I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

"Huh? What's wrong, Huiyechan, are you uncomfortable?"

Chiba Fujiwara stared at Kaguya eagerly.

"Uh... a little bit."

Huiye lowered her head and nodded embarrassedly.

Strange... why everyone is uncomfortable...

Fujiwara Chika is a little puzzled, obviously he also ate desserts~

Then, she looked down, her eyes suddenly attracted by something.

It was a high heel, a high heel with untied ties.

Qianhua's pupils shrank suddenly, aren't these Hui Yejiang's shoes??

Shigiya Kaguya is a girl who pays great attention to politeness and face. No matter what the occasion, she always maintains the personality of the elegant lady.

Even if she is very angry and angry, she can show a fake and polite smile that has been tempered, and will never do anything degrading on impulse.

All this is to maintain the dignity of her family and herself.

Qianhua is very clear about this.

So don't say that because wearing high heels is a bit boring, you will secretly take off your shoes when no one finds it. This will make it more comfortable.

This behavior may appear on Qianhua, but it will never appear on Sigong Huiye!

But the empty high-heeled shoe in front of him hit Qianhua's face like a slap.

It’s not because it’s more comfortable to untie the high heels, but what other reason could it be?

Only Makoto Jingong was sitting next to Huiye just now.

When I just came back, the expressions of both of them were very strange.

Well....

It seems that something happened secretly between the two of them when they were away.

Qianhua thought so.

For a while, her mood became depressed and depressed.

It wasn't very angry, because she knew what kind of character Jingu Makoto was, and the sweet-hearted Jingu-kun would not miss any opportunity.

And... he... seems to like girls' feet...

Thinking of what happened in his room last time, Qianhua's small face flushed silently, and the frustration was washed away by the shyness.

Humph, actually doing this kind of thing behind my back...

No, this is a foul.

Chapter 198: Jealousy!

Seeing that the ball is about to begin, and the high heels are still lying quietly alone.

Qianhua glanced at Huiye, who was a little guilty, and couldn't help but shook her head secretly, and then glanced at the direction of the toilet again, her frown stretched out again.

She picked up the dinner plate placed on the table, turned her head and asked, "Do you still eat Huiye sauce?"

The dessert on the plate has been eaten by Makoto Jingu and Kaguya, only some residues are left.

Shigiya Huiye waved his hand quickly: "No need..."

"Oh, then I'll take it myself."

Qianhua smiled slightly, picked up the dinner plate and got up and left.

Looking at Qianhua's disappearing figure, Huiye breathed a sigh of relief.

If Qianhua stayed here all the time, she wouldn't be able to wear her high heels back...If Qianhua found out, she didn't know what excuse she would use to explain.

As soon as she left, Hui Ye quickly bent over and lowered her head, and stretched her cocked bare feet into the delicate high heels.

At this time, she suddenly discovered that there were several obvious red marks on the back of her white feet, intertwined with the blue marks from the fine tendons.

"How can it be repaired, why is that bastard so hard..."

Hui Ye blushed and threw the pot completely on Jingong Makoto, without the slightest need to reflect on what he meant for such a fierce attack.

She quickly put on her high heels, combed the ruffled dress, and put on her accustomed high-cold mask.

The majestic and oppressive Miss Hui Ye appeared again.

hiss...

With each step, Makoto Jingu seemed to be pulled by a sling, and the painful torture made him feel even more tortured.

But he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​stopping and taking a break.

He has to quickly check to see if there is any actual damage, in case there is any...

No, how is it possible!

After tossing in the toilet for a few minutes, Makoto Jingu finally came out.

Although there was still some pain on his face, the worries in his heart had disappeared.

Well, it's just a little red, and it's still the long sword proudly, invincible in the world.

But in a short period of time, I can no longer be stimulated, and even a touch can still feel a clear pain.

Jingu Makoto couldn't help feeling a little melancholy. He was now anxious to lie on the bed and motionless, but the reality was cruel.

He will dance with others later.

Hui Ye, the girl, really didn't have a serious kick, and if she was a little bit more ruthless, she would really be a widow.

Jingong Makoto couldn't help but raise some resentment, and when he would take her out, this enmity should be repaid.

However, just as he was thinking about it, about to walk out of the toilet aisle, a figure happened to come from the corner, and when he turned his head, he saw the painful Jingong Makoto.

Makoto Jingu was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "Qianhuajiang? Do you want to go to the toilet?"

That's right, the person here is the invincible and lovely Chika Fujiwara!

Why go for dessert? It was just an excuse. She put the plate back and went straight to the toilet.

Humph, it's illegal for Hui Yejiang to do this.

