Sylvie and Her New Owner

"...Are you serious?"

"Happy together."

After school in the afternoon, Hill and Sikongqing did not rush to leave.

The two-day club recruitment time has passed, and they will go to the bulletin board to see the notice of the student union.The approved clubs are arranged according to the number of people. They look directly from the bottom. Sure enough, the three words "serving department" appeared at the bottom.

It seems that Han Yueru lived up to expectations and gathered five people.

Behind the club's name is the activity classroom assigned to them by the student council.There are more monks and less porridge, so it is basically shared by multiple clubs in stages. Hill counted them carefully. They were lucky. Only the comic club shared the room together.

Not counting the holiday Sunday, there are six days a week, so they can be divided into three days.

However, Si Kongqing poured a basin of cold water next to him.

"This activity room..." She touched her chin and looked at the building in the distance, "It seemed to be a warehouse before."

"what?"

"It seems that there are not enough classrooms to make up the numbers." Si Kongqing was not surprised, after all, there were only five members in the club. "If I remember correctly, there should be no windows."

"That's too shabby, isn't it?" Hill was a little disappointed, "Let's go and see first?"

"Ah."

The activity room is opposite the teaching building, which is mostly the computer room and laboratory, so it is called the comprehensive building.The service department's room was arranged on the first floor, a corner without sunlight.

"The door isn't locked," Hill pushed open the door and turned on the light. It was surprisingly clean, with a sofa leaning against the wall and a few desks placed at random, "It's not bad, I can do it later. Studying here."

Sikongqing stood calmly at the door, looking around the room... It was indeed a warehouse renovation, there was no surveillance, and it was only one-third the size of a classroom.Seeing Hill excitedly trying on the sofa, she chuckled, and then...

Locked the door.

The mechanical sound startled Hill, she looked back suspiciously, and Si Kongqing just turned around and stared at her meaningfully.

What's happening here? !

Seems like a deja-vu scene in some of the R18 anime made Hill choked up, something was wrong!Sikong Qing strolled closer, but she felt flustered, and subconsciously shrank into the depths of the sofa, until her back hit the cotton wool, and she realized that she had no way out.

Don't come here!

Sikong Qing stopped in front of the sofa, Hill shrunk so much that she could put one knee between Hill's thighs and the other against Hill's calf.She put her hands on the backrest, trapping the girl under her, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth was charming and seductive:

"Does Hill like art festivals?"

"I... uh...!" Hill was startled, but what he was about to say was blocked back—

Or rather, repression.

The unexpected beauty dyed Hill's face a layer of cherry blossoms, and the moist and sweet lips made her almost think she was eating slices of oranges - she felt that this metaphor was very apt, she almost wanted to sink in this place. In a greasy kiss.

Is this... a dream?

Hill suddenly became uncertain.

Although I had kissed in my dream, it was completely different from the current feeling.The dream is the illusory reality, but here... it's real to illusory.

What did Si Kongqing just ask himself?She felt that her mind was blank, as if it were... an art festival?

"Does Hill like it?" the man asked again.

...Art Festival, she is naturally...

"……like."

Sikong Qing smiled, lifted Hill's chin, and kissed again.

This is what you said.

"Hey, why is the door locked?"

"I don't know. When the Minister of Culture and Sports gave me the key, he clearly said that it was unlocked."

There seemed to be a familiar voice at the door.

"Oh, don't worry, you can just open the door." Another female voice was heroic and forthright.

Han Yueru shrugged, flipped through to find the key, twisted her hand, and opened the door.

Then they froze.

There were already two girls inside, one was sitting on the sofa, looking at the wall without speaking; the other was looking at them sideways, wiping his lips with his wrist, and then, this person smiled at them, like a limp butterfly:

"Hello, I'm Si Kongqing from the second class."

Chapter 52: Believe it or not, she is actually nurturing her master

Hill faced the wall, feeling that his face was about to burn.

Why did someone come in?She hasn't adjusted yet!

She tried her best to hold her breath, as if she still retained the temperature of Si Kongqing, and the culprit that made her become like this... After changing her usual arrogant attitude, she began to talk in a delicate manner.

"I didn't expect you to come before us." Han Yueru said, and then pointed to the girl next to her, "This is my tablemate, Wen Yuyan."

"Hi." The girl who was named looked careless, her tall and lovely ponytail swayed, she waved, obviously she had heard about Sikong early in the morning.

