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Kill her at last!

Just thinking about Sakurai Akira had the urge to rush forward, and this feeling became stronger and stronger, maybe in the next moment he will be dominated by desire completely regardless of the people around him.

At this moment, Kazama Chiko suddenly said, "Senior, are you particularly good at sports~"

"Yes," Akira Sakurai replied casually.

"No wonder, I think Senpai, your body seems to be very strong," Kazama Shiko curled around his hair.

Well, I will let you know how strong this body will be later~

"Then Kazama, are you good at running? I think your legs seem to have been exercised." Akira Sakurai took the opportunity to look at the slender legs under Kazama's table. Black silk made her look very good. The beautiful legs are wrapped, and the looming snow-white skin makes Sakurai Akira an urge to wipe her saliva.

"Yes, I used to belong to the track and field team," Kazama said embarrassedly.

I'll taste it later, Akira Sakurai licked his lips.

"But I'm the main force of the Kendo club~" Kazama reached out two hands, his calloused hands made Akira Sakurai frowned, but it soon eased.

Although it is impossible to enjoy the beautiful girl's delicate hands, it at least proves that Kazama is likely to resist, and the pleasure he enjoys can be doubled.

Holding the wooden sword that he was like a partner, he was easily pressed to the ground, holding the wooden sword that had always protected him, and then he was mercilessly violated!

"Senior?" Kazama reached out and shook his hand in front of Akira Sakurai.

Akira Sakurai woke up suddenly, scratching his head quickly and said apologetically, "I'm sorry I just wandered."

"Hmm, senpai is really true," Kazama puffed up, as if angry.

"I'm sorry, how about I invite you to drink~" Sakurai took out a bottle of drink from his bag and placed it in front of Kazama.

"It's pretty much the same," Kazama nodded in satisfaction. Suddenly she blushed and her black legs were tightly pressed together. "The senior... I'll go to the toilet."

"Go, go," Akira Sakurai was indifferent on the surface but cheered inwardly. He happened to be still worrying about how to let him and Kazama be alone so that he could start, just when Kazama himself ran into it.

"It's rude," Kazama blushed and left the seat and walked towards the toilet.

Sakurai Akira licked his lips as he watched the graceful back of Kazama Chiko, stood up and followed silently.

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PS Why is my update time so mysterious and weird?Because there are classes during the day!

Chapter 111 Akira Sakurai: Eyes!Blind!

After confirming that there was no one around, Akira Sakurai cautiously walked to the toilet, where there seemed to be Ruoyouruwu humming.

At this moment, Akira Sakurai kicked the door open and walked in. At this moment, Kazama was bending over, pressing his hands on the zipper on the side of the skirt as if he was about to take it off.

Seeing this scene, Akira Sakurai couldn't help but rushed directly to the Kazama child.

"Wait a minute, senior, what do you want to do!" Kazama seemed to be taken aback by the sudden development and released his short skirt in panic and waved his hand.

"What are you doing? Of course it's you!" At this moment, Akira Sakurai, who is dominated by desire, does not intend to conceal his greed at all. The alienated right hand directly held the hands of Kazama Chiko's wrists and pressed heavily against the wall. Lifting Kazama's body, Kazama's child had to padded his toes.

Originally, Kazama's 1.76-meter height was one of the best among girls, but Akira Sakurai was much taller.

"Senior, if you stop your hands now, I can assume that nothing happened!" Kazama said with composure.

"I'm sorry, I don't plan to stop!" Akira Sakurai raised the right hand holding the wrist of the Kazama, and directly let the Kazama into the air. Seeing the two beautiful black silk legs that were unable to sway, Akira Sakurai panted heavily. He touched his left hand on Kazama's beautiful leg, and began to touch it upwards.

"Stop!" Feeling the strange sensation on his legs, Kazama Chiko got goose bumps, and his legs were tightly tangled together in an attempt to prevent Sakurai Akira from further infringement.

