"Stabbing!"
Takumi Fujiwara's drift scared Jing Yekong even more.
Drift after drift!
After three drifts, there were three more!
……
Jing Yekong was in a bad state after he returned to Tengyuan Tofu Shop. His face was pale and his body was weak. He was so scared that his legs went weak.
"Ugh!"
Takumi Fujiwara helped Jing Yekong out of the car, and Jing Yekong immediately vomited. The car was really too fast.
"Pa…"
"Pa…"
Takumi Fujiwara gently patted Jing Yekong's back.
"Phew…"
Jing Yekong only retched and did not really spit out anything. After about one or two minutes, Jing Yekong heaved a long sigh of relief and felt much better.
Jing Yekong's hair was messy. Takumi Fujiwara gently smoothed her hair.
"Onii-chan, you're so warm."
"I love it when you help me with my hair."
Jing Yekong said.
"Yes." Takumi Fujiwara nodded slightly. After fixing Jing Yekong's hair, he stopped stroking it. He thought that if Jing Yekong went out with him and went home in a mess, Jing Yekong's father would probably think too much…
Takumi Fujiwara was trying to avoid a misunderstanding…
Jing Yekong thought Takumi Fujiwara was concerned about her…
"Onii-chan, you drive so fast.”
"I feel like he's even faster than those racers on Mount Haruna.”Jing Yekong looked at Takumi Fujiwara with admiration.
In this world of racing, boys who drove fast were considered to be super plus points.
"Don't…don't compare me to the other racers of Mount Haruna.”
Takumi Fujiwara waved his hand.
"Onii-chan, you're so humble." Jing Yekong said.
"No."
"Those stinky fish and shrimps on Mount Qiuming can't compare to me.”
Takumi Fujiwara shook his head.
He never knew how to write modesty…
"Giggle!" "I didn't realize it before. Onii-chan, you're quite humorous. Onii-chan is handsome and can race. In…in high school, would there be a lot of girls who like you?”Jing Yekong thought Takumi Fujiwara was joking and was amused. Then, she suddenly became serious and tilted her head to ask Takumi Fujiwara, as if this question was very important to her.
"I don't know."
Takumi Fujiwara shook his head.
He would often receive love letters from girls, but he didn't know that Jing Yekong had said a lot.
"Oh."
Jing Yekong nodded.
"Jing Yekong, how are you doing in school?”
"Do you have many pursuers?" Takumi Fujiwara asked.
"Quite a lot…"
"But I don't like them…I won't bother with them.”Speaking of this, Jing Yekong proudly puffed up his chest.
Takumi Fujiwara suddenly missed English.
AB……
It was gone at B…
It was understandable that Jing Yekong was only 16.
A young girl and a pretty loli.
"Do you have anyone you like?”Takumi Fujiwara asked again.
" Hehe, this…If someone else asked, I would answer, but Onii-chan…But Onii-chan asked, I…I'm too embarrassed to tell you…"
"I should go back."
Jing Yekong jogged back home after he finished speaking.
Takumi Fujiwara smiled as he watched Jing Yekong leave and went home.
The well is empty, so cute.
The night was silent…
The next day, Takumi Fujiwara went back to sleep after delivering the tofu.
It was the weekend.
This weekend, Takumi Fujiwara practically slept at home. The feeling of sleeping like crazy was really satisfying.
Takumi Fujiwara was clear that he had not had much free time recently. If he were to race in public next week, it would be difficult for him to sleep alone. At that time, there would be another person beside him…
Monday, school.
Takumi Fujiwara went straight to Natsuki's classroom. He had promised to inform her about working at the gas station.
"Xia Shu."
Takumi Fujiwara stood at the entrance of Natsuki's class and observed for a while. He noticed that Natsuki was reading a book, so he called out to her.
"Tuo Hai!"
Natsuki saw Takumi Fujiwara calling for her and immediately smiled brightly as she went to Takumi Fujiwara's side.
"Wow! He's so handsome!"
"Takumi Fujiwara is really handsome!"
"So cool! He's my Prince Charming!"
"I really like him!"
When the female students in Natsuki's class saw Takumi Fujiwara, their faces lit up with praise.
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