[Comprehensive] The male gods are reborn

"Senior Atobe."

Keigo Atobe raised his head, the girl in front of him was wearing Hyotei's gray-white school uniform, her light golden long hair was neatly scattered behind her back, is it a girl from the same school?

"Ah, what can I do with my uncle?"

Raising his eyebrows handsomely, the boy with short purple-gray hair was still comfortably lying on the deck chair on the roof, taking a sip of the iced drink beside him leisurely.

"I..." Mochizuki Huali hesitated to speak.

But as soon as she thought of the cold reception her father's company had received since her marriage with the Atobe consortium was cancelled, the girl couldn't help but clenched the corners of her skirt.

"Although it's a bit presumptuous, do I still have a chance to save the engagement?"

Mochizuki Huali bit her lower lip, obviously she was already mentally prepared, but when she really said it to the client, she still felt ashamed in her heart.

"you are?"

Gently tapping the tear mole at the corner of his eye, Keigo Atobe suspected that he might have misheard, what engagement?

"...My name is Mochizuki Huali."

Mochizuki Huali only felt that her face was hot, took a small deep breath, and continued to plead, "If there is anything I didn't do well, I can correct it."

Hearing the girl's surname, Atobe Keigo reacted belatedly. To be honest, he really didn't pay much attention to the elder's casual joke, and the clarification was just a sentence.

"Miss Mochizuki, you did nothing wrong. I'm sorry for the engagement, but it was just a joke of the elders. I thought no one would take it seriously."

The exquisite eyebrows were slightly frowned, and Keigo Atobe felt a little inexplicable, and revealed the truth bluntly, "Besides, I didn't even know you before."

"I know."

The girl lowered her eyes, and her slender eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes.

As if the whole person was stripped naked and thrown on the street, Mochizuki Huali pursed her lips, almost unable to maintain the usual gentle smile on her face.

"I'm sorry to bother you."

The girl bowed slightly in a polite and thoughtful manner, and the girl closed her eyes, and finally turned around giving up and walked towards the stairs leading down from the rooftop.

Having reached this point, she already understood in her heart that a marriage with Atobe-senpai is absolutely impossible.

Atobe Keigo glanced at the back of the girl quietly leaving, and took another sip of the iced drink in the glass, obviously not paying much attention to it.

……

"Why can Akashi Seijuro, but I can't?"

Looking at the girl in a light pink cherry blossom yukata in front of her, Keigo Atobe's dark blue eyes were full of repressed sourness and unwillingness.

Gently brushing the hair that was blown on the face by the breeze behind her ears, Mochizuki Huali's green eyes were full of apology, "Sorry, Atobe-senpai."

"I don't want to hear your apology."

Atobe Keigo took a step forward, and the originally safe distance between him and the girl was directly pulled to half a step away.

Mochizuki Huali almost reflexively wanted to take a step back, but it was a pity that the thick trunk of the ginkgo tree was behind her, and the girl had no choice but to raise her eyes helplessly, "I..."

"Obviously it was my uncle who knew you first, didn't he? How can I be inferior to him?"

Atobe Keigo lowered his head, put his right hand lightly on the shoulder of the girl's side, and put his left hand rather forcefully on the tree trunk behind Mochizuki Huali. The tall boy bent slightly, as if imprisoning the girl in front of him. Between the trunk and the gap made by his hands.

"Please don't do this, Atobe-senpai."

Mochizuki Huali raised her hand to push away the boy who was blocking her, this gesture was too ambiguous.

Ignoring Mochizuki Huali's little resistance, Atobe Keigo even let go of his usual pride and self-esteem, disregarding the gorgeous aesthetics he has always upheld, lowered all his posture and begged the girl, "Give me another chance, Huali .”

"I like you." Keigo Atobe lowered his head, the young man's gorgeous voice seemed to be whispering in the girl's ear.

The slender fingertips slid down from Wangyue Huali's shoulders, grabbed the girl's soft little hand and pressed it directly to his heart, "My heart beats faster only for you."

Mochizuki Huali felt that it was a mistake for her to come out with Senior Atobe, she pulled her hand out a little forcefully, "Senior Atobe respects himself, please let me go."

The young man's delicate handsome face dimmed slightly, and the girl's little hand was still tightly held in his palm, Keigo Atobe bowed his head in silence.

Mochizuki Huali only felt that her hands and wrists were caught off guard by the young man with one hand and placed on the tree trunk above her head. Keigo Atobe's powerful arm was placed on her waist forcefully, and the whole person was forced to embrace the young man's hot body. in the arms.

"Well."

The lips that were about to open were instantly captured by the young man's warm and wet lips. Keigo Atobe didn't even give the girl any chance to resist, and the flexible tip of her tongue slid directly into the girl's small mouth along the slightly parted lips. In the midst of it, wantonly snatching the breath and sweetness that belonged to her alone...

"Snapped!"

Crisp applause suddenly sounded under the tree, Mochizuki Huali's emerald-like eyes were moist, and he pushed away the boy in front of him a little at a loss.

"You're going too far, Atobe-senpai."

Wiping the water stains on her lower lip with the back of her hand, the girl held her reddish palm with the other hand, and ran away in a blink of an eye.

The clenched fist was weakly hammered on the tree trunk. Keigo Atobe looked at the back of Mochizuki Huali leaving in silence. The strength in the girl's hand was actually not strong, but his whole body seemed to be emptied all of a sudden. All the strength.

……

The boy's dark blue eyes suddenly opened, and Keigo Atobe reached out and turned on the lamp beside the bed.

Seeing the soft yellow light in front of his eyes, he tightly clenched the clothes in front of his chest with his fists, as if he could clearly feel the pain in his heart.

Do it all over again, the victory will be... him!

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