Zheng Feng gently opened the drawer of the dressing table. The items inside were completely different from those stored by ordinary women. There was not a box of cosmetics, but only a stack of white paper, a bottle of ink, and a quill.
These ordinary writing utensils did not attract his attention. He closed the drawer and glanced back and forth in the dormitory. Finally, he stopped at the single bed. To be more precise, it should be the pure and simple bed on the bed.
Black sheets and pillows.
Zheng Feng was sure that no one had used this room for a while, but there was not even a speck of dust on the bed or anywhere else in the room. It was obvious that someone had been cleaning it frequently.
Because at this time, his sensitive nose smelled that besides the smell of the girl and sister, there was another faint fragrance in the room. This should have been left by the person who cleaned it. What surprised him was that this fragrance
He seemed to have smelled it somewhere, but he just couldn't remember it.
Zheng Feng picked up the sleeping pillow lying flat on the sheets, put it in front of his nose and smelled it carefully, and couldn't help but pause. Although when he saw the wooden comb, he was already sure that this was where Sister Yatou once lived.
room, but now he could clearly smell the long-lost scent, which still deeply touched his heartstrings.
Even the footsteps of the silver-haired girl in the corridor were not noticed. Tails had given up, knowing that the pervert in this state would not be able to hear his words.
"squeak--!!!"
The half-open wooden door was suddenly pushed open by someone. The silver-haired girl immediately stood outside the door. Witnessing Zheng Feng's perverted behavior, she glared at him fiercely and said angrily: "You dirty and shameless beast!! You
What are you doing? Quickly let go of onee-sama’s sleeping pillow——!!”
The silver-haired girl pushed open the wooden door, still holding a trace of luck in her heart, hoping that what she was worried about had not happened yet. But when she pushed open the wooden door, that lucky heart was completely shattered.
Oh my God, what did she see?
She saw that the beast actually took her sister's sleeping pillow and buried its entire face deeply into the pillow to suck the scent left by her sister on the pillow, and showed an "intoxicated" face.
expression.
He is indeed a nasty and shameless perverted beast!!
Ahem... I must clarify something for Zheng Feng here. Although the picture the silver-haired girl saw was not wrong, it was entirely a matter of angle. He was facing the silver-haired girl three-quarters of the way.
Zheng Feng indeed picked up the girl's sleeping pillow, but he only put it in front of his nose, but did not 'bury' his face in it. Moreover, he gently sniffed it, not 'sucked' it.
As for the expression on the face...well...I can't explain it...it seems...it seems...probably...should...maybe...maybe it really is 'intoxicated'~ 囧~
But no matter what, Zheng Feng's moral integrity has been ruined by this act of sniffing the pillow, although there is not much moral integrity left. His impression in the silver-haired girl's mind has fallen from the bottom of the valley to the ground, from a 'beast'
Congratulations on being promoted to a 'perverted beast'!
The silver-haired girl's angry shout finally pulled Zheng Feng back from the 'intoxicated' world. After he sobered up, there was no trace of anger on his face that someone had interrupted his enjoyment. Instead, he looked at him tightly with 'fiery' eyes.
He looked at the silver-haired girl.
The silver-haired girl who was originally glaring at him suddenly realized how shameful her current image was when she came into contact with that 'fiery' gaze. She immediately wanted to cover up the beautiful scene, but when she thought of her sister's sleeping pillow, she still
In the hands of that beast, he suppressed his shame and prepared to reveal his weapon.
If I can't take back my sister's sleeping pillow, this beast can now use my sister's sleeping pillow to 'suck'. How do I know if I will use my sister's sleeping pillow to 'masturbate' next time and be contaminated by that certain thing?
Milky white turbid liquid...
As long as she thought about that possibility, she would go crazy, and she didn't care about being ashamed.
This time, the silver-haired girl did not pull out the thin sword at her waist. Instead, she bent slightly to the side, stretched her right hand behind her back, and held the hilt of the giant sword tightly. But the moment she drew the sword, she stopped.
.
