Kasuga gently placed the lunch box in his hand on the table, and then tiptoed towards his seat.

The beautiful blonde girl seemed to be looking for something important, and she was so attentive that she didn't notice for a moment that a tall boy was standing behind her.

Kiyoling Mitaka's body is well proportioned, with long legs, bent over, pouting her ass just to reach Kasuga's thighs, and push forward.

"Bump!"

"Eh!"

The sound of her head hitting the table and the girl's exclamation of pain came over.

Haruhi was not polite, and before Qingling Meilong pulled her head out of her table pocket, she directly lifted the pleated skirt and came up on the white and tender little buttocks, with a crisp "snap", and a red slap mark appeared on the white ass at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qingling Meilong hurriedly straightened up, covering her head with one small hand, and protecting her skirt with one small hand, her face full of shame and indignation.

"Bastard! How dare you spank me in the classroom! ”

A pair of large bright eyes were full of anger, and the white teeth creaked.

"I haven't asked you yet, what are you doing turning over my desk, Qing Lingsang?" Kasuga rubbed his right hand on the table and said with a smile, "Could it be that you have some special collecting habits?" Then just tell me, and I'll be sure to satisfy you. ”

"Bastard! Give me death! Qingling Meilong lifted her long black legs and kicked them straight to her waist.

However, Haruhi Harano seemed to have been prepared for a long time, grabbed the tight calf in his hand, and then dragged Qingling Milong into his arms.

Feeling the youthful body in his arms, the hands that were originally on Xiaoman's waist couldn't help but start to act separately, one to find Qingling Meilong's conscience, and the other to caress the slap mark just now.

The little sister was a little panting, the cherry mouth opened slightly, and when the spring saw this, she lowered her head and kissed it directly.

Qingling Meilong wanted to dodge, but her brain was already a little standby, and when she reacted, she had already been pinched by Haruhi.

The whole body was held by the man in front of him, Qingling Meilong's toes were slightly cushioned, her little head was tilted, and a pair of small hands grabbed the corner of the boy's school uniform shirt without measure.

In the middle of the night, his lips parted, Haruhi Haruhi leaned down and whispered in the girl's ear,

"Qing Lingsang, your mouth is so sweet."

"Huh!" Qingling Meilong's little face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he pushed away Haruhi Yuanye.

He took two steps back, put his hands around his chest, and snorted arrogantly, "It's Miss Ben who is playing tricks, bastard, you have to remember this!" ”

It's just that the original snow-white neck is slowly replaced by a flush.

"Good, good." Spring waved his hand, for this kind of arrogant and jealous person, he has a way.

"Let's eat first, or the ramen will be in the dust."

"Eh, are you eating ramen today?" As soon as he mentioned eating, Qingling Meilong came to his senses.

She had just looked like a queen, but now she quickly sorted out her pleated shirt and pleated skirt, wiped the saliva from the corners of her mouth (not her own), and began to look for ramen around with her big sparkling eyes.

Just glanced at it twice, and found that what he had just done was very inconsistent with the personality, and immediately changed his face, the expectant gaze was hidden, and he said disdainfully, "Well, yes, I know that Miss Ben hasn't eaten noodles for a long time." Reward you later. ”

"Poof!" Haruhi Harino was really amused by the appearance of Mitaka Qingling.

How can there be such a cute girl?!

"Qingling-san, you are so cute." Kasuga tells the truth.

"Bastard! Too lazy to see you in general! Bring the ramen! Qingling Meilong puffed out her mouth, and her little face was flushed.

The higher the favorability, the more you can unlock Qingling's other poses and expressions!

If this had been changed a few days ago, let alone showing this expression to Haruhi, I'm afraid he wouldn't have turned over his desk pocket from the beginning.

"I'm going!"

Qingling Meilong clasped her hands together and whispered, then picked up the noodles with chopsticks and began to suck them with a happy face.

The one that eats is called a satisfying one, and it makes people look very appetizing.

As I ate and ate, I saw that there were only vegetables and noodles in the spring bowl, and there was no fatty barbecued pork.

Thinking that spring was the vegetable salad to eat in the morning, I was a little reluctant to sandwich the barbecued pork in my bowl to the opposite bowl.

Haruhi Haruhi was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the blonde girl opposite in disbelief.

Qingling Meilong proudly twisted her little head to the side and pouted,

"Look at what, it's so tired, I don't want to eat it. I'll reward you. ”

Seeing this scene, Haruhi couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, grinned, and said with a smile,

"Hey, the eldest lady doesn't want me to lose weight!"

"I'm just going to be against you!!" When Qingling Meilong heard this, her little face was directly angry.

"You bastard!!"

Today's weather is fine, and the afternoon sun shines on people's bodies, which is particularly comfortable.

"Qing Lingsang, what do you think love is?"

Haruhi Yuanye, who was full of food and drink, took the little sister to the roof of the teaching building as usual.

With long black silk legs, he looked at the two mountains that helped him shade the sun, and began to moan without illness.

"Why don't you tell me, where did you put that love letter?" Qingling Meilong said lightly.

When he was in the classroom just after eating, Qingling Meilong began to rummage things in front of Haruhi again, but he couldn't find it.

"Thrown."

？？？

"It's really thrown, Qing Lingsang, you have to have confidence in yourself!" Haruhi Harano said with a smile.

He did throw away the love letter, and he had already read the content when he was in class, so when would he wait if he didn't throw it away?

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the small garden behind the teaching building was gone.

"In the trash can on our floor, oh yes, I still threw it in the recyclable." Seeing that Qingling Meilong didn't speak, Haruki Haruki said lazily.

"Throw it away! It's my! Even if you write her back, I don't care when we meet. Qingling Meilong's silver bell-like voice came.

Compared to just now, it is easy to read.

"Qingling-san, your hard-mouthed look is so cute."

At the end of the lunch break, Kasuga sat back in his seat and looked out the window, reminiscing about the black silk feet of Qingling's classmates, and the Heisuke Yoji and Kunita No. 1 Middle School next to him kept chattering about something.

It was as if they were discussing a new English teacher.

"Hey, hey, I've just seen our English teacher at the door of the office, that's called a...."Heisuke Yoji said proudly.

"You kid, you didn't even ask me to go with you!" Kunita Ichichu was very envious, "Aren't you curious about the spring?" ”

"Aren't we going to meet in a moment?" Haruhi Haruki said indifferently, "Young man, don't be anxious. ”