Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

Chapter 92 Yukinoshita-san, what are you doing?! (3K bonus!)

As soon as she entered, Takahashi Haruna shouted, "Aunt Yuri, I've brought Yu here!"

Following Hina into the living room, Yuu Kanakawa witnessed a scene that stirred his blood.

Yukinoshita Yuri was wearing yoga clothes, lying on the yoga mat like a cat stretching, her upper body pressed against the ground, her arms outstretched forward, her waist pressed down, and her buttocks sticking up high.

The apricot-colored sports vest clung tightly to her voluptuous upper body, perfectly outlining her full figure. From behind, it looked so soft that it seemed to overflow under the pressure of the yoga mat.

Her exposed fair waistline descended, and the yoga pants that clung to her body's curves revealed her full hips and legs.

Her figure was voluptuous yet possessed a perfect amount of fleshiness; the curves between her waist and hips were smooth and rounded, like a ripe peach—full, heavy, and tapering down just right.

Han Chuan You's Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

He felt he had learned something new; he realized that gifted people don't need to use their hands to make a heart shape.

The heart was drawn perfectly round and full, and the embellishment in the middle was just right, highlighting a stunningly delicious dish. Han Chuanyou almost gave it a thumbs up.

No wonder Ms. Yukinoshita's body is so flexible; she's been practicing yoga all along.

Soft, plump, and with that indescribable, mature woman's unique fleshy feel—this figure is simply a masterpiece sculpted by the Creator while working overtime!

"Oh my! Aunt Lily, what are you doing yoga for!"

Takahashi Haruna exclaimed and immediately stood in front of Hanchuan Yu, but how could her petite figure possibly block Hanchuan Yu's eyes from exploring the beauty?

Yukinoshita Yuri turned her beautiful face this way, and when she felt the boy's gaze, she immediately let out a sigh of relief, and a faint blush appeared on her ears.

This was the first time she had ever been seen in such a shameful position by a man—it took her a while to prop herself up, her full buttocks pressing against her white-socked feet, and she glared at Takahashi Haruna.

Why didn't you tell me you were bringing guests over?

"It was a last-minute decision, Aunt Lily, you should go change your clothes quickly, this outfit is too sexy."

Looking at the aunt's large, full breasts that were about to spill out, Takahashi Haruna felt ashamed for her. Seeing that the aunt didn't seem to care, she couldn't help but urge her on.

"You don't need to say it."

Yukinoshita Yuri stood up, patted Hina's head, and smiled gently at Hanukawa Yu.

"Hanchuan-kun, please sit on the sofa. I'll go get you some snacks."

"No rush."

Han Chuanyou shook his head, unsure where to look.

"I'm going to the toilet first! I can't wait any longer!" Takahashi Haruna dragged her slippers and ran towards the toilet.

After Hina left, only Yuuichi and Yukinoshita remained in the living room.

"Hanchuan-kun, here, have some juice." Yukinoshita Yuri leaned down slightly and placed the juice in front of him.

"Thank you, Ms. Yukinoshita."

"Hanchuan-kun can actually call me Lily."

"Let's still call her Miss Lily."

Since I am of the same generation as Hina, it would be a bit impolite to call her Yuri directly.

"Please do as you please, Hanchuan-kun."

Yukinoshita Yuri rested her hands on her knees, then tilted her head slightly, her beautiful face filled with a smile, reminding Hankawa Yu of the warm autumn sun.

The woman stared at the boy in front of her and slowly said, "May I call you Yu-kun?"

"sure."

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Han Chuanyou tried to ignore the extreme temptation in front of him and took a big gulp of juice.

"Um—if you're really interested, Yu-kun, that's fine—"

Yukinoshita Yuri lightly bit her lower lip, her arms slightly drawn together, further highlighting her extremely luxurious bosom.

For a young man filled with longing for women, the scene before him held an absolutely irresistible attraction.

What? What's possible?

Han Chuan You thought this must be an illusion.

Seeing that the boy remained unmoved, Yukinoshita Yuri slowly raised her slender white arms, leaned forward, and slowly approached the boy. Finally, she placed her palms on the back of the sofa behind Hanakawa Yu.

Han Chuan You subconsciously tilted his head back.

I was actually pinned against a wall?

Miss Lily! What are you doing?!

A woman who has just finished exercising exudes a unique, feminine hormonal scent—a distinctive, subtle fragrance.

The scenery before him was so close that if Han Chuanyou made the slightest movement, he could be buried in it.

Miss Lily lowered her head slightly, looked over, and parted her lips slightly, exhaling warm breath, as if enjoying his gaze.

The boy's breath tickled her skin, causing the woman's body to tremble slightly.

Their lights converged in the air, and Han Chuanyou felt that he could no longer remain passive, as Hina was at risk of coming at any moment.

Therefore, I can only meet her needs; it's definitely not because I want to do it myself.

He raised his hand and pressed it down.

Yukinoshita Yuri's cheeks flushed an unnatural red, and she let out an alluring soft moan.

"Um----

The woman's eyes were like a warm spring, gentle yet shimmering with moisture, carrying a subtle warmth, just like the touch on her body.

