My love simulation with them

"No blocking."

Just a simple sentence rang in my ears.

She seemed to be under a spell sung by the wizard in "Harry Potter" and could no longer lift her palms.

There was no way to stop Nanxiang Shi's next move.

He forced the girl into a corner.

"So, now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, how should I punish the princess who is always jealous?"

He smiled and stretched out his hands, gently caressing the girl's delicate side face.

This was something he had wanted to do a long time ago.

The girl's upright and delicate face has a feeling that makes people want to do whatever they want on it.

However, Matsuzaka Satou hurriedly lowered his head and shrank his face back in embarrassment.

This is the action of someone touching your cheek directly with your palm.

It made her feel even more shy than if she took the initiative to lift up her skirt.

"Do not move."

Nanxiang Shi said softly.

Then he gently pushed aside the long pink hair that blocked her sight, and looked into her pink eyes that seemed to be filled with all kinds of emotions.

And her cherry pink lips seemed more moist than peach.

in the sun.

Everything about her looks so good.

"Does Matsuzaka-san like me?"

He asked as his forehead gently touched hers.

The girl's forehead felt a little hot.

The questions he asked when facing Nanxiang and his intimate behavior.

A girl suffering from emotional deficits is at a loss.

She could only lower her head and say "hmm" softly.

Do you like Nanxiang Shi?

In fact, she always had the answer in her heart.

That's definitely what I like.

She answered thus.

And raised his head, hoping to get a reply from Nanxiang Shi.

But she was disappointed.

The young man just smiled and said "Really?" and then there was no other sound.

It was as if he had taken the initiative just now.

The heartfelt exchanges just now were all false.

She gently turned her head and looked at Nanxiang with a hint of sadness in her eyes, which had always been submissive to him.

"Senior Nanxiang."

"Um?"

He turned his head strangely.

"The...answer..."

Matsuzaka Satou took the first step and spoke hesitantly.

This was the first time she summoned up courage to the young man in front of her.

However--

"Answer..."

The young man showed an expression that he had just come to realize, and then blinked at her: "How do you want me to reply to you, Sugar?"

"..." Matsuzaka Sugar.

This man in front of me.

It was really far more evil than she imagined.

She has obviously taken the initiative.

If love goes in both directions.

Then Matsuzaka Granose felt that he should have taken ninety-nine steps forward.

And Nanxiang only needed to take that single step.

But even so.

The other party also had no intention of actively expressing his feelings.

Instead, he allowed her to express her inner thoughts in a semi-forced and semi-guided manner.

Obviously I have worked so hard...

Can't you be more proactive?

The girl complained a little.

But after complaining, he cheered up again.

"Senior Nanxiang...you like me, right?"

When she said this, she grabbed Nan Xiangshi's sleeve.

Her face was flushed, and she expressed her love to the young man awkwardly.

There was even pleading in those pink eyes.

But--

"no."

His disavowal of her brave words.

This made Matsuzaka Granu look at him with moist eyes.

From birth to now.

This was the first time she felt like crying.

However.

Just when she was about to lose her soul.

The young man pinched her cheek: "I mean, it's not like, it's love."

The feeling of despair completely disappeared at this moment.

Matsuzaka Satou raised his eyes blankly.

I happened to catch the young man's gentle gaze.

Gazes warmer than the sunshine on the rooftop poured down.

It was like looking at her dry heart that no one had been able to touch for a long time.

When looking at Nanxiang like this.

Look at his bright red lips in the sun.

For the first time, the girl had an impulse.

She thought of love TV dramas where girls and boys talk to each other.

They lowered their heads to each other, lips touching each other.

At that time, Matsuzaka Granose didn't understand the significance of that kind of simple mucosal contact.

Why can the audience sing for joy or burst into tears just by seeing such a kiss scene?

But this time...

She seemed to understand the meaning of the act of 'kissing'.

She looked at the other person's lips and felt stunned.

It wasn't until Nanxiang Shi seemed to notice that he was looking over that he quickly retracted his gaze.

"It seems that our princess has other needs?"

Nan Xiang smiled.

However, this smile made her quickly lower her head.

Even though her long pink hair blocks her eyes.

She still felt embarrassed, but her fingers unconsciously touched her lips.

she was thinking.

If I kissed Nan Xiangshi...

What does it feel like.

This idea just comes up.

It began to take root in my mind.

And it is growing unscrupulously outward.

This made her inexplicably distressed.

He was obviously willing to use his body to seduce the other party before.

But it's time for a simple kiss.

She acted extremely shy and didn't know how to deal with it.

Maybe this is the girl's heart.

It’s hard to grasp.

Her heart was in turmoil.

At the same time, he raised his head, trying to use his eyes and gestures to hint at what Nan Xiang was thinking.

For her.

Just making these hints to Nanxiang Shi seemed to have used all his strength.

However, Nanxiang Shi seemed to have not seen it.

He kept talking to her about the interesting things that happened in the school club recently.

The calligraphy club ran out of ink, and the head of the judo club was found cheating on his girlfriend and died on the spot...

But now Matsuzaka Granu doesn't want to hear this at all.

She also didn't want to care about what happened to the head of the judo club who cheated on her.

The desire on her lips urged her on.

at last...

Matsuzaka Satou finally spoke stumblingly.

"Senior Nanxiang."

"Um?"

The young man turned his head strangely.

"Well...um...we should be lovers now, right?"

She asked uneasily and softly.