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"Be careful, don't fall on your pants..."

Seeing the residue left at the corner of her mouth, Mrs. Sawamura, who was wearing a kimono, wiped the corner of her mouth with a napkin. The perfume mixed with the unique fragrance of mature women permeated the nasal cavity, and her soft little hands gently stroked the corner of her mouth.

That action, that look, both like a mother caring for her child, and like a lover caring for her lover.

With the movement, the fragrance from Mrs. Sawamura's body doubled and rushed to her face, making people want to put their fingers in their mouths and taste it.

But Kamui Hong is not called Yoshikage Kira, and when he sees the red nail polish, he just thinks that this thing should not be too clean.He wanted to refuse, but the gap between mature women and adolescent girls is here. Sayuri Sawamura's movements are gentle but with a sense of naughty teasing. She wiped the corner of her mouth with a tissue, but it was like a kitten scratching. Like myself, this bad influence on the inexperienced Kamui Hong is immeasurable!

After a while, he said with reddened cheeks, "Wait, Sister Sawamura, I'll do it myself."

"Clumsy little boy, just let my sister come. Oh, why did you fall on the school pants? It's really careless. Let me wipe it."

Saying that, Mrs. Sawamura stretched out her hand towards Kamui-hiro, seeing her movements, Kamui-hiro's expression finally changed dramatically.

Seeing Kamuihiro's expression, Mrs. Sawamura smiled secretly.

Hmph, she pretended to be mature and calm, but she panicked when she teased her. She was a novice just like her own daughter, so let's see how I got the words out.

I don't know what Mrs. Sawamura was thinking, but seeing Mrs. Sawamura's hand getting closer and closer to his vitals, Kamuihiro, who was always calm, also became anxious.

Quack, don't weigh it!

"Wait, ma'am, this can't be done!"

"ah!"

Kamui Hong hurriedly moved Mrs. Sawamura's hand away. In a hurry, the two palms touched, and the feeling of electricity immediately hit the somewhat wicked wife in kimono. Hong's direction fell down.

bad-

Kamui Hong had a bad heart, and quickly wrapped his arms around the beautiful wife's slender waist to prevent her from grabbing the ground with her head, but it was inevitable that Sayuri Sawamura's head would fall towards her crotch.

Familiar yet unfamiliar breath came into Sayuri Sawamura's nostrils through the school trousers, coupled with the inexplicable stimulation just now, even a seasoned fighter would have to be distracted, let alone Sayuri Sawamura who has been drought for a long time?The black-haired beauty is hot all over now, and she can't even exert any strength. What's more terrible is that her underwear can already feel...

I, how could I just because of the contact of the palm...

Sayuri Sawamura's eyes buried under her hair were already blurred, her small mouth was slightly open, and the moist breath continued to come out, which also made Kamui Hong sit on pins and needles. He quickly helped Mrs. Sawamura with his hands, but he was stimulated by superpowers. Madam's body was as soft as a ball of cotton, as if she was drunk, her body was weak, and she didn't cooperate with her at all.

I sat on the sofa again, and my waist couldn't exert any strength in this posture.

"Sorry, I offended you." Kamuihiro passed his hands through Mrs. Sawamura's armpits, barely moving her upper body away from his crotch.The body that had lost strength was unexpectedly heavy, and no matter how hard Shenweihong tried to get her up, she could only let her lie on his shoulder temporarily.

"Huh, I'll help you sit up later." Shen Weihong took a breath, and when he was about to gather his strength——

"Um, sorry for the long wait, but it's a little late because I need to prepare the canvas...Huh?"

Coincidentally, Ying Lili, who was carrying the drawing board and painting box, struggled to walk down the stairs, but what caught the girl's eyes was Xia Fei's cheeks, her mother's body lying on the shoulders of her classmate with absent-minded eyes. posture.

"I, I said it was a misunderstanding, do you believe it?"

Kamui Hiroshi tried hard to put on an innocent expression, and continued to try to help Mrs. Sawamura up, but this unexpected scene had already snapped the rational thread in the girl's mind.

