Tokyo host

Chapter 39 Today's wind is very noisy
Coming out of Fengjihui's office, Makoto Futaba walked down the corner of the teaching building.

The evening sunlight through the window stained the wall with orange, mottled tree shadows dotted it, and rhythm with the strength of the wind, Futaba Makoto walked down the stairs slowly, but a gust of wind blew, making He unconsciously fell into his eyes.

Rubbing his itchy eyes, his vision gradually became clearer, and Futaba Cheng noticed a girl in uniform leaning against the stone pillar on the first floor, the wind blowing her waist-length black hair, A pair of jewel-like quiet eyes on the pretty face did not waver.

At this time, she lowered her eyes and looked at her toes quietly, as beautiful as she came out of a cartoon.

Another gust of wind blew, and the girl stretched out her hand to gently hold her hair, and when she raised her head inadvertently, Mei Mu and Futaba Cheng, who was standing on the stairs, looked at each other——

Shuangye Cheng also looked at the girl, and they didn't speak for a while, as if they had a tacit understanding and didn't want to disturb the peace at this time.

The wind stopped, and the girl slowly retracted her gaze.

Makoto Futaba walked down the stairs, and there was no doubt that Gong Baiyuyou was standing here. As for why she was here...

He put his hands in his pockets, but his eyes turned to the maple tree beside the building. He paused first, then slowly said:
"The wind today is very noisy."

Gong Baiyuyou did not speak, and looked at Shuangye Cheng with unwavering eyes like ancient wells.

Seemingly feeling a little embarrassed in the atmosphere, Shuangye Cheng let out a dry cough and withdrew his gaze: "Are you waiting for me?"

Gong Baiyu nodded lightly, but reached out and pinched the corner of his clothes.

The appearance of the other party reminded Futaba Cheng of what Ninomiya said. After thinking about it carefully, Gong Bai Yuyou is indeed very likely to come to the school because of him. Is it because he is afraid that he will reveal the secret?
After all, a female high school student's profession is a book painter, so of course it is impossible to talk nonsense with others.

Futaba Makoto thought.

"Go home together?"

Gong Baiyu shook her head, she stretched out her hand, and Shuangye Cheng noticed a silver key lying on her white palm.

"key?"

10 minute later.

Futaba Makoto was taken to a classroom by Gong Shiraha Yu.

This classroom seems to have been unused for a long time, so it has accumulated a lot of dust and some plastic mannequins, kind of like a utility room.

The blackboard in the classroom still has the words Happy Graduation written, but it has faded somewhat.

Gong Baiyuyou took out a handkerchief, and after she wiped a table and chair, she motioned for Futaba Cheng to sit down.

"Sit down?" Although Shuangye Cheng was a little puzzled, he went to the chair and sat down.

But just as he was sitting down, a refreshing floral fragrance hit his nose, and Shuangye Cheng found that Gong Baiyuyou was sitting directly on his lap!

Shuangye Cheng was a little bit stunned by this sudden scene, with a warm and soft body in his arms, Gong Bai Yuyou had already reached out and hugged his neck at this time, that delicate face was extremely close, even Futaba Makoto could feel the other person's breath caressing his face.

"Student Gongbai?!" Being held like this, the soft touch and temperature of the body's fit made Shuangye Cheng's body temperature rise. His throat rolled slightly, and he looked at the other party in confusion. Those beautiful eyes.

Gong Baiyuyou still had a calm expression on her face, but for some reason her ears turned red, completely different from her fair face.

"Crack." Suddenly, the mechanical sound of taking pictures sounded in the air——

Makoto Futaba was taken aback for a moment, he turned his head in confusion, only to notice that there was an inconspicuous black camera on the table beside the seat.

Gong Baiyuyou also stood up at this time. After she slightly smoothed her wrinkled school skirt, she picked up the camera on the side and opened the gallery.

In the photo, the postures of the two of them just now are clearly visible, but in terms of expressions, Makoto Futaba is a little flustered, while Gong Baiyu's expressionless approach seems to be full of initiative.

"Student Gongbai, when you say help, do you mean this?!" Seeing the photo in the camera, Makoto Futaba seemed to understand something.

Is this for him to be a model? !
Gong Baiyu nodded lightly, and took out his notebook——

[() Hmm, isn't it agreed? ]
"This..." Shuangye Cheng hesitated. Although he did not suffer, he always felt that something was not right, and why Gong Baiyu Youneng did these things with a blank face.

Isn't it the social terror of being afraid of contacting others?
If so, why not be afraid of him?

Just when Futaba Cheng was puzzled, Gong Bai Yuyou had already put the camera in his hand.

"Give me... take a picture?" The weight of the hand was not light, Futaba Cheng looked at the camera in his hand, and seemed to understand Gong Bai Yuyou's meaning.

But how to shoot?
When Shuangye Cheng was about to ask, Gong Bai Yuyou had already turned around, she leaned down and put both hands on the table and turned her head, the calm eyes on her pretty face looked at Shuang Ye Cheng.

[. ω) come here. ]
Seeing this, Makoto Futaba moved closer.

[(.ω) Paste. ]
Stick it?

Shuangye Cheng was stunned for a moment, he glanced at Gong Baiyuyou's posture at this time, if he posted it...

What kind of book expansion is this? !
"That's not good, Gong Bai, classmate..."

However, Shuangye Cheng still put it on it very honestly. His pubic bone was attached to the black pantyhose under the other's school uniform skirt, which made him feel the other party's body temperature very well. After Shuangye Cheng took a deep breath, he supported the other party. waist and picked up the camera in his hand——

"Crack."

After shooting these two sets, Gong Baiyuyou sat on the chair and focused on the details of the body structure of the two people in the picture. Soon she seemed to understand something, took out a drawing board from the side, and quickly used a pencil. After sketching the structure diagram, Makoto Futaba looked at it—the pose was similar to what they had just now.

With Gong Baiyu's falling brushstrokes, the lines on the paper gradually began to fill up, and the expressions of the characters were clearly visible.

The sunset, the drawing board, and the girl painting in the classroom, everything looks so beautiful, as long as you don't look at the content on the drawing board...

"Wait!" Seeing that the picture on the paper became more and more indescribable, Shuangye Cheng quickly stopped, and the pen in Gong Baiyuyou's hand paused, looking at him with some doubts.

"Go home and paint again."

Gong Baiyuyou heard the words, she glanced out the window, the sunset had already dyed the sky orange red, and it would be dark after a while.

There was also hunger in the stomach, Gong Baiyuyou had to put away the drawing board.

On the side, Makoto Futaba waited for the girl to clean up, then he turned around and helped him lift the painting tools, but found that it was quite heavy.

When Gong Baiyuyou saw this, he stretched out his hand to grab the corner of his clothes and followed him obediently.

(End of this chapter)