Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

“You should be thirsty after sleeping for so long, right?”

Kitahara Xun, who was dangling around, reached out and took out a bottle of oolong tea from the pocket of the fourth dimension, smiled and handed it over.

“Would you like a cup of combustible oolong tea?”

“Clams?”

Miyamoto Yumi held his arms tightly with both hands, half-squinted his good-looking eyes, and the movement of shaking hard gradually stopped.

Oolong?

She raised her eyes and glanced at the oolong tea handed over by Kitahara Mon, her good-looking eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and a hint of suspicion flashed in her dark brown eyes.

Isn’t this guy going to add something to it?

“Don’t worry, it’s just simple oolong tea.”

Looking at her slightly wary eyes, Kitahara threw the combustible oolong tea in his hand into her arms, and said in a somewhat lazy tone.

The combustible oolong tea obtained by punching in is no different from ordinary oolong tea in appearance, but as long as it is drunk, it will be automatically refilled.

“-Don’t throw it around!”

Miyamoto Yumi subconsciously took the oolong tea in her arms and looked at him with an annoyed look.

When he threw it over just now, he didn’t pay attention to the position where he threw it over, so… It seems to have hit the wrong place “eight two three”.

“How about I help you knead?” Kitahara looked at her tall, bulging sky-blue police uniform and asked thoughtfully.

“How the hell did you say such things without changing your face…,” Yumi Miyamoto said as she covered her chest with her arms and gritted her teeth with a flushed face.

Can that kind of say to a girl?

This guy is getting less and less limitless.

“Not for nothing—”

“Shut up!”

Looking at Kitahara San, who still wanted to say something, Miyamoto Yumi endured the shame in her heart, gritted her teeth and reached out to cover his mouth.

“Hmm.”

Kitahara felt the temperature coming from the palm of her hand, raised her eyebrows lightly, and then nodded gently.

Don’t do anything that irritates her.

After all, people always have limits, and if they go too far – Yumi Miyamoto is afraid that he will give him a kick in shame.

And…… Plan slowly.

Kitahara looked at the bottle of combustible oolong tea held in her hand, and the corners of her mouth gradually turned up.

“Really, why do I run into you every time I get off work.”

After seeing him nod, Miyamoto Yumi also let go of her hand and muttered weakly.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, she feels that the last few times she has been off work, she seems to be able to meet Kitahara in the parking lot.

“If you don’t sleep in the car, I don’t think you will touch me today.”

Kitahara’s brown eyes looked out the window and said disapprovingly.

Originally, he was already ready to leave, who knew that he would see Yumi Miyamoto sleeping in the parking lot.

However –

“You won’t play mahjong all night again yesterday, will you?”

Kitahara looked at the dark circles under her eyes and couldn’t help but ask suspiciously.

“No, it’s just that I didn’t sleep well yesterday night.”

Miyamoto Yumi covered her small mouth and yawned gently, and tears loomed under the corners of her eyes.

It looks like he hasn’t woken up.

She rested her head on the steering wheel and unconsciously looked at the oolong tea she was holding.

After some sleep, I was indeed a little thirsty.

“So, why are you guys coming to me?”

Yumi Miyamoto unscrewed the cap of the oolong tea, glanced at him, and asked with some disgust in her tone.

After experiencing that conversation in the morning, she really didn’t want to see Kitahara in a short period of time.

It is clear that they already have Miwako, but they are greedy and don’t even want to let them go.

It’s just daydreaming –

“Can’t I find you if I have nothing to do?” Kitahara looked at the oolong tea that had been handed to her lips, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, “It’s just that I want to simply see you, after all, I want to meet someone I like——”

“Nothing wrong with it, right?”

“…… Come less. ”

Miyamoto Yu glanced at him, and Sakura took a sip of the oolong tea in her hand with her lips slightly open.

What do you want to meet someone you like, simply – wait?!

As soon as the oolong tea entered her mouth, she instantly noticed that something was wrong.

Why does this oolong tea have a vodka flavor?

You must know that she usually drinks often, so she knows the taste of these wines very well.

Fooled, this is definitely not an oolong tea!

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Yumi subconsciously opened the car window and wanted to spit out the oolong tea with the taste of alcohol in her mouth.

Yet the next moment.

“Sorry, Yumi.”

