Chapter 348

Trembling!

Chika Fujiwara's body was trembling, and it wasn't just that.

Since sitting together, how long had Chika Fujiwara kept that red face?

Kitakami Yoru wasn't blind, nor was he a fool.

This Chika Fujiwara, hates me, keeps ignoring me, why would she stay with me?

She would have long since given him a look, scolded him, and left.

Even, she could have used her connections to kill him easily.

"Woo woo..."

Strong, thick hormones kept drilling into Chika Fujiwara's nasal cavity and mind; she couldn't control the meaningless whimpering sound from her mouth.

Simply put.

She should be in heat.

Kitakami Yoru's scent was the purest Vitamin C medicine for girls.

"Chika-chan..."

All words were contained within.

Carrying inquiry, carrying ingratiation...

"Mm..."

The countless chaotic thoughts in Chika Fujiwara's mind instantly vanished.

Run away? Absolutely not.

Throw it all away.

Instead, she recalled the previous two times.

"Love you."

Kitakami Yoru didn't know why, but he blurted out these words before kissing her.

As their lips met, he suddenly discovered something was wrong.

"I didn't mean to say these words?!"

"Huh? Forget it, whatever!"

"Whether I say it or not, it doesn't matter..."

But it made Chika Fujiwara feel even sweeter.

I heard that French people like girlfriends older than themselves; Kitakami Yoru wasn't clear about that.

Because everyone said that the French leader Macron set a good example.

But a French kiss is truly not bad.

"Huff... huff..."

Chika Fujiwara, whose lung capacity was relatively poor, opened her eyes in a daze; her forehead and cheeks were burning hot.

Someone who didn't know might touch her and think she had a high fever and was sick.

However...

It was about the same.

Indeed, she was...

"Chika, does it feel good..."

Kitakami Yoru was also very surprised; the object of his first formal kiss was Chika Fujiwara!

Chika Fujiwara, this top-tier wealthy young lady!

Yesterday, she was still angry and said she wouldn't talk to him.

"Mm, it feels quite good..."

Chika Fujiwara's palms were sweating a lot; she nodded blankly, and she had almost melted away.

"Continue?"

Kitakami Yoru licked his lips quickly, still feeling it wasn't enough.

"You... you close your eyes."

The shy girl only had the person she liked in her eyes at this moment.

Hearing this, Kitakami Yoru felt he should close his eyes.

Yesterday.

Chika Fujiwara told Kitakami Yoru to close his eyes, intending to secretly kiss him.

Just kiss his cheek, a dragonfly-touch kiss would be fine.

Who knew Kitakami Yoru wouldn't listen, and opened his eyes during the process, and was overbearing to boot.

"I'm coming... ha..."

The trembling words drifted from her pink, fragrant lips; Chika Fujiwara took a deep breath to build up her courage.

Love permeated.

Chika Fujiwara's hands hooked tightly around Kitakami Yoru's neck, fearing he would run away.

Kitakami Yoru's hands, restrained, didn't move wildly, but inserted into her pink hair to hold her little head.

Two minutes later...

This time, it was a little shorter.

"Huff... I'm so tired..."

Chika Fujiwara couldn't hold it anymore; she let go of Kitakami Yoru, stepped back, and breathed heavily.

Kitakami Yoru was quiet and didn't speak, but his hands were trembling, having nowhere to rest, and the excitement in his eyes was beyond words.

The air was quiet for a few more minutes.

Chika Fujiwara let out a sharp cry and covered her face, turning away.

What happened?

What just happened?

"Chika, how does it feel?"

Kitakami Yoru took the initiative to use his hands to tidy Chika Fujiwara's hair.

"I don't know, I don't know..."

Chika Fujiwara reached out to block him.

Where was the courage to tell Kitakami Yoru to close his eyes?

37: Little Blonde Spraying Wildly

"Chika-chan? *Cough cough*..."

Kitakami Yoru called Chika Fujiwara's name gently, showing intimacy.

His hands nervously clutched his pants, pulling out wrinkles.

"What?"

"We've already kissed twice; are you satisfied now?"

Chika Fujiwara turned around with a cute face that was even rosier than before.

If Kitakami Yoru wasn't the person involved, he would definitely tell Chika Fujiwara to go look in the mirror and go to the hospital for an emergency visit immediately.

It was really too red to be a normal person.

"Chika, you take out your phone and look at your face; it's super red."

Kitakami Yoru coldly changed the words he wanted to say into a reminder.

"What's wrong?"

Chika Fujiwara could feel her face burning.

But hearing Kitakami Yoru say this, she quickly reached into her pocket to get her phone.

In her anxiety, she rummaged through her pocket, and she suddenly widened her eyes.

"Where did my phone go?"

Chika Fujiwara stood up, looking around in surprise, thinking the phone had fallen nearby.

"Did you lose it?" ===== CHAPTER 349 =====