I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

"Eh, Jingu-kun!!"

"Huh?" Jingu Makoto heard Qianhua's shame as his lips and teeth intertwined.

"Hands!!!" Chika Fujiwara opened her embarrassed eyes and gave him a silent glance.

This person, kiss him, how can he move his hands!

"Oh, sorry, sorry." Makoto Jingu suddenly reacted, his hand climbed to the smooth and soft peak sometime, and he held it recklessly in his palm, changing into various shapes.

When he released his hand, Qianhuajiang let out a sigh of relief, and the feeling of being squeezed in his chest disappeared.

Through the sporadic brilliance and brilliance, one can clearly see the shyness and irritation on Qianhua's little face at this time.

The long skirt of her dress has been unknowingly faded, and the secret hidden deep in the day: the sling on one side of the playful and cute pink bra has been untied.

That nasty big hand sneaked in along the side where it was untied, and finally got hold of it.

Qianhua also secretly said that she was stunned.

If it weren't for Jingu Makoto's squeeze a little harder, Qianhua who was immersed in the kiss hadn't really noticed that she had been untidy.

Jingu Makoto saw this, lowered his head and kissed her lips with a chuckle, and then skillfully helped her tidy up her messy dress, even the bra sling was tied in a decent way. In this low-light environment, He doesn't even need to use extra glare, it can be said that he is familiar with this process.

Qianhua was a little bit apprehensive: "How skilled is it, I don't know how many girls' skirts Jingu-kun has untied?"

Bra is a little hard to speak, so I use skirts instead of words.

"There are not many now, there may be more in the future."

Jingu Makoto squeezed her small face and did not avoid his scumbag attributes.

Chika Fujiwara wrinkled her nose, grabbed his hand, and grinned at the back of his hand to bite.

Jingu Makoto frowned slightly. This was not the same flirting as before. Qianhua was really biting hard, and the intense pain kept coming from the skin on the back of her hand.

He didn't stop, after all, this was one of Qianhua's ways to vent his dissatisfaction.

However, Qianhua didn't bite for a long time. When the skin and flesh seemed to be about to break apart, she put away her hard teeth and licked them with a soft, fragrant tongue, as if to soothe her wounds.

Jingu said with a dumb smile: "Is this considered revenge first and then apologize?"

Qian Hua Jiao hummed: "I don't feel guilty to you. I'm telling you my attitude by action."

"Oh?"

"I don't care how many you have before, and I have no right to control, but in the future, I will bite you every time you have more, and I will leave my mark on you."

As she said, she let go of her small mouth, held his hand and shook it before his eyes.

A tooth mark on the back of his hand is clearly visible, without breaking the skin or blood, but it is deeply imprinted on his skin like a carving.

Chika Fujiwara pursed her small mouth, and said seriously: "If you are still messing around, I will bite you so that your whole body is covered with tooth prints. Who would dare to approach you when I saw it."

Seeing her sternly "threatening", Makoto Jingu suddenly felt an unspeakable touch.

What does this "bite" mean to him?

The tooth marks will disappear, no matter how many she leaves, they will fade in the skin's metabolism.

But based on her words, these tooth marks will never disappear, even if they fade in the skin, they will be deeply imprinted in his heart and in his mind.

Also remembered along with the tooth mark is the unique tenderness that belongs to Fujiwara Chika.

He suddenly remembered that Dudao Kongzi and Ying had left a lot of tooth marks on him, only Yanye curbed his desire docilely.

Why is it called desire?

Because these tooth marks are a kind of branding and a proof.

In addition to using this toothmark to warn him not to bother, Qianhua also secretly expressed his wish that he should not forget her.

Ha, it's like a man always hopes that the girl belongs to him for the first time, because it will bring an unprecedented sense of conquest: all of her belongs to her.

And the girl’s tooth print may be an alternative tattoo.

Her mark was tattooed on the boy's body.

He pinched her Qiong nose and smiled softly: "What a domineering little mouth, I feel scared just thinking about the scene full of tooth marks."

"Huh, just be afraid."

Chika Fujiwara giggled, wrapped her backhand on Jingu Makoto's waist, and nestled her little head deeply on his chest.

She rubbed vigorously, and let out a sigh: "So comfortable~"

Girls do not always pursue stimulating physical contact. Compared with boys, girls are mostly passive, passive and gentle.

Therefore, the warm feeling of hugging each other quietly and cuddling with each other is more in line with the girl's mind than a strong kiss.

In fact, Makoto Jingu also likes this kind of warm hug. Certain sports can reflect his male charm, but it also requires physical strength.

Instead, some boys with relatively weak physical strength may also have shadows on certain sports.

A man's physique, if you don't exercise, you will really get up the next day, and you will not be able to walk safely, and you will inevitably fall into your own prestige.

Holding it for a while, Makoto Jingu rubbed her smooth back and whispered: "Don't you go back? Huiye will doubt it."

Qianhua raised her head and said with dissatisfaction: "When you and her were doing that kind of thing under the table, didn't you think I would doubt it?"

"Tsk, is Qianhuajiang jealous?"

Jingu Makoto teased her.

Fujiwara Qianhua did not evade, and said frankly and confidently: "Am I not qualified to be jealous? Obviously I came first!"

"Well, courage is commendable, I'm afraid you dare not say that in front of Kaguya."

"I... why don't I dare." Qianhua's tone obviously became weaker.

She had a deep awe and vigilance towards Sigong Huiye. The more familiar with Huiye, the more she was afraid to see that Huiye used that cruel scheming on herself.

