The mutual attraction of gravity and gravitation

Looking down at her expression, he said in a deep magnetic voice, "Did you kiss me because you like me?"

Nanase held her breath nervously, she subconsciously wanted to struggle but was pressed even harder by Nakahara Chuya, he laughed softly: "Still sticking out your tongue?"

Her body froze inch by inch, her face was instantly flushed red with embarrassment, as if her tongue had been eaten by a cat, she said in a panic, "Well, that was done by the irrational me..."

She couldn't help but shirk and find excuses. In fact, she herself didn't know whether she regained her rationality at the moment when she kissed Nakahara Chuya.

Unlike the rationality that fell into a deep sleep when it was taken away by the Witch of Dimension, the return of rationality was silent and even I couldn't feel it. The time of the transaction was indeed full for one month that day, but she didn't remember the more specific time.

"So you are not responsible now?" Nakahara Zhongya blocked her speechless.

She opened her mouth, faltering and saying: "Re-responsible?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she wanted to swallow them back as if she hadn't said anything.

Zhong Yuanzhong also snorted, with a half-smile: "That is to say, Master Zhenchun doesn't plan to be responsible for me, and plans to abandon me, a man who is a big sister?"

Nanase Zhenchun was angry and ashamed, and kicked him: "Chuya is the man! You are responsible for me!"

"Okay..." He replied simply, with a smile in his voice: "I am responsible for you."

She was dumbfounded, "You..."

The hands covering the eyes were moved away, and traces of light came in, and the eyes blinked a few times uncomfortably, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows, a rebellious and bright expression appeared in front of his eyes, full of smiles, and she blushed unconsciously Face looked away, afraid to look at him again.

The hand in the black glove fell on her chin, and Zhong Yuanzhong said unhurriedly: "Don't you want to kiss? Stick out your tongue."

The soft lips were pressed down, and the sticky and ambiguous breath staggered and scorched her mind. At some point, the loosened hand landed on Zhongyuan Zhongya's back, and wrinkled his sweater.

Yes, is she going to kiss?

She thought in a daze, the temperature of her body rose little by little, the ambiguous and warm breath surrounded her, and her breathing gradually became rapid.

The heartbeat is fast and loud. Is it hers?Or from Zhongye?

Sweeping her teeth, the soft meat in her mouth was slowly entangled, pulled back and forth, her breath was hot and moist, and even swallowing became difficult, and she whimpered.

"Are you afraid?" A low laugh rang in her ears, arousing her competitive spirit.

"Who, who is scared." She took a deep breath, trying to calm her breathing.

Looking at him with wet, stubborn and cute orange eyes, Nanase Zhenchun blushed guilty and said unconvinced: "Chuya doesn't know how to kiss at all."

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows and let go of the hand supporting her chin, and then lowered it to clasp her waist, taking it easy: "Master Zhenchun is amazing, then I'll wait for you to teach me how to kiss now."

"Me, me?" Nanase Masumi couldn't get off the tiger, her heart filled with nervousness and shame.

"Why—" The magnetic voice was deliberately prolonged, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also teased: "Master Zhenchun can't do it?"

"Who won't!" She bit the bullet, leaned forward and bit Nakahara Chuya's lips, tentatively licking the wet lips with the tip of her tongue.

Then, then what to do...

"Master Zhenchun doesn't stick out her tongue?" She smiled ambiguously, and looked at her deeply with blue eyes.

"A kiss is not a kiss if you don't stick out your tongue. Is this what Master Zhenchun said?"

The orange eyes widened in astonishment, and Nanase Masumi vaguely remembered that she had really said this.

When watching a pure love movie, I saw that the hero and heroine obviously like each other but they can't stay together.

"Understood, Zhong Ye is very wordy." She bit her lower lip and leaned forward again.

Do you stick out your tongue?Just stick out your tongue!

Grabbing Nakahara Nakaya's firm back with all his strength, he closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembling constantly, his heart beat wildly as if about to rush out of his heart, and as soon as the tip of his tongue licked his teeth, he was rolled by another tongue. She rubbed in a daze.

The hot breath was passed to each other, and the sweet and soft hum seemed to sweep to the apex of the heart, making it unbearable.

When the lips parted, Nanase Masumi still couldn't recover, her legs were weak and numb, leaning against Nakahara Chuya.

Her mind was in a mess, and she always felt that something was wrong, and looked at Zhongyuan Zhongye with moist eyes: "Zhongye, wait..."

"Thank you Master Zhenchun for your teaching..." A deep and sexy low laugh sounded in my ears, "I have learned it."

……

With Momoi Itsuki's recommendation, Nanase Masumi's application for joining the club was easily approved.

There are many members of the three armies, more than half of the more than 100 people in the Teiguang Basketball Club are members of the three armies, and there is only one manager in charge of the three armies, so the pressure and burden are not small.

But these are not difficult for Nanase Zhenchun. On the contrary, she gets started very quickly. She records data, counts the progress of members of the three armies, and is more powerful than those around her. The members who are expected to be promoted to the second army are quickly sorted out by her. .

Cleaning up the stadium is done by the staff of the finishing department in turn. The manager collects the sweat-soaked towels and puts them in the washing machine for cleaning and drying, and prepares tea for replenishing energy.

As the closest person to Nanase Masumi, Nakahara Chuya would wait outside the arena every day, and leave together after her work was over.

Smoking is not allowed in the school, and the students themselves are not allowed to smoke. Zhongyuan Middle School can only satisfy its hunger with a lollipop every day.