It wasn't that she wanted to let go of the beast in front of her, but she found helplessly that in this narrow dormitory, there was simply not enough space for her to wield the giant sword behind her, unless she wanted to demolish her sister's room.
Already.
After realizing this, it was impossible for the silver-haired girl to draw her sword, but it was even more impossible for her to stop and let the beast go and ignore her sister's sleeping pillow.
If she uses the thin sword at her waist, she will have to fight the beast at close range. She has not forgotten how Gu Yue was restrained by the beast before. She will not let herself fall into that easily without being sure.
In a strange halo.
When the silver-haired girl hesitated, she didn't realize that the action of bending over and turning sideways completely exposed her snow-white breasts to the eyes of the 'beast'.
Zheng Feng's eyes flashed, and he suddenly understood something. Not only did his gaze towards the silver-haired girl not weaken at all, but it became even more unscrupulous. It could no longer be described as 'fiery', it was full of 'aggression'
’s domineering gaze.
Under Zheng Feng's increasingly wanton gaze, the silver-haired girl finally retreated. Her eyes no longer dared to look directly at Zheng Feng. Her bronze skin may not have changed much, but her fair and smooth thighs and
Her breasts were firm, but there was a slight blush, which showed that the blood flow in her body at this moment was at least several times faster than usual.
The silver-haired girl's eyes flickered, and she turned aside, but she still shouted unyieldingly: "Beast, let go of my sister's sleeping pillow, don't let me say it a third time!!"
The light in Zheng Feng's eyes lit up again. He might have misheard the first time because he was in a daze, but this is the second time. He can be sure that he is definitely not hallucinating. This silver-haired girl is already hearing the wrong words for the first time.
The second mention of 'let go of my sister's sleeping pillow'.
Zheng Feng knew very well whose sleeping pillow this was. Then, the ‘Sister’ mentioned by the silver-haired girl was undoubtedly Sister Yatou!
Moreover, Zheng Feng finally remembered where he had smelled another fragrance in this room. When he turned his back to the silver-haired girl just now, he vaguely smelled a faint fragrance from behind, and this room
The smell inside is exactly the same, and the person who cleans this room must be her.
'The silver-haired girl knows Sister Yatou, and may even know her current whereabouts!'
When he thought of this, Zheng Feng's still silent heart suddenly became hot.
He just wanted to push the silver-haired girl down...
Pressed on the ground...
Don't think wrongly, he just wants to interrogate the girl and sister's whereabouts~
That 'aggressive' look...that's where it comes from~
"Sister Yatou...where are you now?" Zheng Feng asked with a slightly trembling voice because of the excitement in his heart.
The silver-haired girl was stared at by that 'dirty' gaze, and no part of her body made her feel relaxed. He originally thought that this beast would do some scumbag behavior, but he didn't expect that what he got in the end was an inexplicable question.
"What? Sister Yatou?" The silver-haired girl looked at Zheng Feng in confusion and asked. This answer already told Zheng Feng that she did not know the so-called 'Sister Yatou'.
Zheng Feng emphasized: "This is sister Yatou's room!!"
"This is my sister's room!!" The silver-haired girl did not give in at all and emphasized: "My sister's surname is 'Yang' and her first name is 'Wanjun'. She cannot be the 'girl sister' you mentioned."
"Yang Wanjun?" Zheng Feng murmured in a low voice. When he heard the silver-haired girl's words, he woke up. Sister Yatou had been adopted by someone a long time ago, so it was not strange for her to be renamed by that person after adoption.
"Sister Yatou finally has a name? Yang Wanjun...Yang Wanjun...Yang Wanjun!!" Zheng Feng repeated the girl's name three times in a low voice, making sure that he had engraved the name deeply on his soul and would never forget it.
.
"Are you Sister Yatou's sister?"
Zheng Feng doesn't care what the girl's name is now, he still likes to call her 'Sister Yatou'.
The silver-haired girl frowned and said, "I told you, I don't know you, and I don't know who the girl sister you are talking about is?"