After Jiang Qijun came out of the shower room, he simply put a bath towel around his waist and prepared to change into his clothes and casual clothes at home.

The dressing room is not big, with two front and rear doors, one leading to the shower room, and the other leading to the dojo.

There are two rows of cabinets placed on the left and right walls, each cabinet has a nameplate marked with a name, and each apprentice who has paid tuition to study in the dojo has its own cabinet. There are two leather benches in the middle, and there are no other furnishings, and the layout is very simple.

When Jiang Qijun opened the door connecting the shower room to the changing room, he found a small figure squatting in front of the changing basket he placed in the corner of the room, as if he was holding something in his hand and was doing something.

"Xiao Wei, can I ask, what are you doing?"

Jiang Qijun suddenly made a sound, and Takakura Wei, who was squatting in front of the changing basket, was obviously stiff, and she kept her back to him for a long time without moving.

He walked over and found that Takakura Wei was lowering her head and her face was flushed, her mouth was pursed hard, her eyes turned into circles of mosquito coiled eyes, and her body was stiff and unsatisfied.

And what she was holding... was Jiang Qijun's underwear.

The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds.

A moment later, Jiang Qijun heard the sound of Takakura's mosquito.

"No, it's not like this..."

It was a sound that was completely different from her usual gentle voice. It was gloomy and low, and her eyes became darker.

Jiang Qijun didn't realize it at all and patted her head gently: "I'm very relieved."

Takakura Wei, who had become a little unpleasant, was stunned for a moment, and after a long time of surprise, he said, "Eh?"

"Last time, because I accidentally put my pantyhose and other people's clothes in the washing machine, I was scolded by Li Yi, so you want to take out my pantyhose alone, right?" Jiang Qijun touched his nose and showed a gratified smile.

"This...no, yes, that's it."

"Now I don't even dislike my brother's underwear. There are very few sisters who are willing to help wash their hands. I'm very happy that you have this kind of heart. However, although we are family members, we are all high school students, and we are still a little embarrassed, so I'll wash these things myself in the future."

"Sister, sister?"

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that Xiao Wei seems to have been hit and looks at him dumbfoundedly.

When Jiang Qijun saw her reaction, she was even more severe than her: "I, but I always treat Xiaowei as my own sister! Doesn't Xiaowei think so? It turns out that I haven't become a qualified brother..."

“…you said yes.”

Wei Takakura answered very weakly.

Perhaps the two had been talking for too long, and there was a voice calling out Takakura Wei's name.

Wei Takakura stood up and walked out like a fleeing panic: "Sister is calling me, I'll go out first. Brother Jun should change his clothes quickly!"

The Takakura family's residence is next to Kendo Temple, with a separate courtyard, built in two floors and style.

After leaving the Kendo Hall, you can get home after walking seven or eight steps.

"I'm back."

Jiang Qijun entered the house and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a girl with short hair standing at the entrance with her chest in her arms, looking at him coldly.
Chapter completed!