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He shifted his gaze and looked at his girlfriend: "Girlfriend, I'm hungry."

Ebina Hime looked at the two people lying on the sofa, her eyes flickering. "You hugged another girl in front of your girlfriend? And then you told your girlfriend that you were hungry?"

Turning her head, she looked at Youmeko, who suddenly opened her mouth and fell silent in the middle of sweeping the floor.

Taking a deep breath, Ebina Hina glanced at Yui, whose face was flushed and eyes were moist, and said in a serious tone: "Let Yui go first."

"Yui?" Nomiya heard clearly this time and his brain started working.

After a few seconds, he suddenly realized: "Oh, Yuigahama."

After saying this, he looked down at the person in his arms, and in shock, he let go of his hand and shrank back: "When?"

Yuigahama Yui broke away from his arms, ran a few steps, and hid behind Hime.

No, no, no, Xiaofeng is too reckless now. Hime and Yumiko are still here.

Thinking of this, her body stiffened. Yumiko's gaze was so sharp...

Rubbing her brows, Ebina Hina walked towards the kitchen: "Yui, please help with the living room first. I'll go cook. It's already noon."

"Oh, um, is it okay for us to use Xiaofeng's kitchen?" Yuigahama Yui was a little cautious.

"Of course it's okay. He asked me to cook. Besides, he should be thanking us for helping him clean and cook." Ebina Hina put on an apron and turned around to look at the person who had closed his eyes and fallen asleep.

"It's a good thing he was able to open the door for us even though he was so drunk."

Miura Yumiko looked at him, reached out, and handed the broom in her hand to Yui first.

It feels like I can do whatever I want to him now.

Yuigahama Yui looked at Yumiko who was coming over and blinked. She also wanted to go play.

Hime Ebina glanced at the soup pot, picked it up and rinsed it under the tap.

After rinsing for a while, she frowned.

Why does this pot seem a bit dark?

Never mind, it doesn’t matter, maybe the color scheme is just like that.

......

"Well, Hime, don't you need to ask Xiaofeng to get up and eat?" Yuigahama Yui puffed her cheeks and looked at the person who was still on the sofa.

"No need. He probably can't eat by himself in this state." Ebina Hime held the bowl, reached out to pick up some food, and glanced at him. "We can feed him after we finish eating."

Having said that, she looked at her blonde best friend.

"There's no other way, I really have to feed him." Yumiko Miura carefully lowered her head and hid her expression, as if she was eating seriously.

"Yeah." Ebina Hina raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

Reaching out, she took the miso soup.

"Hmm! Hime, the miso soup is delicious." Yuigahama Yui took a sip of the soup and her eyes lit up.

"Really?" Ebina Hime was a little surprised. She thought her cooking skills were just average, and she could only make ordinary miso soup.

tastes good?

Picking up the small bowl, Hime Ebina took a sip.

The delicious taste rushed straight to the brain, and it seemed as if the whole body became active with the intake of this soup.

"It's indeed... delicious." Ebina Hina murmured.

"Is it so delicious?" Yumiko Miura looked around in surprise.

Picking up the soup, she took a sip.

......

"Girlfriend, let's go to bed."

Nomiyama pulled the black hair into his arms.

"I...I..." Yumiko Miura looked at the two people on the sofa, her body shaking.

"Eri?" Nomiya hugged his girlfriend and shrank back behind the sofa.

Eriri, not my girlfriend.

Seeing him obviously shrinking back, Yumiko Miura glared at him and pounced on him.

"Don't try to escape!"

Yuigahama Yui sat on the sofa, her eyes opening and closing, her head drooping, drowsy.

After hearing the conversation, she turned her head and looked at the three people hugging each other.

Why don't you take me with you?

No, you have to be sociable.

"Me, I want one too."

Muttering, she fell onto the sofa and crawled over like a cricket pupa.

Chapter 180 Gong Yu: I’m back

When Nomiyama's mind returned, he felt stuffy, then soft and difficult to breathe.

My left hand seemed to be pressed down, and then something in the palm of my hand was soft.

The right hand was also suppressed and was also very soft.

Nomiyama subconsciously took a deep breath and then grabbed with both hands.

Silent and quiet, he still had his eyes closed, but his eyelids were trembling wildly.

Those familiar girlish scents were constantly invading his senses.

The one covering her head is the golden-haired girl sitting at the left next to her, who is holding her head with both hands.

