The Strongest Deduction of Zongman Chapter 2025

In the next second, a neat apology sounded.

"...I'm so sorry!!!" X3

"Forget it, breakfast is already downstairs, remember to eat." You shrugged, closed the door helplessly, and acquiesced to the actions of the three of them.

He was just complaining about being tricked into asking the teacher for leave. Since he wanted to play, let them have a good time. After all, his girlfriend and prospective girlfriend had a good relationship, so he should be lucky.

After closing the door, Yu walked along the corridor on the second floor to the room next to Izumi Sagiri, which was a private space specially arranged for Shiina Mashiro.

Boom! Boom!

Yu raised his hand, knocked lightly on the door twice, and shouted softly. "...It's really white, it's morning!!"

Gacha -!

After waiting for a minute and no one responded, Yu put his hand on the handle and slowly pressed down, and the door was gently pushed open by Yu.

"..." You looked at the scene in front of him speechlessly.

There are dresses and dresses piled up on the bed, underwear of various colors and styles on the floor, beside the computer desk with an empty computer, there are also piles of sheets and shoes that have been pulled in a mess, plus bits and pieces. Small objects in a cluttered arrangement.

Except for the computer table without a computer and the neat painting utensils, the whole room seemed to have been baptized by thieves more than three times.

"This kind of talent for making trouble..." The corner of Yu's mouth twitched uncontrollably. Shiina Mashiro, who has no common sense in life, did not expect to tidy up her future room, so Yamada Goblin and Sagiri helped her tidy it up at the same time last night, and they were busy until close to the early morning.

But only after nine hours, the room became a garbage dump. In a sense, how did this kind of childish talent appear in that ethereal and pure white girl, who was so quiet on the outside.

"Hey~~ Wake up Mashiro first, and then ask Emily to tidy up." Yuu raised his hands and covered his face with a helpless sigh.

After sighing, Yuu squinted his dead fish eyes, and walked into the room with small steps. The original wooden floor in the room had already been covered with her soft underwear by the "little troublemaker" Ms. He took off his slippers, stepped on those various clothes, and went straight to the bottom of the computer desk.

Yuu could feel Shiina Mashiro's breath in the small and limited area under the computer desk.

"It's morning, Mashiro." Looking at the tightly wrapped dumpling wrapped in a white sheet, he stretched out his hand, and pressed it on the suspected Shiina Mashiro's head, shaking it gently.

"...Hmm~~" A soft moan slowly came from inside the quilt, and then the quilt on the outside of the dumpling shook~, like a chick out of its shell, Shiina Mashiro slowly crawled out of the quilt .

The girl named Shiina Mashiro stood up unsteadily and stood in front of Yuu.

The girl's delicate and small face was slightly sleepy, and there were crystal clear teardrops hanging from the corners of the long and narrow Danfeng eyes. Such white jade is generally pure and flawless.

Leng Yiyou's god-slayer body transformed by divine power also lost to the flawless skin of the girl in front of her in terms of fairness and delicateness.

At this moment, Yu deeply understood the meaning of icy muscles and jade bones, because his hands were already on Shiina Mashiro's silky smooth shoulders.

"Why... no clothes."

Chapter 92

"Why... not wearing clothes." Yuu asked the ethereal girl in front of her with a trembling voice.

The scorching sun hanging obliquely in the sky shines the warm sunlight into the small Japanese-style house through the transparent glass window, and shines on Shiina Mashiro's body, shining the light golden hair of the girl in front of her, making her look like a girl. Delicacy is incomparably sacred.

At this moment, Shiina Mashiro does not have the slightest trace of human creation, but only the pure natural beauty, natural beauty, and sacred naked beauty.

While stroking the cold and smooth fragrant shoulders, deeply feeling the girl's icy muscles and bones, Yuu's dark gray pupils reflected Shiina Mashiro's figure.

The smooth legs stood straight on the floor covered with clothes, and the toes, which were crystal clear like jade, swayed gently, very naughty.

Due to the angle, Yu couldn't see the scenery below that he needed to look up to, but it was determined by God when he drank and pecked, and the scenery above appeared in his field of vision.

The light golden hair like golden sand hangs down to the waist, next to the delicate and beautiful face like a doll, two pinches of gold silk playfully sprinkled along the fragrant shoulders on the extremely beautiful two-petal flower bone set off by the slender waist On top of it, the two touches of pink are blocked.

