Top Students Don't Need Superpowers

"Snapped."

Xiaomeilang Aicheng snatched it away, her face flushed slightly, and she glared over, "What are you trying?"

"Don't try to use it to do bad things."

"I confiscated it!"

Chapter 384 Little Knight Ai Chengjiang

The props were forcibly confiscated by the little devil senior, Naoki Asakawa had no choice but to look for the props by himself, and finally found a pair of rubber gloves in the kitchen.

"I started."

Naoki Asakawa took a breath, walked to the box, and opened it.

"Whoosh-"

The cardboard box was opened, and a black shadow sprang out quickly, fleeing in the direction of Xiaomeilang Aicheng in a panic.

"Wow!" Ai Cheng, who had just calmed down, screamed, "Damn rodent, don't come near me!"

Some people freeze up and freeze their hands and feet when they are startled, while others respond with super-long responses.

The little devil-senpai is undoubtedly the latter.

Frightened by the rodents, he yelled and saw that there was no way to hide, so he jumped directly on Naoki Asakawa's back, with his legs wrapped around Naoki Asakawa's waist.

Naoki Asakawa never expected that the first intimate contact with the little devil-senpai would be achieved under such circumstances.

If I could do it all over again, I would definitely dodge just now!

"Let go quickly." Asakawa Naoki slapped the slender arms that strangled his neck, and said with black lines all over his face, "I'm going to be out of breath."

"Hate, hate, hate! Junior, hurry up and drive away the rodents!"

Needless to say, that mouse has already disappeared without a trace. On the contrary, if you don't go down, you will become a murderer!

"Come down."

Asakawa Naoki stretched his hand backwards, ready to take off the senior from his back, when his fingertips suddenly felt a touch of warmth and puffiness.

what?

Subconsciously pinched his right hand, and an indescribable upturn and tenderness immediately passed along the fingertips to his mind.

"..."

The air suddenly quieted down.

Mizumi Asumi, who was on Asakawa's back, froze, her breath blew past Asakawa Naoki's ears, like the cold wind from the Nine Nether Lands, with the breath of freezing everything, said faintly:

"Xue~bro~jun, how do you want to die?"

Asakawa Naoki let go of his right hand silently, and sincerely apologized: "Sorry, I made a mistake."

Xiaomeilang Aicheng ignored it and continued to smile:

"Intravenous injection, or as a specimen, you choose one."

"Is there a difference between the two?" Asakawa Naoki couldn't help but complain, "No matter which one you choose, you will die!"

"Of course." Xiao Milang Aisumi jumped off Asakawa's back, stretched her hands behind her back, covered her little butt, her little face was as red as magma in a crater, and gritted her teeth, "You can inject yourself in the front, and you can inject it in the back. Just let me make you a specimen!"

"I want to appeal." Naoki Asakawa raised his right hand, "I'm not guilty of death."

It's just touching your butt. This kind of physical contact happens every day on trams and subways. If it is a death sentence, men in the world can only see it in zoos!

"The right to appeal is deprived and the original judgment is upheld."

"..."

Asakawa Naoki was about to complain, when he suddenly felt someone looking at him with fanatical eyes.

Turning her head to look, the girl with glasses hugged the drawing board at some point, giggling, holding a pencil and waving it quickly on the drawing board.

"No, don't stop." The glasses girl blushed, "You two, please continue."

Continue your sister!How could it be possible to continue the conversation just now in front of strangers!

"What are you drawing?" Xiaomeilang Aicheng stretched out her hand and pulled down the skirt of the maid's outfit, and couldn't help asking.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I've been forgetting to introduce myself..." The obviously dumb glasses girl pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, "I'm actually a cartoonist, you two gave me a lot of inspiration just now, thank you very much .”

"Huh? Cartoonist?" Ai Cheng Xiaomeilang blinked her eyes, "Shouldn't you set up a studio and have a group of assistants around you? Why are you the only one?"

The glasses girl faltered: "Hold, I'm sorry, I'm actually a street cartoonist."

Asakawa Naoki stepped forward, looked at the sketch on the drawing board, and said expressionlessly:

"Are you really a cartoonist?"

Xiaomeilang Aicheng opened her eyes wide and couldn't help complaining: "What is this!"

On the drawing board, the lines clearly outline Asakawa Naoki and the little devil-senpai. It can be seen that the sketching skills are quite good, but the problem is that the posture is wrong.

The posture just now was Aisumi Komirami jumping on the back of Naoki Asakawa, but in the painting, Naoki Asakawa was lying on the ground like a cow or a horse, and Aisumi Komirami sat on him, directly using him as a means of transportation ride!

"That, that..." The glasses girl blushed, her eyes drifted, and she hesitated, "I can't help it, I can't support myself by only drawing manga, I occasionally draw some books to support my family..."