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Nomiyama listened to the other person finish a long speech, then looked at the librarian who was obviously eavesdropping with his ears perked up, and the classmates around him who were pretending to read. His face turned serious, and he reached out his hand, took the other person's hand and walked outside.

"Mr. Scumbag, let me go." Yukinoshita Yukino glanced at the classmates around her, her face slightly red, but she still followed him.

Nomiyama pretended not to hear. After all, the resistance in his hand was not as strong as when he stepped on his feet normally.

He raised his eyes and looked at the classmates gathered in various places on the campus. He had no intention of letting go, but his expression was stern. He pulled Yukinoshita all the way among the classmates. Whenever someone looked at him, he would look back.

What are you looking at? You've never seen a young couple in love, right?

Pulling Yukinoshita, he stepped onto the stairs.

"Nomi Yamaguni, let me go." Yukinoshita Yukino's voice was still cold.

"Have I evolved into a fungus?" Nomiyama responded in confusion.

"Yes, it's a kind of poisonous fungus that cannot be eliminated or escaped." Yukinoshita Yukino squeezed hard with her palm, trying to hurt him.

"Is that so? That sounds great. Yukinoshita-san can't escape even if she wants to. I can always rely on her like a parasitic rice bug." Nomiya's expression remained unchanged, and his steps were not fast. He walked slowly up as if he was taking care of a girl.

Yukinoshita Yukino knew that he was deliberately slowing down his pace, and she also knew that he was using time and the attention of more people to declare his possession of her in the most primitive way of expression.

She was a little shy, a little happy, and then more angry.

This kind of thing should belong to her entirely and forever, but now, someone else also wants to ask for this special treatment, and he agreed.

The palms pressed harder, and some white mist even surged at the connection between the two palms.

Nomiya looked back, loosened his palm, spread out his five fingers, and also spread out the other person's five fingers, and finally crossed them together.

The handshake turned into an interlocking of fingers.

Yukinoshita Yukino was not appeased by this action. She just walked forward and said coldly: "Nomiyama, if you don't let me go, I will call the police."

Nomiyama's voice weakened: "No, I don't want to go to the police station yet. I heard the food there is terrible, not at all comparable to what you cook."

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the person in front of her who was beginning to act weak and gritted her teeth: "You should go in and experience it."

"What a cruel heart."

"heartless?"

Yukinoshita Yukino sneered: "Nomiyama, don't forget one thing. We are just people who have known each other for a long time. At most, we can be considered friends. Apart from that, we have no other relationship. Sending a social pathogen like you to the police station will only make me feel at ease."

"It has nothing to do with anything else."

Nomiya thought about it, reached out and pushed open the door to the rooftop.

He turned around, his smile clear and pure: "Then let's build a new relationship, Yukinoshita, let's fall in love."

"I like you, I have liked you for many years. I beg you, from now on, let me be your boyfriend."

The moment the rooftop door was pushed open, brilliant sunlight pierced into her eyes, but Yukinoshita Yukino did not close her eyes to avoid it. Her pupils constricted due to the stimulation, but she did not blink. She just looked at the boy who had lost his childishness. His eyes were no longer casual and quiet as when they first met, but had become clear and clean, like those sweet mountain springs.

The long wait has finally borne fruit. It is so sweet and satisfying, so satisfying that my eyes are a little sore. I wish I could throw myself into his arms and wipe the corners of my eyes.

Pursing her lips, she still wanted to be tough, at least she couldn't just agree to him so easily, because he would always push his limits.

The words that were about to be said were stopped, and the body was pulled and staggered.

1. I'm so sad

With a subconscious exclamation, Yukinoshita Yukino threw herself into his arms.

Then, her face was gently held.

"Look, you've been silent for a long time, so I'll take it as your consent."

Nomiyama lowered his head and looked at her with a serious expression: "I am going to exercise my boyfriend's rights."

Yukinoshita Yukino stared at him in a daze. As the distance between them gradually approached, she finally understood what was going to happen.

Blushing, she subconsciously tried to push away, but was hugged even tighter.

The moment she was close to me, he reached over without hesitation and began to look for me. During the careful touch, perhaps when he found that I didn't respond, he seemed a little angry and became reckless, bold and arrogant.

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't close her eyes, but just looked into his eyes, wanting to bite hard and make him get out quickly.

But she was afraid that he would feel pain.

As a result, her strength gradually weakened, until she finally closed her eyes quietly and tried her best to chase after him awkwardly.

Until both sides were out of breath, Nomiya chose to end it and quietly withdrew.

He carefully picked up Yukinoshita, sat down against the railing, held the girl in his arms, and gently stroked her hair.

"I agreed."

Yukinoshita's voice was weak.

Nomiya looked down at her with her eyes still closed, and stroked her hair more gently.

他 说:

"Then let's first imagine our life after we start dating."

"First of all, I'm your boyfriend, and under normal circumstances, I'll be the future head of the family."

"So, I should be the head of the service department."

Yukinoshita Yukino opened her eyes, came to her senses, reached out and pinched.

