At Highschool of the dead in the apocalypse

"Bento...... Bento ...... I remember seeing it here

in the morning?" "Did you take it?" Jing

Haoyong, who was rummaging around in the kitchen, looked at the desk that was clean and there was no seasoning, and scratched his head in confusion.

"This one is also very good, right? By the way, this one is also good.

"I bought these things a long time ago and almost forgot about them.

"I still feel a little better about this.

"Eh, that's Satoma's combat suit, I'm too small to wear. "

......"

'Tsuneko and Shizuka-sensei's voice!'

Hearing the sound of conversation coming from the bedroom in the house, Jing Haoyong followed the source of the sound to the room where Shizuka-sensei slept before.

Knock knock ~

"Enter!" "

Click~

" Tsuko, you see the kitchen ...... When

...... "no ......"

opened the door, Jing Haoyong, who thought that the two girls were just picking clothes, had no intention of avoiding it, after all, listening to the sound of conversation didn't look like changing clothes, and Shizuka Teacher also said to let herself in.

But after seeing the movements of the two girls in the room, Jing Haoyong realized that he was very wrong, and he still underestimated Shizuka-sensei's defensiveness against him.

The snow-like skin exudes a pearlescent moisturization under the light, and the posture of bending over and raising the legs is like a delicately carved seductive white jade statue.

The silky long golden hair slipped down the snow-white back like a waterfall, passing by the slightly plump but not bloated waist, and casually hanging a few strands of hair shaped like gold threads.

The ends of the long hair hung down to the flexible waist, and the sudden bulge was round and straight.

And one of the reasons that suffocates Hiroshi the most is that from his point of view, Shizuka-sensei is diagonally facing him.

Standing at the door, he also happened to see that Mr. Shizuka's plump thighs that were so tight that they couldn't even squeeze a piece of paper into them, with the plump and straight that was very tense, just like a snow-white heart like a jade carving.

"Sue~"

Jing Haoyong, whose pupils were shocked, was stunned for a moment after seeing this restricted-level picture, and then gasped.

I subconsciously wanted to leave this place where my willpower was tested.

Although I thought so in my heart, my feet were as if an old tree had taken root.

It was clear that his body had betrayed his mind again.

And Poison Island, who was standing on the side with his hands on his chest, did not stop or scold his sweetheart in the slightest, just stood in place, quietly watching Shizuka change his clothes.

After noticing the gaze of his sweetheart, he didn't have any resentment, but blinked jokingly.

And Shizuka Dumba obviously didn't care about her state, but after hearing the sound, she half-bent down and looked back.

After making sure that Jing Hao had entered the house, he trotted over to him quite happily.

"Xiao Yong~ Xiao Yong, come over and see if this one is good-looking, or is this one good-looking?"

Seeing Shizuka running towards him with two huge plates of constantly shaking cherry custard, Jing Haoyong took a few steps back a little unbearably, and stuck his back against the door.

After all, if Tsuneko or Nanako had treated themselves like this, they would have gone up a long time ago, after all, the relationship has been determined, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

Even if it is Li, she will not take half a step back.

But Shizuka-sensei, I really can't figure out what she means.

Although I know that she is staying, at least the male and female defense should still know, after all, a person who is about to run three ......

But looking at the innocent smile on her face, and the fact that she wasn't shy at all, I wasn't sure if she really didn't care, or if she was seducing herself.

Under the apocalypse, Jing Haoyong, who didn't want to play ambiguous like ordinary men and women, frowned, and decided to play a wave of straight balls in his heart to try Shizuka-sensei's meaning.

To like is to like, and not to like is not to like.

Why is it a test of a cadre's willpower for no reason, and which cadre can withstand such a test?

" Shizuka, don't you care?" Seeing Shizuka

Teacher holding his hand and going to the bed full of clothes, Jing Haoyong asked sideways.

And this time he did not add the word 'teacher' as in the past, and the meaning can be said to be very clear in this country.

"Huh?"

And it turns out that although Shizuka Jukawa is a little stupid, she is also a mature woman in her twenties, and the hidden meaning of this is still heard.

Obviously, in this questioning, Xiao Yong did not treat her as a teacher, but really treated her as a woman.

Hearing such a serious inquiry from Xiao Yong, Shizuka Jukawa stopped, didn't care about her image at this time, turned around, held the snow-white pillow with both hands, gently bit her pink lip, and looked at him with a serious and serious expression.

But with her current appearance, no matter how you look at it, there is no serious atmosphere, but it is full of nervousness.

"Xiao Yong...... What do you think of me?"

Although Shizuka Jukawa was not as nervous and flustered as an ordinary girl in the face of Jing Haoyong's inquiry.

But in the same way, she didn't have the courage to take the initiative to pierce the layer of window paper, but kicked the ball to Xiao Yong, who asked herself.

"Although he is a teacher, he is as dull as a child, a little confused, but he is reliable in some things.

In the face of Shizuka's kicking of the ball, Jing Haoyong did not kick it back as if playing Tai Chi, but objectively stated his opinion of her.

The conversation changed.

"But I hope this Shizuka belongs to me alone, it's all!" Reaching

out and taking the water snake-like waist into his arms, Jing Haoyong chuckled and pinched Shizuka's elastic face.

It's obviously a person who is about to run three, but the expression between his eyebrows is like that of a child.

"What does Shizuka think?"

"I'm your teacher, and I'm so much older than you, and by the time you're in your twenties, I'm old, and I'm ......"

looked at the guy who was holding him tightly, and his mouth was full of irrelevant words, but his golden eyes were shining.

Jing Haoyong put it under the palm of her smooth waist and abdomen, and pinched the words in her small mouth back to the point.

"Okay, okay~"

Without dodging Xiao Yong's affectionate actions towards him, Shizuka Jukawa raised his head and lightly imprinted the corners of Jing Haoyong's mouth, and his shining eyes reflected his handsome face.

"I like Xiao Yong too, I like the kind I like very much!" "

How much do I like it?"

Although Shizuka's eyes were full of his own eyes, Jing Haoyong still wanted to see how this idiot would answer him.

"Hmm...... This kind of liking!" Slowly

withdrawing from Xiao Yong's embrace, Shizuka Jukawa, who was without a trace of her body, slowly stood on the side of the bed, and after combing her hair, she put her hands behind her back and showed herself without reservation.

'Yes!'

Although he was surprised that Shizuka would make such a move, Jing Haoyong didn't have the slightest surprise in his heart.