Guitar Hero also wants to play Kasuga Shadow!

Xiaolu knocked Xiaohong on the head to stop her from eating the watermelon.

"It's not...it's not a quarrel."

I suddenly realized that besides being classmates, friends, and bandmates, Deng and I had a deeper relationship - love rivals!

It’s just… On one side is her good friend from the same class, and on the other side is her favorite Pochi. Even Aine, who has rich social experience, feels helpless when facing such a Shura field for the first time.

"It's good that we didn't quarrel. We can definitely return to our previous relationship~"

The carefree Xiaohong said this, drawing some helpless yet doting looks from the other two people beside her.

"Okay, let's eat first."

"Uh-huh."

-

Deng opened the door of the astronomy department and stood by the door, motioning Pochi to go in. Although he was a little puzzled as to why Deng was so polite today, he still walked in obediently.

I put the lunch box on the table, turned around, and found Deng still leaning against the door with his head lowered, as if thinking about something.

"Light...light?"

I called her softly, but she didn't look up or make any other reaction. She just reached out and silently closed the door.

Wait... wait a minute, I don't need to close the door when eating... Then I heard the sound of a lock being locked, and the light slowly approached me.

"The...lamp?"

The atmosphere was a little tense, and even Pochi, who had little social experience and couldn't read the air at all, could see it.

He slowly backed away, but soon reached the telescope and had no room to retreat. "That... that... light? I... I wanted to apologize to you, but I..."

"apologize?"

Deng finally spoke, giving Pochi a break. But the next words brought Pochi's pounding heart to his throat again, "Why apologize?"

"Eh? W-why…"

I don’t know either. I still don’t quite understand why Deng is so angry, but this urgent situation makes Pochi’s brain work fast.

Speaking of which, there seemed to be a misunderstanding between him and Deng. Deng seemed to think that he was staying at Xiangzi's house. Was Deng angry about this? "Well...well, didn't I go to Xiangzi's house on Friday night?"

"Oh? Not Xiangzi?"

Deng still lowered his head and slowly approached Pochi, "You didn't go to Xiangzi's house, but you also went to someone else's house, right?"

"Eh? This...this...yes."

Why did the exit light make me feel even worse after saying this?

"Oh? Who is that? Pochi...who is he close enough to sleep with?"

"Eh?!"

This statement... isn't it a bit strange? Sleeping... sleeping together, that's true, but sleeping together is just a process, not the goal, right? It's just that normal girls just stay overnight, so it should... should be very common, right?

Is... is that right? Although I hadn't experienced it in the past ten years, Lena, Xiangzi, Mu and Aine all gave me the feeling that it was normal for girls to sleep together.

"So, who is it?"

Deng had already walked in front of him, raised his head, and stared at him with eyes as empty as a black hole, making him dare not resist at all.

"Yes...it's Mu."

"Mu?"

"Um……"

"Really...Lian Mudu..."

164

Chapter 164: First experience of lovemaking.

Tokyo.

Hanegaoka Girls' High School.

In a classroom where not many people usually come.

That's where Pochi is.

……

"Well...well...we can talk it out..."

At this time, Gao Songdeng held Pochi's shoulders with both hands. She had nowhere to retreat behind her, so she leaned against the lower bookcase in front of the window.

"But I don't know how to put it into words."

Takamatsu Deng spoke slowly, while slowly burying his head in Pochi's shoulder.

"Eh? This..."

Pochi was pushed backwards by the force of the lamp, but there was a bookcase behind him and he was about to fall backwards onto it.

With nowhere to retreat, he used both hands to prop himself up on the bookcase, and sat down on it, his legs off the ground, instantly losing his sense of security. At the same time, his hands kept moving backwards, knocking over the planetarium on the bookcase, and he fell to the ground.

But Deng acted as if he hadn't heard anything and continued to slowly push Pochi towards the window.

"That... is it..."

This is so strange, why would they do this in the Astronomy Department? With their backs already against the window, there's nowhere to hide. Since they were sitting on the bookshelf, the position of the lamp's head had shifted from the shoulder to their lower abdomen, and their hands were slowly grasping Pochi's waist, making it seem particularly ambiguous.

"Hey, Pochi."

Maintaining this position, Deng raised his head and looked at Pochi, whose face was flushed. He slowly put his hand into Pochi's sportswear and placed it on Pochi's belly. "Has this been touched by someone else?"

"Eh?!"

We've slept together, so isn't it natural for us to touch each other? Besides, it's so itchy now...

"I've touched it before, but I've never even seen Pochi take off this sweatshirt. Take it off."

"Eh? Now?"

"Pochi, don't you want to?"

"No... not..."

But shouldn't it be lunch time now? Taking off my coat and all that, coupled with this embarrassing position, is a bit too stimulating. "Shall we eat first?"

