“Eh?”

Ninomiya Tsubasa's little face suddenly turned red, his eyes were flowing and he looked very charming, his fair throat seemed to roll involuntarily, his straight legs trembled slightly, and said weakly: "You want to, do you want to be here?"

"Is there any problem?" Hojo Makoto said, looking at the computer screen.

"Come on, it's menstrual period..." Ninomiya Tsubasa said with a light biting her lower lip.

"ha?"

Makoto Hojo turned his head and looked at the girl with a red face beside him. He pulled her into his arms in anger and put one hand around her slender waist.

"ah!"

Ninomiya Tsubasa exclaimed, but he didn't dare to resist, so he could only lean into his arms and said timidly: "Now, it's not possible now..."

"Se girl."

Hojo Makoto whispered in her ear.

"Talent, not..."

Ninomiya Tsubasa's little face suddenly turned red. She seemed to dislike being called this, and even a little embarrassed and annoyed to hit Hojo Makoto with her little pink fist.

"I didn't say what to do, it was your own thoughts that were full of unsound minds. Can't wait?"

Makoto Hojo gently pinched her willow waist with force.

"Makoto, you let me sit on it...didn't you just want that?" Ninomiya Tsubasa said in a low voice.

"You said yes."

Makoto Hojo touched her white and beautiful legs, which felt very smooth, and said casually: "Did you really have a period of menstruation? Didn't you lie to me?"

"It's a puppy to lie." Ninomiya Tsubasa's beautiful eyes had become watery, and her body trembled slightly, allowing Hojo Makoto to do whatever he wanted.

"Aren't you a little bitch?"

Makoto Hojo raised his hand and rubbed her little head, and the language offensive did not fall.

What Ninomiya Tsubasa most couldn't stand was to touch his head and kill him. In just a few seconds, he had already shrank into Hojo's arms like a cat, and his whole body felt as soft as bones had been removed.

"Zhengjun... Why is he suddenly so gentle?"

She rubbed her little head against Makoto Hojo's chest.

"You are so obedient, I want to be gentler to you, don't you?" Hojo Makoto said with her arms around her.

"real?"

Ninomiya Tsubasa looked at Hojo Makoto with moist eyes.

"Fake." Hojo Makoto lowered his hand and patted her with a slight slap.

Ninomiya Tsubasa suddenly pouted his mouth aggrievedly.

“Eh?”

Makoto Hojo looked down at the girl's white jade-like face that was close to her eyes, and suddenly noticed something strange. He reached out to wipe it under her eye sockets, and the dark circles suddenly appeared.

"don't want……"

Ninomiya Tsubasa quickly covered his face.

"Don't move!" Hojo Makoto said sternly with displeasure.

"oh……"

Ninomiya Tsubasa wanted to lower his head and muttered, "Makoto, don't make my makeup look good. I don't look good without makeup, you won't like it."

"What are you humbled?" Makoto Hojo said with a chuckle.

Ninomiya Tsubasa's "beauty" is 8. She is definitely beautiful without makeup. After putting on makeup, she can compete with Shimizuki.

"Why are dark circles so heavy?" Hojo Makoto asked, holding her little face.

"Not either." Ninomiya Tsubasa whispered, "I was busy preparing to form the Executive Committee of the Academy Festival last night, so I slept relatively late. If I don't sleep on time, I will have dark circles."

"Well..." Hojo Makoto hesitated for a moment, "Do you need my help?"

"I said I need Makoto, will you really help me?" Ninomiya Tsubasa put his forehead against Makoto Hojo's chest.

"Will it?" Hojo Makoto said uncertainly.

"Why is it a question?"

Ninomiya Tsubaki bulged his cheeks, then showed an innocent smile, and said happily: "Menjun has really become gentle."

She raised her hand and put it around Hojo Makoto's neck, and said expectantly: "I have always been so kind to me, will you be gentle to me?"

"It depends on my mood."

Makoto Hojo played with her soft golden brown hair, signaling her to sit down, and then focused on the computer display screen.

"Zhengjun..."

Ninomiya Tsubasa opened his mouth when hesitated for a while, and finally asked, "Who are you looking for?"

“No questioning.”

Hojo Makoto shook Ninomiya Tsubasa with his legs shaking.

"Um……"

Ninomiya Tsubasa twisted her lower body slightly red - the soft seat became hard.

"Are there any teachers involved in this photography competition?"

Hojo Sei asked while looking at the photos.

"No." Ninomiya Tsubasa shook his head.

"That's good."

Makoto Hojo was also worried that Jinyu Himeshi would be Mr. Tamaki.

There was a saying in her examination, "It's a pity that there is no absolutely pure thing." Even if she is stupid and simple now, she cannot rule out suspicion.

"What did Senior Sister Shimizu stay with you yesterday...for?"

Ninomiya Tsubasa was very curious about the relationship between Hojo Makoto and Shimizuki.

"What do you think?" Hojo Makoto gave Ninomiya Tsubasa a lot of patience.

"Do?"

Ninomiya Tsubasa's tone was sour.

"Do you have those things in your little head?"

Makoto Hojo rubbed her forehead with his chin.

"It's not that I'm particularly vulgar." Ninomiya Tsubasa snorted, covering her forehead, which was shaved by her beard, "This is how high school girls are now."

After saying that, she did not wait for Hojo Makoto to reply, then raised her hand and touched the unshaven stubble on his chin, and said with interest: "Makoto, you have started to grow a beard?"

“Last year, I started growing up at the age of fifteen.”

Makoto Hojo's attention is still focused on the computer.

"It seems that it's pretty good to be shaved by the stubble." Ninomiya Tsubasa put his little face to Makoto Hojo's chin and rubbed it.

"Then I'll shave when I go back." Hojo Makoto said ruthlessly.

"Hey~" Ninomiya Tsubasa begged, "Even if it's for me, I'll keep some."

"I'm not an uncle." Makoto Hojo glanced at her.

Ninomiya Tsubasa's face turned red again, her eyes trembled, and she read a special meaning from Makoto Hojo's eyes.

"That……"

Ninomiya Tsubasa approached Hojo Makoto and blew gently, his voice softly as if he was acting coquettishly: "Dad..."

Makoto Hojo's hand shook, feeling a little stimulating, but on the surface he still insisted on himself: "Then let me leave some for you."

Ninomiya Tsubasa's face was already red as if water was about to drip out of it. She was sitting in Makoto Hojo's arms, and she couldn't feel his excitement.

"Chengjun is a pervert..." She pursed her lips with a simple smile.

"Sit down."

Hojo Makoto coughed seriously, and before he could calm down, his face suddenly changed!

Crack-

The sound of the doorknob twisting suddenly sounded.

Makoto Hojo had already looked at the door, but Ninomiya Tsubasa on his leg didn't react and was still rubbing his cheek against his beard.

"Someone is here..."

“Eh?”

When Ninomiya Tsubasa heard Hojo Maki's words, his body suddenly became stiff, but he had no time to respond.
To be continued...