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I can't sleep.

She poked Beihara Hao's cheek with her finger and said unhappily.

So you can't sleep, so you want to come over and torture me?

Kitahara Hao twitched his eyes slightly, picked up his phone and looked at the current time.

It's just approaching six o'clock, and it's still very early to go to work.

But I'm sleepy.

Kitahara Hao yawned slightly and said in a somewhat vague tone.

You will go to bed when you go to work anyway, so now chat with me for a while!

Miyamoto Yumi pinched his cheek hard and said without thinking.

She knew that when Kitahara went to work every day, he would lie down on his desk and take a nap on time.

You are still really unreasonable...

Come on, you were the one who disturbed my sleep first.

Miyamoto Yumi raised her eyebrows slightly and couldn't help but retorted.

If he hadn't walked in secretly, he would probably still be enjoying his morning sleep.

Okay, what do you want to talk about.

Kitahara Hao put his chin on the top of her head and asked with his eyes closed.

Now, can you tell me in detail what happened that night between you and Miwako?

Miyamoto Yumi's eyes suddenly lit up and she asked curiously.

122: Can you step away from others when they are changing their clothes?

...Can't you change the subject?

After hearing what Yumi Miyamoto said, Kitahara Hao couldn't help but fell into silence, and then said with a headache.

How is it possible to tell the details of that kind of thing?

How about you experience it yourself?

No, I'm just asking.

Miyamoto Yumi quickly shook her head, refusing to open her mouth without thinking, group 9.80?2ュ0 @5ヘ8?5♀6Juedao.

Although she was curious about what the experience was like, curiosity didn't mean she had to experience it personally.

If you don't want to experience it, then don't ask. Just sleep with me. Kitahara rubbed her long brown hair vigorously and said with half-closed eyes, If you continue to ask like this, be careful to ask Miwako to ask for leave from work today. .”

Let Miwako help with asking for leave?

Miyamoto Yumi blinked her eyes with faint dark circles, her little head reacted instantly, and her face turned a little red.

She remembered that the last time she took leave was for Kitahara Hajime and Sato Mi-wako.

sleep.

After whispering softly, Miyamoto Yumi also closed her eyes obediently.

It's better not to mess with this guy, after all, it's possible for him to do it...

As her words fell, the entire bedroom fell into silence, with only the soothing sound of rain and the howling cold wind coming from outside the window.

Wrapping the quilt a little tighter, Miyamoto Yumi buried her head in the warm embrace, with a comfortable smile on her lips.

Sure enough, having someone as a pillow on a rainy day feels different than usual.

So comfortable!

Moreover - Kitahara smells good too.

It's a pity that this guy is not her boyfriend.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh with regret.

...

Her breathing gradually became steady. Miyamoto Yumi quietly half-opened her eyes. Her dark brown eyes glanced at Kitahara Hao, and she couldn't help but tighten her hand on his collar.

My heartbeat is so fast that I can't sleep.

After all, this was the first time I slept with a man, and the sleepiness in my mind had almost dissipated long ago.

Holding back the tension in her heart, she pressed her face against Beihara Hao's ear, thought about it and said softly:

...When you two did it, did you wear it - ugh!

Before she finished speaking, her little head was pressed hard by Beihara Hao in his arms, and she could only let out helpless sobs.

Children, don't ask about that, just let me sleep peacefully!

Kitahara Hao said in a helpless tone.

You looked sleepy just now, why are you suddenly so energetic now?

Uh-huh!

Miyamoto Yumi shouted twice in dissatisfaction, and then slowly gave up her struggle.

Anyway, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't get rid of it, so don't waste your energy.

See you later when you wake up.

At this moment, a subtle voice came from her ear.

Well……

Miyamoto Yumi narrowed her eyes slightly and gave her response in an inaudible voice.

His black shirt was reflected in those dark brown eyes, and they gradually became blurred.

The subtle sound of rain outside the window became very pleasant at this moment, matching with the breeze beating on the glass, like a beautiful lullaby.

