I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

I Will Be the King of Shura Field Chapter 333

But I can't blame Hui Ye, as Qianhua said, some parts of the girl...cough cough...it really can't be touched casually.

If you say that you touched it "accidentally" in private, it's okay to say, it's a big deal when you haven't found it, and it's at best as the intimacy of the two.

Anyway, for Hui Ye, such a private and sensitive part was once held in his palm. Given how much she currently likes him, it is okay to accidentally touch that part.

But the problem is that this is not a place where two people are alone, so a big pink light bulb sits on the knees next to it.

In front of Qianhua... It is absolutely impossible for Shigiya Kaguya to accept it, this is too shameful!!What a shame!

Fortunately, the girl Qianhua also suffered the same treatment.

Otherwise, it might be how long Qianhua remembered to laugh at herself.

But...but...

Shigiya Huiye looked at the clear tea, her red face reflected on the cup surface, and her thoughts began to spread unconsciously.

He...he didn't accidentally touch it, but held it hard.

The feeling, the excitement, the excitement and throbbing at that moment can hardly be described in words.

She didn't feel that Makoto Jingong was careless, she even felt that he did it on purpose!

Otherwise, why have to press yourself down and lie down with Qianhua.

The situation just now is definitely an unforgettable scene for Sigiya Kaguya. Her majestic Sigong eldest lady was actually crushed by a man!

And also with another girl!

What a shame, a shame, a shame, and he has a handle again!!

Really a bastard.

Then...Hui Ye felt that her face was gone, she was completely gone.

So in shame and anger, she didn't care about so much, she kept trying to beat Jingu Makoto to discourage.

Leaving a shallow mark on his face is already a kind of light-handed type. If you change the individual, the consequences may be more serious.

But to put it another way...

Hui Ye was actually just ashamed. Among them, shyness occupies more, and anger is second.

As for anger or disgust, to be honest, there is nothing real.

It may be that with the familiarity of getting along, she has gradually become accustomed to physical contact with him, and is also used to being intimately treated by him from time to time. Huiye is now accustomed to some of his small movements.

For example, rubbing your own hair, grabbing your ponytail and playing with it carefully, even holding your little hand, hugging yourself or something...

The biggest reason for her shame was Fujiwara Chika beside her.

How can you treat me like this in front of Qianhua?

call...

After calming down, the feeling of shame gradually dissipated, and Kaguya was not condemning his frivolity, but thinking of another question.

He just... not only held his own... but also... he also held Qianhua's...

There is a contrast in everything. There are no women in this world who have no comparative psychology or jealousy.

The reason why she gave you an illusion that she didn't is that you are not worthy of her caring, not worthy of her jealousy.

And in Huiye's heart, Shen Gongcheng was obviously not in the ranks of unrelated people.

So, she was thinking, he... would he feel that he was too far behind Qianhua?

Especially when she was just on the road, Huiye still unconsciously compared this problem with Qianhua secretly.

That cow is too good for her body.

Ninomiya Kaguya is indeed Sinomiya Kaguya, her strong ambition makes her not want to lose even at this time.

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty One: The determination of the scumbag!

After the band-aids were put on, the three of them settled down, no longer messing around, and sat down quietly to enjoy a delicious lunch.

Sigiya Kaguya calmed down the random thoughts in her mind, picked up a small dish and sent it to her mouth, chewed it carefully and swallowed it, and then glanced at the pair of dogs and men who were close to each other.

Obviously, I was so violent just now, and when I was quiet, I stayed so close, as if I didn't need to worry about the boundary between men and women in the slightest.

He helped Qianhua pick up a strand of hair that was close to her mouth, Qianhua smirked at him, and then got his stare, everything looked so natural.

Ah..

Hui Ye was inexplicably sour and accompanied by a spiritual food called dog food.

It's obviously a movie of three people, but I can't have a name.

Of course, the proud Huiye does not allow herself to be ignored. She wants to show her sense of existence, and she does not allow this pair of dog men and women to interact so unscrupulously.

So it is extremely rare that Shigiya Kaguya provoked the topic and broke the close interaction between Jingu Makoto and Qianhua.

These topics are not new, nothing more than work arrangements.

This is the chat method that Shigiya Kaguya has found to be most compatible with Makoto Jingu: the two are like natural workaholics, and they become extremely excited when they talk about work.

Then sort out the arrangements for the cultural festival carefully, and then earnestly confess to each other's opinions, and check for omissions.

All of a sudden, Qianhuajiang became an existence that was ignored.

This is also normal. She has never liked to participate in such serious work discussions. Compared to serious work arrangements, she prefers to eat, drink and have fun.

But Qianhuajiang did not feel that she was left out, and there was no so-called psychological gap.

She sat quietly next to Jingongcheng, staring at him silently, nodding her head from time to time, with a gentle smile on her mouth.

By the way, she also helped Makoto Jingu tidy up her messy hair and clothes, and the fight just now was a bit fierce, making Makoto Jingu, who has always been neat and tidy, look a little embarrassed.

He and Hui Ye discussed seriously, and she was beside him to help him carefully fix the wrinkled sleeves.

This scene fell in Hui Ye's eyes, and the sourness in his heart was even stronger.

This is completely more intimate than the intimacy and interaction just now, and a pretty thousand flowers is the posture of his girlfriend.

