Evil schoolgirl stalks me

"No one doubts her?"

"My father has given her his most trusted subordinates, so what's the use even if some people doubt him? No one can disobey my father's will."

Natsume Yayoi was silent.

There are too many doubts and insufficient information, making it difficult to analyze. The results you can barely guess may even mislead you.

We can only collect clues slowly...

At this time, Fuyutsuki Chizuru grabbed Natsume Yayoi's hand, then placed it on her smooth face and stroked it gently.

"Junior, even if I am a bad guy, it should be okay, right?"

"What is the senior sister asking about?"

"If you like me, fall in love with me, you have to do it by me."

"It's a bit difficult." Natsume Yayoi said honestly.

It was possible to like her, but if it had to be someone, he had only one answer in his mind.

This is an answer that Fuyutsuki Chizuru would not want to hear.

"Junior is really carefree." The girl murmured.

"Should I argue?"

"not now."

"When then?"

"You can refute me later when my junior classmate insists on me."

The girl's face is smooth and elastic, and her fingertips will make people fall in love with her.

He slid his finger to her moist lips again and pressed it.

The girl opened her mouth, bit him lightly, and licked him again.

Two people who are not lovers are silently playing a little game between lovers.

The sunshine outside the window is so warm that it makes your heart itch.

Chapter 115 The girl gave it away again

Bang!

The tennis ball thrown by Sayuri Aikawa hit Yayoi Natsume's forehead, making a dull sound.

The girl was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward, supported him and asked: "Natsume, are you okay?"

When throwing the ball to each other, the ball is thrown upward, which is much slower than throwing it directly. Under normal circumstances, it will never hit the forehead.

However, Natsume Yayoi did it on purpose.

He rubbed his forehead, which didn't hurt much, walked aside and said, "Sorry, I'm too tired and can't concentrate."

At this time, he noticed that the tennis teacher being supported by Sayuri Aikawa immediately ran over.

"Natsume-san what's going on?"

"I didn't eat much at noon and I'm a little dizzy."

Natsume Yayoi lied without blushing or heartbeat.

The tennis teacher knew that Yayoi Natsume had always been in poor physical condition, so she didn’t think much about it, but asked with concern: “Do you want me to help you to the health room?”

"It's okay, I'll just take a rest. The teacher still has to instruct other people, so they can't be delayed just because I'm alone."

The woman still hesitated.

"But."

Seemingly seeing the difficulty of the tennis teacher, Sayuri Aikawa took the initiative and said: "Teacher, it's okay. I'll look after Natsume. If necessary, I will take him to the health room."

After hearing what she said, the tennis teacher breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, then I'll trouble you."

The woman ran to other students, explained the situation, and asked them to continue practicing, while Aikawa Sayuri helped Natsume Yayoi to the shade of a tree next to the tennis court.

"Natsume, did you do this on purpose?" she asked softly.

"What?" Natsume Yayoi asked in confusion.

Seeing him pretending to be stupid, Aikawa Sayuri rolled her eyes at him.

"The lack of physical strength is all a lie, isn't it? Why is your physical strength so weak? It's obvious that you are not~!"

Subconsciously wanting to tell Natsume Yayoi's state when she was intimate with her, the girl blushed and covered her mouth.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

I almost said that!

What a shame!

"What's wrong with me?" Natsume Yayoi asked.

"Hmph! You are perverted and annoying. I will ignore you!"

The angry girl punched his shoulder hard, then turned her face to the side and stopped talking.

Natsume Yayoi looked at her red ears and smiled.

"I'm not lying to you. It's normal for you to be unable to train with strength because you haven't eaten enough, right?"

He sat down against the tree trunk and stretched.

After her face was no longer so hot, Sayuri Aikawa turned around.

Seeing his laziness, she asked: "Didn't President Dongyue bring you a lunch?"

"I have a good appetite. The bento she has is not enough for two people to eat together."

It felt strange to stand and talk to Natsume Yayoi, so Aikawa Sayuri followed his example and sat down against the tree trunk.

However, unlike Natsume Yayoi's somewhat casual posture, the girl had her legs together and her sitting posture was more upright.

"Then we should tell President Dongyue to bring more next time?" she asked.

"That's not possible." Natsume Yayoi said, shaking her head.

"why?"

"If I tell her, don't I just tell her that I didn't eat enough for lunch. Then she will feel guilty, right?"

Sayuri Aikawa turned her face sideways and looked at the boy's profile, which was mostly covered by his hair. She suddenly pouted and snorted.

"President Dongyue is so good-looking. You should be very grateful for bringing you a lunch, but you still dislike me. It's too much!"

"But, Aikawa, you are also very good-looking, and the bento you bring every time is generous."

The young man's casual retort suddenly made the girl's heart tremble.

Then, she snorted again and muttered in a low voice: "Even if you say so, there is no lunch for you.

After all, that doesn’t feel like robbing.”

The wind blowing through the shade of the trees is cooler and more pleasant, and the sound of rustling is soothing.

However, because the girl's voice was too low and was disturbed by the sound of the wind blowing leaves, Natsume Yayoi was unable to hear her words clearly.

"Aikawa, what did you just say?"

"Nothing."

"Oh"

Natsume Yayoi looked into the tennis court.

The boys and girls are showing off their sweat and enthusiasm, especially the atmosphere around Kondo Hiko is the hottest.

After all, the main force of the sports club is handsome and soft-spoken. There are very few women who don't like him.

Except this one next to me.

Just as she was thinking about it, Natsume Yayoi suddenly felt her body being pulled down.

Immediately afterwards, his head fell on the girl's lap with the scent of skin.

"Aikawa?"

"Ayan is looking over here, don't think too much." Sayuri Aikawa whispered with a slight blush on her face.

Twisting his face on his lap, Kondohiko's eyes met his for a moment and then immediately looked away.

"Oh, is that enough?" he asked.

"what?"

"It's nothing."

If you want revenge, you might do something more extreme.

Perhaps because she heard Natsume Yayoi's thoughts, or perhaps the two of them thought about it together, Aikawa Sayuri suddenly held Natsume Yayoi's head and asked him to face her upwards, then lowered her head.

boo——

The girl's golden hair was caressed by the breeze and brushed against the boy's cheek, bringing with it a vague itch.

Breathing together, the hot and sweet smell penetrated into the body along the nostrils.

The lips are pressed together, and the girl's soft and moist lips are gently opened

"Um~uh~"

It was obviously Sayuri Aikawa who took the initiative to invade, but she started to whimper.

Her hand lightly hit Natsume Yayoi's shoulder twice, and let him explore for a while, then she pressed his head hard and raised his head.

Licking some of the jinxunye on her lips, she twisted his face angrily and said, "Who allowed you to do that!"

Natsume Yayoi closed her eyes, pretending not to hear, and even purred twice to pretend to sleep.

The boy's poor acting skills made Sayuri Aikawa angry and funny.