I traveled through time and space into a yandere beautiful girl love game

Bai Mo heard several familiar names.

New, superb.

Jiang Muxue, Miao Qiuzhu, Chaoyanghua.

The morning competition came to a perfect end. Bai Mo turned his head and glanced at the broadcast speaker hidden behind the leaves, stood up and said to the volunteers: "That's it for the morning's work. You can go to eat. You will still be here in the afternoon. Remember to arrive on time." .”

Many people had already left in the direction of the playground and were walking towards the school gate. Bai Mo walked out of the pergola and walked directly towards the teaching building.

The sun climbed high in the sky, and the cloudless sky was as blue as a wash. The cool breeze disappeared at this moment, and the silent campus was quickly filled with the noise of lunch breaks and classes.

Stopping by the railing under the stairs, Bai Mo waited closely, and soon Jiang Muxue arrived.

"Brother Mo, I kept you waiting for a long time."

"I just arrived." Looking at Jiang Muxue's light sportswear, Bai Mo asked, "Do you want to change clothes?"

Jiang Muxue blinked her eyes, thought seriously for a while, and smiled broadly: "That's it, it's quite inconvenient to change clothes. I'm tired of school uniforms at ordinary times, so the sports festival will give me a change."

Tired of watching?

Are you talking about me or yourself?

Speaking of yourself, you should be tired of wearing it, right?

Bai Mo smiled and said nothing.

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ps: This update is temporary, will be updated later.

Chapter 1 Do you hate her?

During lunch break, the classroom was quiet.

After a whole morning of carnival, most students lay down on their desks to rest early.

Of course, there is also the reason for today’s brow homework.

So everyone can relax as much as they want.

In the first row, Bai Mo held his pen with his head lowered, and was doing the questions one after another. He was doing the Olympiad questions that Lin Yutian gave him last time. There were too many ordinary questions, and it was already difficult to satisfy his thirst for knowledge. .

So he started to challenge some difficult ones.

Bai Mo was not the only one in the classroom who had not yet fallen asleep. Qingye Mashiro at the next table was lying on the table, staring at him in a daze.

Putting down the pen in his hand, Bai Mo turned his head and looked at Qingye Mashiro.

We also need to release the accumulated emotions in this guy's heart.

You haven't seen me all morning, so I'm probably almost exhausted.

After thinking for a moment, he looked back at the quiet classroom. Everyone had fallen asleep. He stood up and left the classroom. Before leaving the classroom, he reached out and patted Kiyono Mashiro on the head, gesturing for her to follow.

Qingye Mashiro was lying on the table, her head turning with the movement of Bai Mo. After being patted twice, she blinked and raised her head, watching Bai Mo pass by the window, her eyes lit up with joyful emotion.

Looking back at the quiet classroom, she quietly stood up and left the classroom, following Bai Mo and keeping a distance of five meters from him.

After leaving the class for a while, Qingye Mashiro quickly caught up with Bai Mo, hugged him from behind, buried his face in his backpack, and greedily inhaled his scent.

Bai Mo stopped, turned around and hugged Qingye Mashiro.

"Mashiro-san, are you so impatient?"

"...Mo Jun, kiss."

Kiyono Mashiro raised his head and stood on tiptoes, and his cherry-colored lips came closer.

"Don't worry."

Bai Mo put his index finger against Qingye Mashiro's lips. Although there was no one here, the teacher who was not allowed to patrol suddenly came out.

To be on the safe side, it is best to go to the rooftop where it is absolutely safe.

Being blocked, Qingye Mashiro opened his mouth unhappily, and opened his mouth to bite Bai Mo's finger hard. When he bit down, he suddenly relaxed his strength and just bit lightly, followed by a soft tongue lick.

Bai Mo narrowed his eyes and chuckled. He let go of Qingye Mashiro and took half a step back. He glanced at the warm water on his index finger and put his index finger into his mouth.

Qingye Zhenbai's face was slightly red, and he looked at Bai Mo with joyful eyes, and the desire in his heart became more and more uncontrollable.

