I owe the female honor system a billion

Chapter 191 Extra Story: If Line 4
In the middle area surrounded by a group of women, they tacitly left a blank area.

Because in the center of this blank area, a beautiful young man is squatting on the spot, posing a good-looking pose to the countless cameras in front of him.

A small half of his white curly hair was covered by the hood, but those white hairs seemed to be unwilling to be covered, and they were missing from a little space under his face, falling like a white waterfall. on his chest.

The young man's fair face and gentle smile, supported by that tuft of white curly hair, looked even more beautiful and attractive.

It's as if a real elf escaped from a fairyland with unknown entrance in the distance and fell into the mortal world.

"Oh, can you just keep this posture and don't move for now?!"

"That's right, that's it!"

"Spirit Saigao!"

The women around cheered extremely excitedly, but the movements of their hands were extremely smooth, and the camera didn't even shake. They aimed at the boy sitting in the middle of the field, and pressed the button again and again. Start the shutter of the camera and record this wonderful beauty in the disk of the camera.

Immediately after taking the photo, they seemed to have obtained some treasure, and carefully observed the beautiful elf picture left on their screen, which seemed to be alive.

Awesome! !

Perhaps these photography sisters were too excited, and the sound they collectively made attracted many passers-by who were passing by in the distance.

But since the space around the boy was only so big, slowly, those who came behind had to stay far outside the crowd, and then tried their best to stand on tiptoe, trying to see what was going on inside in this way .

"Wait, is he really a good-looking boy?"

"Hey, don't squeeze me!"

"Ah, I see it!! Awesome!"

Miyamura Feiyu didn't know why she got separated from Feng Moying and the others, maybe there were too many people, and she followed them at the end, and she was accidentally pushed and shoved by the crowd who wanted to come here squeezed here.

"Please let me go."

Miyamura Feiyu looked at the densely packed heads in front of him who wanted to move this way, frowned, and wanted to get out from the gap in the crowd, and fight with Fuma Sakura and the others who didn't know where they were going.

"Are there really white-haired elves? Where are they?"

"It's over there, ah, damn it, there are so many people, bastard, don't you know how to look at each person, are you not allowed to look more? Those people have been staying in front, when can we squeeze in?"

Hearing the words of the woman next to her who had been trying to squeeze in, Miyamura Hiu paused as she wanted to go out.

Instead, he turned his head suddenly and looked at a small space surrounded by people in the distance.

white,
Elf?

For a moment, Miyamura Feiyu seemed to be stabbed by something in his heart.

The dream that was slowly being cold and silent by reality was also awakened in a flash, just like a little bit of memory.

Miyamura Feiyu stopped where she was, and suddenly touched the space on her forehead subconsciously, but suddenly felt nothing.

The sadness and coldness of not being able to touch specific things made Miyamura Feiyu's movement of wanting to leave stop instantly.

Immediately afterwards, she was silent for a while, but decided to follow the crowd and squeeze into the small space.

She really wanted to see what that person was like.

The crowd in front seemed to be attracted by the scene inside. For a long time, no one moved. Miyamura Feiyu stood still and couldn't see anything inside even if he stood on tiptoe.

She shook her head, the predestined anxiety in her heart seemed to ignite her, making her eager to move forward.

At first, it was just one step and two steps, trying to enter through the gap between the crowd.

But the urgency in her heart made her, who was usually calm, push the crowd around her a little roughly, and squeezed in bit by bit.

"Hey!"

"You bastard!"

Miyamura Feiyu glanced to the side with her icy eyes, and directly interrupted the woman next to her who was a little angry just now. While she was blushing and grumbling in her heart about why there was such a person, Miyamura Feiyu had already pushed away Several people walked a long way inside.

Miyamura Feiyu pushed aside the body of the person next to him, and finally got closer and closer to the front space, and finally saw a blurry figure, standing in the blank area in the middle, making various movements towards the camera next to him .

Panting slightly, she gently pushed away the body of the person beside her.

Although her body was a little tired, the extreme excitement of her spirit made every movement of her extremely powerful.

Even if the people who were pushed away were dissatisfied, they were slightly stunned under such hot, caring eyes, and couldn't even think of stopping that girl.

Just like that, Miyamura Feiyu came to the front almost like crazy.

As soon as she pushed away the woman with the camera next to her, she immediately attracted the attention of everyone inside.

Including the coser standing in the middle.

His good-looking eyes had just escaped from the movement, and his deer-like eyes turned around, just hitting Miyamura Feiyu's panting face.

Beside the fair face, a curly white hair fell a little because of the boy's movements.

And this is the entire scene that has been silent, the only thing that is moving.

This touch of hair seems to be some kind of switch.

Miyamura Feiyu opened her eyes wide, looking at the somewhat small figure in front of her in disbelief.

That figure and the person in the memory gradually overlapped, and gradually merged into one person, standing in front of him truly.

"Norton?"

"Hey?"

The boy in front of him stared blankly at the girl with a shocked face. Before he could utter a single syllable, he felt bumped into a somewhat soft embrace.

After a quick brain blank, before the boy could react, a large group of women behind him had already let out deafening screams.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"What are you doing?!!"

"Let him go!"

"You pervert!"

Miyamura Feiyu firmly grasped the little boy in her arms, but was suddenly swallowed up by the torrent of voices gathered by the many female voices behind her.

Immediately afterwards, she saw many women put down their cameras and wanted to rush towards her.

Then he lowered his head to look at the boy in his arms who was still in a daze. At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked at him, but he didn't say anything. He just stared blankly at the boy in the arms girl with her own body.

Miyamura Feiyu gasped for a moment, and then, she firmly grasped the palm of the boy in her arms, and immediately ran towards another direction.

"Don't run! You bastard!"

"Ooooh, let him go!"

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(End of this chapter)