I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

Sakura sat down on the stool in the lounge, raised her slender jade legs, and picked up the red nail polish bottle that was placed aside.

She has never applied nail polish, neither on her fingers nor her toes.

But she heard that red is a seductive color, and no man can resist this color.

She doesn't know if it is true or not, but she is willing to try.

A small brush was applied to the bare feet with white matte finish, and her green insteps became tight from time to time. She pouted her mouth in anguish, which was a little troublesome.

She applied her first nail polish awkwardly, but fortunately, her care was not wasted.

After a while, the jade feet were dotted with coquettish red.

Then she picked up the black stockings she had prepared.

Yuzu's little toes spread out playfully, the black silk stockings shimmered, swallowing them little by little, and then spread straight up, swallowing the white calf and plump thighs.

Her stockings only reach the roots of her thighs. The bottom is shiny black, the top is snowy white, and the faint green.

The lounge has a mirror.

After Sakura put on the stockings, stepping on the cloth slippers, she turned around and walked to the mirror, staring at herself reflected in the mirror.

The sexy clothes gleamed with unparalleled charm, the high-impact red and white interweaving on the upper body, and the intriguing black and white chaos on the lower body. The overlapping of the two scenes made Sakura's brain suffocated in an instant.

"so beautiful.."

Ying murmured.

She had never worn it like this, it was the first time in her life.

She looked at herself in the mirror for a while, and finally got over the shyness in her heart.

She stepped on her jade feet, stepped on her slippers, walked a few steps in front of the mirror, stretched out her jade finger, touched the cold mirror surface, and also touched her in the mirror.

Puff..

Ying suddenly showed a bright smile, her clear eyes, and her pure and delicate face are incompatible with the sexy in the mirror, like angels and demons repelling each other.

But it has a unique and contradictory beauty. Sentiment is mixed with sexy, and sexy is hidden in youth, and it is natural.

Then she put on a purple tube top dress and added a gem pendant to the delicate collarbone and elegant swan neck.

The hem of the long skirt had a leak, and when she shook her lotus step, the black stockings hidden under the long skirt were looming.

Then she put on her black high-heeled shoes and curled her long wet hair with her fingertips.

Eh.. I knew I wouldn't wash my hair, it would be troublesome to dry it.

But if you don't wash it, seniors might smell a little strange.

Accompanied by such entanglement, Sakura picked up the hair dryer and slowly dried her wet long hair, and then continued to tie it up. The high pony tail disrupted the image of the old young girl and matched this outfit. , Sakura shows mature sexy charm.

Finally, she picked up the makeup tray and carefully decorated her delicate facial features with colors.

She did every step very carefully, and there was no mistake.

And all this is just for tonight, for one person.

Hook up the upper lip and lower lip, and apply the red lipstick evenly.

Ying walked to the mirror again, her high heels stepped on the wooden floor, and a pleasant echo echoed in the quiet lounge.

She looked at herself in the mirror, and she was not as green as before.

The corners of her mouth are slightly tilted, and the sense of charm completely replaces purity. She is like a seductive red rose, quietly waiting for someone to pick it.

No, she was determined not to wait any longer, she wanted to actively look for the person who was interested.

And in his heart, he will always leave his own mark.

"Hoo... Come on."

Ying calmed down her nervous mood, took a lotus step, and the crisp high-heeled shoes stepped away from the lounge.

When the door was closed, the lounge returned to quiet.

Looking at the time, it was already 6 o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, most of the people in the college had already left the school, so the school road seemed deserted.

Along the way, Ying only met a few students.

When every student sees her, his eyes are always attracted by her charm involuntarily.

But Sakura doesn't care about these, she has only one goal.

She walked to the student union building, looked for it carefully, and finally found the office of the club management department.

It was getting late, and only one lamp was still shining on the quiet campus.

The office is brightly lit, and people are floating.

Sakura leaned in front of the door, and a little voice came from inside, that was the voice of senior.

She smiled, instead of knocking on the door, she turned around and sat on the small bench in the office corridor.

She is waiting, waiting for her seniors to finish their work.

Sorry for the words, even if it is an ally, the competitive relationship between you and me cannot disappear.

Senior, it must belong to me first.

Chapter 105: I'm a little hungry!

As the night deepens, a bleak autumn wind blows.

The wind blows away the clouds in the sky, revealing the bright moon, and the moonlight is shining brightly on the corridor.

The wind blew over the long skirt, and the skirt swayed slightly unconsciously. The wind also passed over her bare white skin, over the pink shoulders, the pendants dotted on her neck, the radiance of gems Intertwined with Qinghui.

