I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

ps: Yes, yes, the water plot is now, the plot is awkward, it's meaningless, alas, whatever you want.

Chapter one hundred and sixty: I would never want to be crooked!

Dingjiao is a mental illness that often occurs in people with paranoid personality.

The lack of love will lead to their desire for love, which will trigger subsequent possession, which is essentially monopolistic possession.

Compared with men’s normal rationality, girls are relatively easy to go to extremes under the domination of sensibility.

What you can't get is destroyed. This is the most extreme sickness thinking.

But the essence of Bing Jiao does not necessarily belong to love. Ordinary people say that love is tolerance, tolerance, and consideration, but Bing Jiao is the opposite of understanding and tolerance.

Boys often don't like her, but like her that they have conceived of.

Girls continue to strengthen their fantasies because of him, and all fantasies gradually become fanatical.

There is not much difference between the two, but both will bring unpredictable dangers.

No boy will dislike the almost paranoid love for you after being sick, but there must be few willing to bear the consequences of being sick.

Makoto Jingu belongs to the latter, and he tried his best to pave the way for emotions to avoid such extreme situations.

Ying's sudden illness made him feel a little flustered.

After all, Ying's previous experience means that she has a stronger psychology of lack of love than ordinary girls. It is not impossible for her to become ill.

Sakura maintained a calm expression, lowering his judo: "Senior seems to be a little nervous."

"Are you scared?"

Makoto Jingu replied honestly: "If someone comes out and tells you to disfigure you, you will be very scared."

Ying said indifferently: "But I won't detest seniors, no matter what you become, I will always be by your side."

Makoto Jingu hugged her tightly and put his head on her chest: "It's not good to make such a joke."

Puff

Ying quickly broke her power and returned to her usual tenderness: "Hey, this is a warning. If seniors really don't want me, I will do it."

He buried his head in her towering place, and the soft touch made Jingongcheng obsessed with it. He rubbed it and said dullly: "Sb doesn't want you."

"Sb? What is sb?"

Sakura sometimes does not understand Makoto Jingong's meaning, and she finds these words unfamiliar.

"Eh, senior..."

Before Sakura heard the answer, Jingu Makoto pressed her tender body under her body and pushed his chest feebly. Sakura was helpless.

"I always think you like my body, senior."

"Oh? Isn't your body you?"

"Yes, it's just a bit weird, if you are a girl, you might want a different feeling even more."

Makoto Jingu shook his big hand lightly, and Sakura suddenly screamed, and her white skin suddenly flushed.

"Don't you like this feeling?" he joked.

Ying Jiao glared at him angrily, and protested his rogue behavior in her eyes.

"Do you know why I want to go to the amusement park with them?"

Makoto Jingu skillfully demonstrated his ball control skills and asked softly.

Sakura's emotions were stirred, she panted, her eyes blurred: "Why?"

"At the banquet, I promised to dance with Qianhuajiang."

"So?" Sakura didn't understand.

"But, because of an idiot, I missed the appointment. Qianhua foolishly waited until the banquet was over without seeing me."

"You said, which idiot is it?"

Jingu Cheng said with a chuckle.

Yingda blinked her eyes, froze for a moment, and immediately reacted.

At the banquet, after Makoto Jingong finished dancing with her, he accompanied her to see the stars.

That night was an unforgettable night in Ying's memory, and it was also the beginning of her complete fall.

Was it because of me?

Ying Xin's jealousy was immediately calmed down.

She coquettishly said: "I am not a fool."

Makoto Jingong ignored her, bowing her head and kissing her neck and collarbone.

Feeling more and more weird, Sakura's breathing became more and more rapid, and she blushed and said, "So senior is to compensate Fujiwara-senpai?"

"Eh, senior, don't~"

She couldn't resist Makoto's teasing at all, or she had never thought of resisting it from the bottom of her heart.

Letting his kiss pass over her skin, Sakura gradually closed her eyes, feeling the caress of her senior.

Phoo~hoo~hoo~

Sakura was enjoying, suddenly opened her eyes, and whispered in his ear: "Senior, go take a bath first."

Jingu Cheng's anger just came up, how willing to retreat: "Anyway, I will wash it after the meeting, and I will wash it together after the meeting."

Ying didn't follow: "No, you have to take a shower, senior."

"Huh? Why?" Makoto Jingu didn't see this wave of operations.

Ying Jiao snorted: "Your body is all their taste, I don't like it."

Although she had been mentally prepared for a long time, she even formed an alliance with Yanye.

But her limit is to be an ostrich. If I don't see it, I don't know.

