students.

He was definitely not interested in Miyano Shiho.

He was a very serious teacher with lofty ideals and would never do anything out of line.

"Thank you, Teacher Zhuge.”

Miyano Akimi immediately got into the car.

While Zhuge Qing was driving, she gave Mao Lilan a call.

From the looks of it, he couldn't have tuition today.

Half an hour later, Zhuge Qing arrived at Miyano Shiho's house.

Miyano Akimi had her own key, so she opened the door and brought Zhuge Qing in.

Miyano Shiho hadn't returned yet. The two of them sat on the sofa and chatted about everything.

After a while, Miyano Shiho finally returned. He was stunned when he saw Zhuge Qing on the sofa.

That exquisite little face and dazed expression were quite cute.

It was not inferior to the future Haigahara.

"Teacher Zhuge, why are you here?”

Miyano Akimi's eyes lit up. She immediately stepped forward and held Miyano Shiho's arm.

"Teacher Zhuge, my sister is a loner and doesn't have many friends. Please take care of her.”

"Sigh…"

Miyano Shiho's face turned red. She did not expect that Miyano Akimi would actually ask Zhuge Qing to come over for such a matter.

He looked at Zhuge Qing again. His eyes and handsome face emitted a faint aura.

Alright then!

She almost fell for it.

How could a person be so handsome?

"Erm…Teacher Zhuge, don't listen to my sister. She likes to talk nonsense.”

Miyano Shiho stuttered and was even a little nervous.

Zhuge Qing slowly walked in front of Miyano Shiho and reached out a hand to touch Miyano Shiho's forehead.

He could also feel the warmth radiating from Miyano Shiho.

"Your face is very red. What happened? Is the weather very hot today? Don't get a heatstroke."

"No, no, I didn't catch a cold.”

Miyano Shiho took a step back. His face turned even redder, and he looked like a steam-like girl.

What a cute girl.

Miyano Akimi also noticed it and made up her mind to make her sister a normal girl.

First of all, there must be a relationship.

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