Light voice department classroom.

The two girls staggered under their feet, and fell to the ground not far from the north wind in Beiyuan.

The one with long legs and wearing pantyhose was below. She covered her head and could see tears vaguely at the corners of her eyes.

The one with a shorter legs wearing over-knee socks on it was on it, looking back at him innocently.

Kitahara Nanfeng stood behind them, looking at the two pairs of intertwined ** that were completely displayed in front of him, and slightly lifted up the short skirt, feeling that he would be glared by Kaori Iwai for a day.

...It's really just one person, one person, one person, lace.

Kitahara Nanfeng withdrew his gaze, tried his best to control his gaze, and took a step forward to reach out to Yui Miyata and pulled her up.

Then, he stretched out his hand toward Kaori Iwai on the ground.

Kaori Iwai felt that his body was lighter, and finally let go of his head, with tears in the corner of his eyes, and looked at Xiangbei Nanfeng.

"Get up."

Kaori Iwai subconsciously stretched out his hand.

Kitahara Nanfeng suddenly tried hard and pulled her up at a speed of lightning speed, hoping to help her get rid of the dilemma of slightly lifting her skirt as soon as possible... Otherwise, Yui Miyata would be stared at by her for a day.

However, Beiyuan Nanfeng still underestimated the sixth sense of women.

As soon as Kitahara Nanfeng exerted force, Kaori Iwai noticed something was wrong through the slight chilling, and looked down at his shoes.

Then... I started to glare at Yui Miyata.

Her face was flushed, and she looked like she was about to kill Yui Miyata.

Yui Miyata moved a few steps back and hid behind Kitahara Nanfeng with some fear. She began to glar at Kitahara Nanfeng.

"I didn't see it... You may not believe it, so I'm myopia, you know that I didn't see anything clearly just now."

Beiyuan Nanfeng is serious and speaks it as if it is true.

Kaori Iwai pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and turned her head and wanted to leave, but when she turned halfway, she realized that her hand was still being held by Kitahara Nanfeng, and immediately paused.

Her expression was quite calm, but she turned around and glared at Beiyuan Nanfeng.

But Beiyuan Nanfeng felt it clearly, and her palms were sweating.

She was far from as calm as she showed.

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled and did not continue to hold it, but let go of her hand.

Kaori Iwai immediately stepped back, came to the table, picked up his schoolbag and wanted to go back to his classroom.

Yui Miyata didn't want her to leave. When she saw that she wanted to run, she immediately ran out from behind Kitahara Nanfeng.

Kaori Iwai, who held his schoolbag in front of him and made a defensive posture, began to act like a spoiled person.

... Fortunately, Miyata Yui did not fall this time.

Beiyuan Nanfeng didn't join in the fun, so he came to the table, pulled a chair and sat down, then watched the two girls hugging each other, waiting for the result.

But, watching.

Very suddenly,

The north wind in the north was feeling a trance.

Half dreams and half awake.

Beiyuan Nanfeng felt that the scene in front of him gradually became blurred, and after a moment of change, it became clear again.

It is still a familiar Qingyin classroom.

The rustling sound of taking off clothes started.

On the floor, school uniforms, short skirts, and girls' close-fitting clothes were discarded. Well... bear, lace...

Kitahara Nanfeng was standing at the other end of the table, revealing his strong upper body, and his right arm was holding the... Miyata Yui with skin as cream.

Her breathing was slightly rapid, her cherry lips were slightly swollen, and the ends of her hair at the ends of her ponytails were soaked with the fragrant sweat on her small round shoulders.

On the table in front of me, Kaori Iwai was lying on his back.

She turned her head away, as if she didn't dare to look at Kitahara Nanfeng. Like Yui Miyata, her breathing was not calm, and she gasped slightly. As she breathed, her chest fell and shook white.

And Beiyuan Nanfeng himself... was standing at the edge of the table, and he was brutally offending the literary girl in front of him.

The girl's singing voice and sweat intertwined into a scene.

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

“…”

The shoulder was gently patted.

Beiyuan Nanfeng suddenly came to his senses.

The picture faded away like a tide.

The pupils of Beiyuan Nanfeng have a focus.

Yui Miyata stood in front of Kitahara Nanfeng, tilting her head and looking at her in confusion.

...Of course, the clothes are neatly dressed.

Kitahara Nanfeng's vision slowly moved backwards, and then looked at Kaori Iwai who was standing not far away.

...Of course, like Yui Miyata, she was dressed neatly.

The two seemed to have agreed, or Kaori Iwai had compromised.

Beiyuan Nanfeng's face gradually became strange.

Feelings of déjà?

No, there is no sense of déjà và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và và v

But this is too weird.

"What’s wrong with you?"

When Miyata Yui saw Kitahara's strange face, she immediately took out her cell phone, wrote a line of words, and showed it to him.

"If you can talk, you can talk."

Beiyuan Nanfeng pushed open his phone and his face was a little unnatural.

He shook his head, stood up, and walked outside: "It's time for class, let's go."

This matter is hard to say... No, it should be impossible to say at all. He can't tell them what he saw and heard in front of these two girls.

The north and south wind can guarantee it.

The moment he said it, Kaori Iwai dared to shout.

"?"

Kaori Iwai took a bag on his back and looked at Kitahara Nanfeng's back with a strange look, then looked at Yui Miyata.

After being idle for about ten minutes, he came to his senses and said that Yui Miyata could speak?

"Xuan."

Yui Miyata noticed Kaori Iwai's gaze, turned around and blinked at her, then suddenly spit out a word, turned around and ran away, following Kitahara Nanfeng with brisk steps.

"!"

Kaori Iwai was stunned in place.

Kitahara Nanfeng and Miyata Yui walked out the door. The former glanced at Kaori Iwai who was still standing in the classroom and asked, "Don't you go to class?"

The literary girl suddenly came to her senses. She trotted out of the classroom with her bag on her back, then looked at Miyata Yui with bright eyes.

Yui Miyata smiled brightly at her, hugged her slender waist, and raised one of her legs very girlishly, which was so cute.

"Wait, you can explain it first..." Kaori Iwai pushed her.

Beiyuan Nanfeng closed the door of Qingyin Department, turned around and stared at the two girls again.

for a long time.

But I didn't see that strange scene again.

He shook his head and laughed in silence.

Kaori Iwai suddenly spoke: "What are you thinking?"

Kitahara Nanfeng then realized that Kaori Iwai seemed to have noticed her gaze, and Yui Miyata in her arms turned her head and looked here.

Kitahara Nanfeng pretended to be calm and said, "I'm thinking, are you going to agree to Miyata Yui?"

"...just this time! Practice in the afternoon!"

Kaori Iwai bit his lower lip, seemingly angry. After leaving a word, he didn't even care about Miyata Yui's ability to speak, and turned around and walked towards the stairs.

She said so the last time...

It feels quite easy to cheat.

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at Miyata Yui.

Miyata Yui was staring at Kaori Iwai's back at this moment, as if she noticed Kitahara Nanfeng's gaze. She suddenly turned around and hugged Kitahara Nanfeng with force, buried her face in his chest, rubbed it hard, then let go, turned around and caught up with Kaori Iwai, and began to explain why she could speak.

The two girls were drifting apart.

“…”

Beiyuan Nanfeng stood there. After a while, he shook his head with some amusement, walked forward slowly, and followed the two of them.

He always felt that he was stupid to cut people...

Very awesome.

...I still want to.
Chapter completed!