Love Purification Agreement

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"Find a way out."

But Yan Huan just walked past her and started searching among the many equipment inside.

Then, he actually came back with a shot put.

"Step back, Sakura."

"Ah."

Sakuramiya Hitomi got up and ran away, watching Yan Huan start to smash the door frantically with all kinds of equipment.

In an instant, the entire room was like a demolition team working, with all kinds of loud noises coming one after another.

Shot put, useless; javelin, useless; barbell, useless.

The door was like a solid wall of iron and steel, not moving at all.

The locks are like Captain America's vibranium, which can deform dumbbells.

You will never get out by brute force.

Both Yan Huan and Sakuramiya Hitomi had this idea in their minds, but one was the explorer and the other was the instigator.

The instigator, Sakuramiya Hitomi, who was standing behind Yan Huan, couldn't help but think:

The president was so determined to break out, could it be that he really hadn't considered doing what the note said at all?

There was nothing wrong with my performance, it was very consistent with my usual personality.

But she didn't expect the president to be such a gentleman that he didn't even look at her.

I like this kind of president.

But, doesn't this also mean that I have no attraction to the president at all?!

Could it be that my appearance has no charm at all?

In her fifteen years of life, this is the first time that Sakuramiya Hitomi has lost confidence in her appearance.

But then she thought again and felt that it shouldn't be the case, which made her think of another possibility.

Could it be that the president is not interested in petite girls?

Instead, you like the tall sister type?

Ah, that's why I'm so special to that sister named Ye Shiyu.

As Sakuramiya Hitomi thought about it, her eyes gradually lost their luster.

As luck would have it, her body, more specifically her lower abdomen.

I suddenly felt the urge to urinate at this moment.

She suddenly felt like going to the bathroom.

Sakuramiya Hitomi covered her lower abdomen, and the expression that she had performed so perfectly suddenly showed a crack.

As a result, the entire closed equipment room presented such a strange and dark situation.

Yan Huan tried and observed repeatedly but couldn't find the host. He also tried to destroy the door but to no avail.

At this moment, I feel that I have suffered a setback in solving the problem of the modifier, and I have fallen into self-doubt.

Sakuramiya Hitomi, who performed flawlessly without revealing any flaws, was attracted by the gentlemanly president.

But because Yan Huan didn't even look at her, and she had some physiological problems that needed to be solved, she also fell into anxiety.

What will be the outcome of today's battle between Yan Huan and Sakuramiya Hitomi?

At this time, Yan Huan turned around and looked at Sakuramiya Hitomi behind him, and saw that she was covering her lower abdomen with a pale face.

Physical discomfort?

Yes, this week.

He was slightly startled, and suddenly remembered that Sakuramiya Hitomi seemed to be having her period today.

"Are you okay, Sakura?"

When Sakuramiya Hitomi felt Yan Huan's gaze on her, she thought she had revealed something strange, so she quickly forced herself to maintain the character she was playing.

So from the outside it looks more like showing off.

Her face was pale, her eyes blinked unnaturally, and her breathing began to quicken.

But still standing upright, keeping alert to drive away the anxiety in his heart,

"I'm fine, President. Let's think of a way to get out."

Looking at her appearance, Yan Huan couldn't bear it.

Well, unknown modifier host, you are cruel enough.

Yan Huan took a deep breath, then looked at Sakuramiya Hitomi and had to give in.

"Sakura, although it's a bit presumptuous, why don't we try the method on the note and see if we can get out?"

"Hey?"

Still. Is there such a good thing?

Sakuramiya Hitomi blinked and felt a little happy, but the torturous feeling in her lower abdomen immediately surged into her heart.

Wait a moment.

She suddenly remembered that she had been afraid that she could not spark, so she deliberately made it take a little longer.

Holding hands for ten minutes, hugging for ten minutes, kissing for ten minutes

If I do them one by one, won’t it take half an hour?!

Then she must not

Why were you just staring blankly in volleyball class, Sakuramiya Hitomi?!

Won't you go to the restroom first?

But looking at the hesitation on the face of the handsome young man in front of him, it seemed that he had struggled for a long time before speaking tentatively.

