Chapter 347

Kitakami Yoru kept a shallow smile on his handsome face, slowly and deliberately so that Chika Fujiwara could see clearly and have time to react to his actions.

His hands didn't stop kneading her fragrant shoulders, and he leaned in tightly.

Chika Fujiwara continued to shift her butt, sitting far away, leaning against the pillar.

His hand was suspended in the air; Kitakami Yoru was stunned for a moment, then continued to lean in shamelessly.

In his mouth, he kept calling Chika Fujiwara in an intimate and gentle tone:

"Chika, Chika."

"Oh my, what to do, I'm so shy."

"Kitakami-san, how could he..."

"If I had known, I wouldn't have come to meet him; staying in the student council would have been fine."

"Woo woo... mm..."

Chika Fujiwara's mood was extremely pleasant, but it was the kind of emotion where she was happy but couldn't vent it, which felt strange on her body.

"Chika?"

Kitakami Yoru slowly reached out his hand and tilted his head to look at Chika Fujiwara's face.

"Don't knead; you touch my shoulder, and it makes me think of that feeling again."

"You bully, why are you so skilled?"

Chika Fujiwara gently slapped away Kitakami Yoru's hand and said with a rosy, pink face.

"Skilled?"

"I even gave my first kiss to Chika-chan; it must be a natural reaction." Kitakami Yoru answered without blushing or skipping a beat.

"You, you... what first kiss..."

"You must be lying to me; who would dare to boldly kiss me and touch me around for their first kiss."

Chika Fujiwara's face became more and more rosy, like a ripe fairy peach.

Waiting for the owner of the golden staff that can grow and shrink to come and pick it.

"Chika-chan, think about my image during the summer vacation, and how long it's been since school started."

Kitakami Yoru put his hands on his hips helplessly and looked into the distance.

Let Chika Fujiwara think about it slowly.

"But if I say this, will I be sorry to Chika?"

"My first kiss, Eriri, pfft, no, no..."

Chika Fujiwara looked Kitakami Yoru up and down and began to ponder.

Hearing Kitakami Yoru say this, it made so much sense.

"But I don't care about the first kiss; at least it's not what I care about most."

Chika Fujiwara reached out and patted Kitakami Yoru's shoulder.

"So any request Chika wants to make of me is fine."

Kitakami Yoru squeezed out a smile.

"Any?"

"Request?"

The devil instantly condensed and grew, filling Chika Fujiwara's pure heart.

Heh heh.

Threaten Kitakami Yoru, fiercely blackmail and threaten him to be her boyfriend.

This is too bad.

"Anything I can satisfy and promise you, I can do."

The more Kitakami Yoru said, the less bottom he felt in his heart.

What could Chika Fujiwara be lacking?

"Tell me honestly, have you lied to other girls, making your hands so skilled at touching?"

Chika Fujiwara's little hands were clasped together, placed flat on her thighs, and she turned to face Kitakami Yoru to ask.

Her gaze was burning.

"No, I guarantee not; I've only been this intimate with you, Chika, and haven't kissed anyone else."

Kitakami Yoru replied calmly.

Strictly speaking, he wasn't lying.

Eriri doesn't count.

Except for that stupid blonde dog Eriri, he hadn't kissed anyone else.

Besides, Eriri is a cute dog, and she doesn't count as a person.

"Forget it, I forgive you."

Chika Fujiwara stared at Kitakami Yoru's eyes, desperately widening her eyes, and looked for several seconds.

The smile on her lips burst out, and she let out a slight giggle, kicking Kitakami Yoru with her foot.

"By the way, you weren't kidding just now, were you? Struggling whether to kneel down and lick... lick my..."

"Huh?"

As she spoke, Chika Fujiwara, to cover up this shyness, deliberately kicked Kitakami Yoru's foot again to vent.

"Yeah, what's wrong with that? If Chika wants, I can do that every day."

Kitakami Yoru pursed his lips slightly, his expression carrying a hint of mockery.

"Chika is so simple, about the same as Nanami; maybe Nanami would be the same?"

"Completely unaware that there are perverts like me in the world."

"Mm... Gabriel is also..."

"No, go die, it's too disgusting."

Chika Fujiwara laughed and started hitting Kitakami Yoru.

The sound of fighting echoed around the small pavilion.

Usually, it's quiet and remote here; almost no one would come over.

"Someone is here?"

Megumi Kato finished lunch and came out to buy a bottle of water; she was depressed and planned to come here for a walk.

From afar, in the shadows of the trees, she heard the sound of fighting.

"Alright, alright, I didn't mean it; I've apologized so many times, can you forgive me?"

Kitakami Yoru spread his hands, begging for mercy helplessly.

"Barely, I'll forgive you."

Chika Fujiwara kicked Kitakami Yoru and hummed lightly.

"Kitakami-san, with another girl?"

The laughter made during the fight wouldn't be deliberately controlled.

Megumi Kato went blank, her heart gave a fierce twitch, sour.

Because she had long regarded the small pavilion as a private space to be alone with Kitakami Yoru.

The kind of secret place that belonged only to her and Kitakami Yoru.

"Kitakami-san brought a girl here..."

"And they're fighting and playing..."

Megumi Kato puffed up her cheeks in anger, her footsteps hesitating, not daring to walk over to see.

After struggling with her expression, Megumi Kato didn't turn back in resignation, but clenched her small, defiant fists and walked back angrily.

So what?

She was the one who came first and knew Kitakami Yoru the earliest.

"Chika-chan, you're so cute..."

Kitakami Yoru suddenly stopped, the light in his eyes looking straight at Chika Fujiwara's beautiful eyes.

In an instant, Chika Fujiwara, who was laughing and giggling, was as if she had been hit by a freezing spell, stunned with shyness.

"Chika-chan, don't you like me at all?"

Kitakami Yoru smiled gently, and both hands reached for Chika Fujiwara's shoulders, supporting her gently. ===== CHAPTER 348 =====