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With unyielding perseverance, he stubbornly resisted Qiu Yuecheng's continuous offensive.

The time changed from morning to noon.

In the afternoon, Qing Shan returned to the rehearsal venue.

"It's all your fault!" Qing Shan looked at Qiu Yuecheng resentfully.

If it wasn't for this guy, I should have been on time for my appointment in the morning.

Afterwards, I had to ask my instructor for leave because I was not feeling well.

In just one day, Qing Shan, who never lied, had already lied twice.

"But then it was you Qingshan..."

"No, don't say it!" Qingshan said immediately: "Anyway, anyway, the relationship between us, no, don't say it!"

"It's okay if I..." Qiu Yuecheng showed an ambiguous smile.

"At, at that time, you can just call me." Qingshan's voice was as soft as a mosquito, "No, but at most once a day! And, and you are not allowed to disturb me when I am going to school or working !"

"Isn't it okay when you're working part-time?" Qiu Yuecheng asked curiously, "I can pay you a salary, and it's double the salary."

"Of course not, what am I then!" Qing Shan said dissatisfied.

To do something like that voluntarily is out of emotion.

But if you pay, it can only be regarded as a pure transaction relationship.

"So I can whoring for nothing?" Qiu Yuecheng's eyes lit up.

"Anyways, that's the way it is anyway, and in the future, don't go looking for other girls!"

"No problem, I won't look for it, but if the girl comes to the door by herself, I won't be so polite."

"Scum! Big pervert! Bastard who only knows H!" Qingshan thought about all the words he knew, but finally sighed.

Give up continuing to force Qiu Yuecheng to do the impossible.

Even if he put in so much effort, he still didn't satisfy this guy.

Qingshan suspected that before the other party collapsed from exhaustion, he might really be ruined by the game.

Therefore, Qingshan didn't want to manage too much.

As long as your friends don't get hurt, that's fine.

"By the way, Qingshan, you look really good in stockings." Qiu Yuecheng praised the sheer stockings reflecting light under the skirt.

"...Also, it's not what you asked for. You ruined me and my clothes before." Qingshan couldn't help but folded his legs.

As if in this way, Qiu Yuecheng's aggressive gaze could be concealed.

Silk stockings are a spare in the suite, otherwise Qingshan can only make do with it.

"Then how about wearing stockings when we meet in the future? Well, for Aoyama, black is the best."

"I, I don't, I won't listen to you!"

After seeing the figure standing not far away, Qingshan said quickly: "I have to go to the mentor's side."

Qingshan didn't want anyone to know about the relationship between them.

"Well, I need you." Qiu Yuecheng nodded and said.

As Abe Seimei's birthday celebration, there is not only one stage set up on the huge venue.

And it is not concentrated on the same venue.

After all, the Abe family is an existence that has been passed down for thousands of years, especially it is quite special.

Therefore, even if its prestige and reputation do not need to be spoken by the other party in person, there are countless people rushing to add to the icing on the cake.

Just like Yuan Taihu before.

Under this purposely created scene, the atmosphere presented is already the same as those grand celebrations, and may even be even better.

"Hey, Qingshan, you look a little different today?"

The person who brought Aoyama Nanami here is a tutor from Tokyo University of the Arts. He is about 30 years old. The exquisite skirt and a pair of thin-rimmed glasses frames make the whole person look quite fashionable.

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"Hey, is there?" Aoyama touched his cheek.

Can clearly feel the smooth touch.

And what made Qingshan feel strange was that she originally thought that she might not be able to get out of bed today, after all, after such a fierce battle, it must have put a great burden on her body.

But the facts didn't have any effect, Qing Shan even felt his body lighten up a few points.

"Well, that would be even better!" The fashionable instructor nodded, and the legs wrapped in a pair of purple stockings under the skirt moved slightly, "And your pair of stockings have a strong sense of presence, and they will highlight you from the side temperament. When visiting, I think I won’t be compared to other people’s aura.”

"Yes, is that so?" Qing Shan looked at his mentor's purple stockings, and then looked at himself again.