Evil schoolgirl stalks me

The girl rolled her eyes at him and spat: "What! There is no sincerity at all!"

"Then what kind of sincerity do you want?"

"Everyone is like this, wipe the sweat for me!" Sayuri Aikawa pointed at the sweat on her face.

Natsume Yayoi took a towel and walked up to her

The girl's fair face turned red due to the intense exercise, and the sweat slid down her cheeks to her chin, and then dripped onto the undulations of her vest, making the sweat-soaked vest even more transparent.

Raising his hand, he first wiped the sweat off the girl's cheeks, and then wiped the base of her ears.

A few strands of hair that were wet with sweat were stuck behind her ears, giving her a messy beauty.

He gently covered her neck with the towel and rubbed it slowly a few times. His hand paused for a moment and then continued downward.

When she was about to touch the vest, Sayuri Aikawa finally grabbed his hand with a red face.

"I, I can just do it myself~"

Natsume Yayoi smiled and let go of her hand.

Although she couldn't continue, watching her do it on her own was not very tempting.

After admiring the whole process of the girl twisting and wiping the sweat from her collarbone and vest, Natsume Yayoi finally withdrew her gaze.

Vaguely, it makes people feel more [energized].

Sayuri Aikawa caught a glimpse of Natsume Yayoi's change from the corner of her eye, and she felt a little proud despite being nervous.

At least, letting this bad guy who always pretends to be an honest person reveal his true colors can be regarded as an affirmation of his charm.

She threw the towel aside and said, "Natsume, let's dance to the next song together."

"Ah? But I'm really not good at this. Didn't you just see it?"

Natsume Yayoi said somewhat reluctantly.

He doesn't hate dancing with Sayuri Aikawa, but when dancing together, he needs to spend his energy on the music prompts on the screen and the patterns under his feet, and there is no way to fully appreciate the beautiful scenery of Sayuri Aikawa's trembling as she jumps.

"Oh, come here~, come~" Sayuri Aikawa took his hand and pulled him to her side.

"Okay, can you choose one with a lower difficulty level? Otherwise I won't be able to keep up with you~"

"How is Senbonzakura?"

"Isn't that extremely difficult!?"

Sayuri Aikawa chose the song without any explanation, then threw the remote control aside and smiled at Yayoi Natsume.

"Don't worry, you can just jump around like a monkey."

"What a malicious statement."

Knowing that Sayuri Aikawa was joking, Yayoi Natsume was not angry either.

Soon, the prelude sounded.

Sayuri Aikawa kept tapping the blanket with her left heel and raising her fingers in the air, as if searching for a beat.

Natsume Yayoi stared at the progress bar slowly approaching the pattern on the screen, waiting for an opportunity.

slap~

Their footsteps moved at the same time.

At first, Natsume Yayoi could barely keep up, but after a few beats, his steps became chaotic.

Sayuri Aikawa danced with ease and said with a smile: "Natsume, you are too stiff, relax your body."

"That's easy to say, you think I am you~"

While talking, Natsume Yayoi almost made the wrong jump again. He quickly sped up his movements and barely kept up.

The girl [appreciated] his slightly clumsy steps and giggled.

"Okay, let's exchange next."

"Ah, what, wait~"

Taking advantage of the temporary disappearance of the pattern, Aikawa Sayuri pulled Natsume Yayoi and changed positions.

"Next, you dance my part and I dance yours."

"This is too difficult for me."

"Ah, it's started, jump quickly~"

Sayuri Aikawa quickly stepped her feet a few times to keep up with the beat.

Natsume Yayoi didn’t even understand her own part, let alone take over Sayuri Aikawa’s part.

Unable to keep up with the rhythm, he became even more confused.

Suddenly, his left foot slipped.

Sayuri Aikawa was about to turn around and make a cool move, but her body was knocked crooked by Natsume Yayoi.

Pfft!

Before landing, Natsume Yayoi rolled her around in her arms.

The music slowly stopped

Sayuri Aikawa, who was hugged tightly by Natsume Yayoi, was stunned for a long time before she finally recovered.

She didn't get up.

He raised his head, stared at the boy who looked slightly handsome because of his loose hair, and gently pushed his hair aside.

"Idiot, you are so stupid~" she said with a chuckle.

Their bodies heated up from dancing, and they could feel the heat of each other's skin through their thin clothes.

Gazing into the girl's eyes that seemed to be expressing her feelings, Natsume Yayoi's throat moved up and down.

After a moment, the girl bit her lower lip gently, stared at him lovingly, and said:

"Hey, Natsume, do you like me?"

".happiness."

Before he could respond, she stretched out her index finger and put it between his lips and said, "Don't take the opportunity to express your feelings. This is against the rules~"

Natsume Yayoi grabbed her finger and asked, "What if I say it's not a confession?"

As if she didn't dare to look into his eyes, the girl lowered her head, leaned on his chest, and murmured in a low voice: "That, that won't work either. You always mess with me, and I don't want to. No, no. This way, it won't work. If this continues"

Natsume Yayoi didn't let her finish her words, so she hugged her and turned over, looking at her condescendingly.

Sayuri Aikawa's eyes were already filled with mist.

She stretched out her arms, covered Yayoi Natsume's eyes, and said, "No, don't look at me with lustful eyes~ Oh no!"

Natsume Yayoi held her hands apart and kissed her lips.

The vest that was soaked with sweat was almost nothing, and in addition, only a few small things were deliberately attached in order to keep Natsume Yayoi's eyes fixed. At this moment, Sayuri Aikawa was completely defenseless.

Because of this, just after kissing for a while, Natsume Yayoi couldn't bear it anymore.

"Aikawa, me."

Aikawa Sayuri shyly covered her face with her hands, not daring to look at Natsume Yayoi's appearance at this moment.

"Don't, don't ask about this kind of thing, you idiot~"

"I"

Suddenly, the cell phone that Aikawa Sayuri had left beside the dance mat rang.

The two were stunned at the same time.

Natsume Yayoi smiled bitterly and let go of her feet.

Sayuri Aikawa stretched out her hand, took the phone in her hand, and took a look.

[Caller: Kondo Hiko]

Disturbed by a sudden phone call, Natsume Yayoi stood up helplessly to get dressed.

However, Sayuri Aikawa suddenly pushed him hard.

In a daze, the girl slowly crawled over with a mobile phone in one hand.

"Hey, Ayan, what's the matter?"

Submerged in the girl's tenderness, Natsume Yayoi's mind went blank.

Chapter 151 If you make a phone call

"Aikawa, what's wrong with you?"

"I just bought a dance mat and played with it... I played with it for a long time... I'm so tired."

The kneeling girl pressed the blanket with one hand and held the phone to her ear with the other, trying to maintain a calm tone.

"That's right. No wonder I keep hearing loud music over there."

Suddenly, the girl's body suddenly leaned forward.

She hurriedly dropped her phone and propped up her body with both hands to prevent herself from lying down.

Turning her head and rolling her eyes at Yayoi Natsume, Sayuri Aikawa lowered her head and looked at the phone that was still on the call, and asked: "Ayan, I called suddenly, what's the matter?"

The girl's golden ponytail falling down the side of her face began to sway again.

"Did Natsume come to play with you today?"

"Well, I, I'm teaching him to play a dancing game, Natsume, don't, don't dance so fast, follow, follow the rhythm, the rhythm... Slow down to get higher scores."

The girl mixed words with other meanings into concealed lies, and Natsume Yayoi's heart skipped a beat.

He lowered his head, hugged her tightly, went around her jade neck, and asked for her lips.

The girl obediently turned her head and kissed him.

Then, her eyes suddenly opened wide.