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Seeing that half an hour had passed since the bell rang, Amamiya did not suppress his feelings and reminded:

"I'm coming, Yumiko."

"Hmm~Hmm~Come on, Amamiya-kun, I want to be with you! I will catch them all~ah"

Seeing that the girl was ready, Amemiya launched a final charge towards the enemy.

The fierce speed and power made Yumiko Miura lose herself.

The violent tide gushed out, accidentally splashing onto the pages of the books on the bookshelf, slowly soaking them.

Some of them even passed through the gaps and hit Serizawa Yukiha's cheek.

The warm liquid flowed down smoothly, as if a switch was turned on, and Serizawa Yukiha covered her mouth and let out a soft moan.

His eyes were dazed, his hands and feet were shaking violently, and an equally strong stream of water splashed out, soaking the soaked floor.

"Amamiya-kun~"

Chapter 245 Hat Trick

The continuous singing stopped abruptly, and the library returned to its original quiet state.

Only three heavy breaths were left around.

Serizawa Yukiha stared blankly at the man and woman in front of her, feeling both embarrassed and ashamed.

How can I do this by calling out the name of a boy I just met for the first time...

And it happened more than once, Serizawa Yukiha you are so shameless!

The girl regretted it afterwards and covered her eyes in an attempt to hide her guilt.

However, the slightly widened gap between the fingers did not look like it could block the view.

Miura Yumiko opened her eyes with difficulty, her eyes full of joy, and she complained:

"Amamiya-kun, you've got it all over the place~"

Actually, this can't be blamed on Amemiya. When he was halfway through, he pulled out his eight and wanted to aim it at the little mouth.

As a result, Yumiko Miura was still immersed in the happiness of death and did not react quickly.

So Amemiya suppressed his amazing rage and 'accidentally' spilled part of the sandwich gift onto Yumiko's face.

It's all white, like several layers of mask.

It slid down along Baizhe's fair skin and flowed slowly.

Some of it even splashed onto her hair, staining her dazzling blond hair with several thick, sticky streaks of white.

Then, Miura Yumiko, who had just come to her senses, hurriedly ate it, swallowing the still huge amount of the sandwich gift with force.

Gurgle~Gurgle

The crisp and loud swallowing sound echoed in the corner, and Yukiha Serizawa, who was closely watched, swallowed subconsciously.

He looked at Miura Yumiko with a dry mouth, trying his best to absorb the water from the sandwich gift.

The already full and bulging belly bulged out into an even more exaggerated curve.

hiccup~

After swallowing for a long time, Miura Yumiko finally swallowed the sandwich gift given by Amemiya completely into her stomach.

She burped uncontrollably, covered her mouth with her hands while blushing, and gave the boy a coquettish look.

"Even though I put so much in there, Amamiya-kun still managed to get so much in my mouth, that's really H~"

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger.

Scrape off the white on your cheeks bit by bit and put it into your mouth, not wanting to waste a single drop.

With a long sigh of relief, Amamiya relaxed and put his hands on his hips, thinking strangely in his heart:

Who on earth was that H? When the eight came out, he tried so hard to stop me from leaving.

He put it in his mouth and sucked it hard, almost sucking my soul away.

Furious, Amemiya swung his teaching stick cruelly at the sight of Miura Yumiko cursing her mother.

He chopped her delicate cheek hard, and the sound of "slapping" was clearly heard by Yukiha Serizawa.

Her eyes widened, and she couldn't wait to continue watching the two of them play another new and interesting game.

"Um~Amamiya-kun~"

Yumiko Miura snorted softly, and her beautiful eyes became more misty as she looked at Amemiya.

Her favorite ice cream hit her face hard, but she was not angry. Instead, she took the initiative to move forward and let the boy vent his anger.

Um~ This is the reason why Amamiya-kun~

Hehe, what a rich flavor.

So hot~

So hot~

Just hitting someone's face makes me feel so happy~

After a brief punishment, Amemiya stopped. After all, humiliation was not something he was good at or liked.

Although playing like this is indeed very compassionate.

But what he didn't expect was that when he stopped, Miura Yumiko looked at him with a pout on her face full of dissatisfaction.

Her eyes revealed pitiful pleading and expectation, hoping that Amemiya would continue to treat her like this.

"Amamiya-kun, can you please smoke for a while longer~"

The delicate pleading made Amemiya's heart break and his breathing quickened.

Youyouko, you are such a jerk.

