My Girlfriend is Yingriri

"A cricket is a hill of clouds... I will not lose..."

at the same time.

The hall of the teaching building.

Kiyosuke Hashima stood at the entrance with his mobile phone in hand.

Not long after, under the cold moonlight, I saw a tall, black, long, straight girl walking over swayingly. Although the face could not be seen clearly in the dim light, the identity of the other party could be judged only by the breath. .

"Sister."

Kiyosuke Hashima stepped forward to greet him, "What are you doing in the teaching building so late?"

"Of course it's on the rooftop." The senior sister walked towards the middle of the building, "Since you don't want to jump in front of the bonfire, it's okay to go to the rooftop, right?"

Hashima Kiyosuke said speechlessly:

"I really can't dance, I've never touched it."

"It's okay." The senior sister said in a lazy voice, "I will teach you how to become an adult when the time comes."

"I suspect you're driving."

"Don't doubt it, I'm just driving."

"..."

The teaching building was dark and extremely silent. Seeing that the senior was determined to go upstairs, Kiyosuke Hashima had no choice but to follow. He held up his mobile phone and was responsible for the lighting.

As for the senior sister... walking up the stairs empty-handed, it was enough that Kiyosuke Hashima didn't carry her on his back.

The two quickly walked to the third floor.

A gust of evening wind swept through the corridor, the wind whimpered, without the temperature of the bonfire, it looked extraordinarily cold.

"and many more."

The senior who was walking in front suddenly stopped.

Kiyosuke Hashima stopped, "What's wrong?"

"I seem to have heard a strange sound just now..." The senior sister pursed her pink lips and looked around, "Did you hear it, junior?"

Kiyosuke Hashima listened for a while, and soon caught the intermittent humming of pain in the wind, which sounded quite depressing.

What the hell!

Was it a supernatural event?

Things like time travel can happen, and the existence of ghosts is completely unacceptable.

However, I have never heard of ghost incidents at Toyosaki Academy at all...

Kiyosuke Hashima suddenly thought of another possibility.

Could it be that there are other people in the teaching building besides myself and my senior sister?

"Over there." The senior took Kiyosuke Hashima's hand and whispered, "Turn off the phone."

"Ah."

Stepping on the cold moonlight, the two quickly hid in a classroom. Just now, intermittently, it seemed that the voice of a female ghost crying suddenly became clear.

Hajima Kiyosuke quickly determined that it was not a ghost, but a terrible sound that would only be made in a small movie!

your sister!I thought those teenagers and girls dancing in front of the bonfire were the winners in life, but it turned out that the real winners in life were hiding in the teaching building to seek excitement!

Kiyosuke Hashima took a light breath, and was about to tell his senior to leave, when he glanced sideways, he suddenly found that her pretty face was blushing under the moonlight, it was so bright that she couldn't say the words that came to her mouth immediately.

"..."

It is estimated that the excitement in the classroom was too much. The painful voice of the ghost girl next door ended very quickly. I don't know how long it took, but it certainly didn't take as long as Ultraman's transformation, and then the two footsteps rustled away quietly.

The senior sister turned her head and looked over, her wine-red eyes were moist and misty under the moonlight.

Four eyes facing each other.

Kiyosuke Hashima suddenly felt dry mouthed and his heart beat faster.

"Sister..."

Kasumigaoka Shiwa didn't speak, her fine eyelashes fluttered slightly, then she tiptoed slightly, leaned closer, and pecked Hajima Kiyosuke's lips lightly, as if a dragonfly had just touched water, and it would fall apart instantly.

Kiyosuke Hashima instinctively stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the slender and soft waist of the senior.

"No."

Senior sister stretched out her hands to support Kiyosuke Hashima's chest, her voice soft and sweet.

Since no, what were you doing just now?

Just go out and leave!

"Unless the younger generation calls the master."

"..."

Kiyosuke Hashima immediately hesitated, calling out to the master, in exchange for the senior sister's permission, it seems that it is not a loss...

