Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her beautiful and charming oval face and said softly: "Well, I'm back."

"Your brother still knows to come back."

Natsume Mio gently rubbed his face against his palm. After a brief period of obedience, she began to complain: "For a whole month, I can't see anyone for a whole month. Although I call every day, I can't see you at all... I can see it on TV, but I don't feel real through the screen at all, okay?"

"What new department you said on TV, new bills, new regulations, and new regulations at all... But I can't do anything except watching TV at home. I missed the cultural festival and haven't been to school for a long time. Now you are so famous that I dare not go to school alone. And... I can't finish eating too much."

"Woo...Why is it so long? It's so too much... Brother Yi is really too much."

Natsume Mio knelt on the ground, raising her pink fist to hit Kitahara Nanfeng's thigh, while muttering, pouring out all her simple joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was not impatient and just kept apologizing.

"...So my brother won't leave for so long this time, right?"

After Beiyuan Nanfeng apologized again.

Natsume Mio suddenly stopped thinking, raised her head, and quietly held Kitahara Nanfeng's hand.

Her half slap was hidden in the sleeve of her sweater, only a piece of slender and white fingers were exposed. She carefully held Beiyuan Nanfeng's fingers, as if she was afraid that Beiyuan Nanfeng would run away.

It has a strange cute feeling.

Beiyuan Nanfeng shook his head and smiled and said, "No more."

"Then I'll go to school tomorrow, and I'll hide behind you. My righteous brother is so famous now. I can't go to school alone."

Mio Natsume blinked: "Brother Yi should be a shield. I haven't been to school for a long time... If I don't go, my friend will abandon me, and then I will be isolated, and then I will be called a dark woman. In the end, everything will be lost, and I will only follow Brother Yi..."

“There are too many associations, too many.”

Beiyuan Nanfeng stopped and couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, the shield will be used well."

"I agreed, what do you want to eat at night?"

Natsume Mio raised her snow-white chin from Kitahara Nanfeng's palm and closed her hair.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her and said with a funny look: "It's so disagreeable. He was complaining just now, but now he suddenly asked me what I want to eat tonight."

"Complaints and negative emotions won't make Brother Yi happy."

Natsume Mio rubbed her round thighs that had been kneeling for a long time, stood up from the floor, and whispered: "It's good to vent occasionally, my little temper doesn't matter at all."

"I am the woman behind Brother Yi... Well, how about it, do you feel that way? Brother Yi."

The girl grabbed her hair that she had gathered up with one hand, and the thin white sweater outlined the graceful curves of the girl. She tilted her head and looked at the Nanfeng of Beiyuan, and a flower-like smile appeared on her face.

When she said this, her beautiful face was a little embarrassed, and her eyes were dodging, but she still insisted on pretending to be careless.

To be honest, it's very cute.

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at Mio Natsume, who seemed to be emitting an attractive aura all over his body. After a while of silence, he suddenly sighed: "I should have come back with a gift."

"Ah, yes, you haven't come back for so long and you don't even bring a gift."

Natsume Mio put down her hair that was tied into a ponytail, and as if she was reminded, she knelt forward on the sofa, grabbed Kitahara Nanfeng's shoulder, and shook him hard. The soft voice had a little coquettish sense, and she said angrily: "It's too much, it's really too much, Oni Jiang."

The names have changed.

Beiyuan Nanfeng immediately said: "I'll buy it later."

"It's too late, it's meaningless to buy it now. I've prepared a gift for you..."

"What?"

Speaking of this, the south wind in the north is no longer trapped.

"Sure enough, brother Yi, you didn't plan to give me a gift at all. As soon as I said that I had prepared the gift, your attention was diverted."

“…”

The Nanfeng of Beiyuan was choked and had nothing to say.

Natsume Mio saw Kitahara Nanfeng's expression, pursed her lips and smiled.

"Okay, I'll get the gift."

She jumped off the sofa and ran back to her room under the curious gaze of Beiyuan Nanfeng.

Then, more than ten minutes later, she trotted back and stood in front of Nanfeng, Beiyuan.

She was still wearing the white sweater that made her delicate and delicate curves look particularly beautiful, but the jeans were replaced with a skirt, revealing a pair of snow-white, round, jade-like, smooth, and graceful and slender legs.

"I have agreed that my brother Yi hasn't come back for so long and will not wear a skirt...so this is a gift."

Natsume Mio stood in front of Kitahara Nanfeng, with a faint blush on her stunning little face, and she turned her head shyly.

Under the light, she seemed to be shining with dazzling light.

"What's this... Isn't this a gift prepared?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her, and after a while, he whispered.

"Ah, I just wore jeans."

Natsume Mio closed her skirt and knelt on the sofa again, grabbed Kitanhara Nanfeng's shoulder: "Brother Ye-woo, don't say you didn't notice it, you obviously took a few glances just now."

Beiyuan Nanfeng defended himself: "You look good in whatever you wear, I really didn't notice it. I'm not a pervert who keeps staring at my thighs."

"So that's the case? Then I'll exchange it."

Natsume Mio showed a sudden enlightenment expression.

After saying that, she was about to jump off the sofa and go back to the room.

"Well...think carefully, I think I've discovered it."

Beiyuan Nanfeng had quick eyes and quick hands. He reached out and grabbed her with excellent elasticity and felt like silk-like snow-white jade legs.

Serious.

Natsume Mio's movements froze and turned her head to look at Nihara Nanfeng.

The two looked at each other, and after a few seconds of silence, they laughed together.

"You are stupid brother..."

Natsume Mio fell forward and lay in Kitanhara's arms. After rubbing his cheek intimately, her head naturally slid into his neck, making her smile tremble.

He laughed and blamed:

"I'm finally back, stupid brother."

"Um."

"Brother Yi clearly just wanted to see the skirt, the thigh, and he even touched it."

"Um."

"Leg control."

"Um."

"nausea."

"ah……?"

"I like you."

“…”

Natsume Mio raised her head, opened her arms, and hugged Kitahara Nanfeng's neck, smiling like a flower.

"I like you."

"Um."

Nanfeng Kitahara smiled, put his chin on her head, and the tip of his nose was against her hair.
Chapter completed!