It should be a bit cold, she didn't wear thick clothes.

But Ying didn't feel the coldness, and she felt hotter and hotter.

Her little hands clenched the skirt tightly, and the voice of the senior came from her ears from time to time.

Just listening, she unconsciously imagined certain scenes in her mind, thinking about it, and the turbulent enthusiasm in her heart dispelled all the cold.

So long... and looking forward to...

Jingu Makoto had no idea that someone was waiting for him silently in the corridor outside.

He is like a proctor, walking around in the office, wandering around each member, stopping from time to time, watching them weave complicated and obscure code numbers.

Occasionally he would ask and make suggestions based on the answers of the members.

Or when members encounter design problems, they will also ask him, and he can respond in time.

Of course, he is quiet most of the time.

He knew that he shouldn't be too finger-pointing, and he himself was not a professional technician.

The nagging that came out from time to time was just due to his excitement and anxiety.

Phoo~

In this way, time passed by little by little.

He took out his cell phone and took a look. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

This time passed so fast... Jingu Makoto couldn't help but sigh secretly, and immediately clapped his hands. Everyone was immersed in work and ignored.

He had to take a few more shots, which attracted everyone's attention.

"Come here today, you guys have worked hard."

Shrine Makoto bowed slightly.

Ishigami stretched out and said, "Is it finally off work, eh?? Is it already past nine o'clock!!"

"Well, I'll be nagged by my mother again when I go back."

Akasaka Ryunosuke frowned, he was still pondering how to realize the design envisioned by Makoto Jingu.

It is estimated that Ryunosuke Akasaka will have to work overtime tonight, maybe the whole weekend.

Everyone chatted a few more words, and then they got up to go home.

Makoto Jingu opened the door, and Tosaka Sakura, who was sitting in the corridor, was disturbed by the sound of the door pushing.

"has it ended?"

She turned her head to look subconsciously, Jingu Makoto just walked out, and the two eyes looked at each other strangely.

Jingu Makoto was stunned on the spot, and Sakura stared at him. She wanted to match today's dress, but she showed an elegant smile, but she didn't know how, just seeing him, Sakura's mouth burst out unconsciously. Silly smiled.

Stupid, gentle, but unable to hide the love in it.

He was a little surprised, is this Sakura?

Her dress made him feel strange, and her beautiful posture was even more beautiful than the night of the banquet.

After catching a glimpse of her discriminating silly smile, Makoto Jingu probably sorted out her thoughts among the sparks.

Tsk tsk, it really is going farther and farther on the dark road.

Innocent Yan Ye is really not Sakura's opponent, this move out of Tiaohu Lishan, is getting accurate.

Just for a moment, Jingu Makoto also sketched a gentle smile.

At this time, someone behind him came out one after another.

Seeing Sakura sitting in the corridor, they were all stupefied.

This girl... so beautiful!!!

Ishigami even covered his mouth, looking at Jingong Makoto with a look of admiration.

I still wonder why I didn't come during the game, the minister had planned to have a late night date?

You deserve it!

Sakura stood up gracefully and gestured to the crowd slightly: "Hello, I am Tosaka Sakura, a good friend of senior."

The word "good friend" focuses on Makoto Jingu.

Everyone suddenly realized that this beautiful girl had come to the shrine.

But this title is also a bit funny. A good friend of seniors, there is no name.

With a smirk from the bottom of my heart, everyone greeted each other.

Sakura walked to Makoto Jingong and took his hand naturally.

Everyone shouted from the bottom of their hearts: Is this the treatment of a good friend?

I get it, let's slip first!!

Everyone did not stop, and left as if saying hello, for fear of disturbing the good things of the two.

Before leaving, Ishigami vigorously winked at Jingong Makoto, and the ambiguity in his eyes was self-evident.

When they all left, only Sakura with a triumphant smile and Makoto Jingu were left in the corridor.

He glanced at her helplessly, turned back and turned off the office light first, and then closed the door.

Ying held his hand, and she kept looking at him with her beautiful eyes.

Very happy, but also a little nervous.

Although it was her initiative to make a decision long ago, at this moment, it is still inevitable to be nervous.

She wondered if Makoto Jingong would like her sudden visit.

I don't know if Makoto Jingu likes her "unauthorized" declaration of sovereignty.

"Don't wear it like this next time. I don't know if it's cold."

Makoto Jingong let go of her little hand first, and lifted up her coat to cover her bare skin.

The seemingly reprimanding words are full of pampering.

Ying said playfully, "It wasn't cold at all just now."