The horse racing girl who became a close friend

As the sound in front became louder and clearer, Yang Hui was able to hear the sound clearly.

That was the voice of a girl humming. The voice was clear and sweet, but it had a sense of distortion and distortion.

feel.

The hairs on Yang Hui's spine immediately stood up...

Facing the sound that was getting closer and closer, it was impossible to run... Yanghui could only stare ahead with all his concentration, imagining all kinds of monsters and monsters that might suddenly appear, preparing for the coming horror.

But Yanghui forgot what was behind him...

Yang Hui felt as if something touched his helmet.

Before he could react, the unknown thing had slightly raised his helmet.

"Hooho~"

The hot and humid breath instantly stuck to the back of his neck, and then crawled down his back to his tailbone.

The hairs on my back that were already standing on end immediately exploded under this sudden strange feeling.

What exploded along with the hairs was Yang Hui's remaining sanity.

When the fear reaches the extreme, the brain will decide that this matter is inevitable for itself.

So the brain takes a last resort to try its luck, which is anger and the courage to die together.

Commonly known as, I'll break it with you!

"It's just a stage device! I'll fight you!"

Yang Hui turned around almost instinctively, closed his eyes tightly, stretched out his hands from his chest, and prepared to die with the stage device.

But Yang Hui's stretched out hand was immediately blocked by two soft objects.

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It wasn't until his palms were blocked by the cushions of the stage device that Yanghui realized how close he was to being scared to death.

The armored gauntlets were sewn from several layers of leather. Through the thick fabric, Yanghui couldn't imagine what exactly his hands were touching.

But that doesn't matter!Close combat is good for me!

Yang Hui could clearly feel the cushion he touched shaking, and then he retreated as if he wanted to escape.

This is probably a stage device controlled by the management. Once the attack fails, they want to escape immediately, and then scare themselves again...

Can this still allow you to run away?

Yang Hui couldn't hold the cushion of the stage equipment with one hand, so he could only tighten his palms and try to grasp the stage equipment in front of him.

The full elasticity came through the gloves, and Yang Hui could even feel the soft material overflowing from between his fingers.

"pain……"

The stage device finally made a sound, clear and sweet, with a hint of shyness and bewilderment in the tone.

The voice acting of this female ghost is pretty good... Seeing that the stage device was motionless under his hands, Yang Hui opened his eyes...

Then closed again.

This female ghost has disheveled hair and looks very similar to Liuli.

I understand, this must be the so-called painted skin, it looks really like it...

"Let go, you... it hurts..."

This time it was really Liuli’s true voice.

Yang Hui opened his eyes again. Through the dim light, Yang Hui could see that Liuli's close-fitting robe had been squeezed out of shape by him, and his armored hands were deeply sunken into Liuli's body. To tenderness.

Yanghui let go of his hand as if he was electrocuted. Seeing the plumpness on Liuli's chest rebounding quickly, Yanghui only hated himself for wearing such a pair of broken gloves!

At this time, Liuli's hair was disheveled, and she looked like Sadako in Midnight Ring, but the girl's appearance was too good.

Even if she is a female ghost, if she has such looks and figure...it will inevitably make people have wild imaginations.

Yang Hui looked at a pair of bare feet under Liuli's robe. No wonder Liuli could touch his back without anyone noticing.

In order to stab herself in the back, Liuli also took great pains...

Liuli crossed her arms, hunched her shoulders and took two steps back. She originally wanted to stab Yanghui in the back, just to see this guy make a fool of himself.

For this reason, Liuli specifically contacted the management of the haunted house and asked her to play a distorted hum, so that she could just make a sound...

I didn't expect that stealing chickens would not lose rice.

Yang Hui exerted great strength, and Liuli only felt pain and numbness in her chest...

Liuli gritted her teeth and looked at Yanghui: "You idiot..."

Yang Hui's mind was in chaos, filled with Liuli's darkness. He could only tell the truth: "I was indeed frightened...I was frightened to the point of going crazy."

"Then I'm shouting that it hurts, so why do you continue... using so much strength, and you still say you didn't mean it?"

Yang Hui put the gloves on his hands and said, "You have also worn these gloves before. They are very thick. You don't know what you are touching when you put them on... Plus your voice is soft. Is it normal that I didn’t react?”

