Love Purification Agreement

"Here, water."

Looking at Yan Huan who was so close to her and spoke with concern, Sakuramiya Hitomi closed her eyes and pouted.

I don’t know if she was waiting for Yan Huan to give her water or waiting for him to kiss her.

Seeing this, Yan Huan pursed her lips and stared at her suspiciously.

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After a few seconds of silence, Sakuramiya Hitomi in his arms quietly opened her left eye and looked at Yan Huan with one eye open and one eye closed.

"Ha!"

Seeing that Yan Huan was still staring at her, she immediately closed her eyes and continued to pout and ask for a kiss.

Seeing this, Yan Huan's face darkened, and she couldn't help but suspect that she had been teasing her from the beginning until now.

"Sakura Palace."

So he didn't move anymore, but just spoke quietly.

As Yan Huan spoke, Sakuramiya Hitomi, who was pouting in his arms, began to sweat more and more on her forehead.

Seeing that she was still pretending, Yan Huan simply wanted to pretend to throw her out of his arms.

Feeling the center of gravity shift, Sakuramiya in his arms finally seemed to be unable to hold it back and broke down.

She immediately opened her eyes, stretched out her hands and gently grabbed the front of Yan Huan's shirt, staring at Yan Huan pitifully, as if begging him not to throw her out.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, President. I didn't mean to act like that. Please forgive me. And what I just did wasn't all an act. I really fell, and it hurt."

As she spoke, she added the following sentence in a low voice.

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Looking at her eyes that were so close to him, shimmering with water, and feeling her fingers that were so close to his heart, Yan Huan couldn't help but pause in what he was about to say.

After thinking for several seconds, he lowered his eyes to look at Sakuramiya Hitomi and asked,

"So, what are you doing in the equipment room in the middle of the day, wearing this kind of clothes?"

Seeing that Yan Huan no longer cared, Ying Gong smiled and then sat down gracefully on the cushion beside him.

"Our class recently voted on what to include in the cultural festival, and things like haunted houses seem to be at the top of the list. I haven't participated in many of the class activities before, so I was thinking about getting involved this time."

As she spoke, she raised her hands, let her long sleeves hang down, tilted her head and smiled.

"How was my performance as the 'Tongueless Sick Ghost'?"

It is indeed so.

Cultural festivals are just the same old tricks.

It’s not that there is a lack of innovation, but innovation inevitably faces two major hurdles: “a lot of hassle” and “school review”, so it is actually wiser to choose conservatism.

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"Sakuramiya, you're playing a female ghost, are you really okay?"

"Well, no problem, President."

Sakuramiya Hitomi sat up straight, pinched her arm, and explained,

"Before I returned to Linmen, my mother brought me some medicine. I've been feeling much better lately."

"Really? You just fell flat on your face."

Yan Huan expressed doubt.

"It was just an accident!"

Seeing Yan Huan's disbelief, Sakuramiya Tong puffed out her cheeks, then looked around.

“Ah, I got it.”

Then, as if he had discovered something, he stood up.

Yan Huan's gaze followed her as she walked into the depths of the equipment room, and then watched her come back with a shovel in one hand.

She held the gardening shovel in one hand, and shook it slightly up and down with a normal expression, indicating to Yan Huan,

"How's it going, President? Pretty impressive, right?"

Although it was just a slight shake and not a big deal, it was a big improvement for Sakuramiya Hitomi.

Seeing this, Yan Huan smiled slightly, holding his chin and said,

"Yes, yes, very impressive."

While praising, Yan Huan suddenly remembered the thing he had been thinking about this morning.

"By the way, Sakura, there's something I want to ask of you."

"Hey, President, do you have a favor to ask of me? That's really rare."

Sakuramiya Hitomi gently put down the shovel, then clapped her hands and walked back.

She sat beside Yan Huan with her hands behind her back, the smile on her face was always so gentle, as if embracing everything.

"What's going on?"

Yan Huan told Sakuramiya Hitomi that Anle had quit the club, and that the Honji Club was about to be disqualified as a club because it did not meet the number requirement.

"Most of the students in the school have joined the club now, even if there are a few who are not familiar with me and Spencer.

"So I was thinking, could I invite you, Sakuramiya, to join the Honko Club and keep your place in the club for now?"

Sakuramiya Hitomi listened attentively to every word Yan Huan said, then nodded her chin and said thoughtfully,

"Well, yes, I'm quite willing to do so. But, President, I suggest that it's best not to do this."

".Why?"

Sakuramiya Hitomi smiled gracefully and patiently explained to Yan Huan,

"Although the president's starting point is also for Spencer's sake, he wants to preserve this club and preserve the memories of Spencer and his hard work in winning the club war.

