Tokyo host

Chapter 310 Cross-Server Chat
"That's good." After putting the volleyball and basketball where they should be, Futaba Makoto looked at the girl beside him, "Let's go, Nana, we should go back."

Nana nodded in the morning, and when she walked to the door, she suddenly let out a strange eh.

When was this door closed?

But she didn't think much about it, and reached out to touch the doorknob to open the door—only to find that the door was locked.

In the morning, Nana froze for a moment, just as she was wondering, Futaba Makoto also came over and asked, "What's wrong, Nana?"

In the morning, Nana turned her head at this time, and showed Makoto Futaba the movement of pulling the door, then shook her head slightly: "I don't know why, but the door suddenly couldn't be opened."

Can't open suddenly?

Futaba Makoto was slightly puzzled, and then walked to the door, he first stretched out his hand and pulled it, and when he found that it was not moving, Futaba Makoto gently pushed the door open.

After noticing that the door was not locked but locked, he slowly put down his hand: "Well, it was indeed locked, probably some careless teacher closed the door casually, and didn't care about us inside. "

However, the two of them were not in a hurry, after all, they just had to wait for the next student who returned the equipment to come and open the door.

"Sit for a while?" Nana said in the morning, sitting on the mat directly and stretching, the full power of the holy object is eye-catching.

Futaba Makoto also sat beside her.

In the morning, Nana stretched out her hand, hugged his arm and asked with a smile: "It seems that this kind of thing happened before."

"Huh?" Makoto Futaba thought for a moment, and found that it was indeed the case.

I also returned the equipment once before, but I was trapped inside for some reason, and it was the last class at that time.Because it was after school, the two were trapped all night and were not found until the next day.

However, nothing special happened at that time, and it was because of the conflict that each of them sat far away.

now--

"Ah Cheng, kiss me." In the morning, Nana raised her chin slightly, her eyes were closed, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, she was acting coquettish without any concealment.

Futaba Makoto stretched out his fingers and gently stroked her cheek, then bent down and took a breath around her neck, and smiled, "It smells like sweat."

In the morning, Nana opened her eyes, her face flushed.

She sniffed her clothes and muttered, "Is there any?"

But when she looked up, she saw Futaba Cheng's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and immediately stretched out her fist to beat him, "Big carrot chicken, lie to me."

Futaba Makoto did not avoid, but hugged her and kissed her deeply. Seeing that the other person's body was as soft as mud and did not struggle at all, he deliberately asked, "Could it be, Nana, what are you looking forward to?"

In the morning, Nana turned her eyes away: "No, no."

It's just that her intertwined fingers seemed to reveal her truest thoughts.

Makoto Futaba reached out and touched her head, then stretched: "Well, I thought you had an idea, although it's more dangerous here."

"It's not too bad here." Morning Nana muttered with her head down.

"Ok?"

"No! Nothing!"

As if recalling the time in the bathroom, Nana felt her heart was beating very fast in the morning, it was a completely different feeling from when she was with Gong Bai Yuyou.

Thinking about it, the girl's face turned red, and she didn't know where her thoughts drifted.

Futaba Makoto didn't know what Nana was thinking in the morning, he sat on the cushion and folded his arms and said in distress, "I would have brought my phone if I knew about this situation."

"Hey, hey, Cheng, you want to take pictures again?" Nana blinked in surprise in the morning.

"Taking pictures?" Futaba Makoto was stunned for a moment, and then explained, "What taking pictures, I mean if you have a mobile phone, you can call Takahashi."

"Hey, you still want to call someone else?!" Nana shook her head excitedly in the morning, "No, no, I just want to be with Ah Cheng, others or something, no!"

"Even if it's Takahashi, it's not allowed."

Makoto Futaba was stunned.

Does this guy really want to stay with me so much?

But if you have a mobile phone, you can go out earlier.

But why hasn't anyone come over to return the equipment? They can't be the only ones in class A, can they?

If that's the case, you have to wait until the next class.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sighed: "Oh..."

Perhaps it was because of Makoto Futaba's sigh, the girl next to her seemed to show a hesitant expression, and then asked cautiously: "Cheng, are you unhappy?"

"Unhappy?" Makoto Futaba shook his head, "It's okay, it's just a little troubled."

In the morning, Nana hugged her knee, seeming to be very embarrassed: "But, I really can't accept it."

"Unacceptable?" Futaba Makoto was a little confused about what Nana was saying in the morning, "What is unacceptable."

"Because, because, it's very strange, although it's not like it hasn't been done before, but it's Gongbai..." Nana held Futaba Makoto's arm in the morning, raised her head and whispered, "Ah Cheng, don't be unhappy. , I can promise you other things, only this kind of thing..."

Makoto Futaba was stunned when he heard it. He understood everything Nana said in the morning, but why did he feel like he couldn't understand it together?

"Wait a minute, Nana, I'm talking about how to leave the equipment room, what are you talking about?" Makoto Futaba asked.

Morning Nana: "Huh?"

The next second, her expression froze. After a short silence, she scratched her head and laughed, "Yuan, so that's the case. Actually, I was talking about how to get out of the equipment room."

Makoto Futaba was puzzled: "But what you said just now..."

"It means how to leave the equipment room, that's it, yes, that's it." In the morning, Nana folded her arms and kept nodding, affirming her own words while talking, but her face was surprisingly red.

At this moment, Futaba Makoto looked at Nana in the early morning with peasy eyes, and said suspiciously: "Huh?"

Perhaps under Makoto Futaba's eyes, the girl suddenly lay down on the cushion like an ostrich, raised her butt in shorts and said loudly to Makoto Futaba, "I'm sorry I misunderstood!"

"Okay, although I don't know what you just said, don't put your face on the cushion, it's unhygienic." Makoto Futaba stretched out his palm and patted Nana's buttocks in the early morning, who was sitting like a duck Sit up straight, then point two fingers and look away, "Well, idiot."

"Are you talking about yourself?" Makoto Futaba smiled, although he suddenly noticed a figure passing by outside the window.

Ok?
He stood up and walked to the window, because the window here was half closed, so he couldn't open it.

"Well, is there anyone outside?" Makoto Futaba tried to shout.

No response.

illusion?

　I have a fever, so I can only try my best these days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)