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163. Boyfriend, Girlfriend

"Nomiyama, you really will shine if you give it some sunshine."

Yukinoshita Yukino twisted her hands hard.

"What have I done to make you disrespect me so much?" Nomiyama looked down at her with a serious expression.

"You don't even want to call me boyfriend."

Yukinoshita Yukino just kept a cold face and ignored him.

Nomiya's eyes moved slightly, and he raised his hand to lift her up from his chest.

Eyes facing each other.

"I want to listen to my boyfriend." Nomiyama said with a serious expression.

"Oh." Yukinoshita Yukino looked at him calmly, "Nomiyama mushroom."

So Nomiyama licked his lips and his eyes stopped on the other person's cherry-colored lips.

Yukinoshita Yukino instantly understood his thoughts and said with some shame and anger: "Shameless!"

Tilting his head, Nomiyama continued to look at her.

Yukinoshita Yukino tilted her head, her voice as small as a mosquito: "Boyfriend..."

Nomiyama nodded in response: "Yes, I am."

Then he stretched out his hand and raised his index finger: "One more time."

This time, Yukinoshita Yukino turned her head and responded coldly: "Boyfriend, don't push your luck."

Nomiyama listened to the words 'boyfriend' and looked at the red color on the tip of her ear.

You're here again...

So he reached out, gently pulled her head to his chest, and rested his cheek on her hair.

"Yeah, girlfriend."

Yukinoshita Yukino sat sideways in his arms, listening quietly to his heartbeat, and then put her arms around his waist.

It is early spring now. The air is neither warm nor cold, but just comfortable. There is also a breeze with the scent of flowers and plants wandering around.

Neither of them spoke, they just leaned against each other, enjoying the sense of security that came with being alone.

until a certain moment.

Yukinoshita Yukino's icy voice rang out: "Nomiyama, can you put this thing down there?"

Nomiyama was helpless: "Yukinoshita-san, could you please curb your instinct to ruin the atmosphere a little?"

"You mean to blame me?"

"Well, you're so close to me."

"I understand. I'll leave now." Yukinoshita Yukino made a gesture to stand up.

"Stop." Nomiyama hugged him and didn't let him move.

"Then put it away."

"How can I put this away? I'm sixteen years old after all, Yukinoshita. You have to understand that this is my body's instinct."

"Got it. I'll go back and look for some medicine and restore it to factory settings."

Nomiyama's eyelids jumped: "What do you mean by restoring factory settings?"

Yukinoshita Yukino looked up at him, expressionless: "Let it return to the state it was in when we first met."

Nomiya's eyelids twitched even more violently. Wouldn't that make him look like an eight-year-old child?

He took a deep breath and said seriously: "Girlfriend, we will have children in the future."

Yukinoshita Yukino said coldly: "I didn't agree to marry you."

"Isn't it natural for us to get married?"

Nomiyama rubbed his chin with his hand, as if thinking: "Actually, I have already thought of a name for the child."

Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes moved slightly.

The novel of Xianxun: Eighth Generation of the Nine-Year-Old Man

Nomiyama looked at her and blinked.

"Speak." Yukinoshita Yukino reached out and pinched the flesh on his waist.

"Wind, frost, rain, and snow. I am the wind, and you are the snow. As for the child, frost is better."

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't mean to deny it, she just asked another word: "Where's the rain?"

"Hmm, that doesn't seem to fit."

Yukinoshita Yukino thought for a moment and nodded: "Well, rain is indeed not very suitable."

Then she asked, "What's your last name?"

Nomiyama's voice was a little more casual this time: "As for the last name, it's up to you. It doesn't matter anyway."

"No, it's very important. I don't want you to marry into my family." Yukinoshita Yukino looked at him seriously, "I want you to marry me, and I want to change my last name to Nomiyama."

Nomiyama was distracted by her seriousness and finally reached out to pinch her face: "Then I have to try my best. Yukinoshita-kun comes from a wealthy family. Under normal circumstances, there is no way to convince your mother to hand you over to me."

Yukinoshita Yukino blushed slightly and opened his hand: "I'm glad to know. Your lazy life is about to end."

Nomiyama reached out and pulled her into his arms again, then held her and began to take something out of his pocket.

He took out a candy first and handed it to her: "Here, your chocolate."

Then he took out another one and opened it himself: "And my bitter melon mustard or stinky herring."

Yukinoshita Yukino opened the candy wrapper and smiled: "Maybe you can eat chocolate this time."

"Forget it. The last time I had chocolate was ages ago."

Nomiyama responded casually, then took out a paperback and spread it out: "I'm thinking of something now."

"Hmm?" Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the paperback and the name on it.

"Mai Sakurajima?"

"Well, I just asked a senior for her autograph. I'm thinking about selling it on the campus network."

Reaching out and rubbing her brow, Yukinoshita Yukino's voice was filled with disdain: "When will you be more serious? What else can you gain by doing this except making me angry?"

"Money." Nomiyama opened his eyes wide, "Didn't you say you wanted to work hard?"