Evil schoolgirl stalks me

Her head felt slightly dizzy, but she didn't think too much about it and attributed it to being too tired.

She searched her head vigorously, then followed Natsume Yayoi and followed him towards the island.

However, what confused her was that even though she had tried very hard to leave, Natsume Yayoi's figure was getting further and further away from her.

Slowly, only a small dot remained.

Afraid of being left behind, she raised her hand, trying to catch the blurry figure in front of her. As a result, the world was spinning in the next moment, and she could only catch a handful of sand.

Pfft!

When her body fell on the soft sand, it didn't hurt. Instead, it gave her a feeling of peace of mind.

So, she closed her eyes.

sleepy……

Tamamo Tsukihime woke up again, it was already late at night.

She curled up subconsciously as her body alternated between cold and hot, and then her expression froze.

From the warm touch behind her, she already understood her situation.

Now, she was being held by Natsume Yayoi.

The clothes of the two of them were hanging on the other side of the fire that was lit at some point.

Sensing the movement of the woman in her arms, Natsume Yayoi asked: "How do you feel?"

Tamamo Tsukihime said nothing.

She planned to push Natsume Yayoi away, but she was weak and did not have the strength. Moreover, the man's hot body temperature made her chilled skin subconsciously long for intimate contact.

So, it was like she acted like a spoiled child in his arms, and then she stayed still obediently.

The firewood exploded with a crackling sound, and the flames turned her face red.

After a while, she whispered: "I'm cold..."

The woman's voice had a hoarse quality and sounded very weak.

After hearing her words, Natsume Yayoi immediately hugged her tighter.

The hay spread under her was a little rough, and the man behind her was holding her somewhat roughly. He even tightened his arms, which made her feel a little painful.

However, Tamamo Tsukihime has never felt so at ease.

She closed her eyes and allowed their body temperatures to interact with each other under the starry sky.

The night sky is deep and blue, the sea breeze is whining, and the sound of crashing waves rings in my ears from time to time.

After a long time, Tamamo Tsukihime suddenly called his name.

"Xiamu."

Hearing the original title, Natsume Yayoi raised his eyebrows, and then he softly said "hmm".

"I'm here."

"Am I going to die here?"

"will not."

"Oh……"

Another moment of silence.

"Xiamu..."

"I'm here."

"I have now lost my identity as the leader of the Dongyue family, do you understand?"

"so what?"

"So, you won't get anything by getting close to me. Whether it's power, status, money..."

"Oh……"

"Also, you can't get women. I'm not the casual kind of woman."

"You're so sick that you're starting to talk nonsense."

After being stunned for a moment, Tamamo Tsukihime slightly tightened her grip on his arm around her neck.

"I am serious……"

"Yeah, got it, got it."

Given Tamamo Tsukihime's temperament, she would not say such words or show such a gesture in normal times.

That is to say, she has experienced despair and survived, and because she was ill and had unclear brain, she behaved as sensitive and uneasy as other women.

Natsume Yayoi naturally understands.

Holding the woman's hot and soft body, Natsume Yayoi stared at the flames in front of her, desperately thinking of other things to suppress some growing emotions.

"Natsuki~"

"Ah."

"Don't be frivolous with me while I'm sleeping..."

"If you don't sleep, I can't promise you won't do that."

"Oh……"

The woman, who was mentally and physically weak, had no choice but to close her mouth and eyes obediently, and gradually lost consciousness in a daze.

Natsume Yayoi frowned.

The sleeping Tamamo Tsukihime seemed to have moved her hands subconsciously because of the discomfort.

However, because she was ill and didn't have much strength, she just sat on it and nothing happened.

This makes Natsume Yayoi even more [hard]...

341.Chapter 339: Deeply trapped between sobriety

When Tamamo Tsukihime woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day.

My head is still groggy, and everything I see seems to be separated by a layer of fog, but...

Looking around, she saw rocks, palm trees, and bread trees completely blocking her sight. On the flat ground where she was, only gray-white embers remained from the fire that burned last night.

No trace of Natsume Yayoi was found, and a feeling of loneliness suddenly tightened her heart, causing her already pale face to lose all color.

Afraid that Natsume Yayoi would suddenly disappear like those on the boat yesterday, she forced herself to sit up.

As she stood up, the clothes covering her body slowly slipped off her body.

Glancing down, her eyes suddenly froze.

In the pocket of a men's shirt, a touch of light blue comes into view.

Taking out this square handkerchief and looking at the familiar patterns on it, Tamamo Tsukiji's inner uneasiness gradually disappeared.

Folding the handkerchief and hiding it back in her pocket, she took off the dress on the wooden stand next to her and put it on. Then she hugged Yayoi Natsume's shirt and walked out of the open-air camp along the marks he left with green paint.

On the rocks next to the beach, there was a shirtless man holding a wooden stick, apparently fishing.

But where did the hook and line come from?

Tamamo Tsukihime walked over with some confusion.

"Mr. Natsuki~"

Hearing Tamamo Tsukihime's voice, Natsume Yayoi looked back and was suddenly stunned.

At this moment, Tamamo Tsukihime was wearing a dirty dress, with a few hay sticks in her messy hair, and she was not at all as elegant as she usually was.

Seeing that he was smiling a little strangely, Tamamo Tsukihime asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Natsume Yayoi shook her head, and then asked: "How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

In order not to upset Natsume Yayoi, even though she was about to collapse after walking here from the camp, Tamamo Tsukihime forced a smile and said, "It's much better now."

Then, she raised the shirt in her hand and said, "Here, let's put it on. Although the weather is very hot, if the skin is exposed to the hot sun for too long, it will be injured."

"Eh? Miss Tamamo, are you feeling sorry for me?" Natsume Yayoi joked.

Tamamo Tsukihime rolled her eyes at him, but did not refute.

Then, she hugged the shirt and planned to climb up the rock to give it to him.

After all, Natsume Yayoi is fishing now, which is related to her next meal, and she doesn't want him to be distracted.

However, although her idea was good, she overestimated her current state.

The reef that Natsume Yayoi was on was a bit steep. She had just climbed halfway when she suddenly felt weak.

The next moment, her hand loosened.

Bang!

Although it was not high, it was still an unbearable injury for her weak body.

She fell to the ground, and her vision went black.

Natsume Yayoi discovered that Tamamo Tsukihime had fallen, and quickly dropped the wooden stick in her hand and jumped down.

"Ms. Tamamo, are you okay?! How are you feeling? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Tamamo Tsukihime slowly opened her eyes, and it took a long time for her blurry vision to focus.

Looking at the concerned expression on the man's face, she chuckled.

"Mr. Natsuki laughed."

Natsuki Yayoi shook her head, "No problem, can you stand up now? Or should I let you relax for a while first?"

"Did Mr. Natsuki want you to hold me for a little longer?"

"Ah."