"You bastard, what do you want to do to other people's mother--"

"Wait, wait, calm down!"

Throwing down the drawing board, the furious Ying Lili copied the small box and ran towards Shenweihong, smashing it head-on, the unclosed box opened halfway, and the paint inside was like a celestial girl scattering flowers, and threw it at the two of them. go.

Shenweihong dodged the box, but he couldn't dodge so many paints, and many boxes of painting tools smashed against the wall, making noise.

boom!

The director of teaching angrily pounded his fist on the table.

"Ms. Hiratsuka!" The female teacher in front of her couldn't help being shocked by the raised tone.

"How long have I been away, and you have made this kind of thing up for me? That student was bewitched by you to go to the broadcasting room to make it public?! Do you know what the school's position is?"

The potbellied dean roared angrily. The high decibels made the few hairs on the top of his head flutter like weeds. Seeing this funny scene, Mr. Hiratsuka wanted to laugh out loud, but when he thought of himself In such a situation, I couldn't laugh anymore, so I could only answer:

"Well... the school's position is to safeguard the interests of students, including honor, reputation and so on?"

"Wrong! Big mistake!" the dean said bitterly, his eyes full of heartache: "I thought that Mr. Hiratsuka graduated from a famous university, so he should know some ways to deal with crisis affairs, but I didn't expect that. stupidity!"

So, what is the school's position?Hiratsuka-sensei blinked, not knowing why.

The dean took a breath.continued:

"Listen well, the school's position is to ensure that it will not be involved in any disturbances, and the most important thing is to ensure that the enrollment rate will not drop!"

Hearing this cold answer, Mr. Hiratsuka couldn't help but retort: ​​"Wait, wait a minute, if the interests of the students are violated—"

"As long as it has nothing to do with the school, don't worry about it. If it has something to do with the school, as a teacher, you have to make them believe that it has nothing to do with the school. By the way, protect the interests of the students?" The dean sneered: "Just let them believe that the interests of the students are protected. gone."

"What are they referring to? Students?"

"Parents, and those members of the family committee." The dean said a few words, felt a little thirsty, took a sip of tea and continued: "As for the students, of course they know whether the matter has something to do with the school, and Your own interests are not being protected."

Is that so?Hearing the unexpected answer, Hiratsuka-sensei couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"So, what the teacher has to do is to kill the clues before they show up, so that the students don't talk nonsense. Now it's troublesome. That Mizuyue Jingzi is the apple of the eye of the Mizuyue family. Tsk, isn't it just a simple dispute between classmates? , how did you get to this point?"

The dean scratched his chin irritably, but Mr. Hiratsuka, who was opposite him, was very calm, "Then there is no problem with my way of handling it."

"No problem yet!" The teaching director was furious, "How do you want me to go home to Shui Yue..."

"The victim of the rumour-making incident is the daughter of the English ambassador, and by the way, the girl's father's surname is Spencer."

"What, you didn't say such a thing earlier?" The dean got up quickly: "Mr. Hiratsuka, you are really a good teacher in our school."

Chapter 68 The Apostle (Kato) is Coming

After dealing with the dean, Shizuka Hiratsuka returned to her office.

What dean, does that look a little like a teacher should have?The words are all nonsensical, and I will never agree with this kind of thing.

Slumped on the seat, lit a Seven Star cigarette, and took a deep breath, the female teacher finally felt a kind of peace.

This bastard, fighting for this kind of thing for himself early in the morning, is obviously just a child, but he doesn't want to ask adults for help when he encounters a problem. Instead, he and another victim want to use his own method to solve it question.

Like her, the two students were unexpectedly similar in this regard.

After taking a few more puffs of cigarettes, Hiratsuka-sensei turned his eyes away, obviously looking at the sky, but it felt like he was looking at something far away.

If you put these two children together, can there be a chemical reaction?

dong dong dong.

