Chapter 145 A Kiss

Kirihara Akatsuki paused for a moment, then feigned anger and said, "We've only just started, and you're already in a hurry to push your dance partner to someone else?"

Kiyoha Mori was in a low mood. Kirihara Akira could tell that this feigned "accusation" was meant to make her bicker like usual, but it seemed that the trick that used to always work to change the subject wasn't working so well today.

Mori Kiyoha said, "Five minutes, just five minutes. Go find my sister in five minutes, okay?"

Kirihara Akira quickly figured it out and said, "Are you afraid that Yamaei Kaito will cause trouble for your sister?"

"Could you, even for just a moment, be a little confused?" Mori Kiyoha lightly stomped on his foot.

The dance steps went awry for a split second, but the two incredibly athletic individuals quickly got back on track.

Kirihara Akira said, "It seems that your bad mood is not just because of that Yamaei Kaito."

Mori Kiyoha glared at him and said, "You bastard! Really..."

"6

Their hands were clasped together, and even through the gloves, Kirihara Akira could feel the softness and elasticity of her palms, their alluring warmth and slight dampness.

Mori Kiyoha was the first to notice, and whispered, "Are you sweating?"

Kirihara Akira said, "It doesn't matter."

"It's alright," Mori Kiyoha said, wrinkling her pretty little nose. "It'll smell bad."

Kirihara Akira leaned close to her neck, sniffed twice, but couldn't smell anything. Then she did something perverted.

He buried his face in Mori Kiyoha's silver hair, took a deep breath, and said, "Where is the stench? It's more like a fragrance."

Mori Kiyoha shivered, and small goosebumps rose on her milky-white skin.

She instinctively wanted to push Kirihara Akira away, but she forcibly suppressed it because of the reluctance in her heart.

The girl reverted to her usual sharp tongue: "To do something like this so openly in this kind of situation, you're a truly remarkable pervert."

Kirihara Akatsuki didn't press the matter further, parting ways abruptly. She chuckled and said, "You still won't tell me why you're unhappy?"

Mori Kiyoha snorted and arrogantly turned her head away.

Kirihara Akira had an idea, and he immediately started performing it. He said dejectedly, "I guess I did something wrong and made you angry."

It must be said that Mori Kiyoha saw through this guy's affectation at a glance, but even though she saw through it, her heart sank along with Kirihara Akira's somber mood.

Mori Kiyoha closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly. When she opened them again, she suppressed the pounding in her chest and said with dissatisfaction, "Your acting is so fake. If I were angry with you, I would have told you to get lost."

Kirihara Akatsuki said, "Wait, then what is the reason? Give me an explanation."

"I just praised you for being smart." Mori Kiyoha always felt pleased to see him get the short end of the stick: "Hehe, if you're really smart, then give it a try."

"Do you even know what 'a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea' means?" Kirihara Akira retorted. "Who could possibly guess?"

Mori Kiyoha suddenly got a little angry and stared straight at Kirihara Akira.

"Don't look at me like that," Kirihara Akira said with a smile. "Even if I could guess what you're thinking, it would mean completely different things from what you say to me."

"I don't want to talk about it," Mori Kiyoha said. "In any case, this isn't your fault."

Kirihara Akira wanted to say something more, but Mori Kiyoha let go of her hand and took a step back without caring about anything else.

Kirihara Akira paused for a moment, then said, "It hasn't been five minutes yet."

Mori Kiyoha glanced at the corner and said coldly, "But the flies won't wait for us for five minutes."

Akira Kirihara looked over and saw that Kaito Yamaei had already taken action.

"Alright," Kirihara Akatsuki said, "Tonight was destined to be an eventful night anyway."

Just as Kirihara Akira took a step and brushed past Mori Kiyoha, Mori Kiyoha suddenly whispered something.

"Hmm?" Kirihara Akira turned to look at her and asked, "What did you just say?"

"No, I just thought the music was really noisy," Mori Kiyoha said, brushing it off.

Kirihara Akira nodded.

Actually, Kirihara Akira just heard Mori Kiyoha say something.

She said, "I'm the one who's most hurt by pushing you away."

Kirihara Akira pretended not to hear.

Even a fool should have been able to understand the emotion hidden in those words.

He just... didn't know how to respond to that.

He felt that neither he nor Qingye were ready.

Kirihara Akira stepped forward.

Yamaei Kaito's bodyguards tried to stop Kirihara Akira, but the recent commotion made them hesitant to act rashly. In the end, Kirihara Akira brazenly approached Mori Shizue.

Just as Shan Ronghai's invitation was beginning, an uninvited guest arrived.

He quickened his pace and said, "Miss Shizue, I know you have developed some prejudice against me because of your family's constant pressure. It's alright, we have plenty of time to clear up the misunderstanding. I just beg you to give me a chance."

Having said that, Shan Rong Hai Dou stopped pressing and took a step back, leaving some space.

Shizue Mori is a very rational woman who possesses both reason and emotion.

It's hard for anyone to deny that.

Akira Kirihara could foresee that Shizue Mori would give a polite reply, leaving room for both sides to save face and save face.

However, this time, Mori Shizue's silence seemed unusually long for some reason.

When Yamaei Kaito grew a little impatient, he asked, "Miss Shizue?"

Mori Shizue took a deep breath and took a step back, saying, "I'm sorry, Young Master Yamaei."

Yamaei Kaito's smile remained unchanged, maintaining his facade to the extreme, and he said with great magnanimity, "It's alright, but may I ask you the reason?"

Mori Shizue didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Yamaei Kaito looked up at Kirihara Akira and said, "Is it because of this Kirihara-kun?"

After that commotion, Kirihara Akira and Yamaei Kaito standing together now would definitely attract attention.

Many people are curious to see what kind of interesting drama this arrogant Kirihara Akira, who suddenly barged into the circle, can create.

People who dare to compete with the prince of the underworld for a woman are not found everywhere.

Such a good show can't be seen all the time.

Mori Shizue said, "This doesn't seem to concern you, does it?"

"My father taught us siblings from a young age that we are not executioners and cannot bully others. To put it simply, we must know how to compromise," Shan Ronghai said. "Unless, I encounter a matter of principle."

"What does this have to do with your principles?" Shizue Mori asked.

Yamaei Kaito said, "If the person I'm pursuing is indifferent to me, I'll accept it gladly. But if there's a competitor, even if I fail, I should at least figure out why I failed, right?"

At this point, Kirihara Akira suddenly felt a strong sense of unease.

The source of my unease is not Yamae Eito or Kaito, but Mori Shizue.

He could clearly sense that something was wrong with Mori Shizue's condition.

Before he could react, his unease was immediately confirmed.

Mori Shizue grabbed Kirihara Akira's tie and pulled his head down a little.

"Mmm."

A soft moan escaped her lips.

Shizue Mori's lips pressed against his.

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