However, after all, there is a distance between the light golden hair, and Yu You's sharp eyes, which are far beyond ordinary people, can naturally pass through the obstruction of the golden thread and see the hazy color that is faintly visible.

It was pure pink, without a trace of foreign color mixed in, and that light color made people feel the urge to speak from the bottom of You's heart.

"...Yu, Hun Yue's breasts are so itchy." The clear and ethereal voice, like a stream flowing deep in the mountains, reached You's ears, telling the girl's feelings.

"..." A deadly silence appeared in the room.

Yuu, who was half squatting, let go of his mouth silently, frowned slightly, not daring to look directly at Shiina Mashiro's deep eyes above him, and said seriously.

"Has the mental attack I suffered last time relapsed? The God of Disobedience is unexpectedly strong. Really, how long have I just lost consciousness."

"Eleven minutes, about..." Shiina Mashiro tilted her head, her long and narrow Danfeng eyes showing a trace of bewilderment.

She couldn't understand what Yu was talking about before, but it should be a very powerful thing to involve the 'spirit', the 'god'.

She vaguely remembered that Alice the White Princess had mentioned it. However, since these things did not involve painting, she just listened to them and threw them into the back of her mind. Now it is extremely difficult to recall them.

'The tongue lasted for eleven minutes, damn it, I was so startled by Zhenbai that I forgot my specific feelings. ’ You gritted his chin with a dignified face, thinking to himself.

"stare--!"

Shiina Mashiro's deep gaze focused on Yu's face again, and the girl's keenness directly made her aware of something bad that Yu was thinking about. Although she didn't understand what it was, she felt that she should be kicking Yu.

Small drops of sweat slowly ran across Yu's cheeks, it was the cold sweat that was frightened by Shiina Mashiro's eyes that seemed to be able to see through the soul.

The girl in front of Mingming was extremely weak, but the clear gaze that seemed to wash away his dirty heart made him feel pressured.

"By the way, Mashiro. Why are you sleeping under the computer desk dressed like this? Don't you have a bed?" Yu, who was extremely uncomfortable being stared at by that gaze, spoke hastily, trying to divert Shiina Mashiro's gaze.

However, Shiina Mashiro still stares at Yuu intently. Although she lacks the common sense of life in her head, Mashiro is not as natural as she looks.

It is only because her body and mind are completely immersed in painting that she looks so pure and holy. So Yuuna's unnatural behavior was directly discovered by Shiina Mashiro.

"...Yuu, are you nervous?" Shiina Mashiro said softly, she lowered her head, her brown eyes reflected Yuu's sweaty face, raised her soft and boneless hands, gently Wipe gently with fingertips.

Feeling the fingertips gently brushing across his forehead, Yuu's expression eased, he slowly stretched out his hand, put his arms around Shiina Mashiro's waist, and put his cheek on that smooth and flawless belly.

Under the dazzling sunlight, the half-squatting silver-haired boy gently pressed his cheek against the body of the pure white girl. If the girl's 'natural' attire was ignored, the picture would be extremely warm and beautiful.

After a while, Yu looked confused.

How does he feel that he was attacked by Shiina Mashiro just now, because before that, he actually had the idea of ​​hanging himself on a tree, but fortunately, that thought only sprouted for a moment, and then he killed it.

"Cough cough." You dryly coughed twice, looked around, locked his eyes on the drawing board in front of the computer desk, and saw that it was only a semi-finished painting with black and white lines that hadn't been colored yet. clean.

"Mashiro, what is the picture on the computer desk?" Yu asked tentatively.

"...I drew it last night, Sagiri." Hearing Yu mentioning the painting, Shiina Mashiro's bright red phoenix eyes flashed a gleam of joy, she recounted softly.

Yuu sighed inwardly. Sure enough, the only thing that can attract Shiina Mashiro's attention is Huahua. It was estimated that the direction of changing the topic was wrong. No wonder it will be invalidated.

"Is Mashiro dressed like this because of Huahua?" Yu continued the topic of Huahua and asked about Shiina Mashiro's situation last night.

"... I'm tired of painting... I took a shower, got my clothes, and then I got sleepy." Shiina Mashiro frowned slightly, recalling the scene of last night, and replied softly.