fall in love in my world

After having such doubts, Aizawa Shouta began to carefully observe Xiaoma Sakura's every move.

He didn't notice it before because he didn't think about it at all, but as long as he pays a little attention to observe, it's so obvious at a glance whether it's a real kid or just pretending.

Sakura would never touch her mobile phone. Aizawa Yuta deliberately put her mobile phone on the coffee table, and then went into her room to pack things. Masakura picked up the phone lightly.

Glancing at the phone, and then at the direction of the bedroom, he was as vigilant as a middle school student playing with his phone under the covers behind his parents' backs.

Another example is the prepared lunch, Xiaozhen Sakura doesn't like to eat carrots, he has heard this from Bao Haoguang himself, if there are carrots in the dish, she will definitely not stick out her chopsticks.

But at lunch, Masakura didn't pick up carrots, but she picked up other dishes from the dishes with carrots.

What's more obvious is that when Xiaozhen Sakura looked at him, her eyes were clear and innocent, and when she laughed, she was a little childlike innocence and foolishness.

But the present Masakura, when she smiles, has the tenderness and tenderness of an adult, without being silly at all.

Aizawa Shouta can almost be sure that she has recovered at some point, and just used her own ability to maintain her body in the state of a child again.

What does she want to do?

Aizawa Xiaota, who hadn't figured this out for a while, didn't act rashly, and still treated her like a child, and even put a chopstick of carrot in her bowl.

Seeing her face collapse in an instant, Aizawa Shouta suppressed a smile and said with a straight face:

"You said you wouldn't be picky eaters, so eat."

Masakura opened his mouth to explain something, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just glared at Aizawa Shouta angrily, then looked at the carrot in the bowl with disgust, and took a small bite of it with extreme resistance.

"Is that all right?"

Aizawa Shouta still didn't let her go: "No, finish eating."

Zhen Sakura looked at him aggrievedly, she was a child now!Four year old kid!Still so cute, how could he force her to eat carrots!

Cold-blooded and ruthless!Inhumane!

Thinking that I am a child now, it is just a good opportunity to be self-willed and shameless. After thinking about it, I want to put down my chopsticks, run back to the room with my short legs and lock the door, and stay inside so that I can't come out.

Aizawa Xiaota didn't expect her to be so childish. Although her body is a child, she should be an adult in her heart. She would hide in the room in order not to eat carrots? ?

"Masakura." He had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and knocked on the door of Masakura's room, "Open the door."

Masakura's confident voice came through the door: "You can open the door, but you must promise not to force me to eat carrots!"

Thinking that it was the grown-up Masakura who said that, Aizawa Shota wanted to laugh, and thought he was so cute.

"Okay, I promise you, come out."

Unexpectedly, Aizawa Shouta agreed so quickly, Masakura was a little caught off guard.

"Really, really?"

Aizawa Shouta, who was leaning against the door frame, lowered his voice: "Really."

The little girl's flattered eyes were seen through the slightly open door, she was a little surprised, originally thought that the Aizawa Shouta who was in love with her before was already gentle enough, but what she didn't expect was that he could be more tender more gentle.

She was so gentle that she couldn't help being cautious, afraid that she might do something wrong and let him leave disappointed.

"I promise you." Aizawa Xiaota squatted down and looked at her through the crack of the door, "I will never force you to do anything you don't want to do."

Masakura blinked, and there was a flash of water in his eyes.

"But before that—finish my meal first."

After nightfall, after taking a shower, Masakura ran into Aizawa Shouta's arms with her wet hair.

"Mr. Aizawa blows his hair!"

Masakura, who has the appearance of a little girl, is confident and confident, and she is not worried about being rejected at all.

"Come here and put on the socks first." Aizawa Yuta patiently found out the socks and put them on for her, "Where is the hair dryer?"

Shin Sakura just subconsciously wanted to point it out to him, but suddenly realized that she shouldn't know this, so she closed her mouth and shook her head pretending to be ignorant.

Aizawa Shouta laughed secretly in his heart.

She still wants to keep hiding, what does she want, or is she afraid of something?

He couldn't figure it out, but he didn't expose it either.

After searching in the bathroom cabinet for a while, he took out the hair dryer and went back to the bedroom. Masakura had already sat on the bed with the picture book in his arms, and looked at him with bright eyes after seeing him come in:

"Can you tell a story after blowing your head?"

Aizawa was a little taken aback.

So... She pretended to listen to him tell stories?

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Masakura anxiously grabbed the corner of his clothes and confirmed it again: "Mr. Aizawa promised me, and I can't go back on my word."

The little girl who grabbed the hem of his clothes and asked repeatedly spoke eagerly, as if she was afraid that she would irritate him by talking too much, and finally she only looked at him pitifully with a pair of big dark eyes.

