It's really worn.

Kitahara Nanfeng was a little helpless when he saw Kaori Iwai's reply.

Think about it for a while.

Kitahara Nanfeng was about to reply, but Kaori Iwai sent the message first.

It's a picture.

The girl's round and slender legs were wrapped in smooth black pantyhose, her small and exquisite feet were not worn in indoor shoes, and the pantyhose at her ankles and knees were faintly flesh-colored, which was very eye-catching.

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

Why are you so bold at this time?

Is it because it is across the screen?

Probably not...

This silly girl couldn't use her identity as a "lover" as an excuse to approach herself and do these things...

Kaori Iwai: "It's really worn."

The information jumped a little.

Beiyuan Nanfeng retracted his thoughts and sighed: "I'm giving an example. Do you understand the example? What I want to express is that a person's words cannot be used as a criterion for judgment."

Kaori Iwai: "...so you want to dump me again, right? Actually, you can just say it."

Beiyuan Nanfeng: "You are really... Forget it, you should continue to wear black stockings. By the way, I'll agree first, I didn't want to dump you."

Kaori Iwai: "..."

She paused for a while.

It's really posted.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the pictures of the black silk that were jumping out, and was a little amused and crying.

Kitahara Nanfeng: "It looks great...or you skip classes and come to Yui's house just by skipping. I want to talk to you in person. Anyway, you skip classes in the toilet, right?"

“…”

Kaori Iwai's reply suddenly stopped, without any movement, and he didn't seem to expect Kitahara Nanfeng to say this.

After a long time,

A message jumped out.

"I'm going to have class."

At the school, the tide red spreads upward along Kaori Iwai's white shoulders and neck.

She replied to the last message, then put away her cell phone, hugged her knees hard, and buried her hot face in.

On the other side.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was slightly stunned when he saw the information, put down his phone, and sighed again.

"south wind."

Suddenly, the soft and soft voice of Miyata Yui came from behind.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was not surprised: "Well, get the drink back?"

"Get it back, oolong tea."

Miyata Yui responded with full energy, then bent her knees and slowly knelt behind Kitanhara Nanfeng, leaning against his broad back, gently hugging him: "Nanfeng."

"Um?"

"Is it Kaori?" Yui Miyata poked his head out of his shoulder and glanced at the cell phone in his hand.

"Um."

Kitahara Nanfeng's finger unconsciously slid onto the picture of Kaora Iwai, and Yui Miyata also saw it.

"Black silk pantyhose...Nan Feng really likes this."

"I'm angry, I'm angry, I didn't expect her to take it seriously."

"But I also wear over-knee socks. Do you don't like it? Then I won't wear it in the future."

“…Okay, I like it.”

"Hehe... I learned this from Mio."

Yui Miyata smiled foolishly, hugged Kitahara Nanfeng from behind, and gently rubbed his chest with his little hand.

Then slowly, she put away the smile on her face, pressed her face against Beiyuan Nanfeng's back, and whispered: "Nanfeng...Have Xun told you?"

"Tell me." Beiyuan Nanfeng nodded.

"It's really cunning, right?"

Yui Miyata's voice began to gradually become smaller: "Whatever you own, do some tricks, and skip classes today... I actually just want you to go home with me, and then avoid Mio and you alone. It's really cunning."

"...It's normal. I can think too much, and Iwai's senior sister."

Nanfeng Kihara gently held her beautiful little hand and smiled and said, "Girls are more cunning, but they are more cute. Although I am just a scumbag who speaks in plain words... So you must understand that Yui is essentially in fact, I am sorry for you, not your problem. Your current little thoughts are not so cunning, but rather a normal girl's mind. You should blame me."

"Yes, it's all Nanfeng's fault. It would be great if Nanfeng only liked me."

Yui Miyata suddenly let him go and stood up in a flash.

Nanfeng Beiyuan sighed and turned his back to her: "Yes, blame me, but I'll say yes first, I don't plan to let you go..."

"Hey……"

Beiyuan Nanfeng's speech has not been finished yet.

A pair of small hands suddenly pressed on his head, interrupting him directly.

Then, a pair of strong and round calves wrapped in black silk appeared on Beiyuan Nanfeng's chest.

Beihara Nanfeng was a little amused and crying: "…Yui."

"Nanfeng is sorry for me, so listen to me next."

Weight comes from the shoulders.

Yui Miyata said, putting another jade leg on his shoulder and riding directly on his neck...

Shake.

Beiyuan Nanfeng subconsciously grabbed her legs and allowed her to stabilize her body.

Yui Miyata rode around Kitahara Nanfeng's neck, smiled foolishly, slowly lowered his body, and hugged his head with both hands.

At the same time, he shook his beautiful calves with soft black silk hanging on Beiyuan Nanfeng's chest.

"Why are you playing this trick again?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng gently held her small and delicate ankles and stood up slowly.

"Don't Nanfeng want to?"

Yui Miyata shook her calves and smiled like a flower, saying, "I'm sorry for me, I won't let go, do you regret it now?"

“…”

What can the north and south wind say?

I could only get up and take her down the yard.

Yui Miyata showed a bright smile, stretched out her hand and rubbed Kitahara Nanfeng's hair, and whispered: "Nanfeng, do you want to take off your socks?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng said righteously: "Hey, it's you who want to ride on my neck, it's not that I want to satisfy my strange hobbies, you can figure it out for me."

"Hey... But Nanfeng clearly thought about it just now..."

"Shut up."

“…”

Yui Miyata was obedient this time, bent down again and hugged his head with his arms around him, but her beautiful calves kept shaking restlessly.

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled.

"south wind."

The two were silent for a while.

Yui Miyata called him again and said softly: "Actually it's not just your fault. If I had been braver at the time and did not consider Mio's important position in your heart and took the initiative to confess to you, you should have dated me, right?"

"meeting."

Nanfeng Beiyuan nodded and then changed the subject: "But I guess he is still a scumbag, so this assumption makes no sense. I am that kind of person."

He didn't plan to deceive Yui Miyata. After all, before Mika's reversal, he was a scumbag and there was no need to wash away this.

"That's how..."

Yui Miyata hugged Kitahara Nanfeng's head tightly: "I understand."
To be continued...