If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

Although she was too excited, Iroha was still a little apprehensive.She twisted her waist and "poofed" and lay down on the bed again.

It's just that this time, he turned his head towards the end of the bed, looking in the direction of the desk lamp.

And there is no pajamas on the upper body.

Dazzlingly white.

The two energetic eyeballs in the big eyes showed a rich brown color under the light.

Like the color of her dyed hair.

Draping like ribbons on the bare and white shoulders.

It was so thin that people wanted to hold it on the shoulders in their arms.

"Ah, if that's what you're thinking about, it would be great if you meet the teacher at night..."

Iroha rested her delicate chin on the edge of the bed, and reached for the library next to her.

What is revealed is the underarms that are as smooth and hairless as a child.

The library is originally a purple moon with a bewitching aura and a pitch-black figure full of madness.

Opening the library book, turning back a few pages with ease, reading the words on it like a baby voice reciting aloud.

"Even if it will fade away in the end, I don't hate to take risks with you, just like the petals still bloom knowing that they will fall."

The girl rubbed her soft breasts on the soft bed.

"Sinique...Knowing that I will gradually disappear if I leave that flowery plain, but still follow him to take risks without hesitation...Why is Sinique not the heroine...Why is she still with Akane even so? Nick has gone their separate ways..."

Lying on the bed, looking up at the book in his hand, like a sea turtle lying on the ground.

The slender fair neck protrudes its tough tendons slightly from time to time during the speech.

And quickly disappeared.

The fragrance of the girl's body wafted in the airtight room.

"Then what if it was me? Will I be as steadfast towards Teacher Yejian as Sienique is towards him? At least I will now... Even if I will be rejected in the end, I don't hate working hard to pursue you , just like the petals that know they will fall off but still bloom...?"

Iroha brought her feelings into the sentence pattern in the library, and suddenly felt that she was super handsome.

"Haha... But in the final analysis, it's just my unrequited love for Teacher Yejian. Are you right, Ertu?"

The girl turned her head and turned her pretty face to the rabbit puppet leaning on her small waist, whose legs were being held down by her.

Then the remaining rabbit on the bear's shoulder fell off too.

"Ah! Big Rabbit agrees with me!"

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222 One Color Feather Never Gives Up ([-])

"Ah! Big Rabbit agrees with me!"

The skinny girl kicked her calves up and down like a girl having fun, and the white skin covering the hollows on the back of the knees in the direction of the joints was as thin and malleable as the fleshy membrane on the wings of a bat.

This layer of tender skin was stretched and then squeezed back together under the support of the tough tendons on both sides of the calf as the calf was raised and lowered.

If you put your lips on it and suck it gently, you will definitely suck this layer of white and tender skin full of elasticity between your lips and teeth.

It's like chewing the chicken skin when grilling.

But it's much softer than that.

Because it is zero maturity.

Probably due to lack of physical strength, Iroha's legs lost strength after kicking for a while.

The girl lying on the bed, who could only passively be manipulated by others, stretched out her cute thumb and slowly stroked the pages of the book.

"It's really just unrequited love..." The movement of lying on my stomach made me talk with a delicate nasal voice: "...Woo, people asked his name like that at that time, and he was about to cry, he Didn't tell me..."

The pages of the book being stroked under the thumb made a soft "squeaky" sound, like a breeze blowing leaves.

Not long ago, the girl's friends who were obsessed with Lord Dunzi got together to talk about buying novels written by Lord Dunzi's boyfriend.

Coincidentally, Iroha heard it like a jump/egg that was suddenly pressed by a switch, and her small body was shocked.

Iroha, who had seen the picture of Lord Dunko and his boyfriend in the amusement park that was circulated on the Internet, clearly knew that the boyfriend was the blond boy she had been looking for.

And now they want to buy his novel?

Doesn't that already know his identity? !

The thin girl excitedly ran over to inquire about it, and after learning about the ins and outs of "Jiao Mo Dao" and the autograph session, she ran to the bookstore to buy a novel as soon as school was over.

After returning home, Iroha, whose shirt was soaked in sweat, didn't bother to take a shower or change clothes, so she turned on her laptop and searched the Internet for relevant information about "Ye Jian Bo Dong".

Sweat trickled down the slender neck, letting the light blue bra show through the shirt on the chest and back, making the skirt stick to the straight thighs, and letting the soft fabric at the corner of the skirt completely stick to the rest of the body. Draws a clear outline on the underlying skin and hair.

If you wring out all the sweat stained in the clothes and skirts, flowing through the girl's fragrant body and rubbed against the delicate sweat glands, it can almost fill a small paper cup.