"No regrets." He sighed, "Come here and dry your hair first."

Masakura just smiled.

"Ok!"

The little girl who sat obediently and let him blow dry her hair was like a docile and lovely cat, letting him dry her wet hair without making any noise.

Rarely has Aizawa felt so peaceful in his heart.

After blow-drying her soft hair and warming up the milk for her to drink, Aizawa opened the picture book and sat by the bed.

The bedside lamp was warm yellow, and Masakura's face reflected the light, like an amber honey.

Aizawa glanced at her sparkling look of anticipation, and slowly tucked in the corners of the quilt for her.

"Then let's talk about the story of the rabbit and the fox today."

Aizawa Shouta looked at the picture book with bears in his hand, opened his mouth and began to make up nonsense with a calm face.

When Masakura heard that it was a rabbit, he carefully recalled the contents of the picture book, but he couldn't remember where there was a rabbit.

"A long time ago, there lived a rabbit named Sakura in the forest. Unlike other rabbits, Sakura was a magical rabbit.

Sakura, who has no friends, thinks that she will use her magic to find a group of good friends. "

The more Masakura listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, but seeing Aizawa Yuta's serious appearance, he wondered if he was thinking too much.

"...Every time Sakura meets a friend, she will be very happy to stay with them for a while, but she soon wants new friends, but she is afraid that her former friends will be unhappy... The distressed Sakura thought of a The way is to go back in time with magic..."

Masakura swallowed her saliva, and shrank quietly under the blanket.

Aizawa Shouta was still looking at the picture book, and edited it in a flat tone: "...Sakura has made a lot of new friends through this method. She thought she should be very happy, but later she discovered that she is still a lonely bird. rabbit."

Hearing this, Masakura suddenly realized something.

She stretched out her hand from the warm blanket, and gently grabbed the corner of Aizawa Shouta's clothes.

Aizawa closed the picture book.

"What happened after that?" Masakura stopped speaking in a childish tone, "What happened after that?"

Aizawa suddenly bent the corners of his lips, and glanced at her condescendingly:

"... Then a wolf appeared and took the rabbit from the foxes, and the story ended."

No matter how you look at it, it can't be the content in a fairy tale picture book! !

"Will the wolf kill Sakura?"

"who knows."

"Fairy tales don't have that kind of ending."

"Who told you this was a fairy tale?"

"..."

Masakura looked at Aizawa Xiao who was speaking righteously and nonchalantly, and wanted to laugh too much, but the corners of his lips curled up, and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes first.

Aizawa Yuta leaned over and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.

Masakura reached out and suddenly turned off the only light on the bedside, and the room suddenly fell into a dark silence.

There was a bit of bright moonlight outside the window, and with this faint light, Aizawa Shouta saw the figure in the quilt slowly grow from a small ball, and then both of them in the room were quiet for a while.

"Aren't you going to turn on the light?" Aizawa Shouta asked suddenly.

What responded to him was the girl's soft and clear voice: "You can open it if you want, but I'm not wearing any clothes right now."

"........."

A dark room, an apartment with only two people, both the girl on the bed and him are adults.

Just hearing this description, he smelled a subtle ambiguity.

"I'll find you clothes."

He reluctantly got up and went to the closet. He seemed to see her pajamas when he was packing her clothes during the day.

After finding the long-sleeved nightdress, Aizawa handed the dress to her, and turned to leave.

The moment he turned around, the girl suddenly stretched out her cool fingers and grabbed his wrist.

"...?" Aizawa felt that the process of turning around was very stiff, "What else do you want to say?"

The girl thought for a while and asked, "When did Mr. Aizawa find out?"

Originally he wanted to ask this, Aizawa Xiao was too relieved.

"During the day." He sat back on the chair beside the bed, "When did you recover?"

Masakura hesitated for a while, then said cautiously: "...that night, Mr. Aizawa recovered when he found me..."

After finishing speaking, she seemed to be afraid that Aizawa would be angry, and added:

"I didn't mean to lie to you, I just..."

The girl's hand holding his wrist was slightly lowered and held his palm.

"...I'm afraid you'll leave."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, as if some young animal was acting coquettishly, Aizawa knew that she did it on purpose, she deliberately used such a tone and said such words at this time.

He knew that all of this was her little scheming.

but--

"I'm not going."

He leaned over and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"do not worry."

The girl raised her hand and touched her forehead in a daze, a warm current surged in her heart, she held Aizawa's hand tightly, until his body temperature made her fingers gradually warm up, then she suddenly thought of something.

Then Aizawa heard the girl say in an innocent and gentle voice——

"So, do you want to do it?"

Aizawa Shouta: ……………! ! ! ? ? ? ?

The author has something to say: Hehehe, I really like how Masakura said such words with such an innocent and pure expression.

There should be one or two more updates, I need crazy praise! (arrogant