“…Isn’t Brother Yi enough to control me?”

Natsume Mio hugged her round thighs and whispered in a low voice.

Beiyuan Nanfeng said funny: "So you took off my shoes? I can pinch it? Are you really not afraid?"

“…Don’t change the subject.”

The blush on Mio Natsume's face seemed to be more obvious. She raised her little feet, which were still wearing small leather shoes, and gently kicked him: "Who called the phone in the morning?"

"Three-Round Gui..."

Beiyuan Nanfeng just replied.

The cell phone in my pocket rang.

Kitahara Nanfeng frowned and took out his cell phone. After finding it was Milou Kei's phone number, he made a wait gesture to Mio Natsume and answered the phone.

"Please come to Fujisawa Station and call it up."

Beiyuan Nanfeng said angrily: "No, are you sick? I'll call you in the morning and you'll want me to be beaten at night?"

"Who knows if you're going to die, there's news of "awareness". Come out."

Milou Kei sighed: "Anyway, I can't hide it, so why not be beaten up earlier and feel at ease sooner."

Beiyuan Nanfeng was silent for a moment and said, "...Okay, then I'll go and see the head of your countermeasures class."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

soon.

Masato Fujiki also called.

He is more formal.

Beiyuan Nanfeng replied briefly and knew, and soon hung up his phone.

The entrance hall became quiet.

Kitahara Nanfeng, who had been looking at him, looked at Mio Natsume, and smiled bitterly, "Sorry, I'm going out."

Natsume Mio reached out and grabbed his wrist, looked at him, and subconsciously said, "I'll go with you."

"no."

Kitahara Nanfeng shook his head: "The morning call was called by Sanluo Kei, and it seems that the head of the countermeasure class is very interested in me.

But I don’t know the head of the section chief, nor do I know what her personality is, so I can’t take you there. And if you follow me, it will distract me. You can stay at home, and I will come back later."

Natsume Mio bit her rosy lips and still held his wrist.

"Don't worry, I'll be back."

Beiyuan Nanfeng said softly, then squatted down sideways, but was a shoe-taking tool for her to take off her leather shoes and socks.

Natsume Mio's small and exquisite jade feet were held in his hand by Kitahara Nanfeng again.

Natsume Mio sat on the entrance, this time she was so shy that she was not shy.

"You promised me that I must come back safely."

Natsume Mio was silent for a while, and knew that he could not help Kitahara Nanfeng, and would also distract him from taking care of him.

Beiyuan Nanfeng nodded, looked at her, and smiled and said, "Don't worry."

...

Ten minutes later.

The north-land south wind left.

And Mio Natsume was still sitting on the entrance.

She hugged her thighs and buried her face in her knees.

It's useless to me...

Sudden.

Dingdong.

The doorbell rang.

Natsume Mio was shocked and thought that Kitahara Nanfeng had returned, so she immediately stood up and opened the door.

"Brother of righteousness..."

"May I ask...is this Jingzheng Shrine?"

But outside the door.

It is not the north and south wind that returns.
Chapter completed!