The person in his right hand was the pink-haired girl next to him, and his hand was grabbing her plump upper part.

His left hand was holding the long black hair of the girl sitting behind him, grabbing her buttocks.

His brain began to work frantically, and Nomiyama began to recall the morning.

Fish, transparent fish, stewed a pot of fish soup by myself, and naturally fell into the trap. Then someone came to the house, but I couldn't see the face clearly and couldn't hear the voice clearly.

He asked his black-haired 'girlfriend' to help cook. She used a fish stew pot, and all three of them got confused and fell into it.

The order was first to embrace his 'girlfriend', then 'Eriri' who came over on her own initiative, and finally Yuigahama who came over in a daze.

calm!calm!calm!

As long as you don't take off your pants and can't give birth to a child, it's not a big problem.

As long as you explain it clearly, you will definitely be forgiven, damn it.

calm!calm!calm!

In short, first quietly let go of your hands, move the person off your head, and then go home to see if there is a Doraemon time machine.

Nomiya slowed down his breathing so as not to wake up the person who was suffocating his face.

Then he felt the other person's breathing and heartbeat become noticeably heavier, and he unconsciously held his breath.

After calming down for a moment, he felt the heartbeats of the people he held in his arms, and his whole body froze.

Heartbeats are all racing, all awake.

Help, help, Yukinoshita, help.

What should I do? What should I say? If this is Sayuri's Galgame...

A: [Huh? Why are you in my house?]

No, it's too shameless to pretend to be ignorant.

B: [Um, I can explain]

No, I can't explain it...

C: I like you guys

Damn you guys...

D: [Continue pretending to sleep]

It was so torturous, four of us pretending to sleep at the same time.

"Um...can you guys get off me...?"

Nomiya's voice was cautious.

The first person to react was the person who was suffocating her. She let go of her head, climbed up using her hands and feet, and then kicked her lower body with a flushed face.

"Pervert! Pervert!!"

Nomiya looked up, glanced at the golden retriever huddled in the corner of the sofa, then looked at the figure that had just been pinned down by her body but was now finally free and standing upright, and remained silent.

There is no other way. In this situation, unless we chop it off, this is the only way out.

"Perverted Xiaofeng..." Yuigahama Yui muttered, got up, kicked there with a red face, then crawled over and squeezed in with Yumiko.

"Pervert." Ebina Hina repeated the description and crawled towards her girlfriends, but she seemed curious as she passed by.

He bent his fingers and flicked it.

?

?

?

The other three people in the field looked at her at the same time.

How do you behave differently?

Nomiya sat up, took the pillow and covered the abnormality in his lower body.

He looked up at the three classmates huddled together across the sofa, his expression serious: "Accident."

"You accidentally hugged Hime, didn't you?" Miura Yumiko hit him on the head with a pillow.

"You accidentally used Yumiko as facial cleanser, right?" Ebina Hina hit him on the head with a pillow.

"You! You..." Yuigahama Yui found that she didn't know what to say. It seemed that she had crawled over to join in the fun on her own initiative.

So she simply stopped talking and just threw the pillow at him.

"Calm down, calm down." Nomiyama pressed down several pillows and then placed them all beside him.

"It's time to calm down." Ebina Hina took a deep breath.

Then she turned her gaze and looked at the drawer under the TV: "Anyway, let's look for Doraemon's time machine first."

"Hina! You should calm down!" Yumiko Miura grabbed her best friend who was about to get off the sofa.

She turned her head and glared at him: "It's all your fault!"

Nomiyama felt a little innocent. He just wanted to cook some fresh fish at home to liven up the atmosphere, but he didn't expect someone to come to his door.

He was even a little confused now. The face of classmate Ebina opposite him would change from time to time, turning into some familiar people.

The effect of the transparent fish is too strong... It's a kind of psychedelic that makes people intoxicated. Even now, I guess no one in the field is fully awake yet.

My eyes fell on the coffee table. The broken glass on the ground had been collected. They must have helped to clean it up.

Taking a deep breath, Nomiya looked at his three neighbors.

"I will be responsible."

"Who asked you to take responsibility!" This is Yumiko Miura.

"Are you responsible for three people?" This is Ebina Hime.

"Xiaofeng is a huge scumbag!" This is Yuigahama Yui.

Nomiyama took the bags of the three girls flying towards him and said calmly, "You misunderstood."

"I mean I will apologize to you all."