Masaki Okamura looked up and glanced around, the strange thing is that everyone is busy with their own things, and no one looks at themselves, so they are relieved, it seems that everyone paid attention to themselves just out of curiosity two days ago, and now they are no stranger, not to mention that there is nothing strange about themselves, but why did Fujiwara Norika take the initiative to find himself like this?

Okamura Masaki was pondering, Fujiwara Norika had pulled his right hand to his chest, and immediately lowered his head and leaned over, just like that, the two of them began to do obscene things under the desk, Okamura Masaki felt that in broad daylight, there was something wrong with this, so he wanted to break free of his right hand, but suddenly found that his fingers had touched a soft lump of fat, which was very attractive to the touch, so that Okamura Masaki was immersed for a while, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

At this moment, the homeroom teacher pushed the door and walked in, first looking at Masaki Okamura, with a look of surprise on his face, and we Xu Kutowara Norika slowly raised her head. At this moment, Okamura Masaki found that a boy in front of him turned his head, glanced at himself, opened his mouth, and did not make a sound, but the mouth shape kept repeating, and Okamura Masaki's mood immediately became dull, because this boy kept saying: "Burn B!" …… Burn B! "Obviously this is scolding Fujiwara Norika for being an immodest girl.

Although Masaki Okamura is not familiar with this man, he learned from Furukawa Yuki that this kid is not a good type, and there are a few girls in the school who have chased him, but he has been pursuing Fujiwara Norika without success, it turned out that Fujiwara Norika disliked him for being thin and small, saying that he had no manly demeanor, which made him depressed for a long time. Now that this kid saw Fujiwara Norika taking the initiative to pursue Masaki Okamura, of course he held a grudge, but he couldn't help it at this time and publicly insulted him.

Okamura Masaki glanced at Fujiwara Norika, it turned out that she had already met the kid's eyes, only to see Fujiwara Norika glance at the kid fiercely, and then the corners of her mouth made a contemptuous expression, and the mouth shape showed: "Die, little toothpick!" Seeing these Okamura Masaki, he shuddered in his heart, and he couldn't imagine that the person next to him turned out to be a female man, but why was she so tough, but she couldn't fight the thin Furukawa Yuki, hey, why didn't this kid come today, could it be that he really got enteritis.

"Yamaki Tomohisa, how can you keep looking back, don't affect other classmates in class, if you don't want to listen to the lecture, you can choose to sleep or go out!" The homeroom teacher said with a very serious face. Okamura Masaki remembered, it turned out that this kid's name was Yamaki Tomohisa, I saw him fiercely stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist, and then stretched out a middle finger and pushed it up a few times, and then turned back hatefully.

"What does he mean by that, against you?" Masaki Okamura picked up the oil pen, wrote quickly in the notebook, and then handed it to Norika Fujiwara. Fujiwara Norika took the notebook, first surprised, I don't know if it's because of the beautiful handwriting of Masaki Okamura, or because she was surprised by this special way of communication, in short, she was surprised and ecstatic.

I saw her also writing quickly: "He's just a piece of shit, trying to take advantage of the old lady." The handwriting was crooked and very scribbled, and Masaki Okamura looked at it for a long time before he recognized it, and then laughed knowingly.

"You sit here with me, he must be jealous, right?" Masaki Okamura continued.

"I don't care, I don't like him, the person I like is ......" Fujiwara Norika wrote later, all ellipsis. Masaki Okamura is not a fool, of course he knows that Fujiwara Norika likes him, but he is a little worried about this woman's uncertain temperament, so he pointed at himself and asked in a shape, "Is it me?" ”

Looking at Fujiwara Norika again, she pursed her lips and smiled, and continued to write: "You are so beautiful, it means a lot! Okamura Masaki was immediately stunned, I really couldn't understand the real thoughts of this woman, but thinking of those beautiful pictures, that woman was very similar to Fujiwara Norika in terms of appearance and figure, and felt that she was particularly mysterious, Okamura Masaki always had a feeling, that is, maybe one night he would meet Fujiwara Norika in the red house, because from her bones, he felt a kind of charm that only existed there.

"What's wrong, you're scared?" Seeing Masaki Okamura's stunned appearance, Fujiwara Norika pursed her lips and smiled, and continued to write in her notebook. Masaki Okamura thought to himself that I was a big man, could it be that I was scared of a girl, so he settled down and put his right hand into Fujiwara Norika's skirt.

Fujiwara Norika was gradually enveloped by a wonderful feeling, and gradually a slight itchy feeling, like an ant slowly crawling in her body, and like a small snake winding in her heart, so that she couldn't help it for a while, like sitting on pins and needles, but this was in class, she couldn't show it yet, she could only endure it, so anxious that she gritted her teeth, but she still couldn't help but let out a low moan.

Just when Masaki Okamura felt very enjoyable, he suddenly found that almost all the students in the class turned around and cast a bright gaze here, which was full of curiosity and surprise. Masaki Okamura didn't move, but Norika Fujiwara's face immediately turned crimson, because all this was due to the moan she had just made, and she lay down on the table, motionless and pretending to be asleep.

The homeroom teacher walked over with square steps, looked at Masaki Okamura carefully, and found that his right hand was still buried under Fujiwara Norika's skirt, and the teacher said quietly: "It seems that the two of you are not suitable to be at the same table, after this class, Fujiwara Norika, you will return to your original seat." After the teacher finished speaking, he paced back to the podium to continue the lecture, and all the students looked at the blackboard, only Tomohisa Yamaki and Masaki Okamura, who had a hippie smile, and said with a mouth shape: "Hey, hey, two stupid Bs!" "Although Masaki Okamura realized that his behavior was a little excessive just now because of his anger with Fujiwara Norika, he still hated this guy Yamaki Tomohisa, and I didn't provoke you, you keep making trouble for me, it's really untidy.

After a long time, Fujiwara Norika finally secretly raised her head, the hair on her white and tender face was messy, and printed with all kinds of strange patterns, she first hit Okamura Masaki's ribs with her elbow, Okamura Masaki subconsciously hurriedly protected it with his hand, and then heard Fujiwara Kika whisper and said in a low voice: "It's all your fault, we won't be able to do it with the table in the future." ”