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We didn't dare stay there for too long, quickly getting up, scrambling to put on each other's clothes.
Just as March 7th had pulled up her underwear and was preparing to put on her outer skirt, some of my thick semen, mixed with her love fluids, which had not been absorbed by her body in time, still flowed out uncontrollably from between her legs, leaving an ambiguous mark along the inside of her fair, smooth thighs.
Her cheeks flushed, she quickly wiped it away in a fluster, and then pulled me, preparing to sneak back into the house.
March 7th and I, while excitedly reminiscing about the thrilling "morning exercise" just now, walked quickly toward the villa.
The fog showed no signs of dispersing, seeming even thicker, wrapping us tightly.
"March, you really almost screamed out just now," I couldn't help teasing her, recalling her appearance of trying hard to suppress her voice, feeling both funny and my heart warm up, "Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise it would have been bad if someone else had heard."
"It's all your fault!" March 7th's cheeks flushed slightly, she gave me a gentle punch, with a tone of reproach, "Who told you to be so forceful suddenly... Next time... next time, not allowed to do that!"
"Oh? There's a next time?" I raised my eyebrows, leaning toward her with a wicked smile, "Hehe, I see someone was also quite enjoying it just now, right? Your little mouth couldn't even close."
"I, I did not!" Her eyes dodged slightly, she said stubbornly, "I was just seeing that you had been resting for a day yesterday, so today I... I cooperated with you a little to help you relax!" As she said this, she worriedly looked at the thick fog around, her voice dropped, "However... if... if it's still this weather tomorrow... i-it could... be reconsidered..."
Looking at her cute appearance of being insincere and both shy and expectant, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Just as we were whispering and flirting like this, the atmosphere just right, the corner of my eye suddenly caught a vague figure moving in the fog not far behind, and it was slowly approaching in our direction.
Who is it? With such thick fog, so early, who would be outside? My heart suddenly jumped, and I vigilantly stopped, turning around abruptly, trying to see the person clearly.
"Ah!" March 7th beside me was startled by my sudden action, instinctively grabbing my arm, her voice carrying a trace of trembling, "Wh-what's wrong? Trailblazer? What did you see?" She also followed my gaze toward the back, but the fog obstructed her sight, and she could only see a hazy blur.
She seemed to feel that faint movement too, nervously swallowing a mouthful of saliva, "I-it wouldn't be... a ghost, would it?"
"What silly things are you saying," I was amused by her reaction, my tension easing slightly, patting her hand that was tightly gripping me, and comforted, "Are you secretly reading those strange street-stall comics again? Where would there be ghosts on the Xianzhou? If there are, they are 'Heliobi'."
Although I said that, I didn't relax my vigilance.
Taking advantage of the time spent talking, I carefully observed that figure getting closer and closer.
The fog was too thick; I could only barely distinguish the other person's general outline—it seemed to be a slender person—but who it was, and whether it was friend or foe, was completely impossible to judge.
The other person was approaching us step by step, but there was no sound of footsteps.
As that figure in the fog got closer, March 7th and I finally gradually saw the newcomer's appearance clearly.
It was long, bright pink hair like cherry blossoms, neatly tied into a high ponytail, swinging gently with her footsteps.
She was wearing a highly futuristic fashionable attire that integrated graffiti styles and ninja elements, outlining the girl's energetic, graceful figure.
That pair of eyes, clear and bright like green gemstones, was currently observing us with a touch of curiosity and vigilance.
It was actually... the Galaxy Ninja, Rappa!
March 7th and I were both extremely surprised by this sudden "acquaintance," and almost called out at the same time:
"It's Rappa!"
"Rappa?! How are you here?!"
The pink-haired girl called Rappa seemed a bit surprised to see us, but soon revealed a hearty smile. She put one hand on her hip, and with the other, she stylishly pulled down her cap, answering in a spirited voice: "Bat Ninja? Glass Ninja? Indeed, it is I! The Dazzling Ninja—Rappa! Reporting for duty!"
After introducing herself, she vigilantly looked at the surrounding still-thick fog, lowered her voice, and said to us: "Shh—it's not very convenient to talk here, follow me!"
As she spoke, she pulled March 7th's and my wrists without hesitation, taking us behind those bushes not far away—unexpectedly, it was exactly the lawn where March 7th and I had just been "morning exercising"!
Bad! My heart skipped a beat, and the corner of my eye caught sight of the flattened grass, which still seemed to have some suspicious white liquid left from our intense battle just now...
Before Rappa could notice these, March 7th, who reacted extremely quickly, suddenly stepped forward, and before Rappa, "thud" sat down directly on that most "suspicious" lawn with her butt, trying to use her own body to cover up the "evidence."
Her movement was shockingly fast, but the cheeks that turned red as a ripe apple in that instant exposed her inner panic and guilt.
"Hmm?" Rappa tilted her head in confusion as she looked at March 7th's strange move and abnormally red face, asking with concern, "Glass Ninja, are you okay? Why is your face so red? Is your body uncomfortable? Or is there something..."
"N-nothing!" March 7th quickly raised her hand, fanning herself hard, trying to cover up her embarrassment, and explained in a fluster, "The weather is a bit stuffy... Ah no, i-it's possible I walked too fast just now, a bit hot, a bit tired! Yes, yes, yes!"
In order not to let Rappa continue standing and have the opportunity to discover the "abnormality," she quickly patted the grass beside her, warmly greeting, "Rappa, don't just stand there, sit down and talk! Sit down and talk!"
Looking at March 7th's "not here" awkward appearance, I felt a bit funny, but in order to cover for her, I could only suppress my laughter and cooperate, saying, "Yes, Rappa, March and I have been walking in the garden for a long time, we are indeed a bit tired, let's sit down and talk slowly."
Just like that, with the two of us singing in harmony, Rappa, who didn't know what was going on, said "Oh," and didn't think too much, then sat down on the grass beside us.