Kaori Iwai is indeed quite sarcastic.

The atmosphere has set off here.

She was still struggling with the self-destruction of the North Yuan Nanfeng and the logical issues.

"You are too awkward." Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little helpless.

"I'm the troublesome person."

Perhaps I heard the helplessness in the tone of Nanfeng Beiyuan.

Kaori Iwai's crying a little a little aggravated.

Kitahara Nanfeng sighed and continued, "...so you, it really meets my requirements perfectly. The more you do this, the more you meet my xp."

“…”

Kaori Iwai was stunned.

Beiyuan Nanfeng hugged her, suddenly turned over again, and then used his knees to stretch her together, soft and smooth, slender legs wrapped in black silk pantyhose.

Covered on her soft snow body.

The quilt was pulled down slightly.

Their heads were revealed.

Kaori Iwai, a literary girl, lying on the bed with messy hair, her face full of unfading pink, tears still remained at the corners of her eyes, and her cherry lips were moist and bright.

A pair of beautiful eyes wanted to see Beiyuan Nanfeng but didn't dare to look, so he dodged slightly.

I want to refuse and welcome.

Beiyuan Nanfeng stared at her beautiful and charming face, held her snow-white arms that were hanging down on her side with both hands, slowly lowered, and finally held her little hand hard, making the two of them clasp their fingers tightly.

Then, he raised his hands and looked at the literary girl with beautiful eyes under him, who seemed to be telling something, and gently kissed her forehead.

Kaori Iwai's delicate body immediately trembled slightly, and the white fingers that were tightly clasped with Kitahara Nanfeng's fingers suddenly exerted force, and the end of the jelly pink nails turned slightly white.

"There are not so many reasons, and logic cannot be smooth. I originally liked someone but was illogical... Do you like me?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng left her smooth forehead, moved slowly downward, and gently kissed her closed eyes.

"……Um."

Kaori Iwai felt the scorching breath of the Kitahara Nanfeng on his face, and as if he was stressed again, his delicate body tensed up violently.

"Then I like you too, why do you still have to be logical?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng continued to go down and kissed her face again, as gentle as a lover, extremely gentle: "And you just agreed to date me, right?"

Kaori Iwai tightened again and remained silent for a long time.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was not in a hurry and continued to go down. Instead of kissing her moist and soft cherry lips, he kissed her snow-white and slender neck.

"Um……"

Kaori Iwai was the most nervous this time, his delicate body became stiff in an instant, and his pink nails fell into the back of Kitahara Nanfeng's hand, and he made a "yes" to beg for mercy or express his approval.

But Kitahara Nanfeng when she admitted it.

Next.

Kaori Iwai's delicate body tensed from time to time.

But as the north Yuan south wind was stimulating again and again, just like a tight spring would loosen, she finally overcame this stress response.

...After about half an hour.

“…”

Beiyuan Nanfeng's lips were slightly red and swollen. He raised his head again and ended the kiss.

Kaori Iwai still closed her eyes, and her charming melon-shaped face still had an unfading pink. Her moist and bright cherry lips were also slightly red and swollen, which was seductive and charming.

It's been almost half an hour.

“…”

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her charming and beautiful melon-shaped face, smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

Kaori Iwai seemed to realize something and slowly opened his eyes.

Her already stunning and charming melon-shaped face, as she opened her eyes, instantly added a little intellectual and quiet atmosphere.

"...The bedside table over there, there are things I need. I'm about to graduate. I can have a baby openly in a few months. Please bear it a little."

Kaori Iwai's voice was as cold as ever, but was slightly hoarse.

But her voice combined with her dodging eyes made Beiyuan Nanfeng feel guilty inexplicably.

"What do you think of?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng took a deep saliva and sat up slowly.

His weight is a weight that life cannot bear for a weak literary girl.

Kaori Iwai, a girl who was breathing for two steps, had already been very good for half an hour.

The north and south winds can no longer be more promising.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. Today you have such a big mood swing. I'm going to do something really. If you are not by your side at night, you will definitely be thinking about it. Maybe you will regret it tomorrow. I don't want to do this."

"What do you do?"

Kaori Iwai pursed her lips, then sat up, lowered her head, and still covered her red face with her hair.

"I..."

Beiyuan Nanfeng reached out and pressed the girl with her plump legs wrapped in black stockings with faint flesh color, and then slowly went down.

Kaori Iwai lowered his head tightly and obediently stretched out his black silk jade legs.

Beiyuan Nanfeng's hand went down, reaching her delicate ankles with flesh-colored color. Then she stretched out her hands and held her delicate and beautiful little jade feet, which were also wrapped in the tempting black silk, and gently lifted them up.

Kaori Iwai's slender and well-proportioned legs subconsciously gathered together and tightened their delicate body trembled slightly.

"Xuan."

The north wind slowly raised his head.

Kaori Iwai didn't speak.

...

Time flies.

It was past three o'clock in the afternoon.

Kitahara Nanfeng squatted at the end of the bed, gently grasped Kaori Iwai's calves wrapped in smooth black stockings, raised her little leather shoes with her other hand, and helped her put on the shoes again.

Kaori Iwai's round thighs naturally hang down. Although they are still a little tight, they are almost negligible.

"alright."

Nanfeng Beiyuan clapped his hands, stood up, and reached out to her.

Kaori Iwai raised his hand slightly and placed it on the palm of Kitahara Nanfeng's hand.

Beiyuan Nanfeng pulled her up.

Kaori Iwai lowered his head, his face still red and hot.

"Why are you still so popular? If you stay with me in this state, will you burn?"

Beiyuan Nanfang looked at her beautiful face and teased her.

Kaori Iwai slowly raised his head and glared gently at Nanfeng, Kitahara.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the literary girl who was dressed neatly again and put her eyes on again, and smiled and said, "Okay, it seems that I'm blamed me, but you didn't refuse either. Didn't your girlfriend accept that I can continue?"

"……nausea."

Kaori Iwai pursed her lips, turned her head and cursed. But on the other side, she stuffed her slender and white fingers into the gap between Kitahara Nanfeng's fingers...

"Um."

Beiyuan Nanfeng held her little hand tightly, smiled, and took her out of the hotel room: "You can scold me, but don't think about it at night. If you really have nothing to do, you can send me a message and chat with me. Don't regret it tomorrow, but don't worry about this matter anymore."

"... Then will you suddenly say that you end your relationship and leave me behind?"

Kaori Iwai was silent for a moment, looked at the hands that were holding each other, and slightly accelerated his pace, walking side by side with Kitahara Nanfeng.

The two of them held hands, as if... no, they were already lovers.

Beiyuan Nanfeng turned his head and looked at the literary girl, shook his head: "No, unless you don't like me, you want to break up with me."

Kaori Iwai was silent for a while and asked very quietly: "...what if I don't break up?"
Chapter completed!