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

"Minister, can you arrive before tonight?"

Chiyoko Hanazono shook her head, her hair flying.

Qing Gong Feng thought about it and it seemed to be true. Tokyo is more than 800 kilometers away from Fukuoka. It would be too tiring to get there by car in one day.

"Then drive slowly on the road, don't be in a hurry." Qing Gong Feng reminded.

"Ah."

Chiyoko Hanazono stared at Kaede Kiyomiya, her eyes fixed on her.

Qing Gong Feng blinked, somewhat confused.

"Then...hang up first?" he said tentatively.

"Yeah." There was still no change in Hanayamain Chiyo's expression, but Kiyomiya Fengzhi felt something was strange.

"Mr. Minister, do you have any other instructions?"

She shook her head again, but said nothing.

"..."

Qing Gong Feng's face turned bitter. Who could tell him what happened to the Minister today?

"Minister, the game is about to start, I want to get a good night's sleep."

If Hanayamain Chiyoko doesn't say anything, Qinggong Feng might really suffer from insomnia tonight. He might stay awake all night thinking about one question, which is what kind of evil things he has done.

Emotion finally appeared in Chiyoko Hanayama's watery eyes. It was a very faint smile that could easily be overlooked.

"Kiyomiya-san is bolder than I thought," she said.

"...Um?"

Hearing this, Qing Gong Feng's head started to work wildly. The events of the past few days were played out like a movie. The most daring thing he had done was that when Koike Shizuko came to Yagyu Chinatsu's house to study, he and Yagyu Chinatsu hid in the kitchen and had a secret meal for a while.

but......

How did the Minister know about this?!

Can mind reading work even through a cell phone?

Qing Gong Feng was full of doubts about life. Could it be that he read Chinatsu's mind?

That is possible. Chinatsu is sitting with Koike Shizuko and her sister now, but what kind of things are they thinking? It is really disgraceful to do it in broad daylight.

Chiyoko Hanazono had no idea what Qingmiya Feng was thinking, but seeing his face turning red and white, she knew that Qingmiya Feng must be overthinking it.

It seems that not all things on the Internet are bad, so her expression became playful, like a cat seeing a mouse.

Qingmiya Feng felt that although she was wearing clothes, she felt ashamed as running naked on the street in front of Hanayamain Chiyo.

"Minister, please listen to my explanation." He swallowed.

"Yeah." Chiyoko Hanayama nodded slightly, with a look that said, "Let me see how you try to make excuses."

"It's midsummer now, my body and my heart are hot, so I tend to get agitated. This is normal."

"Ah."

"Minister, you know that I am very healthy, even too healthy, so it is normal for me to have some unhealthy thoughts from time to time."

Qing Gong Feng sounded like she was telling a tongue twister, and hearing this, Hanayamain Chiyo's thin eyebrows gradually frowned.

What is he saying?

"I know that I have a very noble image in the Minister's heart, but I am sorry, my dear Minister, I am not yet out of the scope of teenagers..."

Before he could finish, the call was hung up, leaving Qing Gong Feng staring at the chat interface in a daze.

Did you say the wrong thing again?

Perhaps the Minister didn't want to hear him slandering his image again. As expected, he was worthy of being the Minister's favorite member, and he was not even allowed to say bad things about himself.

Qing Palace·Ah Q·Feng thought so.

After calming down, Qing Gong Feng walked out. Although such a shy and embarrassing thing as cheating was discovered by the minister, he didn't think it was a big deal when he thought that the cold minister cared about him so much.

Well, Qing Gong Feng thinks that it is normal to fantasize occasionally and think about everything in a positive way. Human beings are living beings and cannot run along one trajectory like machines.

Yes, it is like that.

He has started talking nonsense.

"Tsurukawa-sensei, Shiratori-sensei, let's go eat!"

Qing Gong Feng knocked on the female teacher's door.

"Wait a moment." The gentle voice of Nanami Tsurukawa came from inside the door.

Qing Gong Feng responded. He was prepared to stand at the door for ten or even twenty minutes. After all, "a while" or "wait a moment" from girls' mouths are as unreliable as "very crippled" or "I'll just rub it" from boys' mouths.

But who knew that this time it would really happen in an instant? Before Qing Gong Feng could count to thirty in his mind, the door opened with a "click".

Two female teachers came out one after another, wearing casual clothes. The younger one didn't look like a teacher but more like a college student.

"Have you chosen a location?" asked Shiratori Mori.

When at home, Qing Gong Feng would occasionally go out to eat with the two teachers, and since Qing Gong Feng was more familiar with the area, he usually chose the location.

Qing Gong Feng shook his head. "No, the hotel here seems to only provide breakfast. We have to go outside to have a look."

"Go outside," Shiratori Mori put his hands over his eyes and stood on tiptoe to look outside, "then take an umbrella."

"Do you have an umbrella?"

"Of course, what do you think my suitcase is filled with? It's so heavy."

"Hey, Mr. Shiratori, is this something to be proud of?" He was the one who brought all the things!

"Hey! It's better to be prepared. What do you know?"

Having said that, Shiratori Mori returned to the room.

Nanami Tsurukawa, who saw everything, smiled slightly, "Mori is becoming less and less like a teacher in front of Kiyomiya-san."

"Then I'd like to trouble you, Mr. Tsurukawa, to teach her a lesson."

"Well..." Tsurugawa Nanami thought of what Shiratori Mori had just said to her, and shame suddenly surged up, "I need to teach him a lesson."

"Sure enough, Mr. Tsurukawa thought the same thing!"

Qing Gong Feng became excited as if he had found an ally.

"What do you think? What are you planning?" Shiratori Mori stepped out of the room, looking at Kiyomiya Kaede and Tsurukawa Nanami with suspicion.

"What do you mean by planning or not planning? Teacher Shiratori, you must have heard it wrong."

Qing Gong Feng refused to admit it. Besides, the anti-Shiratori Mori alliance had just been established and they hadn't yet decided how to oppose it.

"You better be!"

After glaring at Qing Gong Feng, Shiratori Mori stuffed an umbrella into Qing Gong Feng's arms.

"Here, it's yours."

"Okay, I'll make a call first."

Qing Gong Feng took out his cell phone, and a few seconds later, a strange ringtone rang out.

"Hello? What's the matter?" Shiraki Ryoko's voice came from the receiver.

"Would you like to come out for dinner, Sister Baimu?"

"Eat, where is it? Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

"Just outside the hotel, three minutes. No more waiting after that."

Qingmiya Feng estimated that it would only take him three minutes to get from here to the hotel entrance. Of course, it might take longer than three minutes, but it didn't matter. Letting Shiraki Ryoko, the foodie, wait for a while might make the meal more delicious.

"How dare you! I'm leaving now. If I don't see you at the entrance of the hotel, Qing Gong Feng, you're dead!"

With a series of "beep beep" sounds, the call was hung up and Qing Gong Feng put the phone back without caring.

"You look so skilled at this. How many girls do you do this to usually?" Shiratori Mori looked at Qinggong Feng suspiciously, feeling that this scene was somewhat familiar.

"Not many, just Shiraki-sister, and Shiratori-sensei, you two."

"...You still dare to admit it?"

"It was Mr. Shiratori who asked this himself."

Qing Gong Feng spread his hands.

The next second, Shiratori Mori raised his fist, and Qingmiya Feng ran away.

One was chasing, one was running, and one was watching and smiling from behind. It seemed as if time had slowed down.

It was midsummer, the days were long and seemed to have no end, and the wind blew past my ears, whistling.