"Didn't Nanase tell Senpai Nakahara to come in and wait?" Momoi Wuyue couldn't help asking after visiting her a few times.

Every time she comes to the venue of the Three Armies, she can see Nakahara Chuya with a lollipop in her mouth, with her hands in her pockets and her back leaning against the wall, waiting for Nanase Zhenchun to come out, her face is full of boredom but she won't leave a step, as if she just shouts will appear in front of her immediately.

Tangerine eyes glanced outside the door, but she didn't see the figure of Chuya Zhongyuan, she responded in a low voice: "I asked him to come in."

Momoi Wuyue asked strangely: "Did Nanase-chan have a problem with Senior Nakahara?"

They seemed to have a good relationship before, why did they suddenly become unfamiliar and awkward?

But when they quarreled, they would go to and from school together every day, and whoever left school late would stay and wait for each other.

The same childhood sweetheart, she and Qingfeng Dahui are not so clingy, especially looking at their recent atmosphere, it seems a little ambiguous and tense?

Momoi Wuyue can be sure that they haven't dated yet on the day of the first practice match with Yang Kai.

But then she wasn't sure.

"No..." Nanase Masumi tugged at the end of her hair, and changed the topic a little uncomfortably: "Momoi-chan, this is the member who may be promoted this time."

She motioned Momoi Wuyue to look at the yellow-haired boy who was practicing layups on the court.

"Huh? Is he new to the club?" Momoi Wuyue was a little puzzled, she didn't seem to have seen him before.

Nanase Masumi nodded lightly, and tapped the pen tip on the writing board: "Kise Ryota, joined the club for a week and got in touch with basketball for a week. I have participated in many sports clubs before, but this is my first time playing basketball."

Orange eyes looked over, calm and unaffected by his handsome appearance: "He is very talented, and he will probably be promoted to the first army soon."

Momoi Wuyue asked in surprise, "Does Nanase-chan think so highly of him?"

Nanase Masumi has done an excellent job as a manager, and every time he is promoted, the members who are expected to be promoted can successfully pass the assessment and become members of the second army and the first army.

He gave them a lot of useful advice in formulating the training plan for the three armed forces, and he is also very accurate in seeing people. Even the current head of the basketball department, Shuzo Hongmura, said that the manager she recommended to the basketball department was very good, which made Momoi Mayzuki feel guilty. .

At first, she really just wanted to open a back door for her good friend.

"Well, he seems to be very good at imitating." Nanase Masumi glanced at the venue, lowered her eyes and wrote down a series of data.

Momoi Wuyue put her face on her face, thoughtfully: "If you are good at imitating, then you are just like Haizaki-kun?"

There are also members who are good at imitating other players' style of play in the main draft of the first army. If Ryota Kise is promoted to the first army, there may be some collisions in his style of play.

"Well, and they are both at the small forward position." In other words, if they want to compete for the starting position in the future, there will inevitably be conflicts.

"Did Nanase-chan watch Haizaki-kun's match?" asked Momoi, but Momoi Wuzuki was almost sure that Nanase Masumi had.

Although he is the manager of the three armies, in order to understand the strength of the second and first armies, Nanase Masumi watched all the official and informal basketball games, and saw the strength and average physical fitness of the first and second armies. .

It was also this clarity that allowed her to pass the assessment every time she submitted the promotion list.

After all, the number of places in the first army and the second army is limited, and if someone goes up, someone will come down. As the most famous club in Diguang, the Diguang basketball club adheres to the principle that strength comes first.

Knowing Momoi Wuyue's real problem, she raised her eyebrows lightly and said, "Huise's imitation is somewhat different, you will know when he is promoted to the first army."

Momoi Itsuki blinked suspiciously.

Here Ryota Kise finished a round of training, and waved to them on the sidelines: "San Nanase, can you pass me the towel?"

Nanase Masumi handed the writing board to Momoi Wuyue, and said calmly, "Help me get it."

She nodded in a daze, and saw Nanase Masumi take out a new towel from the pile of clean towels in the cart, and made a throwing action that made her familiar and frightened.

Nanase Masumi took a deep breath, her eyes froze, the towel was thrown out like a cannonball and slapped Kise Ryota's face hard, causing him to cover his face and squat down with a groan.

"Good job, Kise."

Momoi Wuyue was dumbfounded, no no no this is not a good catch!

The towel fell down to reveal Kise Ryo's handsome but red-stained face, he gasped in pain and complained: "Student Nanase, I still have a part-time job as a model on weekends, don't hit your face so hard."

Nanase Masumi smiled and took back the writing board, and said to Momoi Wuyue: "I didn't throw it away last time, and the towel fell before it reached Kise's hands. This time I used a little more force."

Sweeping his gaze across the three armies and secretly stopping, seeing Kise Ryota catch the towel and secretly empathizing with the exhausted members, Momoi Wuzuki suddenly understood why they all came to fetch it by themselves instead of asking Nanase Masumi to help pass the towel and water bottle.

Not everyone can handle her towel.

Ryota Kise is probably the only one who doesn't know the truth about Nanase Zhenchun, the most untouchable woman in Teiko Middle School who hides in the armed forces as a small manager, who will believe it?

Not to mention the three-year-old Nakahara Chuya outside the door, who single-handedly subdued all the gangsters in Teiko Middle School, sweeping away the bad atmosphere of gangsters fighting and extorting everywhere.

As long as he dared to pick up Nanase Zhenchun's towel every day, they respected him as a man.