A girl who likes you will not really not mind.

Of course she minded, so she didn't want Jingu Makoto smell like other girls and stay with her.

At least, when he is with her, he can only smell her.

OK, this reason is strong enough, Jingong Makoto had to temporarily retract the sword into its sheath.

Ah~

Makoto Jingu got up helplessly, went to the room to pick up her pajamas, and then went to the bathroom.

Sakura sat on the sofa and watched him enter, biting her mouth, her eyes seemed a little hesitant.

Will seniors be angry?

Hey, it really is, it is obviously the fault of senior, why should I worry about whether he will be angry.

I'm such a fool.

Ying sighed and stood up too.

If you were not a fool, you wouldn't like him so humblely.

In the bathroom, Makoto Jingu whistled, enjoying the hot shower.

The mist gradually evaporated, and a figure quietly walked outside the bathroom door.

There is a shadow, but Makoto Jingu didn't notice.

Tear

The door was opened, and Jingu Makoto looked back. Sakura was wearing a bath towel and blushing and said, "Senior...you...me...me..."

Oh???

Even though Ying gave everything to him last night, he was also familiar with everything about her.

However, he couldn't stop the heat rising in his heart.

The girl's delicate body was dressed in a white bath towel, and her white jade-like skin looked extremely pink and tender under the reflection of the fog and light.

He smiled and said, "So anxious?"

Listening to his ridicule, Ying rolled her eyes, thinking that he had seen everything last night, and now she is so shy.

She stepped forward into the wet bathroom and closed the bathroom door.

"I'll rub your back for you, senior, don't think about it crookedly."

Ying is serious.

Makoto Jingu nodded quickly: "Yeah, I don't want to be crooked at all."

He dried a little body first, and then sat on a small stool with a smug expression on his face.

Sakura squatted behind him, stretched out her little hand, pressed his exasperated shoulder, and then slowly kneaded it.

Sakura has never learned massage, so there is no need to expect any technical things.

But this does not prevent Makoto Jingu from enjoying.

The girl's jade hands are slender, and this taste alone is enough to fill her mind.

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ps: Aw, the last one was just a small complaint, it's not a big deal.Anyway, I think Zong Man's description of emotional drama is still very important, can't you just push it directly?Emotions are not foreshadowing, it's boring to look at, and if you can't push it, don't you?Don’t you think that small interactions, Xiaofatang are more interesting?A little bit to unlock the new posture, a little bit...cough cough, don’t say anything.

Unknowingly, this book is almost half a million words, a bit fast, and finally I beg everyone: blade, blade, .

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty One: Call Late at Night!

Sakura should be rubbing her back for the first time.

It can be felt from her extremely unfamiliar technique. As for the trembling little hands, she should be a little nervous.

It stands to reason that she shouldn't be nervous. The relationship between the two is so close, how could she be shy because of rubbing her back.

Makoto Jingu gently patted her trembling little hand, and whispered, "It's very comfortable."

When Ying heard the words, the tension in her heart disappeared a lot, and she smiled softly: "I haven't learned it before. I just press it indiscriminately. I'm afraid you will dislike it."

He didn't mind, Ying Xuan's mood also relaxed, and found a small stool to sit down by the way.

Slightly increase the intensity, and it seems to have vaguely fumbled for a trick, not so strange.

Jingu Makoto closed his eyes, leaned back and leaned on her: "Press more, I'm a little tired."

"Yeah," she replied.

At the same time she was pressing, she was thinking about it. Going back and guessing, she should find a professional teacher to teach it.

The future of the predecessor will certainly not be the same as that of ordinary people, after all, he is the son of the Jingong family and will inherit the cause of the Jingong family in the future.

Then I must be a sensible and wise helper, and I can't make my seniors worry. When seniors are sad, they must learn to enlighten seniors, and when seniors are tired, they must learn to help seniors relax.

In fact, these "skills" are not unfamiliar to her, and the Tosaka family has instilled many skills to her according to this template.

It's just that Sakura wasn't interested at the time, on the surface she was studying seriously, but in fact she didn't care at all.

Now I regret it a little bit. If I knew it, I would be more serious, and I would be able to help seniors.

Her thoughts have drifted far, and the things she considered are also far, far away.

Even if she had just been together with him not long, she dared to look forward to the very distant future that belonged to them.

After a while, the steaming mist gradually dissipated, and the warm bathroom became cooler.

When the chill came, Jingu Makoto opened his eyes, and it was almost time.

He looked back, Sakura lowered her head in thought, looking a little sluggish.

Oh?good chance!