[Comprehensive] The fiancé he picked up by writing the article suddenly

[Adolescents are vigorous and athletic teenagers with normal physical fitness. The level of sex hormones in their bodies should rise sharply, and their physical functions will mature rapidly.As hormones rise, all organs and sensors of the body will naturally become sharp and active, so it is understandable to have some pastimes in this area. 】

A large paragraph of words flashed through Donghua's brain quickly, and her neck seemed to be coated with a fixative, awkwardly and stiffly bent down a subtle arc, uncontrollably ||struck||violently|| The exposed woman looked at each other.

Even though the depths of her brain had been burned into a pot of paste, and her cheeks were so hot that white smoke would "prick and prick" in the next moment, Donghua still took a deep breath and kept telling herself "" It's normal, it's normal, it's normal."

She wanted to look back at her boyfriend, but in the end she held back her neck.With a blushing face, Dong Hua bit her lower lip, closed her eyes forcefully, and only then mustered up her courage, and continued to stretch out her trembling fingers, as if to turn to the next page.

"Winter Flower." His voice suddenly came from behind.

Donghua's heart skipped a beat, she instinctively took a half step backwards, her hands trembled, and the magazine wrapped in a black book fell to the ground with a bang.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Donghua heard the unique sound of his chair pulleys crushing the ground, and the sound of footsteps sounded after a while, and the girl suddenly panicked. If he found out that she had seen his real book, the atmosphere would definitely be so embarrassing. It's freezing!

She bent down to pick it up, but under extreme panic and embarrassment, even though her nerves were screaming, her body couldn't obey the command.She could barely move her toes, and felt desperately that he had come behind her.

Akashi saw her red earlobes and the back of her neck from behind, and saw her stiff and silent, tilted her head in doubt, then squatted down by herself, ready to pick up the magazines that fell on the floor.

However, as soon as he saw the blackness on the ground, Akashi Seijuro raised his eyebrows and let out a short "ah".

At this time, Donghua was finally able to control her body. She turned around in a hurry, and hurriedly stepped back to the side. She didn't stop timidly until she opened a certain distance from Akashi, clasping her hands in front of her chest. , looking a little nervous and whispered: "Hold, I'm sorry Zhengjun, I offended..."

"Offensive?" Akashi picked up the magazine and held it in his hand, "I have already agreed with you to look at the bookshelf, how do you say 'offensive'?"

"... Huh?" Dong Hua blinked, but found that his face was still serious and calm, "Is that so?"

"Are you surprised? I found this kind of writing on my bookshelf||True," Akashi Seijuro glanced at her with a half-smile, "I am also a very normal male high school student—you, as my girlfriend, are the The one who knows this best?"

Donghua's words evoked some embarrassing wet memories, and the flush on her face almost spread all over her body: "I, I, I know this is normal, and I don't mean anything else, I just feel a little Excuse me..."

Akashi Seijuro didn't answer, just put one hand idly on the bookshelf, squinted his eyes and stared at her, until the moment before the girl was about to run away under his unwavering gaze, he blinked , breaking the calm: "Are you nervous?"

Dong Hua immediately took half a step back: "No!"

"That is to see me write like this||really, very angry?"

"Angry?" Dong Hua froze for a moment, "I—why should I be angry?"

"I already have a cute girlfriend, but I still put something like this in the bookshelf." Akashi put the magazine down casually, and then walked towards her calmly, "Didn't Donghua feel angry?"

"...No," the girl shook her head helplessly, and whispered in a dazed voice, "Didn't Mr. Zheng say that, it's normal..."

"Really?" He responded casually, and suddenly grabbed her waist with one hand, and pulled the girl directly into his arms.

Dong Hua was caught off guard and let out a low exclamation, her eyes widened in astonishment, and she put her hands on his shoulders lightly: "Zheng Jun...?"

"Well, here," he rubbed his chin against the top of the girl's fluffy hair, then turned his head—

"Wait a minute!" Dong Hua finally became sensitive once, she quickly tilted her head, the boy's soft lips and tongue deviated from the target, and only landed on her cheek.

"What's wrong?" Akashi Seijuro narrowed his eyes, and looked at her just a few feet away.

"I, I'm tired." Donghua pushed his shoulder, bit his lower lip and shook his head, "I want to take a nap—how ​​about it, I'll ask the housekeeper Nakamura to see if there is any room where I can rest one time."

Her tone of voice was still as slow as an ancient waka, but Akashi could hear the rushing water under the calm water.

——It's really too much. If you continue to bully like this, I'm afraid she will cry outright?

Akashi blinked, remained silent for a while, and slowly loosened her waist under the anxious gaze of the girl: "I'll help you to ask."

Butler Nakamura was very fast, cleaning a fully equipped guest room almost 10 minutes after Akashi ordered it.

"I'm sorry to bother you now." Dong Hua nodded slightly to the butler Nakamura at the door of the guest room.

