Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 235 Practice (2)

I took a shower and dried my hair.

Natsume Zehei glanced at himself in the mirror and patted his face.

Loose and clean white pajamas, the waist is bound by a light blue ribbon, and the black hair is neat and orderly, with a little luster.

Because he had just taken a shower, his face was rosy and pale, and he had a unique charm.

It was [-]:[-] in the evening, it was completely dark, only a few street lamps were still on tirelessly.

He pushed the door open, and the rain outside hadn't stopped, and the riverside beside the villa was dotted with fine ripples.

Walking along the corridor, feeling the rain from the evening wind, Natsume Zehei felt a little comfortable.

In front of the living room, Natsume Zehei stopped and looked at the maid next to him.

"Where's Hui?"

The maid stared at him in a daze, unable to react for a while.

"."

"Ah, I'm sorry!" After reacting, the young lady in the maid outfit blushed and said, "Miss is still taking a bath, she just asked me to take you to the dance studio."

"Excuse me." Natsume Zehei didn't care.

Glancing at the progress of the strategy, he found that there were many names, which gave him a headache.

This passivity is trickier than I imagined.

What if someone is fascinated by him in the future and will die or die.

Since there was no answer, Natsume had to leave the question aside for the time being.

Following the maid, her skirt covering her thighs was either blown up by the wind, or swayed by her own movements.The white skirt kept rippling, and the curve was exceptionally beautiful, but unfortunately no matter how much it swayed, the skirt that was as long as the calf would not be lifted.

It's even more impossible to get rid of it.

Natsume Zehei followed behind with erratic eyes, thinking that the hem of the skirt is too long, which is an insult to elegance.

Looking for a chance, he must order a super pornographic maid outfit for the minister. Or the one without safety pants.

A few minutes later, the maid stopped in front of a door and turned sideways to let Natsume Zehei in.

The lights in the room were still off, and it was pitch black.

Turn on the lights and walk in, the space is very spacious.

After walking a few steps, Natsume smelled a faint smell of solid brown wood.

After turning around, there is a large mirror in the room, which can reflect the whole body.

After taking a few glances in the mirror, Natsume Zehei withdrew his gaze and looked at the maid again.

"Please wait a moment." The maid said softly.

"I know." Natsume Zeping found a chair and sat down, took out his mobile phone and checked the latest news.

Not long after, there were footsteps outside the door, and then someone pushed the door open and walked in.

Natsume Zehei cast his gaze and found a female monster with long legs and thin waist.

Yu Gonghui tied her hair into a ball and sat high on the top of her hair. She was wearing a tight white exercise suit, with a full chest and slender legs.

Natsume Zeping dared to swear with one day's lifespan that she must have been a spider spirit in her previous life.

Otherwise, why is it so attractive!

"Minister, I'm applying to come over for training tomorrow."

"."

Although it was expressed in a sincere tone, it was still unavoidable to be despised by Megumin Amamiya.

She took a step back and cast a disgusted look: "Just practice for one day."

"Is such a little time really enough? To be honest, although I believe in the minister's ability, only a few hours is really too short."

Yu Gonghui ignored him and turned on all the lights in the dance room.

Natsume Zehei closed his eyes a little afraid of light, and when he returned to his senses, Amamiya Hui had already called a few maids, and they also changed into practice clothes.

"Damn it." Natsume Zehei, who didn't know who to look at for a while, stared at Amemiya Hui with determination.

Down along the snow-white neck, there are clear lines and undulating peaks, and then down.
"Want to go swimming?" Yu Gonghui said slowly.

"...I don't have this idea at the moment." Natsume Zehei calmed down.

He had to admit that the body's hormones had caused irreversible damage to his brain.

You know, before my body gets better, I don't have such worldly desires!

Putting the messy thoughts behind, Natsume Zehei said enthusiastically:

"Does the minister need music, I can beat the time for you."

"No need." After Yu Gonghui finished speaking, she asked the maid to take out the 3D stereo from the corner room.

"What a pity." Natsume Zeping was not without regrets.

In the following time, he also gradually remembered what he did here tonight, so he turned on his phone to review the video.

While he was watching the video, Megumi Amamiya warmed up next to the bar, stretching her beautiful waist.

Lower your waist, train your legs, relax.
Natsume Zehei's eyes were gradually attracted by the figure of Amemiya Megumi.

After warming up, a drop of water appeared on the minister's forehead, sliding down his delicate cheeks little by little.

Natsume Zehei handed over a tissue, but she hesitated to take it.

"I haven't exercised for a long time, and my physical strength is a bit weak."

"Really, I think the minister has good physical strength."

"How long have you been watching?"

"from start to finish."

"Go and stand outside the door." Yu Gonghui said angrily.

"Yes!" Natsume Zeping saluted and walked out the door.

"Wait—" She called Natsume again.

"Forget it, let's start training."

"I'm looking forward to it." Natsume Zehei sat down in the corner, next to the camera, and his extremely pious eyes were more focused than the camera.

"." Yu Gonghui hesitated for a while, sighed heavily, but still didn't drive him out.

After a while, brisk music played, flowing like rain in the room, and swans danced in graceful and moving postures.

Among the swans, there is the most beautiful girl, swinging her tender waist, kicking and spinning, full of rhythm.

Yu Gonghui's posture is agile, every step is like the result of exquisite calculations, her snow-white toes rub against the ground, her movements are light and sensitive, like an angel hiding in the light and shadow.

When the sound of the music gradually subsided, her movements slowed down, until finally, she saluted gracefully.

"Huh" Amamiya Kei gasped, a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, Natsume Zehei walked over thoughtfully, and handed over the tissue again.

She took it and stood where she was for a short rest.

Natsume Zehei held the video camera and was replaying next to him, talking in a low voice.

After discussing with Natsume Zehei for a while, Megumi Amamiya found some flaws and decided to do it again several times.

This night was more lively than Natsume had imagined. It had nothing to do with the noise of the rain, but the beautiful figure in front of her, blooming only in front of herself.

Although there are other maids, what does it matter?

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Yu Gonghui stopped, and a tired look appeared on his face.

She asked all the maids to go back to rest, and walked in the direction of Natsume by herself.

Sitting next to him, one meter apart, Yu Gonghui took a bottle of water from the ground and took a big gulp.

Sweat soaked her white exercise clothes, and looking up through the light-transmitting clothes, the delicate collarbone was looming.

Shaoqing, Natsume Zehei withdrew his gaze, and moved his gaze to the camera.

"Oops. It's dangerous."

Because he didn't want to swim, he temporarily suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

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