【Kenbori】When live shooting meets Hanamaru

The hand that hit Honmaru alive entered the room.

Izumi Mori Kanesada sat in front of Horikawa Kunihiro for treatment, and when Horikawa Kunihiro touched his wound, he yelled, "It hurts, it hurts! Kunihiro, take it easy!"

Kunihiro Horikawa put down the powder stick in his hand, "It's wrong to fight even if you know it hurts."

"But that guy bullied Kunihiro, he made Kunihiro cry." Izumi Mori Kanesada frowned and answered seriously.

"Then we want to fight?"

"If you want to fight, you must fight, and if you don't fight, you can't!"

Seeing Izumi Mamoru Kaneji's indignation, Horikawa Kunihiro laughed and joked, "Then what if you bully me someday, Mr. Kaneji?"

When Izumi Mori Kanesada heard this, he was so anxious to stand up, "No way! I swear that I will never bully Kunihiro, and I will treat Kunihiro well for the rest of my life, otherwise..."

"No, otherwise, I believe in Kane-san." Kunihiro Horikawa interrupted Kane-san, lowering his head, his bright blue eyes sparkling.

Izumi Mori Kanesada wrapped his arms around Horikawa Kunihiro's waist, holding him tightly in his arms.

"Mr. Jian, don't make trouble, I won't be able to treat your wound like this."

"I'm fine, just let me hug you for a while and I'll be fine."

"Mr. And..."

"The hand-in process is painful."

Horikawa Kunihiro lifted Izumi Mori Kanesada's bangs, and kissed lightly on the forehead, "This way it won't hurt."

Hanamaru's Izumi Mori Kanesada and Horikawa Kunihiro have an endless love affair, and they are simply envious.

Izumi Mori Kanesada, who was fighting live, couldn't sit still.

"Master, I want Guoguang to give me a hand."

"Huh?" The god judge looked at the two blades with pink bubbles over there, and nodded, "Okay, let Horikawa get it for you. If you want, I can also arrange for you to live together."

"Thank you!" Izumi Mori Kanesada's eyes lit up, and he waved to Horikawa Kunihiro who was preparing to buy resources over there, "Kunihiro, come here!"

"Yes, sir!"

Because of the difference in practice, Izumi Mori Kanesada of live strike was beaten badly by Izumi Mori Kanesada of Hanamaru.

Horikawa Kunihiro saw that his eyes were hurting, and he didn't have time to look at what the two blades were doing over there. He concentrated on getting his own Mr. Kanehiro, so naturally he didn't notice Mr. Kaneh's little thoughts.

So when Izumi Mori Kanesada hugged him, he was taken aback.

"Mr. and?"

"Just hold for a while."

"But there's no way to treat the wound like this." Horikawa Kunihiro was afraid of touching Mr. Kane's wound, so he could only push him lightly.

Izumi Mori Kanesada reluctantly let go of his hand, pointed to his forehead, and said in a long voice, "Kunihiro..."

"Eh?" Horikawa Kunihiro looked at himself Kane-san with a confused face, then turned his head to look at Hanamaru's Kane-san and Hanamaru's Horikawa Kunihiro, and then turned back very entangled.

It's just a kiss on the forehead, if Kane-san wants to...just kiss.

Horikawa Kunihiro quickly kissed Izumi Mori Kanesada on the forehead, then straightened up blushing.

Izumi Mori Kanesada of the live attack gave Hanamaru Izumi Mori Kanesada a provocative look with satisfaction: Isn't it just a kiss and a hug?My country wide can also!

Hanamaru's Izumi Mori Kanesada was provoked, and thought that the other self was too young, then hooked his fingers to Kunihiro, and when Kunihiro lowered his head suspiciously, he stole a kiss from the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Kanesada! You can't do this!" Kunihiro Horikawa pretended to be angry, and lightly tapped Izumi Mori Kanesada's chest.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

"Where does it hurt?"

"Distressed..."

Izumi Mori Kanesada was stunned for a moment after watching this show, and he made up his mind not to lose to Izumi Mori Kanesada of Hanamaru.

"Kunihiro!" Izumi Mori Kanesada stood up awkwardly, lifted his own Kunihiro's chin, and kissed it directly.

With a bang, Izumi Mori Kanesada was knocked to the ground.

"I'm sorry Mr. Kane! I... I didn't mean to."

Izumi Mori Kanesada lay on the ground without saying a word, feeling very wronged in his heart.

"Does it hurt? I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Izumi Mori Kanesada stood up firmly and shook his head: The wound doesn't hurt, it just hurts.