"This is Hill," Sikongqing looked behind him, "just call her that."

Everyone was standing and introducing themselves. It seemed impolite to grow mushrooms in the corner—Hill had words of misery in his heart, stood up coyly, and smiled symbolically.

"By the way, why is the door locked?" Wen Yuyan's tone was upturned like a puppy's tail, looking at Si Kongqing with sly eyes, as if testing.

"Is it locked?" Si Kongqing didn't change his expression, "Maybe I just forgot to open the lock."

"Why are you struggling with this." Han Yueru secretly gave her an elbow at the same table, suspecting that she had committed her old problem again.

Wen Yuyan smiled and stopped talking.She looked past Si Kongqing, trying to see something from Hill's face.But like a vampire hiding from the sun, Hill burrowed his head even lower as he felt the glow of his new friend's gaze.

Gee.

Wen Yuyan licked the corner of her mouth, she... so excited!

"There's one more person? It should be five people, right?" Si Kongqing didn't see the others behind them, and was a little puzzled.

"The other is my cousin from the first year of high school..." Han Yueru patted the back of her head and explained awkwardly, "He was embarrassed to come here after he knew it was full of girls."

"Is that so," Si Kongqing nodded, "it's good to have a boy."

After all, they may receive help from some boys. If girls are not suitable to come forward under certain circumstances, then a boy must come.

"If there's nothing else, we'll go first." Sikongqing took Hill's hand and nodded slightly to Han Yueru. The president responded, nodded with a smile, and said "see you tomorrow".

When the backs of the two disappeared at the end of the corridor, Wen Yuyan furtively retracted her head out of the door, then with a "eh", she poked Han Yueru, who was cleaning quietly, with a thief-like look on her face. expression:

"Do you think the two of them were just..."

She pointed her two thumbs wickedly, her frantically beating eyelids clearly saying "you know".

Han Yueru gave her a white look, I know wool!

"Can you restrain yourself?" The president was helpless, "Is Si Kongqing like that?"

"Like!" Wen Yuyan raised her index finger seriously, "Don't you think she has a black belly? Hey, she even locked the door. I really don't know how intense it was at the time."

"How can someone be so cold?" Han Yueru rested her forehead, feeling that her tablemate was helpless, and muttering about the black-bellied attack and arrogance all day long, clearly looking at people with rotten eyes, "Don't be in front of them. Say it face to face, otherwise Si Kongqing will definitely be angry with you."

"You don't believe me!" Wen Yuyan shouted aggrievedly, "Do you also believe the reason for locking the door?"

"I also like to lock the door," Han Yueru spread her hands. "For example, if you are secretly playing with your mobile phone for fear of being discovered, can't you think in a normal direction?"

It seems... makes sense.

Wen Yuyan was almost convinced.

But when he thought of the way Si Kongqing wiped his lips when he pushed the door open, combined with Hill's shyness that he didn't dare to lift his head, the two of them seemed to make up for the devil, who were they deceiving!

Everyone is drunk, only I am awake!

Wen Yuyan was desperate in this world of straight men and straight women, and she was the only one who grasped the truth.

Speechless all the way.

Hill quickened his pace, Si Kongqing blinked and followed closely behind.

Have you... overdone it?

When they were all home, Hill went into the kitchen to cook, but he hadn't even spoken to himself.

Do you hate your own kisses?

I don't know where the idea and courage came from at the time. She really couldn't control herself, and almost gave up thinking about the consequences. In other words, the usual lines of the domineering president in Mary Suwen's are probably--

"Woman, you're playing with fire. Why is my proud self-control so vulnerable to you?"

She set up a trick to entice Hill to answer the so-called "like", but for the answer she was really looking for...

She didn't have the courage to ask again now.

What if Hill really hates it?

She hadn't thought about it before, but now she had to think about it.Feelings look beautiful, but like blue and white porcelain, they are fragile and rare.

In the lyrics, the meaning of "sky blue and other misty rain" actually refers to the best blue and white porcelain, which needs to be fired in the unpredictable and unpredictable misty and rainy days.

This is rare, just like I am waiting for your answer.

For the first time in Si Kongqing's 16 years of life, he felt an emotion called "regret".

You should have waited.

After dinner in silence, Hill packed up and returned to the room with his schoolbag.Si Kongqing wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.