I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

"Coming, coming." Mr. Tian waved to Wuma Xingjin, turned around and ran back.

Looking at the back of Mr. Tian, ​​Wu Ma Xingjin lamented the hard work of the baseball club.

Whenever he greeted his classmates along the way, whether he knew them or not, Wuma Xingjin would always smile back.

It is true that there are many small groups on campus, but the boys' side is much simpler. A group of lively boys gathered around, hugging each other and chatting about interesting things that happened during the holidays. Wuma Xingjin occasionally said a few words of support and let them talk. The boy talking had a bright smile on his face.

After all, not everyone can be a good listener.

Young people like to reveal all their worries, hoping that the other party will immediately understand their mood and feelings, but few people have the patience to listen.

After discovering that no one in the world cares about what they think, the boys gradually become taciturn and drift further and further away from the road to adulthood.

Therefore, it is also a blessing to have a friend like Wu Ma Xingjin who is willing to listen to me talk about trivial things that seem important but are actually insignificant.

It has to be said that because Wuma Xingjin is gentle to others and very loyal at the same time, he is very popular among boys.

On the way to the teaching building, the first graders and third graders returned to their classrooms, and it was not so noisy around Wuma Xingjin.

There was a girl who took a few photos openly. When she was discovered, she stuck out her tongue and playfully jumped behind her companion, exposing half of her head to observe. When she saw that Wuma Xingjin was being photographed, she was not angry at all and boldly stepped forward to follow him. Take a group photo, she wants to use this as wallpaper.

Other girls also wanted to take a group photo, but they were too shy and didn't dare to go. It wasn't until Wu Ma Xingjin was far away that they complained about not being braver.

"Don't go in yet, come with me."

Walking to the door of the classroom, Uma Xingjin was pulled by Morimiya Megumi into the empty staff lounge.

After checking Wuma Xingjin up and down and finding no injuries, Morimiya Megumi sighed and sat down on the bed.

"Professor Morimiya, have you changed your career to become a doctor?"

Wu Ma Xingjin scraped the tip of his nose. Morimiya Megumi's uniform was wrapped around her plump thighs, and she was holding textbooks on her chest. Because she was so close, the good smell got into her nose.

"You've been taking a lot of leave recently. Did you encounter something difficult again?"

Morimiya Megumi looked concerned, not wanting to see the student she cared about most decline because of the Art Award.

No matter how popular the Tokyo Autumn Art Awards is, it is always just a craze. Every edition has bright stars. When the craze subsides, Wuma Xingjin will still have to return to normal life. Those who become famous in the entertainment industry overnight are only a few.

"If it really doesn't work, it doesn't matter if you abstain from voting in the general election. I won't blame you, Bishop."

"Snapped..."

"Teach your buttons..."

Morimiya Megumi wore a lapel shirt on her upper body, which could not cover her bulging chest. A button collapsed under the load, revealing a small section of the snow-white and pink upper hemisphere, but Wuma Xingjin did not take the opportunity to feast his eyes on it.

It doesn't matter if he takes a second look, besides, Bishop Morigong's character is reluctant to punish himself.

But the sense of justice in his heart still failed to make him do this.

After being reminded by Wuma Xingjin, Morimiya Megumi was slightly stunned, her face turned red and she covered her collar, pretending to hit him on the head. As a result, she tripped over the leg of a round chair, lost her balance, and fell into Wuma Xingjin's arms.

Worried about Morimiya Megumi being injured, Wuma Xingjin stepped back half a step and reached out to catch her.

"Wuma-kun... we can't be like this between us." Morimiya Kei pressed on Wuma Xingjin's body, one of her beautiful legs was placed on her lower abdomen, and her hot breath hit his face.

"No, let me go."

Shaking her head, Morimiya Kei struggled to get up.

What kind of shitty plot is this?

Wuma Xingjin quickly let go: "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

If anyone sees this situation now, life will definitely be ruined.

It was still early, but luckily there was no one in the lounge, otherwise Wuma Xingjin wouldn't be able to explain why he had ten mouths.

No, you have to get up right away.

There was a voice outside the door, which made Wuma Xingjin's heart twitch.

Whatever you're afraid of, it's over now.

"Today it's our turn to clean the staff room."

"Xun, what do you think we should be lazy and sleep here?"

While he was talking, the door handle of the staff lounge was turned.

咔

Two girls walked in. One of the girls with dyed yellow hair tilted her head and asked the other petite and cute girl:

"Huh? Why is it so messy here?"

"The chair was crooked and the sheets were wrinkled."

"Do you think anyone will be here?"