Moreover, his eyes seemed to be evasive, could it be because

Shy?

Such a cute president.

No. Never mind. I have to endure it until then!

If it really doesn't work, just quietly shorten the time. If you really can't hold it any longer, close the barrier in advance.

Sakuramiya Hitomi pursed her lips, seeming to be a little hesitant.

But looking at the surrounding environment, she took a deep breath and her eyes became firm.

Then, she lowered her head and said to Yan Huan,

"Well, if there's no other way, then let's give it a try. Once we get out, we'll definitely, definitely check the surveillance footage to see who dared to do this."

monitor?

Yes, this place is monitored.

Yan Huan blinked and suddenly looked towards the corner, where a surveillance camera with a light on was spying on this enclosed space.

The host of the modifier is most likely watching the scene inside through the surveillance camera, right?

What an absolute pervert.

Yan Huan took a deep breath, then raised his leg and walked towards Sakuramiya Hitomi.

Sakuramiya Hitomi's pupils shrank slightly, and her breathing inevitably stagnated.

In the turbid air, she only felt the mountain of heat and masculinity crashing into her.

She didn't dare to look up, because the tall figure had completely covered her petite figure.

She was only 1.54 meters tall and could only reach Yan Huan's chest. She had to look up to see Yan Huan's face.

".Sorry, Sakuramiya." Yan Huan said.

No. Don't apologize, President.

Sakuramiya Hitomi's eyes trembled slightly, but Yan Huan had already raised his hand and gently held Sakuramiya Hitomi's hand.

The hot big hand wrapped around her cool and tender little hand. At that moment, Sakuramiya Hitomi's world seemed to quiet down.

She opened her mouth and her heartbeat gradually quickened.

But on the surface, he still had to pretend to be generous and indifferent.

Facial expressions can be acted, but the slightly red cheeks are a physiological reaction and cannot be controlled.

".Is this okay?"

But Yan Huan raised her clenched hand a little higher, pointed it at the surveillance camera over there, and said this with a cold face.

Hey?

Did the president think that someone else was watching through the surveillance camera?

Sakuramiya Hitomi, whose arm was raised, blinked, but followed Yan Huan and looked at the surveillance camera.

Then he lowered his arms again.

Ten minutes

Sakuramiya Hitomi took a deep breath, and the pleasure of having her hand held actually suppressed the discomfort in her lower abdomen at this moment.

Moreover, she was greedy for more, and at this moment, she was even more looking forward to the hug and kiss that was coming.

"President, maybe we can do the movements together. That way, it will take less time."

Sakuramiya Hitomi maintained a calm expression and analyzed this to Yan Huan.

Yan Huan knew that this would shorten the time. He smiled and said,

"I'm just worried that you won't be able to adapt to it."

"Yeah, a little bit. So, you can hug me first. As for the next part, I'm not ready yet."

"That's good."

Now that things have come to this, it seems that Sakuramiya has made a great sacrifice, and Yan Huan is not being pretentious.

He gently held Sakuramiya in his arms, but it was more like a polite hug.

They were just leaning against each other, but there was actually a wide distance between them.

This, this, this.

Is this a hug?

Sakuramiya, who immediately felt a little disappointed, puffed up his cheeks quietly, and then, suddenly, the sound of flying papers came from the door behind him.

She patted Yan Huan's back as if she didn't want the hug at all and said,

"President, something is coming in from behind!"

Oh?

Yan Huan narrowed his eyes, let go of Sakuramiya Hitomi, walked to the door and picked up the paper on the ground.

It says,

[A hug doesn't count, hug tighter.]

Sakuramiya Hitomi was slightly stunned and looked at Yan Huan, but Yan Huan was speechless about that guy's bad taste.

Just wait, don't let me find out that there is anyone in the school who likes this fetish, I will make you famous.

Yan Huan turned around and looked at Sakuramiya Hitomi, as if asking for her opinion: "Is it okay?"

Sakuramiya Hitomi pursed her lips, but still nodded imperceptibly.

Then, he opened his arms slightly towards Yan Huan.

"Feel sorry."