"No rush, we still have a lunch break."

Bai Mo pressed Qingye Mashiro's head to suppress her restless heart, then took her little hand and led her towards the rooftop. The soft and boneless touch in his hand was smaller than when he held hands in the morning.

Bai Mo turned to look at Qingye Mashiro, whose petite figure was nearly a head shorter than Jiang Muxue.

As the saying goes, big things have great benefits, and small things also have small advantages.

Kiyono Mashiro's body shape is very suitable for being held in the arms, and it is easy to hold her.

Bai Mo still remembers how tired he was when he was walking around the house with Bo Meng in his arms.

If it were Kiyono Mashiro, it would be a lot easier.

Pushing open the door to the rooftop, the autumn sunshine is shining, and the rooftop is golden.

During lunch break, the wind seemed to disappear and the air was very hot.

The two quickly walked under the awning and sat down on the bench. Being in the shade, the hot feeling on their skin was relieved a lot, but the hot feeling in their hearts became more and more intense.

Qingye Mashiro moved towards Bai Mo, her thighs were close to Bai Mo's thighs. Their thighs were close to each other. There was an obvious difference in size. Qingye Mashiro looked petite and cute.

Leaning on Bai Mo, Qingye Mashiro raised his head, his eyes full of desire. Bai Mo smiled faintly and reached out to pinch Qingye Mashiro's chin, then lowered his head.

A slightly cool touch came over her, and the softness was moist. Qingye Mashiro felt that her lips were wrapped in warmth, as if they were soaked in warm water, comfortable and comfortable.

The palm of his hand gently pressed on Bai Mo's chest. Qingye Mashiro's little hands suddenly tightened at a certain moment. He grabbed Bai Mo's clothes and pinched the wrinkles. He squeezed the tight little hands for a long time. With a comfortable moan, his little hands relaxed. Come on.

Kiyono Mashiro leaned in Bai Mo's arms with a satisfied look on his face, waiting for the comfort in his chest to dissipate before fighting again.

Just like Bai Mo said, they have a lot of time, and there is still a lunch break that can be "wasted" here.

During the break, Qingye Mashiro suddenly raised his head, reached out and wiped Bai Mo's cheek, and said.

"...Mo Jun, I saw her today."

See her?who?

Thinking back to the reason why Qingye Mashiro forcefully kissed him in the first place, Bai Mo probably guessed who Qingye Mashiro was talking about.

When he planned to give Qingye Mashiro to Miao Qiuzhu to force her to participate in the sports meeting, Bai Mo had already anticipated that Qingye Mashiro might meet other heroines.

But it doesn't matter in this situation, because Qingye Mashiro's temperament will not show off in front of other heroines.

She would only laugh behind his back.

Just like it is now.

"...She ran so fast. She ranked first in the group, and she was separated from No. 2 by...well, five positions?"

"I don't really understand, just listen to what that guy said."

That guy... probably refers to Miao Qiuzhu.

You've been following each other all morning, haven't you remembered the name yet?Hmm...according to Kiyono Mashiro's character, there is a high probability that he feels it is unnecessary or indifferent.

“She’s really good at sports.”

Bai Mo didn't mention Jiang Muxue's name, Qingye Mashiro would be disgusted, as long as the two of them knew who they were talking about.

Qingye Mashiro's small hands circled around Bai Mo's chest, his pink eyes full of disdain: "...No matter how fast you run, what's the point, you still have to chase after Mr. Mo obediently."

Be a licking dog.

Kiyono Mashiro didn't say the last sentence, because she felt it was too aggressive if she did say it.

It's not that she pities Jiang Muxue, but she just doesn't want Bai Mo to misunderstand that she is a bad girl with a bad mouth.

Qingye Mashiro sat up and sat on Bai Mo's lap, looking at Bai Mo affectionately, with a proud smile on his lips.

"...and I have already sat on Mr. Mo."

——Sooner or later you will crawl into bed.