There was a crisp knock on the door, interrupting Mr. Hiratsuka's thinking, and the female teacher put out the cigarette: "Come in."

A short-haired girl in a school uniform walked into the teacher. Teacher Hiratsuka was calm on the surface, but muttered inwardly.It seems that the bow tie is a first-grade student, but how do I remember that this child seems to be a student in our class?But why can't I remember the name?

All in all, don't panic.

"What's the matter, is there a problem? Or do you want to find another teacher?" Hiratsuka-sensei asked in a calm tone.

"Excuse me, where did Lord Shenwei go after leaving the classroom, does the teacher know?"

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"So, it's because Lily is too nervous, and mom is fine."

In the bathroom, Mrs. Sawamura was washing the paint on her hair with a wry smile.

Pigments are an art student’s nightmare every time they are cleaned after use. Every time they are accidentally painted on their hands, they must be cleaned with a special cleansing cream. If there is no condition, they can only be soaked in hot water. I used soap. It would be fine if it was just my hands, but this time the main affected areas were the face and hair. Mrs. Sawamura, who loves hair quality, can only use both.

God knows if the shampoo will damage the hair.

"Besides, why did you take the painting box out of the studio? Wouldn't it be good to let Kamui-kun go to the studio with you to paint?"

"I, I have my own concerns, too."

Yinglili's lack of confidence came from outside the door.

"Your concern is that your mother can't see people at all for a short time, and you also ruined a kimono for your mother."

If you can enter the bathroom, you will find that Mrs. Sawamura's head and face are covered with traces of colorful paints, and there is even a blush that makes the always bold Mrs. Sawamura blush.

The white paint that Ying Lili just bought, smashed it on her shoulder impartially, and the white paint was stained on her face, as if she was painted after doing that...

Thinking of this, Mrs. Sawamura blushed beautifully, and felt a numbness below her body, which was far stronger than actual combat.After a few seconds, Mrs. Sawamura suppressed the bold idea of ​​showering with a shower head in front of her daughter.

"Mom has a closet of kimonos, and it doesn't matter if it's just one."

"Do you know the price of this dress?"

Hearing her daughter's voice, Mrs. Sawamura immediately applied lotion on her face and washed her cheeks after she responded. After scrubbing for a while, the white marks really faded a lot, and Mrs. Sawamura continued to wash with soapy water.

Moreover, she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that her skin was much fairer.

"Well, that can't be said to be my fault, it's obviously my mother's fault! I'm already old, but I'm ashamed to fall on a boy who is the same age as my daughter..."

Although I am very happy that my daughter is worried about me, I can't pretend that I didn't hear a certain word.

Mrs. Sawamura suddenly raised her tone: "Lily~ What did you say just now, mom didn't seem to hear clearly?"

"Don't worry about this at a time like this!"

"This is very important, you silly daughter! Remember to apologize in a while, Shenwei-jun is a guest, but you let him into the bathroom, ah, if there is another reason to go, mother will still be very happy, after all, the daughter It's big."

"Is it time to drive now?!"

Then the topic gradually deviated from the core, and became a two-way complaint between mother and daughter.

From the minutiae bathing sequence, to the body care every time I get up, to the various living habits, the voice is so loud that even Shenwei Hong in the upstairs bathroom can hear it.

But he didn't care about that, instead he looked at his arm.

In the end, when Ying Lili smashed the painting box over, she seemed to hear the sound of the clock in her panic.

Mrs. Sawamura did not see the clock like Mrs. Yukinoshita, and was able to turn it back. After hearing the sound, Mrs. Sawamura did not change as drastically as Mrs. Yukinoshita.

So, what is left of that ability?

Shenweihong was puzzled.

I can only watch it later, but one thing is certain, Mrs. Sawamura's changes will not reveal her abilities.

After washing with lotion and soapy water for a while, Kamui Hiroshi left the bathroom.After putting on the disposable underwear and guest bathrobes in the locker room, he pushed open the door of the locker room.

"Sawamura-san, where is the hair dryer?"