"I do not want to eat."

Gao Songdeng shook his head, and his right hand slid down along Pochi's waist and slowly slid to Pochi's thigh. "Compared to eating, I think Pochi will be more tempting."

"Tempting... tempting adjectives like this shouldn't be used to describe people..."

Pochi turned his head away, not daring to look at Deng, and forced himself to change the subject, "Besides, I'm a little hungry."

"But I can't help it anymore."

"Eh?"

"Hey, Pochi,"

Deng said as he put his hand under Pochi's skirt and as expected, he touched the safety pants, "Don't you think it's a bit hot wearing such a thick coat?"

What does the coat have to do with the skirt? Pochi wanted to ask, but Deng's hand had already slowly lifted up Pochi's skirt, and then he got closer to Pochi, put his head next to Pochi's neck, and whispered softly, "Take off your coat..."

"But...but, what are you going to do to me..."

Before he could finish, Deng stuck out his tongue and licked Pochi's neck.

"what!"

This was the first time I'd been treated like this, and I trembled all over as if I'd been electrocuted. "This, this, this...isn't this a little too weird?"

"No, because Pochi is my good friend, that's why I do this, right?"

"Well... is this what good friends do?"

My brain is hot and I am gradually unable to think.

"Yeah, that's something only best friends would do."

Deng got a little too aggressive, opened his mouth, and gently bit Pochi's neck. "Have Aine and Pochi ever done something like this?"

“Aine…”

He just held me in his arms and slept all night, but he still didn't say such a shameful thing.

“As expected, Aine did it too.”

Deng muttered to himself, then climbed one leg onto the bookcase and got closer to Pochi, "So, Pochi, take off your coat."

"Gu..."

Between good friends... would they really do something like this? His overheated brain was no longer able to think, but since Deng said so, it must be okay.

"Okay... well..."

Pochi nodded, slowly placing his right hand on the zipper and slowly moving it down.

"Hey, hurry up, please. I can't wait any longer."

Deng stretched out his left hand to hold the hand that was holding Pochi's zipper, and at the same time opened his mouth and left a deeper bite mark on Pochi's neck.

"Gu..."

……

"Light...wait a minute, this kind of thing is really a bit too weird, isn't it?"

Pochi looked at the lamp sitting on his lap with some fear. The battlefield between the two moved from the window to the sofa, and his upper body was a little too disheveled.

Pochi took off his sports jacket, and the short sleeves underneath rolled up as he pulled them, revealing his white belly. Deng also unbuttoned his uniform, casually draping it over his body, revealing his white bra. But both of them still had their skirts on.

"It's not strange, isn't it? Isn't this what good friends should do?"

Deng said this without any emotion, then reached out and grasped Pochi's front armor.

"Gu..."

Pochi put his hand over his mouth to prevent himself from making any sound, but his whole body trembled and scared the inexperienced Deng, who let go of his hand.

"Pochi, it's huge."

After savoring the touch from before, a blush slowly crept up Deng's cheeks. Then he lowered his head to look at his body, and took Pochi's hand and pressed it on the same part of his body, but without Pochi's short sleeves to cover it, the feeling was more obvious.

"Eh?"

Before I could react, I felt a soft touch on the palm of my hand, and then my hand grabbed it uncontrollably with a little force. Looking at the white color being deformed by my own strength, I suddenly felt extremely happy?

"Pochi, do you like it?"

"Eh? I, I, I... that... no..."

He didn't dare to look up at Deng's gaze, and it was because of Deng's words that he realized that his behavior just now was very ambiguous. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but was grabbed by Deng again.

"Pochi, you're smiling, so you must like it..."

Deng said slowly as he leaned forward, putting his weight completely on Pochi, and at the same time let Pochi's hands grab the indescribable part of his body again, and whispered in Pochi's ear, "Although I'm not as big as Pochi, it's okay..."

"Gu..."

What Deng said was too exciting. He completely gave up thinking and slowly applied force to his hands, and the soft object changed shape in his hands.

"So, I can touch it too..."

Before Pochi could react, Deng reached his hand under the short-sleeved shirt and slowly rolled up the hem but encountered inexplicable resistance.

"Eh? Wait...wait a minute."

As soon as Pochi finished speaking, the hem of his short-sleeved shirt was lifted up to his neck, and then a huge treasure chest popped out from the short-sleeved shirt. It was decorated with lace, which was completely different from the ordinary white style of the lamp.

"Hey~ Pochi, so you like this style?"

Deng's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and the last bit of rationality was about to disappear.

"Eh? No..."

Actually, it was Miao Meng who bought her the underwear. But she felt that if she told this, it would have a bad outcome. "Um...be gentle..."

"This is so tempting..."