Kitahara reached out and covered Yumi Miyamoto’s mouth, and a voice with a smile sounded in her ears.

“Hmm-”

Miyamoto Yumi’s eyes widened, and a hint of panic appeared on her face.

She struggled hard to get rid of the hand that was covering her mouth, but to no avail.

After all, in terms of strength, she is not comparable to Kitahara Mon.

“Wh-”

With the surge in her throat, Yumi Miyamoto lay weakly in Kitahara’s arms, and her delicate face also showed an unloveable expression.

Drink… Drink it.

Feeling the soft body in his arms, Kitahara also let go of his hand, and a smile gradually outlined at the corner of his mouth.

“Little Yumi, how does oolong tea taste?”

“……”

Miyamoto Yumi felt the heat coming from her ears, her tall body trembled slightly, and her already weak body was even more weak.

“…… What exactly did you add to it? ”

After a little silence, Miyamoto Yumi stretched out her hands and pulled the sides of Kitahara’s cheeks hard, biting her tiger teeth and asking fiercely.

After swallowing that sip of oolong tea, she now felt her body feel a little hot.

Isn’t this guy drugged? (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but swallow her saliva, and her expression gradually became nervous.

“It’s just oolong tea made from a blend of whiskey and vodka.” Kitahara ran his fingertips across her reddish cheeks and said softly, “Don’t worry, I won’t add something strange to it.” ”

But then again, did Yumi just take such a small sip and become rosy?

The amount of alcohol is really not good0…

He thought subconsciously in his heart.

“Vodka and whiskey, that can’t be called oolong tea at all!”

After hearing the words coming from her ears, Miyamoto Yumi also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but then couldn’t help shouting loudly.

How can this kind of thing not be related to oolong tea, right?

“That’s why it’s called combustible oolong tea.” Kitahara picked up the oolong tea bottle that had been thrown aside, looked down at her and said, “You want to drink it yourself, and it has nothing to do with me.” ”

Nothing to do with you?

The corners of Miyamoto Yumi’s eyes twitched slightly, and her fists clenched tightly.

If he hadn’t covered his mouth just now, she wouldn’t have drunk it.

“How am I going to get home later…”

Complaining inwardly, Miyamoto Yumi tilted her head to the side weakly and muttered in a low voice.

Taking a sip of vodka and driving on the road is completely considered drunk driving.

She, the police department of the Ministry of Transportation, could not do that kind of thing that knew the law and violated the law.

“Damn, blame you guy!”

After thinking about it, Yumi Miyamoto finally found out that it was still Kitahara’s problem.

If it weren’t for the bottle of combustible oolong tea he handed over, this would not have happened.

So what to do now – it is already half an hour before the end of work, and the seedlings are estimated to have arrived home.

Can I only take a taxi back?

However, it will cost a lot of money to get from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department to Cuptocho.

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Yumi raised her eyes to look at Kitahara Shun, who was looking down at herself, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

If it weren’t for Kitahara –

“Do you want me to send you back?”

At this moment, Kitahara suddenly asked softly.

“I don’t need you to send it, I’ll find a way to go back myself.”

Yumi Miyamoto refused directly without thinking.

Just kidding, she didn’t dare to let Kitahara send her home.

After all, she currently lives alone in the apartment, if Kitahara wants to do something 5.3 to herself… There is no way to resist at all.

“Occasionally, you have to trust the juniors, and-” Kitahara looked up at the window, and his tone paused slightly, “It seems that it has begun to rain outside, and it is estimated that there are not many taxis at this point in time.” ”

“If you wait like this, you may not be able to return home until the evening.”

“…… Gee, you guy did it on purpose, right? ”

Miyamoto Yumi got up from his arms, looked at the raindrops that gradually fell outside the car window, turned his head and asked unpleasantly.

She felt like Kitahara had planned it all in advance.

First deliberately let her drink vodka, and then took advantage of the rainy day to offer to send herself home…

Does this guy really think she’s a cheat high school girl?

“If you don’t go, even if I don’t go home tonight, I won’t let you send it!”

Yumi Miyamoto put her hands around her chest and refused in a very firm tone.

“You’re really defensive about me, senior.”

Kitahara sighed sadly, then turned his head to look at her and asked thoughtfully, “Speaking of kissing someone who drinks, it shouldn’t be considered drunk driving, right?” ”

“What do you want to do?!”.