The warmth and weight clinging to his body made Futaba Cheng only look at Gong Bai Yuyou without speaking for a moment. The soft hair swayed gently with the girl's face, which made his cheeks itch a little.

There is no doubt that Gong Bai Yuyou, who was half-covered by the drawing paper at this time, has unparalleled terrifying lethality, which made his pupils start to tremble.

But in the next second, a familiar "click" mechanical sound suddenly came from beside me.

Futaba Cheng was stunned, turned his head, and found a small black camera in the corner next to him. At this time, the girl also stretched out her hand and took the camera over.

"Are we shooting material again?" Futaba Cheng said helplessly.

Gong Bai Yuyou looked at the photo in the camera, and then handed it to Futaba Cheng.

"Pfft." As soon as he subconsciously took the camera and took a look, Futaba Cheng almost choked on his saliva, because in the photo at this time, it was Gong Baiyuyou lying on his body, and from the side angle, the girl

The curves of the body are in full view.

At this time, Gong Baiyuyou pulled out a piece of drawing paper from the side and handed it to Futaba Cheng.

[(.-w-)That’s right, take off your clothes.]

Futaba Makoto: "?"

Seeing the astonishment on his face, Gong Baiyuyou wrote again.

[(??w??) There is an angle that I really can’t draw, so I can only ask you.]

After Futaba Cheng took a look at what Gong Shiro Yuyou said, he turned the paper in his hand to the second side and found that there were piles of drawing papers on the ground all depicting the same scene.

It was a picture of a girl lying on top of a boy. There was nothing wrong with their postures, but there were big flaws in the details. For example, the boy in the drawing had very uncoordinated abdominal muscles and even looked a little deformed, but

The proportions of the girls painted by Gong Baiyu are still perfect and delicate.

"So it turns out I can't draw boys." Futaba Cheng touched his chin.

Putting it this way, it's no wonder that Gong Baiyuyou asked him to take off his clothes, which is understandable...

What a ghost?!

"You look like this now. If I also take off my clothes and stick them together, wouldn't it be an honest confession?" Futaba Cheng complained, and once something like that happens, I don't know if he can control himself.

After Gong Bai Yuyou saw Futaba Cheng's resistance, her jewel-like eyes lowered, seeming a little disappointed.

After Futaba Cheng saw Gong Bai Yuyou's expression, he scratched his cheek.

Was the refusal too straightforward?

[?w?`) Then I’ll go find other boys.] At this time, Gong Baiyuyou took out his notebook.

Futaba Cheng: "..."

"No, no!" Futaba Cheng said immediately and subconsciously.

Gong Baiyu tilted her head and looked at him, as if asking why not.

"There are many bad people out there." Futaba Cheng thought for a long time and came up with a very lame excuse.

[(*′?w?)But you are not willing to help me, so I have to find someone else.]

"Is it okay for you to ask anyone for this kind of thing for painting?" Futaba Cheng looked at the beautiful girl in front of him and couldn't help but ask.

There seemed to be a complex flavor in his tone.

Gong Baiyu looked at him with quiet eyes, and after a while nodded gently.

[?w?`) I don’t have a boyfriend either, anyone can do this kind of thing.]

"No, no way!!" Futaba Cheng said in a defensive tone immediately, not knowing why.

Gong Baiyu looked at him quietly.

Futaba Cheng came to his senses, took a deep breath, and looked away: "Sorry..."

Yes, he is not Gong Bai Yuyou's, he is just an ordinary friend.

It seems a little too sentimental and too careful.

But after seeing what Gong Bai Yuyou said, Futaba Cheng felt an inexplicable emotion pent up in his heart, which made him start to have trouble breathing.

The next second, Futaba Cheng slowly unbuttoned his school uniform and took off his shirt.

After seeing the gradual change in the eyes of the girl in front of him, Futaba Cheng coughed in embarrassment: "If you have to do this kind of thing, you should come to me."

"Don't look for other boys, at least I'm not a bad person."

Then, a warm weight and softness came from the chest. Gongshiro Yuyou pressed directly against him. Just the first contact, the double impact of touch and vision made Futaba Cheng feel that his spirit was a little out of control.

Futaba Cheng finally calmed down and heard a girl whispering in his ear:

"Only you can, idiot."

He was stunned, lowered his head slightly, and looked into the girl's beautiful eyes with a hint of smile.

At this time, the familiar refreshing fragrance came from the tip of his nose. Under the four-fold impact of vision, hearing, smell, and touch, Futaba Cheng finally couldn't control himself, lowered his head and kissed the girl's soft lips——

Gong Bai Yuyou didn't resist at all. Her ears turned blood red and spread to her neck. Then she stretched out her snow-white arms and wrapped them around the other person's neck in response. The temperature in the room suddenly increased.

Futaba Cheng placed his hand on the other person's soft waist, as if caressing a piece of nephrite. Just when his hand began to move, there was a sudden knock on the door next to him:

"Breakfast is getting cold, isn't it ready yet?"

The calm voice made Futaba Cheng react and quickly calmed down.

Futaba Cheng looked at the girl, only to find that Gong Bai Yuyou was holding her tighter now, and the soft touch continued to expand on her chest, as if she had no intention of separating at all.

"Miyashiro... hurry up and get dressed." Futaba Cheng lowered his voice.

But Gong Baiyuyou remained indifferent, a hint of cunning flashed through her jewel-like eyes.

Only then did Futaba Cheng realize that this guy did this on purpose!

"Why is there no sound, Futaba?" Suzuki Kaoru, who was standing outside the door at this time, crossed his arms and asked strangely.

The next second, Futaba Makoto's voice came from the room: "Miya, Miyashiro doesn't want to get up. Suzuki, you go down first."

The voice was a bit strange, as if he was suppressing something.

There was a strange flash in Suzuki Xun's eyes, and she knocked on the door gently: "Then I'm coming in."

Then she opened the door——

What caught his eye was Futaba Makoto sitting beside the bed, and the long-haired girl on the bed who was rolled up like a spring roll.

At this time, Gong Baiyuyou blinked her beautiful eyes innocently.

Futaba Makoto smiled.

There didn't seem to be anything strange about it, but Suzuki Kaoru noticed the scattered drawing papers on the ground. Without any intention of prying into other people's privacy, the short-haired girl said, "Okay, come down and have breakfast."

With a click, the door closed.

Futaba Makoto also exhaled.

He looked at the girl lying next to him, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have done something very extraordinary just now.

Gong Bai Yuyou also silently pulled up the quilt, and finally shrank in like an ostrich.

This is the only piece of paper left on the quilt.
Chapter completed!