The person whose name he called out sharply let go of the dizzy girl who had been K!ssed, half-knelt on the bed with one leg, straightened up, with a little smile on her lips, and her tone was intimate, as if she didn't notice the ugly look on her face standing at the door. Like Iwaizumi: "Okay, what did you want to say just now? Say it."
Junko was a little hypoxic due to the long K!ss, and her brain was as mushy as she thought hard for a moment before remembering what she just wanted to explain: "I, I refused, but he looked sad." After many days, Junko couldn't remember why she slacked off at that time. It seemed like "He was a bit like Koiwa..."
Because I don't want to see Chiwei sad, and also because... I don't want to see that face that looks similar to Xiaoyan's look so lost.
Iwaizumi stepped forward and tugged at Nolan Oikawa for a moment. He turned to look at the girl sitting on the bed. There was no background information, but Iwaizumi vaguely guessed what Junko meant. He let Nolan Oikawa go for the time being and stopped at Junko. before.
"Xiaoyan?" Junko didn't understand where he came from, so she and Nolan Oikawa...Xiaoyan both saw it just now? Iwaizumi's tense jaw was reflected in her raised eyes, and Junko moved back cringingly. Are you angry?
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