Unable to resist the bitter temptation, Amamiya nodded helplessly and agreed, fulfilling the girl's wish.

The waist and horse are united, and the body sinks slightly.

Holding the direction of her pretty face, she shot left and right, in an endless cycle.

Snap! Snap!

The crisp sounds continued incessantly, and Serizawa Yukiha, who had never experienced such a scene, was stunned.

She opened her little mouth with a dull look, and tears trickled down her cheeks.

Could this still be possible?

That girl named Yumiko seems very happy. Is she really happy like this?

Why do I become weird just by looking at it?

I also want to try being treated by Amamiya-kun like Yumiko-san~

Serizawa Yukiha, who had no experience at all, suddenly felt that her worldview was reshaped and refreshed.

Opened the door to a new world.

The boy's name that she called out was gradually engraved into her soft heart as she moved in a lost manner.

Like a possessed person, all I can see is him.

The little hands also danced deftly in a pious manner, following the movements of the two people, splashing with the sound of water.

On the other side, Yumiko Miura's face was flushed as she enjoyed an alternative facial massage.

The rosy and tender cheeks were clearly covered with large and deep marks.

It was as if it had been hit mercilessly by something huge.

Ah, that's it.

Amemiya-kun, a little more, a little more.

I have become a shameless woman, and I will completely and exclusively belong to Amamiya-kun...so on.

Ah, dead again, woo woo ~

"Um~Amamiya-kun~"

Yumiko Miura had a silly smile on her face, her hands and feet were shaking violently, and her legs were shaking as she kneeled on the ground.

A strong stream of water hits the floor, creating a huge splash.

She opened her mouth as wide as possible, wanting to breathe deeply, but she couldn't help but swallow a whole mouthful of the ice cream.

Seeing this scene, Amemiya's eyes twitched.

At the same time, the unimaginable kindness and the freshness in his heart broke his shackles and he quickly sharpened his sword.

The speed is as fast as an afterimage and the force is as heavy as a thousand pounds.

But all of this was accepted by Yumiko Miura with infinite tenderness. She looked at the boy with her beautiful eyes like water, quietly waiting for the reward to come.

When happiness accumulates to the limit, it will bear abundant fruits, and Amemiya did not disappoint Miura Yumiko.

Generously giving out countless rich and sticky sandwich gifts, splashing out.

Perhaps feeling that just swallowing it was not satisfying enough, Yumiko Miura moved it away and aimed it at her pretty face again.

Puff! Puff!

The fresh and hot white color once again stained the skin, like a moisturizing mask, nourishing the girl.

Only after a thick layer of ice cream was sprayed out did Yumiko Miura contentedly swallow the ice cream back into her mouth and continue to taste the endless supply of sandwich gifts.

Gurgle~Gurgle

After more than half an hour, the fullness in my belly finally subsided a little, but now it was swollen again.

After a contented burp, Yumiko Miura blushed and scraped the white on her cheeks into her mouth bit by bit.

There are still so many. I really like Amamiya-kun more and more.

Next time, I'll try other methods to squeeze out more.

In this way, Amemiya-kun won't waste too much energy on other girls.

The pink and tender tongue licks the lips savoringly, full of charm and style.

Amemiya took two steps back comfortably, leaned back in his chair and took a long breath, feeling refreshed.

Chapter 246 Library and Tennis

I originally planned to give Miura Yumiko only one sandwich gift, but she pestered me to come three times.

It's really unpredictable.

Now, I was originally going to skip half a class, but now I have skipped the entire class.

After Teacher Jing finds out, she probably won’t come after me, right?

After all, she was also stealing from the company.

While Amemiya was distracted and daydreaming, Miura Yumiko calmly took out a cute little handbag.

She brought it with her before she came to see Amemiya, so that she could touch up her makeup in time after the incident.

She deftly opened various bottles and jars, and quickly applied a light foundation on her already dry cheeks.

With a slight flick of the eyebrow pencil, the eyelashes become straight and bright, and the big, twinkling eyes are extremely attractive.

The pink crystal lipstick is gently applied on the pink lips.

After picking up the mirror and scanning it up and down to confirm that there was no problem, Miura raised his head with satisfaction and asked with a smile:

"Amamiya-kun, now you can't see anything strange about this, right?"

Amemiya looked at him for a while, then pointed at the white part of his golden hair while trying not to laugh:

"Yumiko, you still have some hair here."

"Hey, it got all over my hair. This is going to be hard to clean."