Bai Mo narrowed his eyes and smiled without saying anything. He gently held Qingye Mashiro's kitten waist and nibbled with her again.

The two were entangled endlessly, and their lips were at each other's throats.

When Qingye Mashiro leaned against him and entered the CD again, Bai Mo asked softly: "Do you hate her very much?"

"...It's not annoying." Qingye Mashiro shook his head and nodded: "But she wants to compete with me for Mr. Mo, which is very annoying."

"Ha, really, I was thinking about the possibility of you two becoming friends. She is quite nice." Bai Mo said with some regret: "After all, Zhenbai, you don't have many friends in school. One more person you know will be more valuable." hapiness."

"...Mo Jun, what did you call me just now?"

"truth."

"...Yu once."

"truth."

Qingye Mashiro's eyes were full of tenderness, and her face was filled with joy. She hugged Bai Mo tightly and kissed him affectionately.

There was no wind on the rooftop, and the sound of water continued.

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Chapter 121 The sofa is more comfortable

The autumn sky is clear and noble, the golden sun hangs in the sky, and two clouds float from nowhere in the sky, one is thick and big, and the other is small and white.

The two clouds touched each other. They first tested each other for a while, and then began to attack each other's body crazily, trying to swallow the other's body into their own bodies.

Both sides tried their best to devour the other.

The thick clouds slowly eroded little by little.

The petite cloud displayed eighteen kinds of martial arts, constantly trying to attack from all directions. It was flexible and changeable, but all the tricks were safely accepted by the thick cloud.

The thick clouds gradually gained the upper hand, and the petite clouds did not want to be defeated like this. The two clouds blended and squeezed together, neither letting the other go, and they were completely entangled.

As if aware of the rebellion of the petite clouds, the thick clouds deliberately showed weakness to allow the petite clouds to attack again.

Under the inducement of the thick clouds, the petite clouds would have the upper hand from time to time, and then they would be crushed by the thick clouds bit by bit, returning to the disadvantage again.

The two clouds were rising and falling, sometimes the left one was covering the right side, and sometimes the right one was covering the left side.

Gradually, the petite clouds lost their will to resist and floated obediently in the sky, allowing the thick clouds to wrap around their bodies and penetrate and devour them from all directions.

Two white clouds turned into one, rolling happily in the clear sky. It blocked the sun and cast a shadow on the earth.

Maybe God doesn't like to be beautiful. The sun pierces the body of the white clouds and splits it into two. The entangled clouds have no choice but to separate and float in different directions. A white silk thread is pulled out between the two white clouds, telling each other. of concern and reluctance.

The autumn wind rises angrily and rebels against God. It comes from the sky and blows the petite clouds to catch up with the thick clouds. The white silk threads that are about to be broken are taken back by the clouds.

The two white clouds were entangled together again. They no longer fought. They accepted each other tenderly. Encouraged by the autumn wind, they excitedly engulfed each other and released the joy of reunion.

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In a certain classroom at noon, the hot and hot atmosphere lingering in the room is annoying and makes it impossible to calm down.

Jiang Muxue put down her pen and looked around. Everyone in the class was asleep, only a few people had their heads lowered, but it seemed that they were not studying, but playing on their mobile phones.

She turned to look at the half-opened window. The sunlight was resting on the sill of the window. The plastic bag that had not been completely torn off was placed quietly on the window. The silence was irritating.

At a certain moment, the sunlight disappeared, and Jiang Muxue noticed a white cloud on the horizon, covering the sun.

It was hot and dry at noon, without light or wind.

Lowering his head to pack his books, Jiang Muxue lay on the table and prepared to go to sleep, hoping that a nap would eliminate the restlessness in his heart.

——I will meet my parents in the afternoon.

Not long after I lay down, the plastic tape on the window began to shake slightly, and waves of cool autumn wind blew down from the sky through the half-opened window and broke into the quiet classroom.

The cool breeze dispersed the dryness in the room, blowing the books idle on the table, and the pages turned with a constant rustle.

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