Natori and the Passer-by Heroine

However, what she was dissatisfied with was not that she was being 'used', she had long been used to this level of things, what she was dissatisfied with was letting Asahi and Shiwa be alone.

Before leaving, she gave Qian a warning.

'Don't let you get some ambiguous smell on you. '

His tone and eyes were dangerous.

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The layout of the room is still the same, there is no change inside, no dust, no cobwebs, the computer in the living room is still the same one, when Qian Yi left, Shi Yu said that this room would be preserved, so Qian Yi did not Dispose of things, but put them down as they are, such as furniture, which are not moved, the main unit is flickering, the bed quilts are scattered, but there are wrinkles on the sheets, as if people often use this place, all of which are full of breath of life.

"Thanks a lot."

Qian took a breath, and took off his coat not long after entering the door. The heating here is not as advanced as the central control, but when he came back, he felt the heating blowing in his face. It seems that Shiyu had already prepared these things before going to the airport. All right.

Shiyu followed the door, she also took off her coat, and naturally hung the coat on the aisle hanger, side by side with Asahi's coat, seeing this scene that she had thought about countless times, she smiled laugh.

"It's nothing, after all, this is where I create."

"...It turns out that this is your studio, so should I charge a usage fee?"

Qianyi lay down on a second-hand sofa, the golden nest and silver nest were not as good as his own doghouse, it was filled with the atmosphere of his past life, when he was poor and had no extra money to buy furniture, the sofa was just bought second-hand from a flea market He still remembers what happened on the way, how nostalgic it is.

"Okay, then I'll give you the 'fee' now."

"I'm just kidding—"

Before he finished speaking, the beautiful woman bullied him into his arms, and her plumpness pressed against his chest, which was somewhat deformed. The silky feeling of the plump thighs wrapped in black silk could be clearly felt even through a layer of clothing. Her breath covered the smell of his body. Ringing around his stamina, exhaling like blue, winking like silk, she interrupted his words with movements. Although her limbs were cold, her red lips warmed their bodies.

She kissed him straight up.

The lips overlap.

With the familiar soft touch, her lips were not as dry as in winter, but moist, and he didn't push her away immediately.

After a few seconds of tenderness, Shiyu used his own way to release the enthusiasm he had been suppressing.

"you…"

"Well!"

Lips parted, Qian wanted to say something but was immediately blocked, her eyes were blurred, this time her tongue went deep to explore his taste, and she tried every means to entangle him as soon as she touched him, the girl turned into a koala, Missing turned into lingering.

Until breathing becomes uncomfortable, there is no breathing kiss.

"what…"

Saliva drew silver threads on the lips of the two.

"I'm sorry."

After thinking about it, Qian Yi gently hugged her.

If it is fair to say, although Shiyu and Xiaohui are both girls he is sorry for, in his opinion, he is actually biased towards Shiyu. Anyway, she has already had a problem of responsibility.

"Ah."

Shi Yu buried her head on his shoulder, her nasal voice was cute, and she stuck to him at zero distance. For a year and a half, her heart jumped with joy. The joy of reunion blossomed at this moment, and the excitement of seeing each other turned into tenderness at this moment.

He didn't push away.

He seems to have figured it out.

This kind of thought kept spreading in Shiyu's heart.

"Why are you wearing so little clothes? It will be cold if you go out."

By the way, the baby was sent back just now.

Qian Yi felt that there was only a thin long dress on her body.

"Because I want you to know I'm not lying."

"what?"

"Before you left, I said that if you were not by my side, I would not take good care of myself."

"...You are really—" Asagi shook his head helplessly, "Then don't bother me about what I ask you to do in the future, okay?"

"Depend on your mood~"

Shiyu is obviously in a good mood now, she rests on Qian Yi's shoulder, lifts the tip of her hair with one hand, and playfully teases Qian Yi's neck, while sniffing his scent.

"You smell like other women."

She suddenly said very unhappy.

"...how can there be!"

"Sawamura-san also smells like this."

"Where did you come from, puppy..."

"Humph!"

Shi Yu opened the distance, her body was still sitting on him, this little woman's posture——

Quietly, a change that he didn't know happened to her.