"But, shouldn't we also consider Spencer's feelings in this matter?

"Rather than letting an outsider like me fill in, in Spencer's mind, the candidate for this vacancy must be Anle.

"President, Spencer, Anle, Jiang Yun, these are all the members of the Benzi Club who defeated the Track and Field Club in the club war.

"One more, one less, I'm afraid it wouldn't be a perfect book club."

Hearing this, Yan Huan was slightly stunned.

But he couldn't help but take a deep breath and said helplessly,

"Of course I know this, but now Anle and Aria have completely broken up, and I haven't figured out a way to reconcile them.

"I'm afraid that before they reconcile, the publisher will already be calling it quits, so I want you, Sakuramiya, to step in and secure the spot."

But at this moment, Yan Huan suddenly felt a small hand gently pinching her shoulder.

He blinked and looked up at what was in front of him.

The owner of that little hand was none other than Sakuramiya Hitomi, who was smiling in front of him.

"Well, so, instead of inviting me to join the club and then letting the president take care of everything else, wouldn't it be better to just ask me to help resolve the conflict between them?

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Yan Huan stared blankly at Sakuramiya Hitomi who was so close to him, and was speechless for a moment.

It was simply because, at this moment, he truly felt that there was no longer any rift between him and Sakuramiya.

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The so-called peeping and modifier issues are all gone now.

She is still the ideal lover in my mind.

So gentle, so beautiful.

However, he was the one who committed the crime of greed, and Anle and Spencer were all...

"President, I will go to the teacher in the club office and try to extend the club's existence as much as possible.

"If there's really no other way at the last moment, it wouldn't be too late to consider letting me join the club to save it?"

Thinking of this, Yan Huan couldn't look directly into her gentle eyes for a moment, so he turned his head away and nodded.

"Okay. I understand. I'll find a solution as soon as possible."

“Well, I believe the president.”

Sakuramiya Hitomi crossed her fingers and placed them on her thighs.

At the same time, he raised his head, looked sideways at Yan Huan, and said with a smile,

"But, President, please don't agree to let me help you on the surface, but then completely ignore me in private and make me worry about everything~"

"how come."

Yan Huan smiled slightly and handed the warm water to Sakuramiya Hitomi.

"Thanks, Sakura."

Sakura Gong Tong took the warm water handed by Yan Huan and replied very politely,

"Where, President~"

At this moment, the barrier in the equipment room had been silently dissolved at some point, the door was half open, and the bustling crowds of people from the commercial street outside could be faintly heard.

Holding the warm water in her arms, Sakuramiya Hitomi raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a beautiful smile.

Immediately, she bent her head and took a sip of warm water.

Warm water flows into the mouth through the straw and then flows down

Finally, for the first time, it nourished her body, which was full of qi and blood, healthy and full of vitality.

"Ding dong~"

At this moment, outside the equipment room, the school bell rang, indicating that the lunch break was about to end.

"Boom"

Sakuramiya Hitomi let go of the straw and looked at Yan Huan who stood up beside her.

"Let's go, Sakura, back to the teaching building."

"Yes, President."

Sakuramiya Hitomi stood up slowly and followed Yan Huan.

But as she was about to leave the equipment room, she couldn't help but look back, her eyes falling on the shovel standing next to the mat.

And hidden next to the shovel, out of sight, were several fragments of Bai Shiweng's mask that were turning into powder.

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Immediately, Sakuramiya Hitomi smiled again and closed the door completely.

"Click~"

Chapter 270 Sakura Palace and others

"Sakuramiya Hitomi's modifier, you mean the middle finger?"

Hearing Yan Huan's sudden question, Little Finger stretched out his tail out of boredom and pushed the chubby Hakimi away.

Immediately, it spit out its tongue and looked at the strong young man lying on the bed in front of it, and couldn't help but smile.

"What's up? Did she use the barrier to squeeze you hard today? Hey, it feels good to be with a group of people, right? No wonder you didn't get together with An Le right after you came back today. So you were secretly having dinner outside?"

"!!"

Hearing this, Anle immediately looked at Yan Huan in front of her with concern, who looked tired, as if she was afraid that Yan Huan would cheat on her and she would have nothing to eat tonight.

But being shy by nature, she couldn't ask. She could only purse her lips and quietly move her hand downwards, as if wanting to confirm something.

Feeling the little hand on his back moving dishonestly downwards, Yan Huan's face darkened and he glanced back at Anle, but he spoke to his little finger,

"Stop your slander, I think you are similar."