When Nakano Mayu's palm was touched lightly, he could clearly feel that there was still a bit of morning coldness in his palm.
His eyes, which were still a bit hesitant to open, suddenly widened, and there appeared in front of him a pretty girl's face that was as red as a peach. She was so close to him that even the microscopic hair on her face could touch each other.
At this time, the girl's eyes were tightly closed, her small and straight nose was wrinkled, and the lower half of her face was closely pressed against his. This was the reason for the soft and slippery feeling she just felt.
"Well..."
Nakano Mayu finally reacted, and when he was furious, he subconsciously wanted to yell angrily.
But the moment he opened his mouth, that intoxicating wet lick also flowed into his heart...
Nakano Mayu's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief on his face...
"Hmm~!"
He whined deeply, frowning at the same time, trying his best to pretend to be angry, and glared at the girl...
But with Nanako's eyes tightly closed, she couldn't tell that he didn't have any "murderous" expression...
Who says that a sparrow doesn't have the ambition to reach the clouds?
But the time has not come yet...
...
Ninety minutes later, in the living room of the Nakano family.
Nanako, who was pale and biting her lower lip, raised her hands high, holding a basin full of water, and knelt straight on the carpet beside the coffee table with her thighs, not daring to move at all.
"snort!"
The young man sitting on the sofa in front of her, holding a bamboo stick that looked a bit old, snorted angrily, making her tremble slightly in fright, and the water basin above her head shook. , sprinkle a few drops of water.
"This...this doesn't count! It was you who scared me, Kou Kou..."
Nanako felt the cold water droplets dripping from her head, quickly regained her balance and said timidly.
After hearing her explanation, Nakano Mayu glanced over coldly and said expressionlessly:
"Don't count? Aren't you very strong? You can even catch my hand, how can you not even hold a basin of water?!"
After saying that, he walked towards the girl with a bamboo stick as thick as his finger.
On the way over, he seemed to be waving the bamboo stick unconsciously, making a "pop, pop" sound that broke the wind!
Until he walked to the girl's side, he lowered the bamboo stick, pointed it at the girl who was kneeling straight on the ground, and asked sternly: "I'll give you one last chance. Do you realize that you were wrong?!"
As he spoke, the bamboo strips swung towards the girl's butt as if aiming at it, making a "whooshing" sound in mid-air, and then stopped just in front of the girl's shorts covering her buttocks.
"No...I'm not wrong..."
When Nakano Mayu heard the still stubborn words, he pursed his lips helplessly.
He could clearly feel that every time the bamboo stick was swung, the girl's body would tense up in advance, and only after she felt his movement, would she relax again.
It proves that this guy is still afraid of the ancestral bamboo stick he took. Why... He refuses to admit his mistake...
As long as she is willing to give in a little, she can go down the stairs...
He lowered his head and glanced at his sister's knees. Although she was kneeling on the carpet, the girl holding the basin was kneeling straight the whole time, not slacking off at all...
So at this time, the girl's originally fair knees had become pale, even a little sickly. The knee sockets, which were originally white and transparent and where the bluish blood vessels could be clearly seen, had now begun to turn blue and seemed to be a little swollen.
This guy's body hasn't healed well yet...
He looked at the girl who pursed her lips tightly and stubbornly maintained her kneeling position for more than an hour, refusing to "admit her mistake". His heart ached as if someone was holding her heart.
But other than this method, he didn't know what to do...
When something like this happens, I can no longer pretend to be ignorant and muddle through. I have to show my own attitude!
It was impossible for him to choose to break the taboo with a girl and then have a relationship like this.
..
So I could only pretend to be angry, hoping to make the girl feel my firm attitude.
But the girl's current stubborn behavior was indeed beyond his expectation.
"Nakano Nanako!
"
Nakano Mayu shouted in a deep voice.
The body of the girl with her back to him swayed slightly, then returned to stability, and then there was a subtle "dongdong" sound of water droplets falling on the carpet, coming from the direction of the girl.
Because here in Neon, relationships are generally called by surname, and those with good relationships or superior or subordinate relationships are called by first name.
Except in some extreme cases, the full name is used.
When Nanako heard her full name being called out, Nanako, who had knelt for an hour today without humming, suddenly felt her nose sore and tears flowed out uncontrollably.
But she bit her lip and tried not to make any sound from crying...
"You...you did this to me, why don't you admit your fault? We...we are just talking!"
"Yes...it's a mouth, but...I don't think I did anything wrong..." the girl said word by word, with a sonorous tone: "If you like it, you just like it, even if it's a mouth, as long as there is love, there is no problem !」
After the girl finished speaking, her determined tone suddenly softened: "And...and we don't have...no blood..."
"stop!"
Nakano Mayu quickly interrupted the girl's next words.
Of course he knew what the girl wanted to say, but once she said some words, the relationship between the two would be irreversible.
"Anyway...anyway, this kind of thing...can't be done!" His mind was in a mess, and he was speechless for a moment, so he could only say in a strong voice.
"What's wrong..."
The girl's murmuring voice came from in front of him: "Kou Kou is obviously very sensitive, but... it has become... turned into Kou Kou..."
There was a word in the middle because the girl said it unclearly and her voice was low, so he didn't really hear it.
But his reading comprehension has always been very good, and he can analyze the meaning of the girl just by contacting the context.
The expressionless and cold face that he had been trying to maintain suddenly lost control. At the same time, a wave of heat came from his face, and his brain seemed to be a little congested. He defended incoherently:
"This...how can this be counted? Teenage boys are like this every morning. This is a normal physiological phenomenon and has nothing to do with...those things, you idiot!
! "