She squinted her eyes, her shoulders slowly relaxed, and she exhaled a fragrant breath. Finally, as if she could no longer support herself, she leaned on Han Chuanyou's shoulder and sat down beside him.

This made Han Chuanyou look strange. She was already exhausted after just one press. Miss Yuri was a bit useless.

But while she felt comfortable, I found it a bit difficult to endure.

He looked at the woman beside him and asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time: "Um—Miss Lily, why did you do this?"

Yukinoshita Yuri's blush hadn't faded yet, her eyes filled with tenderness: "I can't control myself when I see you, and—"

She paused for a moment, took a breath, and looked at him with gentle eyes: "I suspect it's because of you, but—I don't dislike it, in fact—I like it—"

Yukinoshita Yuri's blush deepened, making her appear even more alluring and charming.

"My reason?"

Han Chuan You felt this was an insult.

Did I do anything to her? I didn't even try to seduce her, did I? How could it be my fault!

Miss Lily, you know what you've done. Why don't you look for the reasons within yourself? After all these years, have you ever been a nymphomaniac or lacking in men?

"Yu! I'm out! Let's play games!"

Takahashi Hina's voice came from the other side of the corridor. Yukinoshita Yuri turned her head and straightened her expression.

Haruna Takahashi, shaking the water droplets off her hands, rushed over. Seeing that her aunt's cheeks were a little flushed, she asked curiously, "Aunt Yuri, why is your face a little red?"

"I guess I'm still recovering from exercising." Yukinoshita Yuri stood up casually. "I'm going to change. You have your exams coming up soon, right? Don't play for too long."

Takahashi Hina's expression froze. She cupped her chubby face and let out a cute wail: "Aunt Yuri, please don't bring up exams when I'm at my happiest!"

After Ms. Yuri left, Takahashi Haruna skillfully took out a game cartridge, inserted it, and then placed a cushion in front of the coffee table. Seeing that Hanakawa Yu was still sitting on the sofa, she said, "Yu, why are you sitting so far away? Sit closer and play."

"Wait a minute, I'm fine sitting here." Han Chuan You was unusually serious at this moment.

Come here.

Takahashi Hina pulled him forcefully, but couldn't budge him. In the end, she was pulled into Hanakawa Yu's arms by the reaction force.

The girl smelled wonderful, like strawberry milk candy.

But at this moment, Han Chuan You's condition was indeed not good, and Takahashi Hina sensed something she shouldn't have sensed.

She sprang up from Han Chuanyou instantly, let out a short cry, covered her eyes with her hands, and looked shy.

"You you you————"

Han Chuan You displayed his traditional shamelessness: "Hina, you know, hot-blooded young men are extremely susceptible to external temptations, and I can't control myself."

Takahashi Haruna peeked through her fingers again, her round face flushed, and she stammered, "I—I understand, Aunt Yuri is really something, she even told her to go change her clothes—"

She picked up a cushion and threw it at him to cover himself.

During the game, the girl seemed distracted, glancing at Han Chuan You beside her every now and then.

She felt deeply shocked, and her worldview was shaken. How could a boy's private parts be like that?

"Miss Yukinoshita, thank you for your help today."

Meiyue, who was off work, came over to pick up her child and stood at the entrance to give a slight bow in thanks.

"It's no trouble at all." Yukinoshita Yuri smiled naturally. "We're neighbors, so we should visit each other more often. I really like this child."

As she spoke, she glanced at Han Chuanyou beside her, her eyes seemingly carrying a hidden meaning.

"I really like him, he's practically devouring me," Han Chuanyou thought to himself.

Han Chuan Mei Yue didn't pick up on any hidden meaning, but she felt quite pleased to hear others praising her younger brother.

She smiled and waved her hand, "Then we're going home. We'll talk again when we have time."

"Okay, goodbye."

Back home, Han Chuan Meiyue stood in the entryway and bent down to take off her shoes.

She disliked the restrictive feeling of stockings, so she simply took them off, revealing a pair of slender, fair feet with almost no bony shape.

The freed toes were clearly defined, and when they moved slightly, they were particularly eye-catching under the soft light.

"Finally home." She breathed a long sigh of relief, then turned to ask, "Xiaoyou, are you hungry? I got some takeout from the restaurant, including authentic braised pork and lion's head meatballs."

"I've already eaten at Miss Lily's house. Mizuki, you're a little late today."

Han Chuanyou took the handbag and packing bag from her hands.

It would have been better if she hadn't mentioned it, because the mere mention of it made Mizuki angry: "It's all because some unreliable guy messed up the document, and the data just wouldn't match up. It took us ages to finally get it right."

She paused, her tone carrying a hint of regret.

"Since you've finished eating, I'll have to eat dinner alone."

"How could I let you eat alone, Miyuki?" Han Chuanyou put the food down and turned around. "Consider it an extra meal. I'll eat something with you. We didn't eat dinner together, so a late-night snack won't hurt."

Han Chuan Mei Yue smiled and reached out to pat his head: "You're suddenly so good at talking, it's a little unusual for me."

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"Is there any reward?" Han Chuan You's eyes lit up, and she leaned closer with a smile. "After dinner, will you eat me?"

"That's more like you." Mizuki nodded in satisfaction, then ruthlessly pushed his face away. "Get lost!"

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