After hearing Yang Hui say that the gloves didn't feel tactile, and that there were indeed several layers of clothes between them, the fuzz that exploded on Liuli's head became a little more subdued.

Yang Hui, who had calmed down a little, suddenly realized that he was the real victim and how much he had suffered under Liuli's trap!

"And... you were the one who wanted to backstab me first, right? Do you know how much damage my young heart has been hurt?"

Liuli was speechless and could only make an unconvinced whine while pushing out her wheelchair from the corner, and then said harshly: "I, I just accidentally got separated from you."

"Then I am also acting out of instinctive self-defense..."

……

Outside the haunted house, Ichiro Nagoshi and others had already been waiting impatiently. When they saw Liuli and Yanghui coming out, they immediately surrounded them.

"If you two don't come out, we are going to call 120..." Ichiro Nagoshi patted Yanghui's shoulder and asked in a low voice: "You didn't do anything embarrassing in there, right? It is said that there are many Jockey girls will pretend to be scared in the haunted house, and then secretly knock down the trainer or something like that.”

Yang Hui recalled the charming scene just now, and couldn't help but blush, but still denied it: "That can't be done, Liuli didn't do anything to me..."

"That's good..." Nagoshi Ichiro immediately felt relieved.

Being a bachelor is scary, but with Yang Hui there, it's not scary anymore.

After running around the haunted house, everyone was basically hungry, especially Yanghui, who was filled with sadness and joy, exhausted both mentally and physically. He just felt that his appetite could compete with that of Oli Hat.

So the group went to the Big Eater Competition together.

But humans are just humans after all. Yanghui and Nagoshi Ichiro were so full that they almost rolled their eyes. Together, they didn't eat as much as Tamamo Cross.

Liuli, on the other hand, seemed to have something on her mind and vented her anger with pumpkin pie. One after another, she directly won No. 2.

The championship title of Little Hat is well deserved. In the words of the award presenter: Liuli won No.2 because she could only eat so much at most, but Little Hat won No.1. Because in the entire Big Eater Competition, there are only so many ingredients left...

Twelve days have passed since the Big Eater Competition was completed. Today, the Central Teresa Special Committee allowed the racing girls to have some fun on campus, so the entire campus is still in a carnival atmosphere.

But except for Liuli, the remaining horse racing girls are all good kids. They have just finished eating and are already yawning.

"Go to the hot springs and get ready for bed..." Mejiro Aldan has the best biological clock and self-discipline among the people. Although his eyes are full of sleepiness, he still has to take a bath before going to bed.

Mejiro Aldan also extended an invitation to others present: "Then let's all go together?"

"We are very full, just in time to digest."

"It's stuffy inside the armor. Go wash it quickly."

Seeing that everyone agreed, Liuli nodded: "Okay...I'll go wash it too..."

Then Liuli seemed to have thought of something and shook her head violently, "Well, what about that? My feet haven't healed yet, so I won't go to the hot springs yet... I'll just go back to the dormitory and take a shower..."

Mejiro Aldan glanced at Liuli's legs and feet, "If the feet are not healed yet, it will be troublesome to wash them alone, right? Can I go back to the dormitory to help you?"

Liuli's little head shook faster, with a face full of rejection: "No, no, I can do it by myself...Aldan, you must go and enjoy the hot spring!"

"Then squad leader Liuli, please pay attention to your safety..."

Finally, Liuli returned to the dormitory alone.

As soon as she returned to the dormitory, Liuli immediately ran into the bathroom and took off her robe, revealing her mutton-fat white jade-like body.

Except for a special place...

Looking at herself in the mirror, Liuli blushed and covered her breasts with her hands, but her slender arms could not cover up the girl's plumpness.

And on that soft and elastic plumpness, there is a crimson mark printed on it.

It was a pair of palm prints.

"Yanghui...it hurts..."

Chapter 142 How could Liuli trick me?

In November, the autumn leaves in Kyoto arrive as expected.

As the best city to enjoy autumn leaves, every corner of Kyoto has been covered with colorful maple leaves. The beautiful autumn colors attract tourists and photography enthusiasts from all over the world.

