Into the enchanting high school by mistake: training camp for handsome men

Chapter 179 Do you want to say: There is a feeling called jealousy [3]

"Then come here..." Fuyu Shangsen let go of his hand, and pulled away another bench beside him. The beautiful Danfeng eyes glanced over: "Sit down."

The smile that I tried to hide at the corner of my mouth froze in place. At this moment, I felt a feeling in the air called 'If you don't obey, you're going to die'. The last time I had this feeling was when I first saw Uemori At that time, there were cherry blossoms as companions, but this time it was a real tiger stool.

The footsteps hesitated for a long time, and I lifted and lowered... Under the sharp eyes of Uemori Fukao, I felt that I couldn't escape anything.

At this moment, I am like a flea standing on the edge of the frying pan. If I jump off, it will be a dead end. If I don’t jump, it will be a dead end. Fuka Kamimori’s staring eyes fell on me, and I felt like being poked by thorns. It hurts.

I stiffly raised my legs and sat down in front of the stool he pulled aside, and said, "That... senior... that Yin Yupei..."

Before I finished speaking, the door was opened with a 'click', completely covering up my voice.

The black-haired girl poked her head out with a sweet smile: "Fuka Kamimori, look, I found you again."

He frowned slightly, ignoring Yin Yuping who entered the door on his own, and turned his pretty eyebrows: "What did you just say?"

Word by word, clearly visible.

I just wanted to say: What is the relationship between that Yin Yuping and Uemori-senpai?
But now I am under the gaze of the black-haired girl and you are intimidating, I don’t know why, I can’t ask.

"No, it's nothing... I, I, I probably have something else to do, so let's take a step first, senior, let's talk to others..." I hurriedly stood up from the chair, almost touched the chair, and supported it with my hand. Stand firm, and then run out towards the outside with messy steps.

Even if Uemori Fuyu called 'Luo Xiaoyi' behind him, I just pretended I didn't hear it.

Because Yin Yuping's sweet and happy eyes, in my opinion, can only be almost suffocating.

The sound of the black custom-made leather shoes knocking on the corridor was very clear and loud. I felt that the whole person was caught in the cold knocking sound, and stopped involuntarily.

What is this sore feeling that makes it difficult to breathe... I am afraid that only I know.

That's jealousy, it's jealousy spreading all over my body, jealousy like a tide, Luo Xiaoyi, you are so selfish.

Jealousy seems to be telling me quietly that I only want Fushi Shangsen to look at me alone, and Fuyu Shangsen only wants to look at me as a girl. For the first time, I found out that the feeling of sharing would be so sad.

The tip of the nose is sore, but it will not shed tears. The petals of the cherry blossoms outside the window have fallen again. When will the next growth be? When will the white cherry blossoms turn pink, like when I first saw him, gentle and cold cold.

At this moment, Uemori Fuyu, who was watching the figure rush out, stood up, but was held down by Yin Yuping's hand.

The dark blue phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she stretched out her hand to slap Yin Yuping's slender palm away, leaving a red mark.

Yin Yupu pursed her cherry-like lips, and sat on a chair beside her dissatisfied: "Fuyu Kamisen, you are so strong, you never relax a little bit every time, look, you are red again, so you say this No one would want someone who doesn't understand style..."

He put away the black uniform on the back of the chair, glanced at her coldly, listened to what he was used to, then turned and walked away.

"You really got in the way."

(End of this chapter)