Natsume family.

Kitahara Nanfeng hugged Natsume Mio and walked into the house.

The light reappears.

Natsume Mio gradually got used to the smell and hug of the south wind in Kitahara and no longer remained silent.

She leaned in Beiyuan Nanfeng's arms, walked into the door, and didn't know what she thought of, but suddenly she couldn't help laughing.

The flowers and branches are trembling.

"What are you doing?" Beiyuan Nanfeng glanced at her breasts that were much more spectacular than her peers, and then quickly forced herself to look away and look at her face.

Natsume Mio's face turned slightly red, leaning against her brother's arms, smiling like a flower, but she didn't notice Kitanhara's gaze: "I just think the brother's gaze is so strange. You said you were a princess hugging, but it wasn't... it was like holding something."

The posture of Beiyuan Nanfeng hugging her is indeed quite strange.

The general princess hugs are holding the girl's legs and underarms.

But he is different.

He was holding Mio Natsume's legs and neck.

This causes Mio Natsume’s waist to be suspended.

Fortunately, he was very strong, so he could let Mio Natsume lean against his arms, and even let the petite her press against her chest.

If you want to change someone, a tall person like Kaori Iwai, it is probably like holding a piece of wood when he holds him like this.

"Isn't this the princess hug?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little puzzled. In his impression, the princess hugged someone else's neck and legs.

He felt that he was not wrong.

"fart."

Natsume Mio's smile became more obvious. She couldn't help but stretch out her palm and gently patted Kitanhara Nanfeng's chest. Yanran smiled and said, "Brother Yes, I can finally confirm now. You really haven't had a relationship. Girls should have never had many contacts before. It's so stupid... The princess hug is holding the girl's armpit, not the neck. If you hold your neck like this, you have to be less forceful, or the girl is taller, it will be like holding a wood. Who can do this princess hug like this? Brother Yesai."

"Yeah……"

Beiyuan Nanfeng recalled the film and television clips he had watched.

Then I found that it seemed to be true.

Depend on.

It seems that the fact that I was a single dog in my previous life has been exposed.

"Well...Brother Bagayi, when are you going to let me go?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little suspicious of life and became silent.

Natsume Mio looked at him and after making fun of her, she stopped immediately. She gently kicked her fair calf in the air and reminded him softly.

The two of them were in the entrance hall and had been standing for a while.

It is not a solution to be held like this.

“…wait, I’ll try it.”

Kitahara Nanfeng came to his senses, but did not let her down immediately. Instead, he lifted her up slightly, then used his right hand to gently lift Mio Natsume upwards, and quickly moved his right hand down, changing to holding her armpits.

Natsume Mio briefly felt the feeling of floating.

He was shocked.

The next second, Beiyuan Nanfeng steadily caught her again.

Mio Natsume: "…"

"Is that right?" Kitahara Nanfeng hugged Mio Natsume and looked down at her. I wonder if it was an illusion. He felt that Mio Natsume was even more petite when he hugged her like this.

"That's right...but do you have to scare me?"

Natsume Mio held her hands on her chest, looking frightened. She glared at Kitanhara Nanfeng: "Can't you let me down and try again? I can't run away, and I won't let you hug..."

"Ah...sorry."

Beiyuan Nanfeng was silent and was somewhat indebted, so he could only apologize.

"Baga."

"Feel sorry."

"Baga!"

"hug……"

"Don't apologize, let me down!"

Natsume Mio stretched out her hands to cover her face, and she was desperate.

She was really speechless and could not be said in one word.

In her heart.

Her own brother, in some ways, can be said to be a role model for men.

But in other ways, he was simply hopeless fool.

The kind that is completely helpless.

"oh……"

Kitahara Nanfeng reacted, bent down slightly, lowered his left hand, let Natsume Mio's snow legs fall to the ground, and then held its armpits and let her sit on the entrance.

Finally sat down.

Natsume Mio took care of the hem of her skirt, then gently pinched her snow-white and round thighs, and said laughing and crying: "Brother Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-ye-

Because I have been in the arms of Beiyuan Nanfeng for too long.

Beiyuan Nanfeng kept holding her legs curled.

So it's irritating again.

It's really funny.

"Who knew this would happen?" Beiyuan Nanfeng looked to the other side and retorted.

"Fool."

Natsume Mio cursed him softly, slightly raised her snow leg and wanted to take off her shoes. She just left the palace and was still wearing shoes, otherwise she would jump to find shoes tomorrow if she didn't wear them.

But as soon as she raised her legs, she frowned. Her legs were numb and uncomfortable, so she finally gave up.

She planned to wait until the symptoms of numbness in her legs were relieved before talking about it.

But she just gave up.

Beiyuan Nanfeng squatted down in front of her, held her ankles, and gently helped her take off the small leather shoes.

"Hiss..." Natsume Mio didn't have time to say anything, and just took a deep breath because of the numbness.

“Not that exaggerated.”

Beiyuan Nanfeng shook his head, grabbed her other leg, and helped her take off her other small leather shoes.

Natsume Mio patted Kitahara Nanfeng who was squatting in front of him and said angrily: "Come and try it!"

"I'm apologizing. Do you understand and do it."

Kitahara Nanfengqi smiled, grabbing her delicate ankle again and helping him take off his socks.

Then he held Mio's small and delicate feet, gently squeezed and asked, "How is it? Are you getting better now?"

Mio Natsume: "…"

The blessing of the southern wind in the north and the north.

Blood circulation.

The legs are not that numb.

But it seems that the situation is not right...

"It seems to be better."

Seeing that her eyebrows were no longer frowned, Beiyuan Nanfeng knew that she should have been much better. He smiled, but his hands were still holding her soft and small feet, subconsciously rubbing them gently.

Her jade feet are very delicate and small, so they can be easily held with one hand in Beiyuan Nanfeng.

In fact, at this moment, Kitahara Nanfeng was not helping her legs to relieve numbness. Rather than helping Mio, he was just playing with it subconsciously.

“Woo…”

Natsume Mio's cheeks were flushed, she let out a cute cry, and shrank her snow legs.

But how could she escape from the hand of Nanfeng Beiyuan?

"Are you tickling?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her in a narrow voice and teased her.
To be continued...