Although Hui Ye seemed to be just a dispensable person in the Si Gong family, a chess piece at the mercy of others, and no actual status.

But that was only because she was not as good as her brother, because she was a girl, and couldn't be equal to her brothers from the beginning.

It was her birth and gender that restricted Hui Ye's development, not her ability.

If she were a boy and became cold-blooded, after several years of tempering, her status and strength might not be worse than her elder brother.

However, girls also have the benefits of girls. The undetected ambition can give the neglected the most severe blow at the deadliest time.

"Well, the confidence is a little lacking, I can tell."

Makoto Jingu continued to tease.

Fujiwara Chika narrowed her mouth: "I'm curious, why can you not be afraid of Kaguya now?"

"Do you think it's amazing?"

"Of course, since I got to know Huiye, no one of my age has been afraid of her. Whether it's a girl or a boy, everyone sees her like a cat and a mouse."

"Including you, Lord of the Palace, weren't you also afraid of Huiye to death at the time, but this time..."

She frowned, a little suspicious: "The changes have changed a bit."

Jingu Cheng's heart shuddered, and she kept a kind smile on the surface and changed the subject: "Don't be afraid, I will help you then."

"Hehe, I know that King Jingong still likes me the most."

Fujiwara Chika buried her head on his chest again, rubbing hard.

Jingu Makoto watched her jumping off, it was really hard to guess for a while.

"But." Chika Fujiwara suddenly changed her voice and glanced slyly at Makoto Jingong: "I think I will help you then."

The shrine is truly dumb.

Fujiwara Chika explained: "Kaguya, she is not so coaxing like me, so you can easily succeed."

"She is too strong and possessive. When I and her were just ordinary friends, she disliked my friends very much because she didn't want me to play with other people and ignored her."

"It's just that ordinary friends care so much, not to mention the people they like."

The more Fujiwara Chika thought about it, the more interesting she became, and she scratched Jingu Makoto's apple knot: "You must not dare to tell Kaguya about your nasty things, right?"

"If you let Huiye know at that time, the consequences will be troublesome."

"Now, Jingu-kun, have you ever thought about how to deal with this problem?"

Jingu Makoto looked at the evil interest hidden in her eyes and pretended to think seriously: "Well, it is indeed a very difficult question."

"Well, I thought of a good way. If she finds out, I will say that you seduce me."

"Eh!!! Makoto Jingu!!!" Chika Fujiwara did not expect that the disaster would lead to herself.

She suddenly pursed her small mouth, and pinched his waist with her small hands, "How can you do this!"

"Clearly...Clearly you seduce me!!"

Makoto Jingu raised his hands innocently: "Obviously, you are seduce me now."

"Huh, shameless." Chika Fujiwara pinched his face and tugged left and right: "You shameless man."

But immediately, a hint of coquettishness flashed across her eyes, and she stood on tiptoes and said softly: "However, it seems fun to seduce you."

Qianhua is not as reserved as Huiye, nor is she as arrogant as Huiye.

She is essentially a natural stupid with a black belly.

Girls with this personality are more active in flirting with men and women than girls with other personalities.

Lifting up the high heels, gently stepping on Jingong Makoto's leather shoes.

His calf draped in black silk slowly rubbed his trousers, and his voice became soft and charming: "Do you want to play games?"

"game?"

"Well, it's the game under the table."

She bit her finger and said pitifully: "Did you miss it very much just now~"

With that, she lowered her body, as if to untie her high heels in front of Makoto Jingong.

Chapter Two Hundred: Shut you off!

Bend down, the invisible gully suddenly appeared before Jingong Makoto's eyes.

And Qianhua seemed to deliberately seduce him, but did not constrain, but murmured: "It's a bit hot."

With that said, open the neckline wider, the white tenderness glowing from the gully is more dazzling than the quiet moonlight, especially when you look closely, you can still see the red mark remaining on the white tenderness, which belongs to him. Masterpiece.

Jingu Makoto's breathing was a little bit short, and the empathetic clothing just now was really from habit, not intentional.

Just like Qianhuajiang, he was immersed in the warm entanglement of his lips and teeth, and what he saw was a sense of satisfaction rather than an irritability.

But at this time, Qianhuajiang is just a small act, and it exudes a rare charm, the kind of ultimate innocence and blend of charm.

She was deliberately seducing herself, and Jingu Makoto clearly realized this fact.

The anger in his heart that hadn't subsided for a long time started to go straight, and even his body responded honestly.

The long sword was roaring, which made Jingong Makoto instantly turn off.

Um, it hurts... it hurts really...

The sequelae of Cai Huiye's fatal blow has not disappeared, and the long sword artifact that Hanmang reveals is now insignificant.

Once used, the cramping sensation diffuses from the bladder to the abdomen and then to the whole body.

Makoto Jingu never expected that he would be forced to be Liu Xiahui one day.

Patter.

The buckle of the high-heeled shoes has been unfastened, Qianhua's mouth is outlined with a charming smile, her soft eyes staring at his reaction tightly.

Makoto Jingong made a decisive decision, immediately took her little hand, and said with a chuckle: "It's not too bad, if you don't like Qianhuajiang, I won't force you."

With that, he wanted to pull her up.

Fujiwara Qianhua snorted: "Who says I don't like it, I just want to seduce you and make you fascinated by me."

Slender fingers scratched his palm playfully, while the other hand touched the other buckle.

The corner of Jingu Makoto's mouth twitched. If it weren't for the cruel fatal blow, he would definitely not say a word now, but just sat aside and enjoyed it with fun.