August 27.

There are three days left before the start of school on September 1.

Early in the morning.

When Beiyuan Nanfeng woke up, the first thing he saw was the ceiling that he had already felt familiar after these two days.

Staring at the ceiling for a while.

Beiyuan Nanfeng slowly turned his head and looked at his side again.

Natsume Mio lay in his arms, with a round and plump snow-greasy thigh on his legs, and he fell asleep quietly.

The girl's skin is delicate and fair, and she is as moist as milk fat. Under the dawn, it is very dazzling.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the other side of himself again.

Sure enough, no one was there.

Just like what happened last night was a dream.

However, Nanfeng Kitahara has always been confident in his memory, and soon he came to the conclusion that last night was not a dream, but Mika hid it.

...Or it might be that Mio was hidden by her.

Although this is unlikely, the girl who claims to be Mijia should know her personality very well.

But what if?

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at Mio who was quiet in his arms, and after convinced himself like this, he slowly raised his hand.

He stretched out his hand and gently kneaded Mio's soft cheeks. At the same time, he gently touched her shiny cherry lips with his thumb, and then followed her cheeks, snow neck, and delicate collarbone and began to go down.

Along the way.

Pass the hurdles and kill the generals.

finally.

Kitahara Nanfeng's hand fell on Mio's elastic white thighs. He held her delicate and smooth pink legs and pulled them up, while leaning forward by himself.

He just wore a bathrobe.

And Mio... is actually not at all prepared.

Mio's white calves that he held suddenly stretched straight.

It seems to be awake.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her.

Natsume Mio's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her beautiful face was filled with a flush that could not be dissolved. She pursed her cherry lips and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing? Brother Yi."

"...Confirm your identity, do you believe me if I say this?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng was serious and leaned forward.

"Um... it was only morning... idiot, can I beat you up?" Natsume Mio grabbed Kitahara Nanfeng's shoulder with a strong force, her face was hot, with a hint of pain.

"Yes, it doesn't hurt anyway, so can I continue to confirm your identity?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng agreed very readily.

He lifted her plump and white thighs up again, preventing her from retreating.

"Wait...I'll take back what I just said."

Natsume Mio regretted it instantly, shook her thighs that were pinched by Kitahara Nanfeng in a hurry, and struggled gently.

"Can you still regret it?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng glared at her.

"Recall...at least wait."

Natsume Mio let go of his shoulders, leaned forward, and opened her hands to look like she wanted to hug her.

All right.

It can indeed be recovered.

Seeing her movements, Beiyuan Nanfeng let go of her thighs and turned slightly.

Natsume Mio blushed, her hands passed through Kitahara Nanfeng's armpits and hugged him hard.

Confirmed.

It's Mio.

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled.

"Brother of righteousness...will you not leave today?"

Natsume Mio rubbed Kitahara Nanfeng's chest and asked in a low voice.

"Late."

Beiyuan Nanfeng hugged her tightly, suppressed her, and replied: "Anyway, the matter was over yesterday. It should be enough to show her face a little today. By the way, we will go home tomorrow."

"……real?"

Natsume Mio raised her head, but because of her height, she could only see Kitahara Nanfeng's chin.

really.

Shiori didn't talk nonsense.

Mio really wants to go back too.

"Yeah, school is about to start, right?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng hugged her and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, school is about to start." Mio Natsume said with longing.

"Do you miss home?"

"A little... I've been running around these two months. Although I'm very happy, I've been staying at home for too short, and the house will definitely be covered in dust. Then the time will be cleaned up."

Natsume Mio adjusted her posture and whispered: "Brother Yoshi-kyo can't run away then."

"When did I run?"

"You held me and didn't let me clean the last time you cleaned it, which was also an obstacle to me."

"...then this time, it will probably take more time to clean it."

Beiyuan Nanfeng thought for a moment and said something.

Natsume Mio raised her head, her expression slightly subtle: "Why do I think... Brother Yi means something?"

Kitahara Nanfeng couldn't help laughing: "Your feeling is very sharp."

“…”

Natsume Mio was slightly stunned, then her face became hotter and she raised her pink fist and began to hit Kitahara Nanfeng's shoulder.

Beiyuan Nanfeng endured it for a while, and as her movements became more and more intense, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to fight back.

He suddenly sat up.

Mio Natsume was stunned and her eyes dodged: "It's clear that she's going to wait a moment."

Beiyuan Nanfeng ignored her and directly grabbed her snow-white and tender long legs and hugged them in his arms.

The atmosphere became charming again.

at last

The two didn't have breakfast.

...

After a little warm-hearted relationship with Mio for a while, she promised that she would come back soon.

Beiyuan Nanfeng left the hotel.

He wanted to go to the Metropolitan Police Department again to see how the matter was handled last night, and to tell the news that he was going to go back to Kanagawa.

Natsume Mio bid farewell to Kitahara Nanfeng at the door, then looked around and sat on the entrance.

“…”

Shiori slowly emerged from the shadows and confirmed that Kitahara Nanfeng had left, she sat quietly beside Mio Natsume with her hands and feet.

"Shimai."

Natsume Mio held her knees, suddenly turned her head and called her.

"Hmm?" Shiori learned from Mio, and also sat with her knees.

"What happened yesterday? Why is the righteous brother covered in blood..."

Mio Natsume pursed her lips: "I was only concerned about myself at that time and completely forgot about this matter. My brother Yi didn't want to say it later."
To be continued...