The yellow-haired girl glanced at the staff room suspiciously, but didn't find anything strange.

It was a miscalculation. I should have known better to cover up the traces.I was so anxious that I forgot about this.

Wuma Xingjin wanted to put some distance between herself and Morimiya Megumi, but was afraid of making any noise to attract attention, so she gave up the move.

"Maybe there are some annoying boys playing around here."

"There's no need to sleep, I still have to go back and practice piano."

Inami Kaoru adjusted his glasses. His quiet and beautiful face could definitely score above 85 points.

"I put the gloves from last time in the window wall cabinet. Take them out and start working quickly."

Wuma Xingjin, who was hiding in the cabinet, heard this, and his heart almost jumped into his throat. Morimiya Megumi's face was red, her hands were folded and her head was lowered. The space was small, and there was no gap between the two of them.

Since the heating pipes in the school were repaired and it was not too cold, Morimiya Megumi only had a shirt on her upper body. Wuma Xingjin could clearly feel her body temperature, and the softness squeezed her tightly.

As the footsteps approached, Wuma Xingjin became extremely nervous, and the next second made him feel like he was on the receiving end of amnesty.

"Kaoru Inami-kun, someone called you."

A girl jumped in holding a mobile phone.

Seeing the caller, Inami Kaoru stepped forward to grab the phone in three steps, then listened to the voice on the phone with a look of obsession on his face.

"I'll leave the cleaning to you this time. Let me do it next time."

After saying that, Kaoru Inami pressed her face against the phone as if she was holding a treasure. She wanted to find a place where no one was around to listen to every syllable of Yu Akane.

The staff room is so clean, only a fool cleans it. Let's go to sleep first. Last night we played all night to celebrate the beginning of school.

The girl with yellow hair who was left behind lay carelessly on the bed and fell asleep soon after.

Morimiya Megumi and Wuma Xingjin breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"You...change your position."

Wuma Xingjin pinched his knuckles to wake up and tried to squeeze to the side. In order to avoid making any noise and waking up the yellow-haired girl, Wuma Xingjin moved carefully.

"So be it."

Morimiya Megumi's voice trembled.

"Stop moving."

Morimiya Megumi felt Wu Ma Xingjin breathing heavily in her ears. She thought about what she had read on the Internet and kept holding it in, which was said to be bad for her health. She looked concerned:

"Is it going to be difficult to endure it?"

As a normal young man with plenty of physical strength, it would be a lie to say that he didn't feel uncomfortable, but Morimiya was the only one who couldn't.

Morimiya Megumi has been playing the role of a close elder sister since he came to Tokyo. She has given him a lot of help both in life and psychologically, so he does not want to destroy this beauty.

Morimiya Megumi didn’t know why he went crazy:

"It is also one of the supervisor's responsibilities to help you deal with psychological stress."

Because this was her first time with a man, Morimiya Megumi seemed very unskilled, but her soft palms perfectly made up for this.

"Stop it, you don't have to do this."

"The insincere fellow."

It was also the first time for Morimiya Megumi to see such a side of her precious student. She put a little force on her hand:

"I must teach you the lesson."

The lines were too shameful, so Morimiya Megumi added:

"Just this once."

Chapter 162 Handmade Milk Tea

Soon, Morimiya Megumi regretted his impulsiveness.

The boy said nothing, and the rising and falling of his chest proved his nervousness.

This is the staff room, undoubtedly the staff room.

Morimiya Megumi, who always had a stern face and cared about him, actually... Wuma Xingjin felt like his head was in a mess, the contrast was too strong.

Morimiya Megumi's voice was weak. "No kissing."

Morimiya Megumi used her other free hand to cover Wu Ma Xingjin's lips, and snuggled up on the boy's shoulder. Morimiya Megumi could no longer look directly at his face.

The young man also smelled very good, with a faint orange smell that made people feel at ease and subconsciously wanted to get closer.

"When can it be?"

"At least not yet."

"Hui, I like you."

"This won't work either..."

Morimiya Kei came back to her senses and pinched the soft flesh of Wuma Xingjin's waist. She was afraid that it would hurt him, so she stretched out her hand to rub it.

"I'm afraid you've also said this to the girls in the Literature Department, Minamoto Seiyuki, Arakawa Kotoyuki, Kawaki Yoko... the smooth-tongued Wuma Seijin. As an adult, I'm often called a love expert. How could I be treated like you? It’s a little trick.”

What, Bishop Morimiya just graduated?

"Yes, yes, I shouldn't confess to you without overestimating my abilities."

"As long as you know, it's good. If you know your mistakes and can correct them, you're not a bad boy."