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Seven o'clock in the morning.

...Why do you feel so tired after sleeping?

Kitahara Hao half-opened his sleepy eyes, looking at the light blue curtains not far away, and couldn't help but murmur to himself.

He turned to look at the alarm clock on the table and yawned slightly.

It's almost seven o'clock now, half an hour before the set time to wake up.

It looks like I can't be late today.

Thinking this, Kitahara Hao lowered his head and looked at Yumi Miyamoto, who was sleeping with him in his arms, and subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

The two people originally slept on their sides, but for some reason they changed to lying flat on their backs.

Miyamoto Yumi was lying on top of him, holding his collar tightly with both hands, her pink lips slightly opened, and a trace of crystal saliva fell from her lips.

Does Yumi still drool while sleeping?

Beitahara stretched out his hand to touch her long, silky hair, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised.

Such a cute gesture——I don’t usually see it.

No, you have to record it carefully.

Kitahara slowly picked up his mobile phone, then turned on the camera and pointed it at the sleeping Miyamoto Yumi.

After carefully searching for an angle, with the sound of a click, there was something worth collecting in the album.

Looking at the photos taken, he nodded with satisfaction.

Yumi, it's time to get up!

After putting the phone away, Kitahara Hao pinched the tip of her delicate nose and reminded her with a chuckle.

Hmm...what time is it?

Miyamoto Yumi half-opened her hazy eyes, yawned sleepily, and then asked in a vague voice.

It's just seven o'clock. By the time you get up, it's almost time to go to work.

Kitahara Hao responded.

It's only seven o'clock... isn't it still early?

Miyamoto Yumi rubbed her eyes, then lowered her head and lay on his chest, took a slow breath, and said in a lazy tone: I want to sleep for a while, and I will be called to go to work at eight o'clock.

She usually doesn't go to work until after eight o'clock, and she basically belongs to the same type as Kitahara Hajime.

It's just that Miyamoto Yumi simply couldn't get up, and the other one was too lazy to go so early.

Didn't you agree to go to work at seven o'clock?

Kitahara Hao looked at the woman who closed her eyes again and said softly helplessly.

However, there was no reply, because Miyamoto Yumi had already fallen asleep on top of him.

Forget it, it's all in vain.

It's better to get up first and help her prepare breakfast.

Kitahara Hao put aside the sleeping woman in his arms, then lifted up the quilt and stood up and walked towards the door.

Although he had already eaten when he left home, Miyamoto Yumi had not eaten yet.

…………

Well--

Miyamoto Yumi stretched hard, letting out a seductive hum, and clenched her pink toes tightly.

I slept really comfortably today.

Kitahara, it's time to get up and go to work!

Miyamoto Yumi half sat up, covered her mouth and yawned.

But no one responded for a long time.

Kitahara?

She looked at the position next to her in confusion, and her expression couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Kitahara Hajime, who was used as a pillow just now, no longer knows where he ran.

Where did my big pillow go?

That guy wouldn't have left him alone and gone to work...

Miyamoto Yumi pulled the pajamas that had slipped off her shoulders and thought with half-squinted eyes.

Based on what she knew about Kitahara Hajime - it was indeed possible for him to do such a thing.

Kita-hara!

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Yumi clenched her fists and shouted loudly in a long tone.

With 『;;;!７?,.

What's wrong?

Kitahara opened the bedroom door and looked at Yumi Miyamoto with her mouth puffed out in confusion.

Why do you look so unhappy...

Isn't that the one who's coming?

Nothing, I just called you...

After Miyamoto Yumi saw his figure, a smile slowly appeared on her lips.

Now that you're awake, get up and eat quickly, otherwise we will both be late today.

Beihara looked at the crystal liquid at the corners of her lips, thought for a while and reminded with a chuckle: Also, remember to wipe the saliva from the corners of your mouth.

When he woke up in the morning, he found a small patch of wetness on his black shirt.