"It's just a name."

Kitahara Nanfeng wrapped his slender waist around Natsume Mio and tried to convince her.

"No." Natsume Mio grabbed his shoulder and refused.

"Why?"

"Your name is too difficult to pronounce, and my brother married with his aunt and became the choice after drinking blood. He was my brother. Why should I call you your name? You can call me your elder brother or a more intimate name, but I won't call you."

Natsume Mio looked at the south wind of Kitahara and was full of words.

Because the two are very close.

As she spoke and exhaled, the fragrance of orchids came.

But Beiyuan Nanfeng didn't have the heart to feel it.

He was a single dog in his previous life and had never tried pursuing a girl... He was depressed at this time.

“Hey…”

It's really hard to chase girls.

Even Mio, who feels very close, feels difficult to chase.

Can you just say that it is worthy of being JK?

"Let me go, Brother Bagayi."

Natsume Mio's jade feet wrapped in pantyhose gently stepped on Kitahara Nanfeng again. She turned her head, looked at the other side, and whispered: "It's so hot to lean on it like this... In addition, you ran away yesterday and the judo practice was broken. I'll change the socks and continue practicing after drinking a sip of water. Then you can hold it as you like."

“Judo practice.”

Beiyuan Nanfeng sighed, hugged Xu Tuzhi's thoughts, and slowly let her go.

Natsume Mio quickly took a step back and left the somewhat stuffy embrace of Kitahara Nanfeng.

She patted the hem of the skirt, looked up at Kitanhara Nanfeng again, and suddenly said, "By the way, brother Yi... I can't teach me judo sleeping skills in a while."

Beiyuan Nanfeng subconsciously asked, "Why?"

Mio Natsume whispered: "Because I think my brother has overheated hormones now. He obviously wouldn't have done this before, because he suddenly asked me to call me a name."

Beiyuan Nanfeng said directly: "This is not a hormone surplus, it is because I thought that if you get married, you will be very unhappy."

“… Then why did you think of this?”

"I don't know why, but I suddenly thought last night that our parents remarried, and I had nothing to do with you. But then I asked me to bless you, and I felt very unhappy."

Natsume Mio hesitated for a while and asked in a low voice: "... possessive?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng nodded: "It can be said that."

“…Sister Control?”

"It can be said the same."

"Abnormal!" Natsume Mio took a step forward, raised her black stockings and kicked Kitahara Nanfeng's calf, glaring at him.

Beiyuan Nanfeng: "...No, this is a bit too much."

Natsume Mio glared at him: "…perverted."

"..." Beiyuan Nanfeng also stared at her.

The two looked at each other.

After a while.

The two suddenly laughed together.

“…I’m going in, I’m going to change my clothes.”

Natsume Mio turned around leisurely with her hands on her back and walked into the house.

Steps are light.

It seems quite happy.

The Nanfeng Kitahara, who always felt that he had a few more perverted names, smiled, followed her, and stepped onto the entrance stairs.

"It can only reach this level, brother-in-law."

Natsume Mio turned her back to Kitanhara Nanfeng and whispered: "Whether possessive or sister-controlled, or I won't get married."

Beiyuan Nanfeng teased: "I always feel much more at ease."

"…only once." Mio Natsume slowly slowed down and suddenly said.

"Um?"

Natsume Mio suddenly turned around and faced Kitahara Nanfeng. She took a step forward and took the initiative to hold onto Kitahara Nanfeng's waist, slowly raised her head and looked at his face.

"I'm going to change my pantyhose, do you want to pinch it... Nanfengjun."

"...I really think I'm perverted." Nanfeng Beiyuan raised his hand, held her hot and soft face, and pursed his lips.

"Isn't it?" Natsume Mio raised her small and delicate jade feet and stepped on the instep of Kitahara Nanfeng's feet.

"Why..."

"No... OK, it doesn't matter. After the perspective experience is over, I'm going to change my clothes, Brother Bagayi."

Natsume Mio let go of Kitahara Nanfeng's waist, as if he knew what he was going to say. After interrupting him, he turned around and ran away with a little smirk.

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

A woman's heart is really unpredictable...

Anyway, he doesn't understand.

Actually, let’s not talk about him.

Even the person involved, Mio Natsume, didn't understand her heart very well.

After rushing back to the room.

She immediately threw herself on the bed and buried her hot face in the quilt.

She didn't know what she was doing either.

It feels so stupid...

...

Natsume Mio walked into the room.

Stayed for about half an hour.

Just walked out.

She had changed her pantyhose and skirt, and put on hot pants and T-shirts she wore at home, and her expression was no longer unusual.

"Do you want something to drink? Brother Yi."

Natsume Mio looked at Kitahara Nanfeng sitting on the sofa, and before setting out to the main hall of the shrine, he looked at the kitchen and asked.

Beiyuan Nanfeng glanced at her, and didn't say much, but simply replied: "Maicha."

"good."

Natsume Mio nodded and walked towards the kitchen.

But in a while.

"Hey..." Mio Natsume's voice came from the kitchen.

Beiyuan Nanfeng took a look.

No words.

It was not until Mio Natsume walked up to her with a strange expression on her face, Kitahara Nanfeng asked, "What's wrong?"

Natsume Mio poured a cup of wheat tea for Kitahara Nanfeng, and said with a strange look: "Have you ever been to the kitchen? Well... have you eaten cakes?"

"No." Beiyuan Nanfeng took the maicha and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

"The cake is gone, including the mango cake I hide in the innermost..."

Kitahara Nanfeng smiled and said, "You ate it yourself and then forget it."

"No." Mio Natsume shook her head, "I remember this very clearly, and I was afraid that I could not help but eat it, so I hid it... Brother Yi, have you forgotten that there is still a 'person' in the family."

"People? Where do people come from..."

Beiyuan Nanfeng subconsciously wanted to refute, but as soon as he said it, he remembered it.

He frowned and said, "Are you talking about that god? No..."

Natsume Mio was a little amused and laughed: "There is only her. She really likes to eat sweets. When she first met, she had to eat cakes. This has been confirmed.

And don’t forget, brother-in-law, one of the settings you casually said is that she likes to eat sweets.”

"So you mean, gods steal cakes?"
To be continued...