Evil schoolgirl stalks me

At this time, he felt itchy in the palm of his hand.

"Mr. Natsuki, don't you invite me to dance?"

"it is good."

Natsume Yayoi held her hand and came to the stage, avoiding Keita Sazono's eyes.

The melodious music and the charming air around gave the dance party a unique atmosphere.

"Mr. Natsuki, it seems you don't dance often."

Nishizono Miyoko said softly while guiding Natsume Yayoi to follow her footsteps.

"Ah, after all, it rarely happens on such occasions."

"Then, where do they usually appear?" she asked curiously.

"Where the wind blows."

"Huh? What is that?"

"Where there is wind, the kite will fly very high, isn't it cool?"

"Does Mr. Natsuki like kites very much?"

It turns out that Miss Fuyutsuki asked herself if she liked kites because Mr. Natsuki liked it.Miyoko Nishizono thought to herself.

"Well, I really like the feeling of holding the kite string in my hand."

"I do know a place that is particularly suitable for flying kites. If Mr. Natsuki is interested, I will take you there another day."

Natsume Yayoi paused.

Lowering his head and looking at the beauty with the same eyebrows as Qianye Qianhua, he gently put his arm around her waist and rubbed her smooth back with his fingers.

Miyoko Nishizono said "Hmm" with a slightly red face, and wrapped her arms around his waist a little harder.

"Did someone bully you today?" Natsume Yayoi suddenly asked.

"No, why did Mr. Natsuki suddenly ask that?"

"Because I care when I see you crying."

Hearing this, Miyoko Nishizono bit her lower lip hard, and her eyes began to turn red again.

"Miss Xiyuan, what are you doing?"

"Miyoko."

"Ok?"

"Mr. Natsuki promised me to call me Miyoko." The woman raised her head and looked at him with tearful eyes.

"Miyoko."

Hearing his change of words, the woman took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, as if to calm down.

After a moment, she whispered:

"I know that for the sake of his career, Qingta needs to socialize, and he may also meet some women with ulterior motives. But... he shouldn't hide it from me.

Husbands and wives should be honest, right?"

Sensing the strong gaze, Natsume Yayoi looked towards the source. Nishizono Keita was looking at this side eagerly. The charming woman in his arms seemed a little dissatisfied, but he didn't care.

"Actually, Mr. Nishizono still cares about you. He has been paying attention to you today. Is that possible?"

"Mr. Natsuki, he is my husband and I know him very well. He has only one purpose in hiding it from me. So, please stop talking. Okay?"

The woman said in a trembling voice, burying her face in his shoulder and clutching his dress tightly with her hands.

"Feel sorry."

"I should say sorry for letting you see such a bad side of me."

At this moment, the music changed slightly.

"Miyoko, it's time to exchange dance partners. Mr. Sazono is here too."

"My feet hurt a little. Can you help me to the sofa?"

".it is good."

Natsume Yayoi ignored the distressed face of the approaching man and helped Miyoko Nishizono, who was pretending to have a sore foot, to the sofa.

A waiter noticed that Miyoko Nishizono was stumbling and stepped forward quickly.

"Mrs. Nishizono, are you injured? Please wait a moment, I'll call the doctor."

"I'm just a little tired. No need to bother." Miyoko Nishizono said quickly.

"Yes."

After the waiter left, the woman sighed tiredly.

"Mr. Natsuki, what should I do?"

"what?"

"It's sad, but it's too harsh to get divorced because of this kind of thing. What should I do? I'm very helpless."

"Feel sorry."

Natsume Yayoi did not answer her question.

Miyoko Nishizono was silent for a moment.

"Mr. Natsuki."

"Ok?"

"You said before that you wanted me to think about it carefully and what you wanted to do for me. Does that still count?"

"of course."

"So, can you have a drink with me tonight? I'm a little scared to be alone."

Looking at the woman's lonely and pretty face, Natsume Yayoi was thinking about a question: As a mother, why doesn't she have any impression of her daughter?

Why does this happen?

Any other secrets?Or is it because you have never taken your daughter seriously?

Thinking of the hair in his breast pocket, he had already made up his mind.

"I'm going to send Qianhua home."

The woman's face immediately showed deep disappointment.

"oh, I see……"

"However, if you are not in a hurry, I can spend some time with you after I deliver Qianhua. Is it okay to go home later?"

Natsume Yayoi's subsequent words made Miyoko Nishizono's eyes suddenly light up.

Then, she suppressed her excitement and continued to maintain a sad look, saying:

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, Keita probably won't go home today. Ha~"

The woman's last laugh was filled with deep helplessness and exhaustion.

"That's it." Natsume Yayoi sighed: "Miyoko is very hard."

"Mr. Natsuki."

"Ok?"

"Can I borrow your shoulder?"

"Eh, that."

Before Natsume Yayoi could respond, Nishizono Miyoko hugged his arm and gently leaned her head against it.

"It'll be fine in a little while, then I'll feel more at ease." The woman murmured.

Natsume Yayoi raised her head and met Keita Nishizono’s eyes on the stage.

The latter looked stunned, unable to believe what he saw.Then he was dragged into the swaying and dancing crowd by the woman in his arms.

The sound of overwhelming music surrounds his ears, and the wife beside him is unguarded against him. The sweet smell of perfume and slight breath are so alluring.

Natsume Yayoi's hands gently caressed the woman's smooth shoulders, and her fingertips slowly slid and gradually touched her slender neck.

"call--"

Miyoko Nishizono's breathing became heavier.

Faced with a woman like her who could easily be taken advantage of, this man didn't seem to be as disciplined as he seemed.

But she had no intention of resisting at all.

Chapter 108 If Fuyutsuki Chizuru is asked to serve

After the dance, Natsume Yayoi found Chiba Chika who was studying with Fuyutsuki Shintaro.

Even if it is his birthday, the large number of study tasks that Tamamo Tsukihime assigns to Fuyutsuki Shintaro every day must be carried out to the letter.

However, because Chiba Chika was with him, Fuyutsuki Shintaro not only did not feel as hard as usual, but instead felt that the study tasks were too little.It would be great if there were more than enough to finish in one night.

In this way, Qianhua can always stay at home.

Unfortunately, his beautiful fantasy was ruthlessly broken by Natsume Yayoi.

"Qianhua, we are going home."

Chiba Chika immediately put down Fuyutsuki Shintaro's textbook and ran to Natsume Yayoi's side.

"Shintaro, I'm going home with my father." She waved to Fuyutsuki Shintaro.

The boy stood up immediately. "I send you."

Qianba Qianhua's eyes widened and she said: "There is still a lot of homework assigned by Aunt Tsukiji that you haven't finished yet. Have you been distracted just now? You can go to bed earlier if you finish it earlier. Do you hear me?"

Hearing Chiba Chika say this, Fuyutsuki Shintaro's heart skipped a beat.

He just talked to Qianba Qianhua all the time and didn't do much homework at all.