Morning.

hotel.

A faint sense of oppression.

It makes people unable to breathe.

Beiyuan Nanfeng's breathing was blocked and he suddenly opened his eyes.

Then at first glance, Yui Miyata knelt on her chest.

Although she is a small one.

But it weighs dozens of pounds and has been pressing on her chest. I don’t know how long it has been. Now, Beiyuan Nanfeng has not suffocated and has to thank her for not killing her.

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at Miyata Yui.

Yui Miyata separated her long white legs and sat on Kitahara Nanfeng's chest. When she saw him wake up, she immediately smiled brightly.

Kitahara Nanfeng sighed and asked expressionlessly: "What are you doing?"

Yui Miyata picked up his phone and the screen faced Nihara Natsuki.

"get up."

Beiyuan Nanfeng stared at her: "You just called people up like this?"

Yui Miyata tilted her head, showed a puzzled expression, and then lowered her head and quickly wrote a line of words.

"What about that?"

“…”

Beiyuan Nanfeng faced her innocent eyes, but in the end he could not say such excessive words, "If you wake up like this, you will be called a soul later."

Um.

Anyway, she will only call herself.

I can still withstand it.

"It's okay, you're doing a good job."

Beiyuan Nanfeng responded to the girl on his chest.

Then he looked away from the screen of the phone and took a look left and right.

Natsume Mio is not here.

And there was a slight sound of water drizzling from the bathroom.

"Have Mio gone to take a shower?"

Kitahara Nanfeng held Miyata Yui's snow-white thighs and asked, slowly sat up and lifted her up on the bed.

Yui Miyata slid all the way from his chest, and finally fell down and fell gently on the bed.

She struggled to get up, and then sat on the bed very girlishly in a duck-sitting position.

Very cute.

"Um."

After falling, she seemed to think it was too troublesome to type, so she nodded and said nodded.

Then, she turned her head and turned her back to Beiyuan Nanfeng.

"What are you doing?" Nanfeng Beiyuan thought she was angry.

But that's not the case.

Yui Miyata turned his head and handed him two rubber bands: "Hair."

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at his eyelid band: "How could I tick it?"

“Try it.”

“…”

Beiyuan Nanfeng could only take the rubber band, gather her hair, and then divide her soft long hair into two bunches...

But he was unfamiliar with his actions and was very unreliable at first glance.

But Yui Miyata doesn't care if she can't see it.

"south wind."

"Yes." Beiyuan Nanfeng held her soft long hair, and was in a dilemma at this moment, and he replied absent-mindedly.

"I want to be sober." Yui Miyata leaned back and leaned halfway into Kitahara Nanfeng's arms, stretched out her snow-white neck, and looked at Kitahara Nanfeng's face.

"You will see it in a while. Be careful, don't want your neck anymore? And don't you really treat me as an outsider? Bra saw it."

“…”

Yui Miyata immediately straightened up and smirked, his ears slightly red, as if he was a little embarrassed.

Nanfeng Kitahara sat on the bed and continued to make things difficult for her long hair.

Yui Miyata sat upright, gently pinched his round thighs with his right hand, and was silent for a while, then suddenly said:

"Nanfeng. If Xun had slept with me, would you sleep with us last night?"

“…?”

Kitahara Nanfeng slowly raised a question mark, and then said laughing and crying: "If you don't want to be said by Kaori Iwai, I advise you to give up this nonsensical idea."

"...hehe." Yui Miyata turned her back to her and smiled foolishly.

"Brother Yee...what are you doing?"

At this time.

Natsume Mio's voice suddenly rang.

She stood behind Beiyuan Nanfeng, a little confused.

Kitahara Nanfeng looked back and then immediately climbed out of bed, grabbed her wrist, and pointed his other hand at Yui Miyata who was sitting: "I won't help her tie her hair."

“…”

Natsume Mio looked at Kitahara Nanfeng and caught off guard, but after hesitating for a while, she sat sideways on the edge of the bed, helping Miyata Yui get long hair.

This scene.

Surprisingly, quite harmonious.

...

Natsume Mio helped Miyata Yui tie her hair.

The three of them had breakfast in the hotel together and went out to Enoshima.

Enoshima is not far from the hotel.

Walk about a few hundred meters, then cross the sandy bridge connecting the island and land, known as the "Golden Line", and you can climb the island.

Apart from this narrow bridge, the other side of the island is surrounded by the sea, and there is no other way out except by boat.

Take the two girls on the 'golden line'.

The vision suddenly opened up.

The scenery is really good.

On both sides are endless seas, and in front are isolated islands floating on the sea.

There is also a small port on the right side of the isolated island, with many sightseeing boats docked.

There are all scenery and popularity.

If I hadn't suddenly seen someone I didn't want to see.

Beiyuan Nanfeng will be in a good mood.

Unfortunately... there is no if.

Sumiko Nichi is leaning against the bridge fence, wearing a white T-shirt on the upper body and a simple and loose blue jeans on the lower body. However, the looser jeans can outline the slenderness of her slim waist and the attractive curve of her buttocks. After all, she is a comfortable body...

The north and south wind slowly stopped.

At the same time.

Sumiko Nichi, who was watching the scenery, also noticed him, turned his head and raised his baseball cap.

Kitahara Nanfeng sighed and asked helplessly: "Is there anything wrong?"

"I'll find you to go back and join the company, and I'll fight you. The original purpose was this. But after I came to Enoshima, I'll take a walk for a while."

As Shikai Sumiko said, she clenched her fist with her right hand and gently hit the palm of her left hand.

It fully explains what it means to be 'ready'.

Kitahara Nanfeng's eyes signaled Natsume Mio and Miyata Yui behind him to rest as he was calm, then looked at Sumiko Shikai again and said without hesitation: "I said I've resigned, and you're sick and you're still fighting. Didn't you see me bringing people to play?"
To be continued...