The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

"Of course no problem! Senior! You can also feed mouth to mouth."

Nayuta said, took a sip of coffee, and leaned over.

Xia Zhiqiu flicked her forehead to stop her, and then grabbed Qianliu's cheek and asked, "I'm so lazy."

"Why don't you come"

"Don't say stupid things in public, it's disgusting."

Kasumigaoka pretended to be disgusted.

"Well, I don't know who has done more disgusting things, such as eating nutritious things."

Wen Yan Xia Zhiqiu blushed and grabbed his arm: "Shut up for me!"

"Senior, what do you mean?"

Nayuta doesn't understand the riddles between the two.

"Don't ask children."

"Hey, I'm not young! Seniors can touch and see!"

Posted it with a smile on your face.

"You can't be more reserved"

Kasumigaoka reprimanded Nayu like a lesson to his younger sister.

"Hey, a female fox is not qualified to talk about me! Look, I use black silk thighs to tempt my seniors every day!"

Seeing that the two women were quarreling again, Rita and Mashiro, who were the center of the conversation, were ignored.

That's so good.

Rita envied the atmosphere of Sakuraso, even though she only stayed here: less than a month, it felt like the happiest period of her life so far.

Unfortunately, she will be leaving tomorrow.

Noticing her staring blankly here, Qianliu smacked her lips: "If you have a fake, remember to come and play."

Rita was stunned for a moment, then smiled brightly: "You don't need to say it, after all, Shirai is here, and I have met so many new friends, Shiyu, Nayu, Misaki, hum, well, I'm harassing me every holiday. Get ready!"

"welcome any time."

Kasumigaoka stopped arguing with Nayuta: "Can I come over during the winter vacation? It's just to participate in the winter in December."

"Oh! That... Doujinshi!"

Rita nodded vigorously: "Then make an appointment, don't dislike me then."

"Um."

............ 9:[-]:[-] PM, lying on the bed in his room, Qianliu rubbed his eyes.

Since Rita will be leaving tomorrow, Mashiro is very reluctant, so the two sleep in the same bed tonight.

Thanks to this, he was finally able to return to his room, and slept in Zhenbai's room for more than half a month, and was quite unfamiliar with his own bed.

The sky blue quilt and sheets were different from what Qian Zhao Hao used to use, and the sheets still had the scent of Rita.

Qianliu didn't think much about it, because the Hill of Kasumi in the center of the room completely attracted his attention.

She was wearing a simple purple corset dress, and her inconspicuous clothes were set off by her extremely curvaceous figure, especially her slender waist like the little willow tree in early spring, which was held in a grip. One wonders how it connects to this...beautiful girl's upper and lower body.

Although it is not the first time to look carefully like this, every time Qianliu will sigh that Kasumigaoka's body is perfectly proportioned.

The lower body has two unusually slender and perfect thighs, the long skirt can only wrap up to twenty centimeters below her round thighs, and the two beautiful legs in black glass stockings exude a silky and dazzling luster under the light.

The two tiny feet were wrapped in a pair of black stiletto sandals, which were more attractive than the so-called leg models on TV.

Chapter two hundred and seventy-six true white father

Under the long black hair, there is an extremely charming pretty face.

Qianliu looked at her with admiration, because she was so charming, Kasumi Hill was indeed very beautiful, so beautiful that any man couldn't help but want to keep staring at her, especially after the girl's identity changed, her temperament changed. be more perfect.

"Why do you suddenly think of wearing this?"

Looking at those soft red eyes, Qianliu asked.

"Yuan Zi said that there was an exclusive interview and asked me to change into a suit instead of always wearing a student uniform."

Xia Zhiqiu sighed, turned around under his gaze, and asked, "How?"

"Truth or Lie"

"Um"

With great interest, Xia Zhiqiu crossed his chest with his arms and raised his chin: "It's a lie."

"no feelings."

"Oh, what's the truth?"

Qianliu responded quite seriously: "I'm sorry to say, but it's actually me."

"Pfft..."