Sleeping and Passerby Heroine

"Is Qianichi reluctant? With me."

These words were a little more provocative. As she spoke, she slowly swam her hands to her shoulders, with a smooth shampoo, a burst of sweetness mixed with the current paralyzed the shallow brain, and her voice sounded softly again. Shore.

When he was in a hurry, Qian Yi explained casually.

'Love that does not presuppose marriage is a hooliganism'.

Considering the values ​​of Xiaohuijia's way of understanding, Qianyi was a little panicked.

"No, it’s not the problem. I-- uh, whether I was on the train today, or when Aunt Zhizi said it at the dinner table, I’m not without ideas, I don’t have no confidence in you, I’m on myself , No, I don’t know what happened between us! That’s why I only...!"

"Hehe, I know, then what?"

Really, Xiaohui must have an ergonomic switch on her body, and she can't stop it. Will the man named Qianyi become passive every time this happens?!

"I just don't want to... have children and get married so early."

Qianichi has completely become passive!Under this kind of thinking loop, he couldn't vent his extremely expanded sense of responsibility.

"But they don't plan to be an advanced parturient?"

"...You are not an adult this year, and I told me about advanced-age women???"

It's too much to say.

There was speechless.

"Hehe."

The tricky laugh.

"Actually..." Qianyi hesitated, sighed, dropped his shoulders, relaxed his body, and said what he was thinking about in his heart, "You don't need this kind of'proof' in a hurry."

There is no so-called desire, it is just a simple proof. In Qianyi's view, sex is actually a way of expressing love. Recently, she has become more and more anxious.

Is it because of what happened?

Even though I am prepared to deal with it...

"...Is that important?"

Her voice still didn't move away, but her breath got closer and closer, Qian Yi leaned forward subconsciously.

"…Yep?"

The answer was grunted by the nose.

"Make everything clear."

"...What stupid things are you talking about."

Of course you have to understand.

"But I love you, Kato Megumi loves Kiyama Senichi, is this not enough?"

She swam slowly with both hands to a shallow chest, passed under the armpits on both sides, and hugged him from behind. Her body, which was sitting on her knees, gradually leaned forward. With the movement, the towel was weakened and her elastic peaks were beautiful. It clings to Qianyi's back, and conveys the sensation of blood pressure from zero distance!

"Well!"

Kanichi clearly felt the sleek and soft bump in the middle.

Xiaohui was shy, as if that night, the tip of her nose stroked the nape of her neck again, and her lips were kissed in his ear.

This is his sensitivity.

"I...I can do it anytime?"

"...!"

Reach the limit everywhere!

"Ah~!~!~!"

Suddenly a scream cut through the ambiguous atmosphere outside the door, and then there was a big movement of falling.

Yayou!

This is her cry!

Qian Yi suddenly agitated.

???????

Outside.

Connected to the bathroom is the cubicle where you usually wash your face and clothes. Shiyu and Yinglili are both sticking to the glass door, desperately trying to see what's going on inside, but I can't hear the sound since just now.

Only blurred figures can be seen.

Both girls were blushing, and their necks and earlobes seemed to be dyed red by the half-lively scent scene before them.

Unexpectedly, Kato-san actually really—

suddenly.

There was a scream.

Lun is also out there, what is he doing.

Haven't reacted yet.

The door in front of him was opened.

What appeared in front of the two of them was.

"Matsutake mushroom... sir..."

shocked.

Chapter Thirty Three

When you accidentally bare your body in front of a girl, showing your lower body proudly like a idiot gentleman, wait, why do I seem to remember what I've seen before...the first dog?No, it's not this. I remember it is a cloaked uncle hentai of all ages, nor is it Crayon Shin-chan, nor is it a sound school where the prison in the school has been continuously'sprinkled'.

Well…

Qianichi tried his best to read the few animation knowledge in his mind, and wanted to tell him something to get through this embarrassing scene.

Everyone, including Yayou who just arrived, sat in the living room sporadically with different expressions. The TV was broadcasting the news rebroadcasted in the evening, and the incandescent lamps in the living room were buzzing. The atmosphere was unknown. Why has it become subtle and sticky...