Otonari no Tenshi-sama ni Itsu no Ma ni ka Dame Ningen ni Sareteita Ken (WN)

When I opened my eyes, my midday shirt was right in front of me.

Apparently he was falling asleep again. She was skipping consciousness to so much comfort and happiness, but honestly she is whimpering inside because she doesn't know how much she slept.

My hands were stopped combing my hair.

Waking up a fearful body, he also rests on the couch at midday.

Sooo, sooo, I watched the clock whining "defenseless" at midday as I repeatedly breathed calmly, making my cheeks snap.

We'll change the date in an hour. I had my knee pillow cleaned up after all this. It was after 21: 00, so I will have my knee pillow for about two hours.

Midday sleeping would also be due to temporal problems and lack of physical movement.

I have to be sneaky to wake up the perimeter. I must have accidentally slept with it.

I want you to be a little more alert because it's a man's house, but you're also responsible for sleeping on your knees in the first place.

I looked a little at my midday sleeping face and decided to take a bath first.

They took a bath first at midday, but Zhou is not in.

Even if you're going to wake up at midday, now you just have to let him sleep and dare not bathe. Maybe midday will wake up while you're in the bath.

After that decision, Zhou decided to go back to his room and get dressed.

The circumference up from the bath checks the living room and sighs softly.

As always, it seemed to soak up plenty in the sea of sleep at midday and didn't even wake up to the sound of the hairdryer.

"Midday, get up"

Though I try to rock it gently with my voice, there is no sign of waking up. He's really unconscious. His body slopes off, so I'll support him at midday for now.

Maybe I'm tired of keeping him knee-pillows all the time, or maybe he just went to sleep sleepy. In the meantime, I know she's not going to happen.

Something like this happened before.

It would certainly be the end of the year. I remember accidentally renting out my bed at midday when I slept.

I felt like it was the same course this time.

Shake it hard again and speak up, but she won't wake up.

I heard a small, "n" sweet voice, but this is closer to the sound of my throat mixed with my sleeping breath than a voice.

It didn't start now that the sleeping midday trusted Zhou to look defenseless, but I didn't have to wonder if that was okay.

Totally, and maliciously, I follow my midday cheek, but I'm still not going to wake up. The only thing that returns is a smooth touch and a fuzzy feeling.

He touches his midday cheek for a while and is unlikely to wake up, so Zhou can't help but hold midday.

It's spring now, so it won't be enough to lend me a bunk at midday to sleep around it or get sick. To be honest, I want to sleep holding midday as it is, but I can't transfer it to execution on a boulder because it's hard the next day.

Zhou, who had no choice but to endure because he didn't want to be hated while realizing that he was a man to himself, put him to bed in his room with midday in his arms.

I had the bedding done first before I could lay down at midday, so the rest would be in the position to go straight to sleep if I futon at midday.

"... I guess I should be serious tomorrow. Don't sleep in a man's house."

If Zhou doesn't think later, he can still attack and have something to do with the collapse.

I don't do it because I have the feeling that I want to take care of the middle of the day and that it is something else, such as assault, and safety is not guaranteed. There is no possibility that reason will shake off and serve.

I just wanted you to stop making it so defenseless because of the safety and trust of Zhou's personality.

Midday is a really sweet quality when you get into the nostalgia for being alert, so you show the vegetarian figure and the defenseless, alertless, innocent side around you. Rationally, I want you to do something about it.

Ha, and as I sighed, stroking my midday cheek closing my eyes, my body was moving with my thighs.

"... n"

A small, fine voice goes up.

The eyelids bordered by delicate lashes lifted at a relaxed speed that made them feel weighty, and the caramel-colored eyes dew out of focus.

Boyah, I don't know where you're looking. Sleepy eyes will be unique to sleeping. He's the type who hasn't turned his mind right after he wakes up for good at midday, so he's probably drowsy and doesn't seem to know what it is.

Peek into the midday face with a blurry, loose look without waking up your body.

"Are you awake? When I woke up, you were asleep too, so I carried you to bed, but if you woke up, go home. If you don't go home, I'll make you a pillow for tonight."

Though I thought that I was going to be able to use it as a pillow, I couldn't help but imagine the shock of crying because I was reluctant to say I was going to attack you.

And then there's a slight mix of aspirations.

I always encourage my cheeks to go home to wake up the sleeping midday, but midday is the same blurry look.

For a moment I thought my gaze had gone through the perimeter, and I didn't even try to hide the fact that I was sleeping, or I closed my eyes to sleep and dived into the duvet.

"Hey, here."

"... mmm..."

He would have asked me honestly if I was in a state where my normal thoughts were turning, but Zhou's words didn't even work at midday when I was sleeping now and looking for a futon.

Zhou entered the same futon to stir up a sense of crisis while stirring his cheeks.

I fall asleep next to her and stroke my midday head in the futon as I admire warmth and enjoyment. I guess I should have rocked hard to encourage awakening, but I couldn't force myself to wake up a sleepy midday.

"Look, wake up. Seriously, I'm gonna make you a pillow."

"... mmm"

Whispering in his ear, he turned around as he did at midday when he returned a reply that was not good or good.

I'm looking for a good position to move around all of a sudden, not to mention finding out about Zhou who is rigid.

After moving slowly like a potato worm for a while, he buried his face in the chest of the circumference.

It seems like this is just the right place, and I'm starting to stop moving and sleep quietly.

(Why are you so defenseless!

He may not have slept down and understood, but burying his face in a man's chest is a distance and posture that easily fits into his arms. If Zhou reaches out at midday, it is also possible to hold the pillow as Zhou declared.

I wish he'd woken up with the sound of his heart, but he didn't wake up at midday when he was almost asleep to the point where he was simply dawning and pulsing faster.

Sooo, and a small sleeping breath reaches the ears of the perimeter.

"... give me a break..."

I groan at the unpleasant defenselessness of being really attacked and see the stuck midday.

I can only laugh anymore at the calm sleep of midday that is already in my dreams.

(... really, this guy is)

Though unconscious, I wouldn't normally allow a man to just believe in sticking with his full confidence around like this and allowing him to sleep with me.

I was aware that I have some favor, but maybe I have some favor that Zhou wants - so hopeful.

I don't know what the truth is, but I can't resist touching the fact that Zhou is around and sleeping in the surrounding bed, at least unconscious at the moment.

(Can I interpret it in a convenient way?)

Even if I ask inside, naturally I don't get a response from midday.

However, in the midday appearance of sleeping peacefully and happily, Zhou grovels for a while and gently reaches out.

He turned his hand around his back and held him so as to further snuggle the midday he was leaning on.

"... because I was declaring it."

The spilled words were excuses, but no one blames them. Only defenseless kittens and wolves who make love to such kittens are here.

Zhou hesitated to put his lips on his forehead from above his forehead as he indulged in the soft body in his arms.

(... accommodation and study expenses, so)

It might have been cowardly to imitate like this without the midday consciousness, but I wouldn't even be able to imitate like this if I was awake.

The woman I like sleeps in her bed without any defense, so much so that I'd rather praise her for what she's been able to endure with this.

Watching midday sleeping in a quiet and reassuring breeze unchanged, Zhou shrugged "this silly" and closed his eyes.