Qianhua showed a different tenderness than usual, even with a little coldness: "Is it more comfortable?"

Jingong Cheng heard this and quickly coughed: "Well, it's much better, don't worry so much, just sit and wait for me."

Patter.

Qianhua stepped on her high heels, her skirt swaying, and the black silk under the skirt was set against her long white legs. For a while, she didn't know where to look.

Jingong Cheng thought that Qianhua was worried about his situation, so she ran over to take a look.

But when there was a pain in the back of her instep, Jingong Makoto reacted suddenly: Qianhua was not worried about herself, she was here to settle the accounts.

The heel of Qianhua's high-heeled shoes stepped on Jingong Makoto's leather shoes. Although he didn't apply too much force, after all, the heels were sharp, and half the force would cause pain.

She had a cold face, her azure eyes gleaming with deep resentment: "If I sit obediently, how can I put Time Huiye on her high heels?"

hiss...

Sure enough, Qianhua came to settle the accounts.

Makoto Jingu didn't know how to respond at this time, and could only respond with an awkward smile.

Qianhua poked his abdomen with a small hand, and whispered: "The acting is good, and it shocked me too."

Because of the height gap, she had to raise her head to look at Jingu Makoto.

But she, who has always been delicate and tender, showed a very strong look in her eyes when she met: "No wonder you two were sneaky when I came."

"It doesn't seem to be anything on the surface, it turns out to be doing this kind of thing secretly, huh."

Makoto Jingu raised his hand and said innocently, "I said I was forced, do you believe it?"

Qianhua tilted her head and smiled lightly: "What do you mean?"

Her little hands pinched the soft flesh of his abdomen, and her soft voice was mixed with grievances: "You are really good at dealing with girls."

"Lian Huiye..."

She paused, and there was a little pain in her eyes.

"Even Huiye was succeeded by you. It's really amazing."

Makoto Jingu raised his hand and rubbed her hair: "You really overestimate me. I can't even handle you."

Qianhua's squeezed face was instantly broken. She stared at him groaningly, gritted her teeth and said, "Isn't this a good thing?"

Jingu Makoto shook his head slightly, and his gaze turned down slightly, falling on her high heels.

He suddenly showed an extremely ambiguous smile, Qianhua shuddered suddenly, and said, "hentai."

She turned her head, a little embarrassed and said: "Last time... last time it wasn't... it was for you."

"How can these things be enough at one time."

Jingu Makoto's cheeky, holding her hair, made Qianhua shy even more.

Then, he suddenly took Qianhua's little hand and walked back.

Qianhua was a little at a loss: "Eh? Shrine Lord?"

"Stop talking, come with me."

Thanks to sneaking away with Sakura last time, Jingu Cheng knows some trails.

Going around from the toilet and opening the back door, Makoto Jingu brought Qianhuajiang to the dark stairwell.

When the door was closed, the light disappeared, and the stairwell was dark and only the clear light from the high windowsill.

Before Qianhua could speak, she was pressed against the wall by Jingu Makoto. Her bare beautiful back touched the cool tiles. The gloomy moonlight and his hot breath filled the dark corridors, making her The beautiful body couldn't help shaking.

Not afraid, but nervous.

Jingong Cheng bowed his head and stared at her tenderly, and the clear eyes instantly took away Qianhua's attention.

She stretched out her little hand and gently stroked his cheek, her eyes rested on him idiotically.

Makoto Jingu kept her red lips without saying a word, and there was a wall bang on the scene.

Well....

There is nothing that one kiss can't solve, if there is, then two.

Qianhua is actually not very angry, because she was mentally prepared.

Compared with Hui Ye who still imagined that Jingong Makoto was only having an ambiguous relationship with other girls, Qianhua already knew the essence of his scumbag from his mouth.

She is just jealous, although this jealousy is unreasonable.

But she is jealous.

She came to Jingong Makoto specifically, not to question or settle accounts, but to ask for comfort.

It just so happens that Makoto Jingu is a very smart person, especially dealing with emotions.

Therefore, he is not slow at all. He deliberately brought Qianhua to this seemingly scary scene, but there is actually a bit of romance in it.

In the spilt moonlight, the silence around, the dark space, the two embraced each other.

The hot red lips intertwined, instantly satisfying Qianhua's expectation and pacifying her dissatisfaction.

Not far away is a lively banquet venue, and here, there are only breaths of intertwined lips and teeth.

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ps: I have something tomorrow, so I may ask for a day off, but it is possible. I will see if I can squeeze time to code words.

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Nine: A tooth mark carved in the bottom of my heart!