"Miss Xiyuansi is serious. This is our duty." The benevolent old man shook his head, holding his hands in white gloves on his chest, "Please rest now."

In fact, wanting to take a nap is not a refusal. Although the spirit is still very excited, in a chaotic state of regret and shame, but the body is already very tired. She is delicate and fleshy, and she is rarely so busy for half a day. She went to bed late at night——Donghua thought she would toss and turn on the bed for a while, but she just lay down with her clothes on for a while, her eyelids closed and she slowly sank into sleep.

...But although he fell asleep quickly, the quality of his sleep was worrying, and he even had a dream.

In the dream, the red-haired boy with red-gold and different pupils seems to have practiced body separation techniques, so densely packed that they completely filled the positions of three football teams, and they all held a black-covered magazine neatly in their hands , and then walked forward, surrounded by winter flowers.

Just when Fuyuka panicked, those Akashi Seijurou suddenly said in unison: "Fuyuka, are you nervous?"

——"Dong Hua, aren't you angry?"

——"Fuyuka, I'm a very normal male high school student."

Donghua's forehead was covered with fine sweat, her complexion struggled to take a few breaths, and she opened her eyes suddenly, but what she saw was a hazy darkness, she froze for a while, and then took half a minute to get herself out of bed. Pulling away from the dream, her body was heavy and hot, she lifted the quilt from her body, and then sat up blankly.

Sure enough, there is some truth to the folk rumors. It is really easy to have nightmares when you sleep wearing clothes and heavy quilts.

She took a long breath, stretched out her hand to touch the back of her neck, and found a wet hand.She has a heat-intolerant physique, and she sweats quite easily, even her hair is wet, and her platinum-blond sideburns stick softly to the side of her face.

Donghua moved her fingers a little, then turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone, and used the light to light up the lights in the room, then sat back on the edge of the bed with bare feet, dazed in a daze.

After waking up, the tinnitus receded like a tide, and another more muffled noise flooded the eardrums.

It's raining?

Before she could react, there was a sudden knock on the door, and the youthful voice came in vaguely: "Dong Hua, may I come in?"

Dong Hua slept tired and hot, and she was still a little dizzy in the back of her brain. She covered her mouth and yawned sleepily, and then subtly drew a long tone: "Yes—"

Akashi Seijuro pushed open the door panel: "I just passed by and saw that the lights here were on, so I took a look."

"Yeah." Donghua propped her hands on the side of the bed, her bare feet stepping on the cold floor without hesitation, her insteps were white and thin, her powdery toes curled up unconsciously from the cold, and her dark-colored This is especially evident on the floor, where the color contrast is almost startling.

"...Won't it be cold?" Akashi raised his eyebrows and raised his chin meaningfully.

Dong Hua looked down slowly, then raised her head slowly, flickering her eyelashes lazily: "It's okay."

"It is already 23:[-] in the evening," Akashi Seijuro stood two steps away from her, and told the situation to the girl who just woke up and was still a little confused. Very bad, your driver, Mr. Yamamoto, called at [-]:[-] in the evening. But you were in a deep sleep, so I picked it up for you--sorry. His car was stuck in the middle of the road If he didn’t come, it rained again around six o’clock, so he finally had to go back.”

Donghua raised her eyes and looked at him steadily.

"So I called Mr. Saizonji for instructions, and he agreed with you to stay here—what, is there any problem?" Akashi raised his eyebrows when he noticed the girl's gaze.

"Yes," Dong Hua nodded earnestly, "I saw the call record at [-]:[-], but why did you receive the call at that time? Were you in this room at that time?"

Akashi: "..."

Dong Hua puffed her face: "No wonder my tongue and lips hurt so much."

Akashi: "...So, you will stay here overnight?"

"Father agreed, and it's raining so hard, there's nothing I can do about it." Dong Hua narrowed her eyes, covered her mouth and yawned again.

"You don't seem to be awake yet." He walked towards the bed.

"Well," Dong Hua nodded lazily, "I had a terrible dream, and I slept very hot, not only did not recover from fatigue, but even more tired."

Akashi walked up to her and looked down at the tired girl. Her skin was milky white, her cheeks and eyes were flushed from sleep, and the baby fat on her face became more obvious after sweating. The face, especially when she is still looking down, looks soft and well-behaved.

"That's good." He knelt down in front of her, his voice soft as if he was talking to himself.

Donghua tilted her head, she didn't expect him to answer like this, and asked "Huh—?" in doubt.

"No, I mean," Akashi Seijuro pursed his lips, reached out and pressed her sweaty back of the neck, pressing down.

Dong Hua was sitting on the edge of the bed, but when he suddenly pulled her close, she immediately fell forward uncontrollably, her hands pressed down on his shoulders reflexively, before she could cry out in surprise, her lips were squeezed A wet||soft thing flicked open.

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The flower cub is the type that turns into a confused sloth before waking up