Hui Ye couldn't help but feel a little lost. Although he loved to fight with Qianhua, he always spoiled her and looked at her with tenderness in his eyes.

On the other hand, he seemed to be very close, but he was always alienated.

Of course, Kaguya also knew that this was not Makoto's problem, but her own problem.

Compared with Qianhua, his personality is a bit worse, and even if he is willing to do this, he may not be willing to accept it without pressure.

Yes, it is this subtle difference.

When he rubbed Qianhua's hair, Qianhua would squint her eyes with enjoyment, like a cat.

When rubbing his hair, it is difficult for him to be as well-behaved as Qianhua, instead he would be alert to the surroundings from time to time.

Even if you do not refuse, you may not be 100% obedient.

But Sigong Huiye wouldn't be easily discouraged. Although she couldn't obey him 100% like Qianhua, she also had something that Qianhua couldn't match.

It's a little funny to think about it, how can I have the thought of competing with Qianhua?

I don't know where it started. I started to pay special attention to his evaluation of himself, especially to the pros and cons of himself and other girls.

Up to now, there are some things that don't need to be said, and the parties have a tacit understanding of each other.

She believed that Qianhua thought the same way.

This is a silent, undercurrent contest.

While chatting, Sigong Huiye suddenly asked: "Did your father tell you about the birthday party at Jiecheng's weekend?"

After hearing this, Fujiwara Qianhua quickly inserted a sentence, and finally she finally had a topic she was also interested in!

"Yes, yes~ The Yuki family must have invited your family, right?"

"Well, my father called me yesterday and told me." Jingong Makoto swallowed the food and nodded slightly.

"Then are you going?"

When asked this question, Shigiya Kaguya secretly clenched the little hand hidden under the table.

The eyes staring at him were expectant.

"Well, I'm not so sure, I don't necessarily have time on weekends."

Jingu Makoto deliberately sold it off and chuckled.

"Eh, won't you go?" Qianhua on the side heard the words, his face was full of disappointment.

The expectation that Shigiya Huiye showed was also shattered in an instant, and his clenched little hand suddenly relaxed.

Makoto Jingu patted Qianhua's little head, and said softly: "I didn't say no, I'm just not sure. After all, I do have very important things this weekend."

"But the birthday party of the Jiecheng family is to give some face after all, right? It is said that it is the birthday party of the head of the Jiecheng family."

Shigiya Kaguya moved in his heart and persuaded him with a beating.

"Yeah, if you don't go, it seems a bit impolite." Chika Fujiwara exchanged glances with Kaguya in a vague way, and instantly made clear each other's thoughts.

"Ha, what's rude, it's enough for my father to go, he is the head of the Jingong family, it doesn't matter if I go or not."

"You can't say that. According to your identity, you are basically the next Patriarch of the Jingong Family. Your identity may be as important as your father."

Shigiya Huiye whispered.

"I still have a elder sister in my family, Jingu-kun, those words that you just applied to me are almost the same." Fujiwara Chika also actively used cover.

It's just that the minds of these two people are too obvious, and they don't even see signs of Tibet.

"Tsk tusk, just say it straight when you think of dancing with me." Jingu Cheng raised his face, shamelessly narcissistic.

As soon as these words came out, the two women showed disapproval at the same time and said in unison: "Shameless!"

But Qianhua was the first to react, and said to himself: "Yes, Jingu-kun said last time that he danced with me, but he let me dove."

Makoto Jingu twitched: "Didn't that take you to the playground?"

"No, the playground belongs to the playground, and dancing belongs to dancing. These are two different things."

"Although you took me to the playground, didn't Jingu-kun himself have a good time? Hmph, I think you want to go too, but just use me as an excuse."

Qianhuajiang put up two white fingers and broke the road seriously.

Sigong Huiye also hummed softly: "The playground was at best a team building activity for the three of us."

"Yes, that's right, there will be holidays at that time!"

Fujiwara Qianhua's eyes lit up and secretly began to plan the winter vacation.

"It seems that I can only put aside the busy work on my hands, otherwise I am afraid that someone will be thinking about it again."

Makoto Jingu squeezed Qianhua's face and joked, "But I can't guarantee that I can dance with you this time."

"Huh? Why~"

"Tsk tusk, a good existence like me, there will definitely be many girls inviting me to dance."

Um... Sigiya Kaguya rolled his eyes.

But then I thought... as if he was telling the truth.

Even if he put aside his excellent personal appearance, simply relying on his identity as the protagonist of the palace family is enough to make many people think.

For some unspoken rules of the banquet, Sigiya Kaguya is still very clear.

There are always people who want to take shortcuts. In this way, in exchange for benefits for the family, it is a means to make sure that the profit is not lost.

Even if you don't get noble status, just a little bit of brilliance is enough to get a lot of benefits.

Sometimes face is so important.

Fujiwara Qianhua didn't eat this set at all. She didn't need to think about it at all. She raised a bright smile and said cutely, "Are those girls better than Qianhua sauce?"

Then she pursed her lips and complained: "Everyone else is playing close to her, so why is Jingongjun focusing on outsiders."

This expression changed so fast that Makoto Jingu was caught off guard.

Women are born with changing faces, but Qianhua is so cute that changing faces seems to be acting like a baby.

In the end, under Qianhua's cuteness, Jingu Makoto retreated "helplessly", and had to owe another promise, a promise to dance with her.