And today is the day of the Red Leaves Festival, a rare event in Kyoto.

In order to experience the lively atmosphere of the Autumn Leaves Festival, a large number of tourists chose to flock to the streets today.

To this end, the police station also dispatched a large number of police forces to maintain order, and various special vehicles were ready.

The whole city is in a carnival atmosphere.

"Maple Leaf Princess, please look at the camera here."

"Maple Leaf Princess, please smile~ Okay, great!"

"Maple Leaf Princess, can you leave your contact information? I will send the photo to you privately then."

……

Yanghui leaned on the guardrail beside the track, smearing Vaseline on his collar and cuffs, looking at the crowds not far away with disdain: "These cameramen said they were here to take pictures of the red leaves... but they ended up taking pictures. Filmed as a girl.”

In the center of the crowd, stood a beautiful girl holding a red oil-paper umbrella, with a refreshing smile in her eyes.

That was Liuli, who was called Maple Leaf Princess by passers-by.

Today, Liuli is wearing the silk princess dress that Yanghui gave to her. It is as bright as fire, like an elf coming out of a painting. Even the charming red leaves in Kyoto look a bit a bit different compared to Liuli. Eclipsed.

Originally, Liuli was just a volunteer who signed up for the marathon service, and her job at most was to help guide the road and deliver supplies.

But I don’t know which photographer who got tired of taking pictures of red leaves suddenly shouted to Liuli, "Maple Leaf Princess, can I take some photos for you?"

Liuli naturally did not refuse, but after the photographer completed the shooting, other trainers from the surrounding area immediately came up and wanted to take pictures of Liuli.

Then there were rumors about: [At the starting point of the marathon, the official invited a very beautiful model, who is simply the princess of red leaves], and it spread like wildfire, and the photographers who originally chose to only shoot red leaves also I came here after hearing the news, and then it evolved into the current situation.

You have to take pictures of the red leaves, and you have to take pictures of the beautiful girls in scarlet clothes, so that you can be considered healthy!

"As expected of Liuli, she is a natural model."

At this time, Nagoshi Ichiro also came over. He was wearing a combination of short-sleeved shorts and a white cloth belt with "Ichiban" written on his head tied around his head. He looked extremely coquettish.

Nagoshi Ichiro glanced at Yang Hui who was applying Vaseline on his body, and asked curiously: "We are participating in a marathon, not a Mr. Bodybuilder competition... Do we need to apply oil on our body?"

Yang Hui turned back and glanced at Nagoshi Ichiro, "I think you don't understand at all. If you don't apply Vaseline, you will run for a long time... there will be blood in your chest, and you will feel like you are dying."

"I know long-distance running will rub your chest, but you should wear underwear..." Ichiro Nagoshi was immediately stunned, and then his face was full of seriousness and seriousness: "Um, Yanghui, where did you get this marathon guide? "

"The Treson Forum...the forum said that you should either wear a sports bra or apply more Vaseline..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Hui suddenly understood why the conversation he just had with Nagoshi Ichiro felt so inconsistent.

Yang Hui came closer to Ichiro Nagoshi with his eyebrows flying, "I didn't expect you were still a lingerie fan? Be obedient and let me see!"

"tama! (tamamo)"

Nagoshi Ichiro ran to the bathroom with a face full of grief and indignation. As he ran, he didn't forget to turn around and remind Yang Hui: "Remember to leave some for me!"

And just as Nagoshi Ichiro went back to take off his clothes, Minister Daisuke also began to summon Treson's staff and emphasized the suggestions and requirements of the competition for the last time:

"Strictly speaking, marathon is an extreme sport. You all know that the first person to run a marathon died suddenly. Although there is paid leave and extra points for exams after completing the marathon, Trayson still doesn’t want you to get hurt by overdrafting yourself.”

The staff members in the Teresin Square were talking a lot, and Yang Hui also took the opportunity to observe the surrounding participants.

Not only were there staff from Central Teresin, but there were also many unfamiliar young people with Teresin badges on them, who seemed to be from Teresin branches elsewhere.

It's a pity that Kitahara Tsumugi was not seen. He was probably still reading a book in Kasamatsu.