"What color do you like?"

Seeing that Kaori Iwai hid his hand, he still refused to give in and asked afterwards.

"What are you doing when you ask so clearly? You want to apply it?"

Kaori Iwai pursed her rosy lips and looked at Nanfeng from Tohara, as if she was a little embarrassed.

"No, I want to give it to my girlfriend..."

Beiyuan Nanfeng thought about it and replied with some uncertainty.

“…Then there is no need to ask me.”

When Kaori Iwai heard this, he relaxed his breath and slowly moved his hand behind him, naturally hanging to his side, and replied in a low voice: "People like me are not qualified to answer such questions at all. I have no idea about the popular styles that girls like now, and I have extremely lack of knowledge in this regard. Besides, my preferences do not represent anything, and may even help you. Go and ask Yui or Mio."

"Yui understands this too?"

When Beiyuan Nanfeng heard her words, he was a little surprised.

"Don't think Yui is a child. No matter how she says she is a girl, she is just a little more childish in front of you."

Kaori Iwai whispered: "Of course, if you didn't give it to her, you go and ask... I suspect she will make trouble, and declare in advance that I am not saying bad things about Yui behind my back, I just predicted her possible actions and had no malice. If you give it to her, then pretend I didn't say it."

"It's not possible, she will make trouble, of course, she has no malice."

Beiyuan Nanfeng nodded and couldn't help laughing.

Kaori Iwai was silent for a moment, his eyes slightly shifted, and he said, "Actually... if you want to give it to two people, you can ask me directly."

Beiyuan Nanfeng replied, "I asked."

"?" Kaori Iwai cast a puzzled look at him.

It seems a little angry.

It seemed like saying, 'Then you asked what I'm doing?'

Kitahara Nanfeng spread his hands, facing her gaze, and then said, "But she asked me to ask Mio or Yui, and even told me that if you ask Yui, Yui might make trouble."

“…………”

Kaori Iwai was slightly stunned.

Next second.

Her pretty face showed surprise and silence, and her eyes began to wander, as if she was inquiring, and she didn't dare to meet Beiyuan Nanfeng.

I don't know why.

I saw the expression on Kaori Iwai's face.

A subtle sense of accomplishment suddenly arose in Beiyuan Nanfeng's heart...

In addition, the north and south winds also noticed it.

Well... the smooth curve from Kaori Iwai's jaw to neck is very beautiful.

"Wait...you won't want to run away, I'm just asking what color you like."

Kitahara Nanfeng saw Kaori Iwai take a step back and teased.

"no……"

A little blush appeared on Kaori Iwai's face.

But she took a deep breath and forced the blush on her face.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her: "So, I'm listening to you, and ask me, you should answer me, what color do you like?"

"……unnecessary."

Kaori Iwai avoided Kitahara Nanfeng's sight: "A person like me is not suitable and should not accept your gift."

"It's quite suitable. Your hands are beautiful, just like your long legs."

“…”

"Did I say the wrong thing?"

"...No, but please change the appropriate metaphor next time."

"I think it's quite appropriate."

Beiyuan Nanfeng did not feel at all: "As for what you said is not suitable, why is it not suitable?"

"Our relationship is an employment relationship, you protect me, I...I am a lover, right?"

When Kaori Iwai said this, he seemed a little troubled: "So I am not qualified to accept your gift."

"Ah? Didn't I tell you?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng suddenly showed a surprised expression.

Kaori Iwai: "…what did you say?"

"I took my own initiative and upgraded myself. Now I think I am your boyfriend."

Beiyuan Nanfeng pointed at himself: "Of course, this is my own decision. If you don't agree, then we will discuss our own opinions. I think I am your boyfriend, and you think I am a lover."

“…”

Kaori Iwai was a little surprised and twisted his head aside again, his cheeks seemed to bulge slightly.

What's the matter with each other!

How can this be discussed separately...

"So what color do you like?" Beiyuan Nanfeng asked again.

"……Need not."

Beiyuan Nanfeng said earnestly: "It is only a bit frank that people like it. If you always wrap yourself up and look at the world coldly, you will not be happy."

Kaori Iwai turned around and retorted softly: "I never thought of being likable."

Kitahara Nanfeng said sophistically: "So, you know you are not frank, right?"

“…”

"Tell me."

After a long silence.

“Jelly nude color…”

Kaoru Iwai spoke out his favorite color with a very, very faint sound.

"Well... although I don't know what color this is, it probably suits you."

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled, but still didn't realize it at all.

“…”

"Nanfeng! Xun! Aren't you coming in?"

Yui Miyata suddenly poked her head out at the end of the corridor and called out Kitahara Nanfeng and Kaori Iwai.

It seems that I have talked enough with Mio.

Kaori Iwai pursed her lips, immediately lowered her head and took off her shoes, stepped onto the corridor, and ran away from the entrance.

Beiyuan Nanfeng turned around and watched her run away without stopping her.

Everything will turn back when extremes.

He, a big scumbag, owes a lot of emotional debts.

But no matter how much he owes, he cannot let his emotional debt develop in a bad direction.

The one with the greatest risk is Kaori Iwai.

At that time, Beiyuan Nanfeng used a...a more rude way to open her atria, but she couldn't keep doing this, otherwise she would definitely leave behind psychological trauma that was difficult to heal in the end.

After all, no matter how awkward Kaori Iwai is, she is still a young girl with fantasy and beauty in her heart.

There is not much wind energy in the north and south wind.

That's all we can do.

Well... a scumbag boyfriend is a bit better than a lover and is easier to accept.

Although they are all scum...

"south wind."

The north and south wind are slightly absent.

Miyata Yui's voice pulled him back.

She trotted to Nanfeng, Beiyuan, and asked curiously: "What did you say to Xun just now? Her heartbeats so fast."

"Fast?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng held her soft ponytail and was in a good mood.

The touch is really good.

"Soon, it's like...a little deer bumping around."

Yui Miyata raised her head.

“…A deer like this?”

Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little funny, holding her ponytails and standing up.

"……so."

Yui Miyata hit her head into Kitahara Nanfeng's arms, wrapped her hands around his waist, tiptoed and rubbed his head hard on his chest, then raised her snow-white jaw and looked at him, her eyes shining...

Is this girl's head full of flowers?
Chapter completed!