Then the elevator door opened, and Ori Madara was horrified to find that he was facing a broom with an angry face holding the bamboo knife in his hand. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'm sorry to stay with me!"

Syllable!

Raising his hand left a heavy mark of a bamboo knife on Ori Madara's face, and Shinono's broom went down the stairs next to him angrily. Weaving Madara covered his head for a summer and wanted to cry without tears.

"Yixia, it's not like I won't help you."

The gloating smile at Ori Madara Yixia, ignoring the other party's gaze for help, Luo Xing pushed him out of the elevator and continued upward.

"713, that's right, this is it."

Following the room number on the room card, Luo Xing stood still in this luxuriously decorated corridor with several oil paintings on both sides.

He put down his salute and tapped lightly on the wooden door in front of him.

Who will be the roommate that Shinonoshu arranged for himself?

The carefully renovated wooden door quietly opened, revealing a youthful female figure.

"Luo Xing, from today onwards, I will be your roommate?"

"Do you know more?"

Looking at the blue-haired beauty in front of him who seemed to have just taken a bath, with a lot of water droplets on her light blue hair, and was wearing thin pajamas, revealing a lot of spring light, Luo Xing smiled very happily.

It looks like it's time to open your own meat.

"I really didn't expect it to be you."

"Oh? Luo Xing knows me? ”

He asked Luo Xing even more curiously. She ruffled her hair, and a few mischievous droplets of water fell on her white pajamas. After soaking the already translucent pajamas, the pink skin underneath is faintly revealed.

"Of course."

Luo Xing raised his eyebrows, not shy at all admiring the beautiful figure that he didn't deliberately show.

This convex and concave front does not look like a sixteen-year-old high school student at all, worthy of a mixed race with both Russian and Japanese ancestry.

"The famous Russian spy, the driver of the third generation of IS "Misty Lady", the seventeenth generation of the Lady of the Fog, the master of the more knowledgeable family who is proficient in assassination, I have naturally heard of it. ”

"Since you know that I was born in a black family that is proficient in assassination, classmate Luo Xing, do you dare to be so close to me?"

The mouth is fragrant, and the identity that has been exposed by Luo Xing is more knowledgeable. His hands rested on Luo Xing's neck and wrapped his soft arms around him.

Feeling the fragrance that was tightly fitting to him, Luo Xing took a deep breath of air, and incorporated the shampoo smell of the shampoo and the shower gel on the other party's body into his nose, half serious and half joking.

"To paraphrase an old saying from a big country in the East, if the peony flower dies, it is also romantic to be a ghost."

"Uh-huh."

Let out a soft snort similar to a coquettish gasp, his hands were slightly forced, and he knew that he was squeezing Luo Xing's airway, wanting to gain some initiative.

But what surprised her was that even though her strength slowly increased, from thirty percent to fifty percent of her strength, to seventy percent of her strength, and until the last eighty percent of her strength, Luo Xing looked at each other with a look that seemed to be smiling. The neck, which was wrapped between two soft arms, was not even red.

"Sister Senior, can I trouble you to let it go? I still have a lot of stuff with me. ”

Realizing that he might have made a wrong decision, he smiled and stepped back to make room for Luo Xing.

Previously used as a girl's room, room 713 was unexpectedly simple. The things that are more knowledgeable are all honestly staying on her side, and they don't occupy the place that belongs to Luo Xing.

The identity of the more aware of the absence has a semi-military nature, and he has also received strict training since he was a child. Although she was momentarily lost due to the lack of information gathered on Luo Xing, she quickly collected her mood and put on a gentle smile like a big sister again.

According to the information she has gathered about Luo Xing, he has been an orphan since he was a child, and his parents and the parents of the Weaving Spots siblings died when they met for a driving trip, and he was almost brought up by Weaving Spots in the winter with Weaving Spots.

And the post-mortem style of weaving spots and thousands of winters is more understandable. In her judgment, children like Luo Xing and Zhiban Yixia must be very lacking in Guan (Se) Huai (seduction) from the elder (royal) (sister).

Originally, Weaving Spotted Yixia, who was the younger brother of Weaving Spotted Qiandong, was her goal, but since Luo Xing had landed in the same bedroom with her, she naturally chose to be close to the water.

"Senior Luo Xing, you just came to the school, you still don't know a lot about the school, right? Do you want your senior sister to talk to you at night? ”

Even more aware of the whole person lying on the bed belonging to Luo Xing, rolling unscrupulously, leaving her taste on it. Her chest is not lost to Yamada Maya's plumpness, which is squeezed by force, revealing a large area of breast meat, exuding a powdery and charming atmosphere.

This delicate and shiny, but also exuding a faint fragrance of the skin attracted Luo Xing's gaze, and he tucked the few clothes into the closet to the bedside, looking down condescendingly, and his eyes burned like a beast.

"What, do you want to do some small games with my senior sister that make people face ~ red ~ heart ~ beat ~ !"

found that he was more aware of the spring, not only did he not retreat, but he also deliberately opened his neckline to facilitate Luo Xing's sight.

"Are you serious?"

"Huh?"

Caught off guard by Luo Xing's question, he was even more surprised, and then showed his standard spy-like charming smile.

"Of course, if the junior brother is willing, the senior sister doesn't mind taking you to experience the happiness of an adult."

"Forget it tonight."

The flames in Luo Xing's eyes gradually dissipated, and he suddenly lifted his own sheets, and used his dexterity to throw her onto his bed in a more incoherent scream.

"Although I really want to get your first time, if you don't hand it over willingly, I always feel that there will be some shortcomings."

Rearranging his sheets, Luo Xing put his hands behind his head and lay on the soft mattress.

"Although the sesame (river crab) lure is also part of the compulsory spy course, I don't want you to use it on other people in the future. Not even for a summer. In other words, a summer is even worse. ”

"Oh huh, what? It's just that we just met, Senior Brother Luoxing, are you already obsessed with your senior sister? ”

Lying on the bed, he stretched his waist, and he knew that Wu Wu was still using his own methods to communicate with Luo Xing.

Although the situation seemed to be a little wrong, he was sure that he had left a deep impression on him.

The rest is about the shyness and reserve that characterize boys, and the machismo that prevailed in Japan a decade ago.

Even more aware of the fact that he showed a smug smile in his heart: I didn't expect that I would succeed in using the beauty trick for the first time.

Next, it's a matter of how to go one step further and gain Luo Xing's trust, and then find out why he, as a man, can use the secret of IS.

Subconsciously, I didn't rule out the possibility of using Luo Xing as a springboard to contact the weaving spots for a summer.