Shiraishi Jing [with tears in her eyes] also ate the cake that belonged to Shiratori Kyoko.
This filled her with guilt...
"call-"
After drinking tea, she breathed a long sigh of relief, leaned lazily on the sofa and closed her eyes.
Well, no guilt at all.
The cake is so delicious.
After a while, she opened her eyes again.
Looking at the untouched cake in front of Izumi Toru, she asked cautiously: "Izumi, don't you want to eat it?"
Izumi Toru glanced at her, immediately picked up the small cake, and said: "Teacher, you can't eat any more! If you eat too much, be careful not to eat it."
"Huh?!" There was a look of disappointment that could not be concealed on the woman's face.
"In short, it won't work."
Bai Shijing asked with tears in her eyes: "Really, is it really not possible? Just, just eat another one."
Seeing her pitiful look, he hesitated.
"Only, I can only eat the last one."
"Izumi! You're so kind!"
Jinguji Kiyohime raised her hand and lightly rubbed her forehead.
I wonder if Izumi-kun asked Mr. Shiraishi to learn Taekwondo because he had a premonition that "if he doesn't exercise properly, he will grow up to be a fat and white creature"?
Seeing the happy smile on Bai Jing's face, she shook her head again.
Izumi-kun just wants to protect this smile.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered last year's campus festival.
There must be this reason why Izumi Toru chose her and let go of Igarashi Mika.
But there are too many things I want to protect, but the one I want to protect the most is...
Jinguji Kiyohime's mood suddenly became heavy.
"Izumi-kun, it's your fault."
Suddenly hearing such a sentence, Izumi Toru was stunned for a moment.
He turned his head and shouted with some confusion: "Qing Ji?"
Jinguji Kiyohime saw the confusion in his eyes, but she did not explain it.
It's all your fault.
Why did you suddenly appear in front of me when you were obviously supposed to be with Yuhua?
When I need you most...
It was you who held my hand and said you would never make me cry again.
It's all your fault.
It’s you who makes me fall in love with you regardless of everything.
Thinking of this, she squeezed Izumi Toru's hand tightly.
Bai Shijing finished eating the cake and rested for a while, then she remembered that Xiao Lin Hui had told her that there was a meeting to be held today.
She stretched out her wrist and looked at the time on her watch, feeling panicked inside.
Oops!
It seems late!
She stood up immediately.
"Ahhhhhhh I'm going to be scolded by Xiaohui!"
She shouted in frustration and hurried out of the classroom.
The shocked Jinguji Kiyohime and Izumi Toru stared at the door blankly.
After a moment, they both laughed at the same time.
The girl turned her head.
"Hey, Izumi-kun."
"Um."
"Now, finally there are only two of us left."
Izumi Tetsu was a little stunned.
Looking at the girl's shining eyes, stroking her slender and soft fingers, feeling her breath getting closer and closer, his throat moved up and down.
"Well, it's just the two of us."
The boy's face got closer and closer, and the girl slowly closed her eyes.
Suddenly, her whole body trembled and she couldn't help clenching her hands.
"Well!"
Different from the sweet taste of Amakusa Mei, Jinguji Kiyohime's lips have a faint fragrance like cherry blossoms.
Her body temperature was slightly lower than normal, and her slightly cold lips trembled in confusion.
It makes Izumi Toru feel pity in his heart, but he also wants to ignite this raw tenderness.
The aroma of tea gradually fades.
The girl with a red face covered her lips with her hands, trying not to gasp.
She said in a very low voice: "I, I'm going to make tea..."
Then, she stood up and went to the tea room carrying the still warm teapot.
Only then did Izumi Toru avert his gaze.
The girl has emotions as hot as fire, but also has an extremely shy reaction.
Such cuteness made him fall in love with her even more.
After a long time, the girl who still couldn't get rid of the blush on her cheeks finally came out with freshly brewed black tea.
She poured him a cup of tea, lowered her head and handed it to him.
"Izumi-kun, please use it."
"Thanks."
The classroom was quiet, with only the sound of Izumi-kun drinking tea.
When Izumi Toru put down the tea, Jinguji suddenly said: "I'm sorry."
Izumi Toru asked in surprise: "Why are you apologizing?"
"Well...because it was my first time kissing...I had no experience...so I couldn't let Izumi-kun have a better experience..." The girl said softly, stroking her increasingly hot face.
Izumi Toru grabbed her hand and said seriously: "This idea is wrong! If you kiss the girl you like, no matter whether it is raw or not, it will be wonderful!"
"Really?" Jinguji Kiyohime asked with wide eyes.
"Um."
"How does it compare to your Mei Yi?"
Izumi Tetsu was a little stunned.
Seeing that he didn't speak, the girl shook his hand and asked again reluctantly: "Tell me, which one is better?"
He asked with a wry smile: "Does this also have to be compared?"
Jinguji Kiyohime nodded.
"Um."
Izumi Toru thought carefully for a while before replying: "Mei is sweeter."
The girl's mouth pouted slightly.
"But," he put her hand on his heart and said in a very serious tone, "I like your lips better."
Jinguji Kiyohime took the initiative to give her the second kiss in her life.
The kiss lasted longer this time.
When Jinguji Kiyohime covered her lips with her hands again, the gasping sound that she couldn't suppress still came out.
"Hu-ha-hu-hu-"
Raising her head, Izumi Tetsu's teasing smile made her blush and feel a little angry.
Izumi-kun definitely wanted to see himself like this on purpose.
"Izumi-kun."
"Um?"
"Today, practice the tea ceremony."
Izumi Toru's smile froze on his face.
The girl gave a soft "hum", ignored him, and walked directly to the tea room.
Where he couldn't see, her eyes were already filled with mist.
She thought of the feeling when he inserted his fingers from the collar to the back again.
My spine is trembling now.
[A woman doesn’t know that a man is dirty before she falls in love]
But, now I know it's too late.
Izumi Toru walked into the tea room and Jinguji Kiyohime was boiling water.
The girl is kneeling on the tatami, arranging the tea utensils. Viewed from behind, her graceful figure is full of charm.
He stopped to admire it for a moment, and then sat down opposite her.
Then, he calmed down and focused on her fingers.
Pink and slender, the nails are transparent and shiny.
He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and caught her fingers that were flying in his eyes like butterflies turning flowers.
Jinguji Kiyohime scolded him, clapped his hand and shouted: "Izumi-kun!"
"Qingji, your fingers are beautiful."
As he spoke, he raised his palms, pressed them tightly against hers, separated her fingers one by one, and inserted them between her fingers.