The girl under the cherry blossoms, her smile is like a flower

Tea Club.

Qing Gongfeng sat by the window. The air-conditioning and the fragrance from the two girls were inhaled into his lungs. Then, the warm tea entered his throat. The interaction of cold and hot made him involuntarily let out a sigh. A pleasant hum.

Chiyo Hanashanyin, who was immersed in reading, raised his eyes and glanced at him without saying anything.

It is worth mentioning that the Minister seems to have a special liking for black stockings. After knowing him for so many days, Qing Gongfeng has never seen the Minister wearing socks of any other color.

However, with the sun so bright outside, wouldn't it be a little cooler to wear white stockings?

Look at Hazuki classmate aside. In order to protect her legs from getting tanned, she had been wearing white lace socks before and now she put on white knee-high socks.

Very nice and spirited.

Of course, Qing Gongfeng's words were all based on the aspect of coolness. He never thought about taste and appetite.

Yes, it is like that.

He is a serious person.

"What are you looking at?"

The minister, who was as cool as ever, spoke, but apart from her, there were only two people in the tea club. Yuka Hazuki was reading a book, so it was obvious who the question was about.

Qing Gongfeng's eyes moved to the zelkova tree outside the window.

Well, this branch is really white, oh? That black branch looks good too.

"I thought of something, Mr. Minister."

He turned his head, his expression serious.

"There is a sentence in "The Birds": When I walked on the road with the crowd, I saw the smile you sent from the balcony, I sang, and forgot all the noise.

And there is a poem from Tianchao that says: You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are looking at you upstairs. The bright moon decorates your windows, and you decorate other people's dreams. Do these two poems have something to do with... ....”

Well, under the increasingly cold gaze of the Minister, Qing Gongfeng finally couldn't make up any more.

Hazuki Yuka on the side looked at them with curious eyes. The innocent orange cat lady obviously didn't know what was going on.

Her hands were folded on her thighs wrapped in white knee-high socks, and she couldn't even read the book open on the table.

"Well, I was actually thinking that Mr. Buchou has been wearing black socks. Wouldn't it be hot?"

"anything else?"

Behind the calm words, there seemed to be turbulent waves. For some reason, Qing Gongfeng smelled the smell of sea water.

"Also, I think Buchou-sama would be much cooler if he puts on the same white socks as Hazuki-san."

Hazuki Yuka, who was suddenly called, subconsciously straightened her back, and her toes that were pressed under her buttocks curled up slightly. She looked at the white silk on her round thighs, and felt an inexplicable joy in her heart.

it's wired.

"Kiyomiya-san doesn't feel hot when wearing pants?"

Hanayamain Chiyo's eyes were on Qing Gongfeng's black suit uniform trousers.

"Naturally."

"The same goes for socks."

"But socks are close-fitting, and pants are not, so it will still feel different when worn."

Qing Gongfeng said this, but soon, he felt that something was not right.

"Kiyomiya-san, just put it on and try it on now."

"..."

It turned out that the trap was here. For a moment, he looked at Hanashanyin Chiyo's face, and suddenly noticed a different look on her face at this time.

This reminded Qing Gongfeng of the teasing smile she showed in the maple leaf forest on the day the club had a reunion.

Could it be that a magical switch in the Minister's body was turned on?

"Ah no, no matter how you put it, that's too weird."

Qing Gongfeng shook his head decisively and refused.

"It's not surprising." Chiyo Hanayamain shook her head and said, her long hair spreading like maple leaves, "Stockings and high heels were originally worn by men, but times have changed."

"No, no, no, we have to adapt to the changes of the times. Girls wearing stockings and high heels are the general trend."

Qing Gongfeng waved his hands, looking eager to persuade the lost disciples. No, it might be more appropriate to say eager.

"But Kiyomiya-san, how will you know the difference between socks and pants if you don't try them on?"

"Look, Mr. Minister, I'm wearing socks, so I can fully feel the feeling. I don't think there's any need to try again."

"No, Kiyomiya-san's socks are too short."

"..."

(O_o) (▼ヘ▼#)

The two people looked at each other like this.

Hearing this, Yuka Hazuki finally understood, and her big eyes hidden under the frames of her glasses were shining.

Kiyomiya-san, are you going to put on women's stockings? It sounds so harsh... pitiful...

Sister Huashanyuan, come on!

As innocent as the white silk on her legs, the girl was cheering for the minister in her heart.

what's the situation? You were reading quietly one second ago, so why did you look like this the next second?

Qing Gongfeng, who wanted to ask for help from Hazuki Yuuka, saw the look in her eyes, and her heart skipped a beat, lamenting that the tea club was taking jujube pills.

"Hazuki-san." Chiyo Kazanin opened her mouth lightly.

"Ah, here I am!"

Like a soldier who heard the general's order, Yuka Hazuki answered with great force.

"Help me cover Kiyomiya-san's eyes."

"Good, good!"

Hazuki Yuka swallowed, she stood up slowly, stepped on her white silk feet, and walked towards Qing Gongfeng who looked hopeless by the window.

"I'm sorry, Kiyomiya-san."

Inexplicably, Hazuki Yuka looked at Qing Gongfeng's face and said such a sentence.

She stretched out her hand to cover Qing Gongfeng's eyes, but Qing Gongfeng would not let them control her. He wanted the girls in the tea club to see the unyieldingness and dignity that only belonged to boys.

Qing Gongfeng used the same moves as jumping left and right. He kept shaking his head to avoid Hazuki Yuka's white and tender hands with the fragrance of a girl.

Hazuki Yuuka, who had been blocking Qing Gong Feng's eyes for a long time, puffed up her cheeks and pressed Qing Gong Feng's face onto her belly without thinking.

Suddenly, a smell that was countless times richer than the fragrance in the tea club hit Qing Gongfeng's face. Since his nose was covered, he involuntarily took a deep breath, and then a large ball of hot gas was ejected from his mouth.

The heat penetrated through the thin white short sleeves and hit the girl's belly straight.

"Yeah!"

The girl's voice seemed to be tainted with magic power, echoing in the tea club room for a long time.

At this moment, the three people in the Tea Club were stunned.

Hanayamain Chiyo, who was taking off her black stockings on the tatami, saw this scene and didn't know where to look with her big beautiful eyes. She didn't expect Yuka Hazuki to work so hard and double her request.

Now it's better, I no longer have to worry about Qing Gong's classmates seeing me taking off my stockings.

And Yuka Hazuki, who was trapped in the center of the vortex, was as if she was in a nightmare, her little face was covered with red clouds, her eyes had begun to turn in circles, and the heat source on her belly that was like a warm baby was always heating. Slowly melting her sanity.

But she refused to relax her grip, as if the words that Chiyo Hanayamain told her still remained in her mind, which was about to explode from shyness - cover Kiyomiya-san's eyes.

So he put his hands on Qing Gongfeng's head and didn't let go.

As for Qing Gongfeng, his face was close to Hazuki Yuka's soft belly, and his nose was filled with the sweet smell from the girl's body. Apart from being a little out of breath, everything else was fine.

Rather, he enjoyed it quite a bit. The tactile and olfactory experience was great, just like a facial massage.

However, he is a serious person, how can he always feel at ease with the girl?

So Qing Gongfeng stretched out his hand and patted Hazuki Yuka's back. Because his mouth was suppressed, his voice was inevitably dull.

"Hazuki-san...you can let me go..."

It had no effect. Hazuki Yuka seemed to be overwhelmed by shyness, and Qing Gongfeng's words and actions had no effect at all.

Qing Gongfeng is going to drown in this endless sweet breath.