"Tsk~"

The next moment, Kiyosuke Hashima suddenly caught the flash of pride in the corner of the senior sister's eyes and brows, and was immediately speechless.

your sister!No wonder you took the initiative to kiss me just now, you clearly harbored evil intentions and wanted to mobilize/teach someone!

Habit is really a terrible thing. If it was before, I would have refused without even thinking about it. Just now, I hesitated for a few seconds, and even the impulse to call the master once gained the upper hand... If this continues, I will really be played by the senior sister. Become a servant slave!

Kiyosuke Hashima's expression froze, he let go decisively, and distanced himself from his senior.

"Huh?" Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu was startled, and said in surprise, "Your junior?"

"No more kisses."

It's not that I haven't kissed her before, but now I just want to let my senior know what it means to be 'punished'!

Kiyosuke Hashima turned around and pulled out a chair, sat down on the chair, then pointed to his thigh, and said with a serious expression: "Is it me, or do you come here and lie down?"

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu: "..."

Only then did the senior sister realize that her little plot was accidentally exposed, and without saying a word, she turned around and wanted to escape from the classroom.

It's a pity that she is too lazy to exercise, her limbs are out of tune, and her body is weak. Naturally, she couldn't escape at this moment, and Kiyosuke Hashima grabbed her wrist and pulled her directly into her arms.

"My lord, I was wrong."

Seeing that there was no way to escape, the senior sister quickly begged for mercy in a low voice, and her ability to bend and stretch became more and more mature.

"It's too late."

Kiyosuke Hashima was unmoved, and directly pressed the senior sister onto his lap.

If an insincere verbal apology can absolve her of guilt, not only will the senior sister not restrain herself, but she will even intensify her desire to mobilize/teach others!

"Snapped!"

Crisp slaps sounded in the classroom, and the lingering sound lingered and lingered endlessly.

The senior sister trembled slightly, her pretty face flushed, she bit her lower lip and endured it.

Followed by the second, and the third.

It's a pity that not long after, there were footsteps in the corridor outside, Kiyosuke Hashima hurriedly stopped, and kept quiet with his senior sister.

It's not clear if it's a teacher on patrol, or a student who wants to come to the teaching building to seek excitement, but no matter what the possibility is, it will be super troublesome to be discovered.

Fortunately, the footsteps hurried past the door, not staying.

"call……"

Kiyosuke Hashima heaved a sigh of relief, and then realized that the right hand that should have been raised in mid-air landed on the buttocks of the senior at some point.

Subconsciously pinch the right hand lightly, it is delicate and silky, and the wonderful touch of soft Q elastic immediately fills the whole palm.

Feels great.

So Hashima Kiyosuke couldn't help pinching again.

"Later! Senior! Jun!" The senior finally couldn't take it anymore, her pretty face flushed, her voice was like a visitor from hell, full of sulfur and the smell of burning flames, "Don't push yourself any further!"

Kiyosuke Hashima coughed twice, and sat up with his senior sister: "Let's go, let's go downstairs."

The senior sister covered her hot buttocks with both hands, and gritted her teeth in embarrassment: "Go to the rooftop."

"Still going to the rooftop?"

"Otherwise? The last after-night festival in the third grade of high school ended in an anticlimactic manner like this?"

"..."

Kiyosuke Hashima led his senior sister and continued to walk upstairs, arriving at the roof terrace with ease.

The evening wind is cold.

There was a faint smell of burning wood on the wind.

Kiyosuke Hashima walked to the protective net on the roof and looked towards the atrium. He could clearly see that there were a lot of students participating in the Houye Festival today. The bonfire was still burning, and it seemed that even the air had become hot.

"Young Master~"

The senior sister stretched out her right hand, her waterfall-like black hair fluttering gently in the evening wind.

Hashima Kiyosuke stretched out his hand to hold senior sister's fingertips, it was cold and soft.

then……

"I really can't dance."

Kiyosuke Hashima said helplessly that the repeated horizontal jumps in the physical education exam are not a problem, but he really has no experience in dancing.

"It's okay, junior, relax your body, and leave the rest to me."

after a few seconds.

"Sister, you stepped on my foot."

"I stepped on it again."

"the third time……"