"Oh-" Sakurai became even more excited as he felt the feeling of his left hand. As expected, Kazama’s legs are very elastic, coupled with the silky feeling of stockings, and Kazama’s legs clamped his legs. The power made his eyes more and more red, and he couldn't wait to vent on the beautiful legs of Kazama.

He doesn't want to kill her anymore. If he can, he really wants to keep such a perfect woman by his side forever and output crazily every day, but this idea was washed away by the black desire brought by the dragon blood as soon as it rose.

"Come on, don't be shy!" No matter how hard Kazama Shiko's silky stockings betrayed her, Sakurai Akira leaned toward the bottom of Kazama Shiko's skirt while enjoying the comfort.

"You will regret it! You will regret it!" found that he could not stop Akikaze Sakurai shouting angrily.

"Scream! This will only make me even more excited!" Akira Sakurai's eyes were red. At this time, he felt that he had touched something in his hand. Akira Sakurai's eyes lit up, "I didn't expect you to wear safety pants. !"

"Shut up!" Kazama was gritted his teeth.

"Hahaha! Let me take a look! Your cutest place!" Akira Sakurai laughed and pulled the edge of the safety pants.

"No," Kazama's tone pleaded unconsciously.

"Hey--"

That's right!With red eyes, Akira Sakurai tore off the last safety pants he found holding the "maiden".

Looking at the rags all over the sky, Akira Sakurai gasped and looked at Kazama’s lower body, which was covered by a short skirt. It seemed that it was the black silk on Kazama’s beautiful legs that was too violent. Also tore, revealing fair skin.

"Awesome!" The lower body covered by the short skirt seemed to be a tempting Pandora's box, making Sakurai Akira's left hand stretched towards the short skirt as if it had been enchanted.

"What color is it!"

Akira Sakurai laughed and lifted his short skirt. The look of Kazama's child is like a chick must be pure pink!Sakurai looked over expectantly.

The dazzling light made Sakurai's eyes go dark, and two lines of blood and tears overflowed.

"Ahhhhhhh-eyes! Eyes are going to be blind!" Akira Sakurai released his right hand and covered his eyes with both hands and backed away several steps.

Akira Sakurai seemed to be showered from head to tail by a bucket of ice water, allowing his boiling dragon blood to cool down.

Gosh!I must be dreaming!what is that!how is this possible!That must be fake!So big, bigger than mine!

"I said you will regret it," Kazama Zhizi stood up and frowned. The chilly feeling is really bad, especially if he is still wearing a short skirt. A big action will surely be the same as a perverted exhibitionist. Speaking of how girls can wear short skirts and still stay away.

"Why do you want to do such a cruel thing!" Akira Sakurai could no longer see. His eyesight had been lost due to the evolutionary medicine, but he was still able to barely see the things around him, but just in the dazzling light just now. Destroying his vision, he now seems to have fallen into the darkness, but the abnormal women in front of him are as dazzling as the light in the darkness.

"You brought it up by yourself," Yuan Zhi said coldly.

To be reasonable, their original plan was to clear the field and let him attract Sakurai Akira's attention, but who would have thought that Sakurai Akira was so anxious, he was just a toilet, and Sakurai Akira couldn't wait to run over, but he was a childish child. I was caught off guard, not only was the advantage of my legs taken up, but my underwear was also torn.

"You are the executive officer, right!" At this moment Akira Sakurai covered his eyes and leaned against the door.

"Yes," Yuan Zhisheng looked around and planned to find something sharper as a weapon. After all, how could a high school girl hide two knives in her body?

"It feels like light, I know you are Amaterasu!" Akira Sakurai slowly lowered his hands, revealing a face covered with tiny scales.

"Yes," Yuan Zhisheng said lightly.

"Unexpectedly, Tangtang Amaterasu would not hesitate to wear women's clothing," Akira Sakurai mocked and "looked" towards Yuan Zhisheng, "You are really a pervert."

Yuan Zhisheng’s face turned black and he picked up a wooden mop, held the two ends of the post bar with both hands, kicked off the mop with his right leg wrapped in black silk, Yuan Zhisheng threw away the section of the mop head. Point the broken part on the other end to Akira Sakurai.