Qingteng laughed a few times and took the lead in making a "you go ahead" gesture to the general manager.

"Tachibana-kun, that..."

Souji slowly lowered his head, looking at his fingertips while feeling coy.

"……between……?"

"Huh? What did you say?"

Qingteng, who couldn't hear clearly what the director was saying, leaned his upper body towards the director.

"……Room……?"

Compared with just now, Souji's voice was slightly louder, but still as thin as a mosquito's moan.

For a moment, Qingto suspected that he was talking to Kinoshita Mai.

He spoke so quietly... not at all like the Souji's usual style.

Qingdeng raised his eyebrows in confusion. Then, he took two steps forward and stood closer to the chief, while continuing to stretch his upper body towards the chief.

"Okita-kun, if you speak louder, I can't hear you clearly."

The Souji gritted his silver teeth, and then looked around restlessly. He once tried to run away from Qingteng, but he changed his mind and raised his head, meeting Qingteng's eyes straightly.

"Tangerine-kun..." She took a deep breath, "Are you... free now? If you are free... can you come to my room?"

Every time the director said a word, his face turned red.

After the last syllable of this sentence fell, her entire face turned red as if it had been burned by fire, as if bright blood would seep and drip from her cheeks at any time.

"..." Qingdeng opened his eyes wide in surprise.

The boy looked at the girl in front of him blankly.

Sometimes the girl looked down at her small toes, sometimes she turned her head and looked at the wall at hand, shyly waiting for the boy's answer.

The crescent moon outside the window seems to be hiding its mouth and snickering. It secretly hides in the dark clouds above the distant peaks, setting a silver-white border on the dark clouds.

…

…

A few minutes later——

Trial Guard Hall, Chief Division's room——

"Tangerine-kun, please sit down."

The Souji took out a clean cushion from the closet, patted it softly, and pushed it to Qingden's knees.

"Thanks……"

The general secretary took another cushion and sat down in front of Qingteng.

Two white and tender little feet were buried between the cushion and the plump peach...the neat toes were twisting nervously.

It was obviously the Souji who took the initiative to invite Qingto into her room...but she said nothing at the moment, just lowering her head and playing with the fingers folded on her legs.

The director's silence made Qingto couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Although this was not the first time he came to Souji's boudoir... but it was the first time he was alone with Souji in this room that exuded the elegant fragrance.

Without any warning, Qingdeng suddenly felt a line of sight that contained some kind of will.

He raised his eyes and saw beautiful eyes looking straight at him.

The general manager raised his head at some point and stopped staring at his fingers.

"Tachibana-kun... I... I'll just tell you the truth... you... you, what you said last night... are you serious?"

A simple sentence, but it seemed to exhaust all the strength of the director.

The further she spoke, the faster her breathing became.

After uttering the last word with all her strength, her breasts rose and fell at high speed like a blower.

There was a strong sense of tension in her voice... Judging from her tone, she should be very concerned about the answer to this question.

Looking at the tense-looking Souji in front of him, Qingden grinned unconsciously.

——As expected... Ms. Okita really wants to clarify the relationship between me and her now... and in the future as soon as possible.

When the director said the shocking words "Quickly, come to my room!", Qingteng had already vaguely guessed the intention of the director's move.

Qingdeng gradually suppressed the smile on his face and sat upright. As his waist gradually straightened, his face gradually became more solemn and serious:

"Yes, I'm serious. Okita-kun...ah, no, Miss Okita."

Since there were no outsiders around, Aoto changed the title of the general manager from "Okita-kun" to "Miss Okita".

"The words I said last night were all true, and there was not even a hint of falsehood."

"Miss Okita, I like you."

The next moment, Qingdeng heard a strange cry.

"Gu...!"

The person who made this strange cry was naturally the chief executive.

I saw Souji's chest rising and falling rapidly... so fast that Qingden couldn't help but wonder if she was suffering from hypoxia.

"Uh-huh...!"

There was another strange cry.

The Souji suddenly lowered his head and held up his face, which was getting red and hot at a speed visible to the naked eye, with both hands.

The ripples in his eyes were gentle, like the tranquility of the ancient pond being broken.

"...What about you?"

"Huh?"

The Souji maintained the gesture of holding his face and slowly raised his head - the corners of Qingden's mouth were raised and his eyes were smiling.

"Miss Okita, are you serious about what you said last night?"

"?!"

The Souji's delicate body stiffened.

The next breath, she swept her eyes left and right as if she was suppressing her shyness.

He looked at the tatami in front of his knees, and then looked at the closed window next to him...

After "struggling" like this at a loss for a moment——

Peng!

With a low sound of flesh colliding, something exceptionally soft and warm hit Qingteng's body heavily - Souji threw himself into Qingteng's arms.

Qingteng, who was not expecting the sudden "meat bomb attack" from the General Secretary, subconsciously hugged her with his backhand.

"Miss Okita?"

"I...I..."

Souji's voice was muffled in Qingto's chest.

"I, I've finished my answer!"

After saying that, the director stretched out his arms and hugged Qingdeng tightly, and buried his pretty face deeper in Qingdeng's arms.

Qingdeng blinked and laughed dumbly.

Because he was too shy to speak directly, did he choose to use "action" instead of "language"... Aonto thought Souji's behavior was so cute.

As if he wanted to pity Souji, Qingto tightened his arms to hug Souji with a firm yet gentle force.

But at this moment, Qingdeng was startled as he recalled something.

"...Uh...Director-General, listen to me."

Aomori held Souji's shoulders, pulled Souji away from him like a koala, and forced her to face him.

"I have something very important to say to you. I want to take advantage of this rare opportunity to tell you some...important things that must be told to you without any reservations."

"Huh?" Souji flashed his beautiful eyes a few times and tilted his little head in confusion.

"Besides you, I also like Miss A Wu and Zuo Nazi."

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The author was trapped by trivial matters yesterday, and had no choice but to write a short story... Oh my god, why are there so many trivial matters recently! Why is it so difficult for me to write a novel quietly? (Leopard Fury.jpg)
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